Yunfeng summoned Mo Sheng and Ling Chen to the front hall early in the morning, yawning in the early morning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Sheng saw a reluctant look on his face: "What's wrong?" ”

Ling Chen pointed to the peachwood sword on his back, "The Qi family in the city wants to give their ancestors a tomb in Qizi Mountain." ”

Mo Sheng's heart was shocked: "Qizi Mountain? "Qizi Mountain stretches and is beautiful, with mountains and mountains. In the middle of the mountain, there are steep cliffs and steep slopes, and although there are tombs there, most of them are parasitic caves. It seems to be a very ancient custom, the villagers at the foot of Qizi Mountain, the elderly who are over 60 years old in the family will be sent to the death cave, and the family will not be able to take care of it after three days of delivery, and finally let them freeze and starve to death, no one can disobey this rule. Nowadays, this custom has long been abolished, leaving large and small holes in the mountains, which are simply cliff tombs.

"Zombie!" Yun Feng instructed to be quite careful when driving the corpse in the early morning. The hanging coffin in the south of Qizi Mountain is backed by the main dragon vein, the main wealth of Ding Shui, and the wealth of the mountains and rivers is rolling. The mountain is in charge of people, and the water is in charge of money. The Qi family hoped that their ancestors would never sleep in the hanging coffin and that their descendants would prosper, so they spent a lot of money to build this hanging wood. "The body of the ancestor of the Qi family has not decomposed since his death, so I am afraid that moving the ancestral grave will change the earth's atmosphere."

Packed up a bunch of things in the early morning, peach wood sword, compass, ink bucket line, glutinous rice, a small pot of dog blood, and the name "Tie the coffin with ink bucket wire first, so that there is no worries!" ”

Mo Sheng nodded, this is a good idea, "Ling Chen, finally smart once!" ”

They arranged for the golden flower and set out on the road.

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At noon, Mo Sheng and the Qi family were on both sides of the old tomb, looking at the "dancing god" in the early morning, and they really didn't look serious at all. "Anyone who belongs to chickens, monkeys, and light characters will be avoided!" Five or six people turned around. "Open!"

The corpse of the ancestor could not see the light, and the descendants of the Qi family took a big black umbrella to cover the sun.

The corpse of their ancestor was really young, only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, as if asleep, and his skin was fair and elastic.

In the early hours of the morning, they put the body into another coffin, soaked the ink fountain line with dog blood, Mo Sheng and Ling Chen grabbed one of them and began to bounce on the coffin, the copper horn gold coffin.

This time I walked at night, and I walked in front of the early morning, scattering yellow charms and paper money on the road to open the way. Mo Sheng followed. Several elders of the Qi family sat in a sedan chair. The car couldn't drive in, so the family could only carry the sedan chair and walk the mountain road.

At night, the mountains are silent, and the wild eagle calls are desolate and echo in the emptiness. "Brush" a white shadow flew onto the coffin. Mo Sheng turned around, the coffin was nothing, and pulled out the peachwood sword from his back.

"Stop!" In the early hours of the morning, the funeral procession was stopped. "Let's take a break in place for a while."

The elders of the Qi family lifted the curtain one after another, and seeing that there was nothing unusual, they put down the curtain and rested in the sedan chair.

"Woo woo woo" The woman's cry was chilling in the deep mountains.

Mo Sheng asked Ling Chen to take a good look at the coffin, and went forward to investigate, the barren mountains and mountains must be some kind of miscellaneous pieces.

"Woooooooooooo The woman, dressed in a white veil, sat on the side of the road. Mo Sheng pointed the peachwood sword at her, the human body, the fox's face, and the woman crying to herself.

"Why are you blocking our way?" Mo Sheng put away the peachwood sword.

"I was originally a fox who had only cultivated for a thousand years, and I finally changed my body, but I was skinned, and now I can't be a human being, and I can't be a fox!" The little fox said pitifully, and there were big tears in his eyes.

"You were lying on the coffin just now?" Mo Sheng asked.

"I just wanted a physical body so I could be born again, but I've found something better now!" The fox's eyes glowed with a dim light, and it suddenly opened its mouth towards Mo Sheng, a row of sharp teeth.