Chapter 37 The Son Inherits His Father's Business

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In this world, there are many fathers and sons who should inherit it!

From ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, on the land of Kyushu, there have been a family of commanders and thousands of generals, a wealthy family with several generations of white-clothed families, and a throne that has been sitting for hundreds of years!

But there are few tomb robbers like the Ye family who have passed on tomb robbing for thousands of years, and the ancestors of the Ye family were also a figure for a while, but future generations can't learn his ability to be glorious for a lifetime!

I can only learn the path in his hand, this ability to deal with the dead!

In the past thousands of years, the ups and downs of the Ye family have also had a little glory, up to Xuan Gui, but every few decades they will always fall into this cold and inferior place again, pick up this unsightly business, and rely on it to survive!

Since more than 100 years ago, the Ye family has given up this heirloom craft, but one day when Ye Xin was about to clean up this unsightly thing, he discovered a shocking secret.

When he was sorting out the tomb robbery classics, he found the map of the cemetery left by Ye Feng, the ancestor of the Ye family, for his descendants, and there were a total of twenty-two cemeteries for future generations.

Every step was interlocking, and Ye Xin found some miracles in every tomb, which he rotted in his heart and didn't talk to anyone.

Even the blood relatives around him who followed him from birth to death didn't know at all.

But with the map, this tomb is not easy to find.

After all, more than 1,000 years have passed, and the current terrain and mountains are long since the beginning.

It's a real sea of life, and the actual place has a huge difference from the map.

Mountains and rivers are undulating, and hills are reunited.

At this time, the sky was slightly white and cloudless.

It's not as hot as noon, but it's not as cold as winter.

Thousands of miles of mountains, a mountainous area is lush with trees. There is a white mist all around, and the mountains and forests here are quieter than those next to it.

If anyone who observes the terrain will find that this place is full of cold ghosts.

The yin qi here is rolling, and the place where the yin qi is the strongest is in the valley where Ye Xin and the others are.

Walking on the mountain road, Ye Xin followed behind the Ye family.

When I arrived at the tomb site, there were already a few local people here.

"What a bunch of dogs, this one has a very smart nose. Ye Xin sighed, "That's interesting, isn't it?"

Walking forward, Ye Xin pulled a jade plaque from his neck.

This jade plaque is worn with a red rope, and the two fingers pinched the red rope and shook the jade plaque, "Is the high-grade mutton fat white jade in the early ancient dynasty qualified?" ”

"The mutton fat white jade of the ancient dynasty, I want to inspect the goods!"

As soon as he heard that it was a fine mutton fat white jade, the old man named Old Ghost immediately smiled, and he beckoned Ye Xin to hand him the jade to see.

"Smack!"

Ye Xin snapped his fingers, and he also smiled, just like the joy of the tiger before eating.

"Don't worry! Third child, tell him about the rules!

For a while, the air condensed, and the atmosphere was a little silent!

"What do you want to do? This is my territory in Qinzhou, junior, don't break the rules?" the old ghost said lightly, but with a coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The old ghost smiled, he clapped his hands, as a land snake, his favorite thing in addition to antiquities is to teach others his own rules!

It's a pity that he miscalculated this time!

"What I like most is not only the palm of my eyes, but also teaching others the rules. ”

"Oh, teach me the rules?"

Ye San, who had been following Ye Xin's side, took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Xin.

He didn't speak, just took a leaf from his shirt, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently.

"Buzz~Buzz!!"

It's an extremely eerie twist and turn, like a scrawny man rubbing his sharp nails against a blackboard, making a rustling sound.

Dense!

Evil!

The hoarse rhythm is not at all like a person blowing it out of a leaf, like a ghost.

The yin qi in the mountains and forests was already heavy, and the mountain mist that undulated with Ye Sanquzi.

It makes it look even more ghostly.

Ye San is the third in the family, and in addition to being the closest to his eldest brother Ye Xin, even the rest of the family rarely stays with him.

His ancestors left a lot of methods, but just like his own yin character, Ye San only liked those who were evil and treacherous.

For example: Raising ghosts, refining Gu, killing people, looting treasures, robbing tombs!

Ye San blew the leaves in his hand, and a cold rhythm emanated from the leaves.

As the rhythm sounded, the black-clothed man who surrounded him only felt that there was a sudden darkness in front of him, and then there seemed to be something blocked in his heart.

It's like something is stuck in the blood, and it's blocking the blood outlet in the heart.

Bang!bang!bang~

Every time my heart beats, the blockage gets worse.

"Plop, plop, plop~"

Depressed, as if something had pinched his heart, the big man in black only felt that his heart was beating violently and his breathing was short.

Until, out of breath, he collapsed.

The big man fell one after another weirdly, the old ghost looked at the strange scene in front of him and suddenly panicked, he was already wet between his legs, he was really unbearable, and asked tremblingly

"You~ What are you doing here?"

The corners of Ye Xin's mouth were slightly raised, and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then slowly lit it, took a deep breath, and spit out a smoke ring.

The scarlet cigarette butt was like the devil's pupil in the old ghost's eyes.

"The third. Do you hear that? The old man wants to know what you've done. To respect the elders, our Ye family is a etiquette everyone, we can't let people say that we don't understand the rules, try it for the old man, be gentle. Don't get killed!"

"Understood. ”

Ye San raised his head, bowed lightly to the old ghost, and then picked up his own leaves and blew them again.

"Buzz~Buzz!"

An inexplicable and strange voice sounded again, and the strange tune of the forest rose and fell in the jungle.

"Ahh

With this strange rhythm, the old ghost screamed one after another.

"Stop!"

Ye Xin, who took two more puffs of the cigarette in his hand, stopped Ye San's funeral requiem, he walked up to the old ghost and said with a smile, "Now, give you two choices, one finds this box, the jade card is given to you in vain, and it is counted as your hard work!"

Ye Xin got closer to some old ghosts, spit out a smoke ring and smashed it into the old ghost's face, and said softly

"Hu'er~ Let my third brother give you a good soothing muscle, people are old and not in good health, this is my rule, choose one!"

Ye Xin snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, threw it on the ground, stepped on the cigarette butt buried in the black mud and said, "Smart people always make choices that everyone is happy with, do you say?"

"I'll pick one!" After saying that, the old ghost seemed to have lost all his strength, and drooped.

The whole person looked listless, and he knew that after tonight, he would no longer be the old ghost in Qinzhou.

It's a poor unlucky guy who can be eaten by a bug at any moment.

"Open the tomb, where have you explored this tomb?" Ye Xin sat next to him and lit a cigarette, spitting out the smoke ring, and looked at the old ghost with a squint.

"Reply to the letter, the aisle has not been explored yet, and the weirdness in it cannot be guarded against. Before he could probe the edge, he had already folded the number. Hearing this, the old ghost thought in his heart that the brothers who had broken away felt that it was not a good taste, and finally put down his posture and hunched his waist and said......