"So what do I do now?" After Chu Heng heard Uncle Li's words, he turned his head to look at his father, who was lying unconscious on the hospital bed, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Li, since our grandfather can escape from that desperate situation of certain death, how can he be haunted by a curse?" I'm still a little bit unconvinced. ”

Uncle Li sighed, glanced at Chu Heng with a strange look, opened his mouth and said, "Do you think that kind of desperate situation is really something that a few of them can deal with?" If it weren't for the sudden breaking of the rope that tied the oil rats, smashing out a hidden passage, how could they have escaped? ”

"Could it be that the grandfathers inadvertently discovered the back path left for themselves by the craftsmen who built the mausoleum, so that they retreated safely?" Du Hongluan looked at Uncle Li excitedly, his little face was red, and he couldn't say how cute: "Professor Zhong said that because at the end of each major repair of the mausoleum, the princes and nobles who built the mausoleum will seal the craftsmen in the mausoleum, so that there are always craftsmen who build a secret passage that only they know in order to protect themselves, so that after the mausoleum is sealed, they can also escape!" ”

Uncle Li laughed disdainfully, and his tone was full of disdain for that Professor Zhong: "Little Hongluan, listen to your Uncle Li's advice, you should listen to Old Man Zhong's words, don't take it seriously, that old man, it's really shameless to coax children with this kind of nonsense." ”

Facing Du Hongluan's inexplicable gaze, Uncle Li cleared his throat and patiently explained: "Do you think that the heavenly officials invited by the ancient imperial court and the ministers who presided over the mausoleum eat dry rice?" Those are all people who are full of economic resources, plus the soldiers who monitor and protect the craftsmen, and the craftsmen want to open a tunnel to the outside without knowing it, which is simply a fool's dream! Moreover, in the construction of a regular mausoleum, it is rare for all craftsmen to be killed. Otherwise, as long as you come a few more times, the inheritance of building a mausoleum will be cut off, and the later emperor will still build a ghost? ”

"According to what you say, what is that tunnel smashed out by oil rats for? Why are the grandfathers who left that secret passage cursed with centipede marks? Chu Heng spread out the silk book in his hand and found that due to the age, the content of the yellowed silk had been a little blurred with cinnabar, like a human face full of ravines, with a smile that was not smiling, and it was indescribably weird.

"I don't know what that secret passage is for, judging from the words passed down by my grandfather, it seems to be a very ordinary secret passage, as for why they are burdened with a curse, unless someone returns to that mausoleum, it can only be a secret forever."

Uncle Li shook his head, touched his gray beard and was silent, and only after a moment did he raise his head, look at Chu Heng's eyes and say, "Chu Heng, do you know why the old man of my generation, only I can live for so long, has not been sucked dry by the centipede marks on my body?" ”

"Are you saying that our grandfather was killed by centipede marks on his body, not by natural causes?" Chu Heng gasped, and a cold chill suddenly rose behind him, and he looked at Uncle Li's face and said in a deep voice.

"I was able to survive because when I was poor and crazy, I went to help people secretly transfer the ancestral grave, and I was filled with black muddy water splashed from the grave." Uncle Li pinched his teeth, looked at the void with a long gaze, and said in a low tone: "I thought it was my own back, and I was poured into a stomach by the water of the dead man, and I didn't find out until later that it was because I drank the Shen **** in the tomb with excellent feng shui, that I could faintly restrain the centipede marks on my body, but unfortunately only in this kind of tomb with excellent feng shui, it is extremely difficult to find the Shen **** that will appear by chance, and it is impossible to find it without great chance." ”

Chu Heng frowned and looked at the centipede marks on his father's body, and said with a calm face: "Uncle Li, are you saying that the centipede marks on my father's body can only be restrained with the kind of heavy **** you have drunk?" I just want to ask you a word, if it weren't for Shen ****, how long would my father be able to survive? ”

Uncle Li looked at Chu Fengji, who had a calm face, and after a long groan, he said: "At the beginning, my brothers all died in less than a week, and I thought it was a normal death at the time, until the centipede scar on my arm grew to a foot long, and I didn't know that what my father left behind was true. The centipede marks on your father's body are quite important, even if I use realgar and wormwood to help him suppress the centipede marks, it can last for half a month at most. ”

"In other words, Uncle Chu has half a month's life at most now?" Du Hongluan's dark eyes flashed with tears, and he grabbed Chu Fengji's big hand tightly, and said, "Brother Chu, what should I do?" Uncle Chu asked me to go to the house to play a few days ago, but I didn't expect it to become like this in a blink of an eye. ”

"Hongluan, don't worry." Chu Heng's palms were clenched into fists, his body trembled slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked, "Uncle Li, since you have made a decision for me, you must know where to get the Shen **** who can restrain centipede marks." Can you tell me what exactly I have to do to get rid of the centipede marks from my father's body? ”

Uncle Li shook his head, took out a snow-white jade pendant from his pocket, hung it on Chu Fengji's neck, and sighed loudly: "If I knew the way to eliminate centipede marks, I would have removed this centipede on my arm a long time ago, how could I let it stay on my body and keep absorbing my qi and blood?" ”

"I sold your house just to buy these spirit jades to suppress the erosion of centipede scars."

Uncle Li took out a handful of snow-white jade pendants from his pocket, which were all shapes and shapes, wrapped in yellow satin, carefully pressed under Chu Fengji's pillow, and said in a heavy tone: "Chu Heng, although I don't know where there is a Shen ****, but I know that there is a person who must know where there is something that can suppress centipede marks." I have bought all the tickets for you, you can go directly to the airport and get it with your ID card, Chu Heng, time waits for no one, these spirit jades can only be delayed temporarily, once the centipede marks consume the spiritual energy stored in these spirit jades, your father will not last long. ”

"How long can my father last with the help of these spirit jades?" Chu Heng touched Chu Fengji's forehead, and found that with the help of Lingyu, Chu Fengji's body temperature had dropped to a normal level, and he couldn't help but believe what Uncle Li said in his heart. (To be continued.) )