Chapter Seventy-Seven: Death
Ah Jin looked at the palm of his hand and was stunned, obviously he couldn't believe what had just happened, but no matter who it was, that scene would definitely be like Ah Jin, it was simply too weird.
"Brother...... How can that woman be like a puddle of mud......"
The cylinder said and rowed the boat to Ah Jin's side, he would not be too far away from his sister.
I, on the other hand, was still immersed in what I had just done.
Chen Donghan, who was lying on the boat, began to struggle and roll, whimpering and crying, I hurriedly went up to hold his shoulder, but found that his pain at the moment did not seem to come from physical pain, but heartache.
The kind of appearance that can move onlookers is like a gray hair sending green silk, and it seems like the family was killed overnight.
"Teacher Chen, how are you..."
At this moment, my emotions were actually lost by him, and the pain of my grandfather and grandmother when they passed away seemed to be infinitely magnified in my heart.
Chen Donghan's throat seemed to be unable to catch a mouthful, his face was full of wrinkled old tears, he clenched his fist and hammered his chest one by one, as if that kind of heartache had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
After a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence, "Curse... It's a curse..."
Curse...
The snake dragon not far away drooped its head and stopped moving, and the flames on the head of the ghost man in the center of the lake were also mixed with the wail, and it was getting weaker and weaker little by little.
I simply sat next to Chen Donghan and gently stroked the old man's chest with my palm to help him smooth his breath.
At this moment, I had joys and sorrows with him.
"Young man, if you trace back to the source, the evil Gu technique and the Dao Gate spell should have been twins, but the former fell into a yin loss, but the latter returned to righteousness. However, anyone who is a curse, whether it is a curse or a curse, will not be able to escape the word "devouring" after all. ”
Chen Donghan sat up with difficulty, and sat with his back against the side of the ship, "I have also entered the Xuanmen, and then I embarked on the road of a scholar because of my curiosity and love for this Tao, but I also know that I can't avoid this backlash myself." ”
"Do you know that the little girl just now was originally my mother and my wife, she has been haunted for twenty years, and whenever my qi is weak, she will appear to kill me. Thirty years have passed, and there has never been an exception. ”
When Chen Donghan was forty years old, a pale girl followed him like a ghost.
Since then, the appearance of the old mother in the family has changed, and the appearance of the wife in the boudoir has also changed.
Their faces were replaced by those of a smiling pale, thin girl......
But for many years, Chen Donghan has been hiding this matter.
Chen Donghan said that once he was sick in bed, and the amiable old mother, who was originally cooking porridge for her son in the kitchen, picked up a sharp knife and approached step by step with that miserable white and smiling face.
Chen Donghan suddenly woke up from his dream, but saw that the tip of the knife stopped in front of him......
Another year, Chen Donghan got together with his old friends, and after returning home drunk, he fell into bed, and when he woke up the next day, he found that the bed had been stained with blood, and his shoulder was missing a piece of flesh.
And the wife next to him woke up with a mouth full of blood.
More than ten years ago, he came to Hongshagang, Gansu Province, but it happened that a mudslide broke out on a mountain outside the village, and Chen Donghan, who was hiding in the village, heard from the villagers that a large jar was washed out of the mountain.
After the disaster subsided, everyone rushed to the foot of the mountain, only to find a square hollow in the mountain.
There are stone carved seats and benches in the hollow, and there is even a stone slab painting carved on the wall, the content of the painting has long been washed over the years and the original appearance is no longer visible, but this "small room" like an ordinary family has aroused Chen Donghan's curiosity.
Several villagers accompanied Chen Donghan into the room, and they found that everything here was carved in stone, in addition to the stone paintings of tables, chairs, benches, and even collapsed cabinets, Buddhist shrines, stone Buddhas, shelves, and even the bottles and cans "antiques" that had been placed on the shelves before, all of which were extremely vivid and realistic.
Looking back at the jar as tall as the person's legs, the big guy's curiosity couldn't be suppressed.
In the end, with the approval of the village chief, the villagers smashed open the jar with a hammer, but a person rolled out of it, a lifelike girl who seemed to be asleep, but that face directly made Chen Donghan collapse on the spot.
Because that was the face that hunted him for decades, how could he forget......
After that, they burned the girl's body, and Chen Donghan thought that the nightmare that had haunted him for so long should be over.
To this day, he is completely hopeless.
After listening to the story, I fell into deep thought.
I'm not thinking about Chen Donghan, nor looking at the sky, but myself.
What I have experienced during this period of time is not a curse, I have experienced danger and seen life and death, but it is better luck, the latter has not yet befallen me, but I have no regrets.
Because of my second sister.
Regardless of whether I went up to Cunzi Mountain or not, and whether I dug up that weird desolate grave, my second sister was also sick.
It is precisely because I did not listen to my grandmother's admonition that I can find the legendary soft gold spine for my second sister faster, and it can be said that my original impulse is likely to prolong the life of my second sister in a sense.
Grandma has protected us all our lives, but she still didn't expect her granddaughter to do this, and she didn't expect me to walk into the sinister door of the curse.
"Teacher Chen, I won't hide it from you now. My name is Wu Yan, and I am the second-generation descendant of the six evil ways and spells, and what I do is the business of summoning evil spirits and descending spells. This time I came here to find the phoenix vertebrae in your mouth to treat my sister's illness. ”
Chen Donghan's serious shock flashed for a moment, and then he sat on the boat and waved at me, "Then I have to call you junior brother." ”
"Huh?" I was stupid.
Why is there another junior brother?
This old man is also a member of the Six Evil Ways?
It's impossible, as of the moment I just watched the Tianxia Lake, I have seen all the second-generation descendants of the six evil ways!
"Teacher Chen, if you say that, I'll be confused, you are also a member of the Six Evil Paths?"
Chen Donghan nodded, "I'm ashamed to say that when I was young, I was fortunate enough to be assigned by a master, and my master should have been"
That's not all there is to say yet! Chen Donghan's face was stunned!
He looked straight at Ah Jin on the side!
In the next second, Ah Jin rounded the wooden board in his hand and smashed it on the top of Chen Donghan's head with a "bang"!
Immediately after Ah Jin raised his foot and kicked it, Chen Donghan's body fell directly into the lake and slowly drifted away.