In the middle of the night, the ghostly aura of the mass grave directly invaded people's hearts, making people afraid to approach, and in the middle of the night, the footsteps on the grass broke the silence of the deceased.

"Dad, do you think you can dig up gold ingots tonight?" asked a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy quietly.

"Don't worry, give birth. As he spoke, a middle-aged man took out some paper talismans from his pocket, burned them in front of a tomb, folded his hands, and bowed a few times.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, my father and son are forced to do it as a last resort for their livelihood, no wonder. ”

After pretending to talk, regardless of whether the owner of the grave blames him or not, the two rolled up their sleeves, picked up their pickaxes and shovels for a while, and immediately went home after opening the museum to collect money, and their hand and foot movements were quite quick.

............

The next day, the city of Anding was full of people, bustling, the shouts of the vendors came and went, and the shouts of the people buying and selling were mixed in, but it was quite lively.

In this downtown area, the father and son dressed as Taoist priests and Taoists, holding a sign of "God Operator" appeared at the door of the Yongfu shop, and the boss saw the middle-aged man and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Yo, Master Dao, look at what you are doing, the flavors of all kinds of dishes in this small shop are complete" The middle-aged man waved his hand and threw out a few silver taels from his sleeve robe, "Just take some wine and food, I will hurry." ”

Seeing Yin Liang, the boss's smile became stronger, and he immediately nodded and smiled, "Okay, Master Dao, you can sit casually, and the wine and food will come soon." ”

This middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest is named Sui Shusan, who barely survives by telling fortunes and looking at feng shui on weekdays.

The young man next to Sui Shusan is named Sui Musheng, is the adopted son of Sui Shusan, because this son was picked up by Sui Shusan by chance on the way to a tomb robbery, so he named it Sui Tomb Sheng, and later suspected that his name was unlucky, changed to Sui Musheng, taking the meaning of bathing in a new life.

Although Mu Sheng looks mediocre but was born with a lot of insight into the rhythm, he taught himself the bamboo flute on weekdays, and he was stunned to blow an ordinary bamboo flute with a sound and color, and in his spare time, the rare sound of silk and bamboo is a rare joy in the journey.

The father and son traveled around, walking all the way, of course, stealing all the way, a few days ago, they aimed at the mass grave on the outskirts of Anding City, so they lived in the abandoned Bitter Robbery Temple outside Anding City.

The father and son sat down, and then Mu Sheng whispered, "Dad, do you have to rob the tomb once, so that we can have a good meal?" "Alas......" Uncle Sui sighed, "Recently, the world has been peaceful, and this fortune-telling business is not easy to do, if it is not so, who will do the bad things that damage Yang Shou." ”

"But no matter how difficult it is, it can't be the bitter drought more than ten years ago, if it weren't for the sale of the ancestral treasure during the period, alas, our grandfather would still ......"

"What baby?" Sui Musheng said curiously, interrupting Sui Shusan's words.

"Ah, it's nothing unusual, just a blue stone, cold and cold, used to dispel ......the heat," Sui Shusan tilted his head, "However, in the days of bitter drought, it is a strange thing to live in." ”

"When!" A gong sounded, and the diners of Yongfu Inn raised their heads one after another, "Blessings and misfortunes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, but listen to the great immortals of this great immortal to guide you to the maze of immortals......" While speaking, another Taoist "great immortal" appeared in front of the Yongfu Inn.

Seeing that there was a business grabber in this Anding City, this Sui Shusan's face was naturally not much better, and he didn't want this benevolent brother to turn around in the inn a few times, and came to the front of Sui Shusan's father and son, made a gesture, and then pretended to be mysterious and said: "This Daoist brother, you and I are fellow Daoists, brother, I might as well persuade you a few times, this place is compatible with your five elements, water and fire are incompatible, you see that your Yintang is black......"

"Enough!" Uncle Sui said angrily, "Third Master, I also know Feng Shui numerology, don't say much!" After speaking, he left the inn with Sui Musheng.

............

The two came to a secluded place, and then Mu Sheng said with a bitter face: "Dad, what are we going to do, that broken Taoist priest ......"

Sui Shusan waved his hand and interrupted Sui Musheng's words, "It's peaceful at the moment, business is not good, if he wants to do it, let him go, it's just ......"

Uncle Sui looked back and forth, and continued, "When digging the grave yesterday, I watched its feng shui at night, and felt that although this mass grave was chaotic, there was a tomb that could respond to the light of the moon, and the surrounding tombs faintly surrounded and formed a twenty-eight star array. ”

............

It was night, the moonlight was clear, the mass grave rarely fell into a quiet, the night wind was sluggish, blowing faint ripples in the puddle, so the three uncles stood on a small mound and carefully observed the mass grave, chanting words in their mouths, dancing and dancing for a while, pointing to a grave and saying: "That's it." ”

The two of them picked up the shovel and walked towards the tomb, the mass grave was silent, the footsteps were clearly audible, and there seemed to be something in the dark watching them, and the two did not dare to come out, and every step seemed to be under heavy pressure. There is no tombstone in this tomb, and I don't know its owner, so suddenly Uncle Sui stopped and stopped Sui Musheng and said, "Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

Then Mu Sheng was stunned, stopped and looked intently, only to see a lily abruptly placed in front of the grave, reflecting the brilliance of the moon.

Reflecting the brilliance of the moon, Mu Sheng walked over and picked up the lily, felt the cold slightly, and took a closer look, it turned out that the lily was covered with a layer of thin ice, under the thin ice, the flowers and leaves bloomed as before, delicate and dripping, and there was also the moonlight surrounding, exuding a strange beauty.

An ice lily!

Perhaps, a hundred years from now, there will still be people who will think of me, miss me, and linger in front of the grave every time on my sacrifice day, and put an ice lily for me? At that time, will I smile when I stand in the clouds and wait? The taste of happiness engraved in my heart......

The young man suddenly looked up at the sky, and sighed deeply at the bright moon and lonely star.

Sui Shusan didn't care about Sui Musheng's strange appearance, he bent down, looked left and right at this flower, and said with a suspicious face, "Yesterday, you and I came, I never saw this flower, it seems that this tomb must have its own uniqueness." ”

Then Mu Sheng came back to his senses, his curiosity became more and more intense, the two of them were busy with the pickaxe and shovel for a while, and soon heard a muffled sound of "bang", so Mu Sheng's pickaxe touched the coffin, and shoveled away the accumulated soil on the coffin, and an ordinary coffin appeared in front of them.

There seem to be a few words engraved on the coffin, but because of the long time, it is no longer possible to distinguish the appearance, and only a "ghost" word is hastily recognized.

Suddenly, the wind rose, the dark clouds closed the moon, and the ghost cries of the mass graves enveloped the place again. Uncle Sui spit a few mouthfuls of foam into his palm, and used a shovel to warp hard, but listening to the creaking of the coffin, it seemed to open a small crack, so Mu Sheng took advantage of the situation, and the two looked into the coffin with hope, only to see that the coffin was empty and empty, and there was nothing else.

An empty tomb!

"No!" Sui Shusan stretched out his hand and touched the inside of the coffin, and felt out a black stick, so black that he couldn't see what it was, but he felt that his hand was slightly heavy, so Uncle Sui handed it to Sui Musheng, and knocked on the bottom of the coffin casually, only to hear the bang, it seemed that the coffin was empty underneath.

Sui Shusan thought about it, took the pickaxe from Sui Musheng's hand, and looked at the bottom of the coffin, only to hear a snap, and the rotten wood at the bottom of the coffin was all broken, revealing a hole that was only more than one person wide, and there were stairs built on the side of the hole. A rotten tidal smell emanated from the hole.

"Son, give me the lamp. Uncle Sui glanced at the entrance of the cave and said, "Dad, I'll go with you." "No, just wait here. ”

Sui Shusan took the lamp in Sui Musheng's hand, "This tomb is quite strange, I'll go down and explore first." Uncle Sui cautiously stretched out his foot and stepped on the stairs, and then poked down alone with the lamp in his hand. So Mu Sheng stayed at the entrance of the cave and watched the light gradually disappear into the cave.

Gradually, a vague fog swirled around here, and there was a feeling of being lost, at this time, Sui Musheng, when the ghost was crying in his ears, the ghost fog was haunted, and he was so frightened that he trembled all around, and frequently turned his eyes sideways, looking around vigilantly.

"Ahh

"Dad!" Sui Musheng shouted, I don't know where the strength came from, and I couldn't help but carry Uncle Sui and trot all the way. Running in the direction of the Temple of Suffering.