My name is Zhang Chulan, and I am an ordinary college student in Z City. In the morning, I received a call from Officer Song in Cunli, and my father's illegitimate daughter returned to her hometown to offer incense to her grandfather.

The old thing has disappeared for more than ten years, and there is no letter, and now a sister suddenly pops up, and I am confused.

When I returned to the village, I heard from Officer Song that my sister Feng Baobao went out as soon as it was dark. Today is Grandpa's Day, and as a grandson, it is natural to give incense to Grandpa.

But when I came to the cemetery, a madwoman dressed very sloppily with a shovel dug up all the graves in their village.

For the sake of safety, I didn't leave, but secretly hid to watch this woman dig the grave, and for some reason I was still a little excited in my heart.

……

"That's it, didn't run? There was a voice in the grave, what was going on? ”

Feng Baobao squatted in front of this small tombless tomb, holding his chin with a question mark on his face.

She had dug eight hundred, if not a thousand, of graves, and for the first time there had been a sound in the grave.

However, for Feng Baobao, who can do it and never do it, it is still too troublesome to think about something.

Simply lifted the shovel in his hand and shoveled, and the mud and debris flew and danced under the night sky.

In about a quarter of an hour, a gray coffin with a quaint shape appeared in front of me.

The surface of the coffin was bound by thick chains, like a vicious python.

There are also many yellow talismans with unknown symbols, densely packed.

This is simply the handiwork of sealing a certain evil thing!

Ordinary people may be frightened when they see this scene, and they run away directly, where do they dare to stay?

But is Feng Baobao an ordinary person? She tilted her head and looked at it carefully.

In the end, a shovel simply broke the chains on the surface of the coffin, and those yellow talismans were directly torn by hand.

"Click!"

The black, thick chains were broken by the shovel and shattered into pieces and fell off the smooth surface of the coffin's roof, emitting a "squeaking" sound, which was extremely harsh in the silence and cold night.

Feng Baobao seemed to sense something, and a backflip left the black coffin, and she felt a danger.

The coffin was sealed, but at this time it moved on its own.

The lid of the coffin moved slowly downward, as if lifted by an invisible force.

The sound of "squeak, squeak" is like grinding teeth, and it can't help but make people's scalp tingle.

Feng Baobao didn't show the mood of fear, or did she not know what fear was at all?

But someone who is hiding in the dark may be scared to pee, but he won't leave.

Because it was night, even though the black coffin showed a big gap, from the outside, it still looked like a dark abyss, endless.

Imperceptibly, a glittering dagger fell out of Feng Baobao's wide cuffs.

The coffin lid moved to a certain position and did not move, first there was a short silence of two or three seconds, and then a snow-white jade palm was exposed to the dark night, gently rubbing against the coffin wall, knocking?

Why is it as white as jade? More precisely, it's not the palm, but the skeleton of the hand?

"Boom!"

In the next second, the entire coffin exploded, splinters of wood flew and were thrown everywhere, and an extremely arrogant voice resounded all around.

"Quack... I'm finally out of trouble... Hahaha..."

After regaining consciousness and being trapped for a long time, Xu Yi's depressed mood was swept away. The dark, damp, rotten, moldy solid wood box really didn't want to stay for a moment.

Taking a breath of fresh air from the outside world, I feel that my whole soul seems to have sublimated a lot.

"Hey, why are you piling up bones? Can you still talk? ”

A cold Sichuan dialect came faintly from behind.

Xu Yi looked back, and under the bright night light, on the high arched mound, a clear figure remained.

The long black and silky hair is flowing, a pair of indifferent and pure eyes are rare in the world, a raunchy dress looks bohemian, and a sharp shovel stained with mud!

Why does the combination of all these characteristics feel familiar?

"Feng Baobao?" Xu Yi said subconsciously.

"What? Do you know me? Feng Baobao's face was thoughtful.

"Don't recognize?"

Xu Yi turned his head and left, this goods is a creditor, if he finds out his identity, he will not bury himself.

"Don't go!" Feng Baobao shouted.

"Why?" Xu Yi asked.

"Xu Si said, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a fine, so I want to bury you!" Feng Baobao said.

"Becoming a fine? Are you a good man? I'm human, upright, okay? Xu Yi felt that this girl's brain circuit was strange.

"People? Just a bunch of bones? ”

Feng Baobao's eyes were indifferent, she stood on a high mound of earth and jumped down, the shovel in her hand went straight above her head, and it was a shovel against Xu Yi's head.

Faced with this sudden move, Xu Yi subconsciously dodged, but he suddenly froze.

By the bright moonlight, by the smooth surface of the shovel!

Under that bright night, that snow-white... Skeletons with flaming flaming chests stood there with teeth and claws.

Zooming in a little closer, Xu Yi found that the skeleton was actually doing the same movements as himself.

"Oh my God, this seat has actually become a skeleton, and this seat is a wise person!" Xu Yi let out a sad sigh.

"Bell!"

Feng Baobao's shovel smashed down, emitting a deafening sound of metal impact, the iron shovel bent a piece, and the wooden handle handle was directly broken.

"System, you explain explain? Is this my body? How do you turn me into a skeleton? Xu Yi roared in his heart.

"Host, this is indeed your body, but not now, but a body intercepted in an unknown time and space under unnamed rules.

And please pay attention to the host, because of the ongoing effects of the unnameable rule.

In fact, the host did not enter this world at this moment, but existed long before 1944, eighty years before the timeline of this world. "The system threw out another explosive message.

"What do you mean? Didn't I just regain consciousness? ”

Xu Yi asked, how could he have already traveled to the Advent Eighty years ago.

At that time, the world was still in the Republic of China period, and more importantly, there was no memory at all.

"Host, this is the magic of the unnameable rule, seemingly unrelated, seemingly impossible... But that's how magical this rule is. The system said.

"Hey, you explain the system."

Xu Yi hurriedly asked, but unfortunately this unscrupulous system has been hidden and no longer answers.

"The shovel is broken, your head is so hard!"

Feng Baobao looked at his shovel and muttered, his calm eyes did not fluctuate at all, and as he spoke, he took out a bigger and harder shovel and aimed it at Xu Yi, ready to do it again.

"Hey, Feng Baobao, if you want to know the past, don't do it." Under various unfavorable circumstances, Xu Yi could only resort to the Dafa of deception again at this time.

Sure enough, Feng Baobao's eyes flashed a trace of confusion, and he froze, holding the pitch-black subway shovel motionless.

"Yikes... Zombies... What the hell..."

Suddenly, the decimal forest. A young man in light blue shorts, a white-washed T-shirt on his upper body, and a handful of long hair on the back of his head rushed out.