The moss on the tombstone seems to be thicker than when I came before, and this place is not dark and damp at all, but it is still technically an outlet.

I really don't understand how all these mosses grow.

Rubbing my hands, I picked up the stone and started scraping, although the moss was very thick, it was not as firm as I thought.

A scrape and a pry are a large piece of it falling down.

After only a few scratches, the first two words on the tombstone were revealed, and at the same time, my heart was also chuckled.

【Sea of Flowers】

Sure enough, it was exactly what I had guessed... The first two words are really a sea of flowers...

I forced the cranky thoughts in my head, and continued to scrape down, and after a few more scrapes, the moss on the lower half of the tombstone fell off in one fell swoop.

So the four big characters of [Tomb of the Sea of Flowers] appeared in front of my eyes.

"...... How could it be grandma's grave...... "I couldn't help but scream, which was incredible.

Grandma's grave is not here at all, and our ancestral grave is not here, how can there be a tombstone engraved with my grandma's name here!

Could it be a duplicate name?

It can't be so coincidental, even if it's the same name, how can you explain the jar buried underneath......

No matter how you think about it, this tomb must have something to do with my grandmother......

The tombstone puzzle that had puzzled me for so long was temporarily solved, but it left me with a much larger and more messy puzzle.

But that doesn't matter for now, all I have to do is dig out all the black and white jars under the grave and see what's inside.

Ten minutes later, three old mud-covered jars, one white and one black, were placed in front of my eyes.

I still remember what the former swordsman told me: open the white ones casually, and don't touch the black ones.

However, I had already made a plan in my heart before I went up the mountain, whether it was black or white, but now, I still hesitated.

A "Summoning Evil Spell" from a white jar has caused me so much trouble, and God knows what the hell is in these two black jars.

After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone and made a call to Zhong Yi.

I don't know why I called him, but among these six gates, if you want to say that you are reliable and stable, in fact, it can only be him.

The phone rang for a while and it connected.

Zhong Yi should be sleeping, and his voice was a little low and lazy.

"How are you, I haven't heard from you lately."

Hearing this, my heart warmed, "It's okay, I went out with a friend." Now I have something I want to tell you, I want you to give me an idea, okay? ”

"Of course, let's say it."

I took a deep breath, organized my language a little, and said, "That's right, my grandmother buried four jars somewhere before her death, and one of them contained the "Summoning Evil Spell", that is, the hemp rope that my grandfather used to write the mantra, and I learned all my skills from this. But in addition to this, there are three jars, one white and two black, and someone once told me not to open the black jar, so I am very hesitant to open it now. ”

"Don't!"

I thought Zhong Yi would think about it, but I didn't expect him to give his own suggestion very decisively.

When he said this, I was even more shaken.

"Did you summon evil spirits out of a white jar? ”

"Yes."

"Then you must not open the black altar, you yourself know how evil our door is. Don't be fooled by curiosity, your grandmother is so capable, it's hard to tell what is in the black jar. If you want me to say, you'd better not open the white jar at all, you have to think about it for your family. ”

I have to say that Zhong Yi's words are so convincing, as soon as I mention my family, I think of the scene not long ago when I was lying in a coffin, and everyone gathered around me to "pay respects" and "mourn".

If there is anything in the white jar that can get me into trouble, then my life may be a real mess.

"Okay, Brother Zhongyi, I'll listen to you. I don't touch the black jar, but I still want to open the white jar, because if it contains something that my grandmother used when she was alive, it can be regarded as an emotional sustenance for me. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then Zhong Yi sighed again before he said firmly: "Okay, but you must be careful!" ”

After a few more conversations, I hung up.

The first thing I did after hanging up the phone was to bury the two black jars in them again, and shoot the earth solidly, lest I be tempted to smash them all apart for a while.

Now there was only a white jar left in front of me, and as I had done the first time, I had picked it up and shook it before opening it.

The voice inside was muffled, similar to the one that summoned evil spirits.

So I directly ripped off the hemp rope, untied the seal, took the phone and took a photo inside, and hell, there was actually a hemp rope inside.

"This summoning evil spell is still divided into two volumes?!"

It's not like I've been learning for so long and it's just a half-baked thing.,No wonder I always feel that I'm weak and not weak.,It's not too powerful.,I've been doing it for a long time.,This martial arts cheats book is a remnant.。

I reached out and pulled out the jar, trying to pull the hemp rope out.

Just when my fingertips just touched the hemp rope, suddenly the back of my hand hurt, and I subconsciously pulled my hand out with an "ouch".

And on the back of my hand, there was a leech the size of a thumb, and its mouth had already bitten hard into my flesh.

At this moment, there was a roar in the sky, and then a whirlwind black shadow swept over the back of my hand, and then I found that the black leech on the back of my hand was gone, leaving only a small wound still bubbling with blood.

Looking up, Xiao Hei had already flown into the mountain, and he was out of sight for a moment.

...... Xiao Hei ate that big leech?

It all happened so fast that I didn't know what to do when I looked at the back of my hand, the wound wasn't painful or itchy, I didn't know if the black leech was poisonous, and I didn't know if the little black would die.

I gently wiped the blood off the back of my hand and noticed that there was a somewhat cloudy layer of hoarfrost on the wound.

Based on my daily experience and common sense, this should be infected.

I put the hemp rope in the backpack I had prepared in advance and rushed home, I remember that my grandmother's house seemed to have a drawer full of daily medicines, there should be antibiotics in it, I had to eat a little first.

Running all the way home, I opened the cabinet and started rummaging, who knew that I had searched almost all the house and found no medicine.

It is estimated that the aunt has packed up all these things and brought them to her own home in the county, which is uninhabited all year round, and it is a waste here, and it is a pity that it expires.

No way, I know to go to the village clinic.

But as soon as the front foot was sold, I felt a strong dizziness, accompanied by a burst of fever.

As soon as my feet went soft, I sat down on the stairs outside the door, and fell asleep with my arms on my pillow.