The heavy snow flew, mercilessly falling on Xiao Qin Yu's thin body, and the cold invaded the shrinking body, sending out bursts of trembling. The pedestrians passing by the street stopped for a short time, looked at the curled figures, and looked different, and then hurried away.

"It's all poor people. ”

An old man dressed in tatters, carrying a bag of garbage under his bent back, looked at the small figure curled up on the ground and said helplessly.

"Come home with me. ”

The old man leaned over and picked up the little beggar on the ground, looking at the little body shivering with cold in his arms, the old man felt pity, and quickly left the noisy and bustling street, walking in the dark mud path.

"The snow is white, and the river is flowing. ”

About half an hour later, a series of dilapidated wooden huts appeared in front of me, and the people who lived here were poor and homeless, and everyone was very simple. The old man took Qin Yu to a small dilapidated room at the very edge, carefully placed it on the bed and covered it with a quilt.

The old man picked up the old cigarette gun and took a few puffs, and his empty eyes flashed with firmness: "Old man, I have buried the loess to my neck, and I am afraid that time is running out." ”

"Alas!" the old man sighed, brought a bowl of ginger soup, and took a spoon to feed the little beggar lying on the bed.

After the little beggar drank the ginger soup, his face returned to a hint of ruddyness.

The old man watched the little beggar gradually get better, and his heart gradually relaxed: "Old man, my surname is Qin, and you will follow my surname in the future."

"Well, Qin Yu!"

May you grow up to be an adult" Qin (industrious) brave and full of wings. ”

The old man smoked a big cigarette, looked at the little beggar lying on the bed, and muttered.

When Qin Yu was 13 years old, the old man fell down while picking up rags, and after returning to the dilapidated cabin, it didn't take long for his legs to stretch out and burp.

Inside the bronze coffin, Qin Yu had tears streaming down his face and said, "Grandpa, I miss you so much." ”

For a moment, Qin Yu felt that his breathing was a little short, and he was horrified in his heart, "Oxygen is insufficient." ”

"Ahh

I can't die, I can't die!" Qin Yu struggled and slapped the coffin lid with his hand, and the blood from his fingertips slowly flowed out with each slap on the coffin lid.

Qin Yu felt that the strength of his whole body was exhausted, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

"I can't die!" Qin Yu roared angrily and smashed the coffin with both fists, and immediately blood splattered, and some of the blood dripped to the corners of his mouth.

Blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly the blood-colored corpse pill at Qin Yu's dantian bloomed with blood, and the blood light was monstrous, instantly illuminating the entire bronze coffin.

"His eyes were bloody, his arms were full of strength, and his fingertips were sharp. Qin Yu looked at his changes, shocked and frightened, his hands suddenly grabbed the coffin lid of the bronze pavilion, and the sharp claws of his ten fingers instantly pierced through the smooth copper coffin lid.

"The bronze coffin lid left traces of Taoism. ”

"The pitch-black cave, the bronze hanging coffin, emitted a violent vibration, and the three dark iron chains shook with it. ”

Suddenly, the lid of the bronze ancient coffin showed a little crack, ten fingers were bloody, and sharp claws grew from the fingertips, stretching out from the bronze ancient coffin, looking evil and weird.

Between the cracks of the bronze ancient coffin, a ray of blood shone out.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The lid of the bronze ancient coffin slowly loosened. "In this dark cave, there is a strange sound. Inside the bronze coffin, Qin Yu looked at the gap that had been pushed open, and his heart was full of surprise.

Blood-stained hands stretched out from between the cracks, grabbed the cold bronze coffin lid fiercely, and slammed it hard. The bronze coffin lid slowly slid down, the gap became larger and larger, and Qin Yu quickly climbed up from the bronze coffin.

Looking at the blood-colored traces left on the lid of the bronze coffin, Qin Yu instinctively knew that he had undergone a change, and whoever was able to do so would have a bloody stomach and bloody eyes.

The dark silent cave illuminates instantly.

Qin Yu clearly saw a bronze ancient coffin, which was tightly wound and locked by three rope-sized iron chains, one of which was broken, and his heart was horrified.

Immediately, seeing a broken hole in the mountain wall, Qin Yu quickly moved away from the bronze ancient coffin, grabbed the stone wall with both hands, and grabbed it into the stone wall with his ten fingers.

The blood light gradually dimmed, and Qin Yu felt as if the strength of his whole body was about to be exhausted, so he couldn't help but gasp and said secretly: "I don't know who it is, lock yourself in the weird bronze coffin." ”

Finally, Qin Yu climbed out of the silent cave and walked in the flat tunnel.

That demonic blood light was also extinguished at this time, and Qin Yu only felt that the strength of his whole body was drained, and the severe pain quickly invaded Qin Yu's mind.

Qin Yu gritted his teeth and slowly walked forward step by step in the narrow tunnel, "A foul smell invaded the mouth and nose. ”

Smelling the stench, Qin Yu spat in the dark tunnel, and he didn't know what he would bump into in front of him, but he supported his thoughts, which was to live.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light and shadow came into front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of Qin Yu's mouth and said: "Light, where there is light, there is an exit" Birth Hope, and quickly moved towards the light.

Qin Yu stretched out his blood-stained hands and brushed away the weeds and camphor trees in front of the cave in front of him. A thick gust of fresh air, accompanied by a breeze, caressed Qin Yu's cheeks.

Qin Yu's heart was full of joy, and he crawled out of the narrow and dark cave. Then he stretched out his hands and looked at the claws that were not hideous and sharp, and his solemn heart couldn't help but relax a lot.

Looking at the blood-stained hands, the whole body was in tatters, and the blood-stained clothes made my heart feel mixed. He muttered to himself: "Maybe I didn't confess and bury my emotions at the beginning, and I wouldn't be as embarrassed as I am now." ”

"But there is no regret medicine in this world, at least now I am alive. The corners of Qin Yu's mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile.

"Go home!" Qin Yu just wanted to go back to that dilapidated cabin now and sleep quietly.

"The ancient trees of the mass burial mountain are towering to the sky, shading the sun and covering the sun, and you can see the mountains from afar. ”

The young man who looked very embarrassed in tattered clothes quickly shuttled through the mass grave mountain, "This person is Qin Yu. "Looking at the towering ancient trees and the unbearable withered camphor trees, I was a little anxious and flustered.

Then he found a stream of water, washed the blood and dirt from his body, and walked down the narrow path. Not far from the foot of the mountain, Qin Yu felt that he had stepped on something, and there was a bit of pain in the soles of his feet.

Suddenly, Qin Yu was a little angry and said, "I have been really unlucky in the past two days, and I will be bullied when I walk." ”

Then Qin Yu slowly raised his foot, only to see that he stepped on the white bone skull with one foot, and he was in a panic in his heart, and stepped forward quickly, one hand tightly grasping Qin Yu's trouser leg.

"Ahh

Instantly tripped over the bones of his hand, and seeing a scattered white bone in front of him, partially buried in the mud, Qin Yu suddenly screamed. ”

Hearing Qin Yu's screams, some villagers at the foot of the mountain quickly rushed up. I saw Qin Yu sitting in the mud with an embarrassed face, and his trousers were still tightly grasped by a hand bone.

Many villagers smoked big cigarettes, spit out a puff of smoke and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, isn't it just the white bones washed out by the torrential rain." ”