He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but this time he saw something different. Ancient tombs, especially large tombs, to put it mildly, are like his neighbors, and the number of visits to the sea has increased.

He saw a well-hidden mezzanine, the only stove in the house. This is mostly a bamboo and wood structure house, and when the stove was built, the need for fire prevention was taken into account, and a double layer of bricks was built underneath, one layer of mud and the other layer of earth bricks, so as to ensure that the heat is slowly transmitted to the floor underneath.

And the white fat man found that there was a brick next to the stove that was not strong and had traces of loosening. It seemed like a good place to hide something, and when he went down to the grave, he had seen more hidden mechanisms, which were nothing.

Gently removing the adobe brick, inside was a dark green wooden box. The firewood in the stove was still burning slowly, and the fat white man was very close to the flame because he had to remove the adobe bricks, and he could feel the scorching heat, and the heat made him sweat profusely.

He took the time to glance at the old woman, who was weaving her own cloth by herself, which saved the white fat man a lot of trouble. If the old woman found out about his actions, he would have to kill people and destroy the corpses, and when the old woman's son returned, he would cut down the grass and roots, and break the bones and scatter ashes.

He had not forgotten the experience of the coachman, and the coachman's son should have a similar ability, but he did not believe in this evil. As long as you catch people and throw them into the fire to burn them to ashes, they are zombie monsters in the Eagle Country, and they only have to rest their dishes.

This wooden box is very peculiar, it is cold to the inside, and there is a burning firewood next to it, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on it. The wooden box was a little heavy in the hand, and the white fat man weighed it, which was about twice the weight of the normal wooden box.

He thought that the wooden box was painted, but when he held it in his hand, he realized that the box was black and shiny, but it was not painted on it. If he read it right, it should be a gloomy piece of ebony.

Gloomy woods are very common on the market, but those are masculine materials, which are precious but can also be found. Gloomy ebony is a little different from gloomy wood, it belongs to the yin material, although it is the same as the gloomy wood, it is made of flowing water without rotting, but the place where it is bred is the mausoleum of the dead, and it is a mausoleum that must have a waterway, in the process of formation, it is impregnated by thousands of years of corpse gas, so it belongs to the yin material. One of the great things about it is that it can maintain a constant low temperature.

Just like the fat white man sees now, it is cold and cold by the fire.

The wooden box was not locked, and it seemed that there were still things inside. The white fat man put away the wooden box and restored the adobe bricks to their original state.

He was not stupid enough to open the box near the old woman, and the stove had been restored to its original state, and it was impossible to tell that anyone had moved it.

The white fat man deliberately walked up to the old woman and said loudly: "Old man, where is the latrine?" ”

The old woman paused for a moment and said, "Just find a place where no one is to go to the toilet, the people in the mountains and fields are not so particular." ”

"Okay, thank you." The white fat man said at a faster pace, as if he was really upsetting his stomach.

He deliberately ran out of the door in the house, and then quietly returned to his room with his feet on his feet. The old woman didn't say a word, and didn't notice the white fat man's movements at all.

The white fat man's footsteps were very light, and he carefully held the wooden box in his hand. Gloomy ebony is a sought-after item in the ghost market, and a gram of gloomy ebony can be snatched to the point of bleeding. Such a large piece of gloomy ebony wood contained the key they were looking for.

He licked his lips a little excitedly, the so-called stepping through the end of the world is nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort to get it.

The white fat man sat down in front of Biao Ye, and Biao Ye was also a little curious about the wooden box that the white fat man went out to find.

The palms of his hands seemed to be sweating, and the white fat man didn't know whether he was nervous or happy, so he slowly opened the wooden box. Biao Ye swept the peripheral light of his eyes, leaving the chair with his buttocks without a trace, and as long as he felt that something was wrong, he would leave the room immediately with Wei Fang.

Although the white fat man was happy, he was not so careless that he was blind. The people in this room, in terms of selfishness, how can anyone compare to his white fat man?

Nothing happened the moment the wooden box was opened—only the lid of the wooden box trembled on the table until it subsided—and the white fat man's heart stopped

The box contained two wooden plaques and a yellowed piece of paper.

The white fat man took out all the things and unwillingly went to inspect the inside of the wooden box. He suspected that there was some other mechanism in the wooden box, and there were some important things hidden, but unfortunately he found nothing.

He could only pin his hopes on these two mediocre wooden plaques and a piece of torn paper.

The front of the wooden plaque is made of the unique text of the Xi Dynasty - the Gongti character seal is engraved, and the front is intimately smeared with bright red cinnabar, and the white fat man can roughly understand the text on it.

…… Deceased Husband...... Zhao Hu...... The Dead Son...... Zhao Peng......

The white fat man's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the water, and this wooden box was hidden in the house, which should be the owner's belongings. The coachman and his son, the white fat man and Biao Ye have all met. These two wooden plaques should belong to the old woman who weaves cloth in the hall, and the white fat man has met with Biao Ye and her husband and son. In this way, the coachman and the middle-aged man are already dead, but they are still alive and kicking around outside, how can they not be surprised?

Biao Ye looked at the white fat man's expression coldly, although he couldn't understand the words of the two wooden cards, he could see that things were not good. The white fat man is also an old man, and he can't be so easy to scare him, and the things he encounters must be tricky.

Biao Ye also felt a little nervous.

The white fat man didn't speak, took out a notebook and paper, and wrote with a brush.

White Fat Man: The coachman and his son are already dead, and the wooden plaque in the box is their spirit card.

Biao Ye's brows jumped, he didn't expect to get such an answer.

The white fat man has his own concerns.

White Fat Man: You said the old woman outside, will it ......

Biao Ye: We will stand still, wait and see what happens, find that they are unchanged, and then kill them all.

Biao Ye made a motion to wipe his neck, and the white fat man had no doubt that Biao Ye would do what he said.

There was still a piece of paper that he didn't look at, and the white fat man put the wooden card back in the box, and then took out the paper.

The paper tells a bizarre story, with some scribbled ink and some old dirt that obscures some of the text. But the white fat man can still translate the general content on the paper, and the first person is used on it.

My father, my mother, you must remember my next words. I'm sure I'm going to die on this trip, and you don't have to be sad about my death...... Death is just a new beginning...... When you see me again, remember what I said earlier. I have gone west, and you have seen only my body, and I will no longer belong to me. It is the underworld that occupies my flesh, and if you see me again, you will kill me at all costs. Once...... The world will be turned into purgatory, and the prosperity of the world will be reduced to nothing. Don't believe my words and deeds, it's a monster that has put on my skin, washing my flesh with flames and purifying the demons that have taken over my body. The world is about to be in turmoil, and the disaster of the ages is returning...... Jian'an City is about to be in chaos, find a place where no one is in trouble to avoid disaster, don't trust anyone other than yourself, they ...... On the day of the alignment of the nine stars, the heavenly demons are born at the right time, the foundation of ten thousand years is wiped out, and the sins of the immortal world will bring disaster to all living beings, only ......

(Ellipses represent untranslatable content)

The white fat man got some information from this piece of paper: first, the old woman's son was going on a long trip for some reason, and he had a premonition of his death, so he left this suicide note for his father; secondly, he knew that something would take possession of his body, reminded his parents to be wary of himself when he returned home, and ordered his parents to kill him; Eventually, a great calamity was about to occur, and even the capital of Jian'an Castle was not spared, and the owner of the letter instructed his parents to take refuge in the mountains and forests, and judging from his tone, he had little confidence in this measure.

What is particularly interesting is the sentence he left at the end of the letter, if his idea is correct, what is hidden behind is the only way to save from this disaster. What makes the white fat man even more puzzling is why the son of a rural hunter family knows such important information? His true identity is probably much more than what he has seen.

Unconsciously, the white fat man became more and more integrated into this environment.

He told Biao Ye the content of the letter and his own analysis, 1510. After listening to it, Biao Ye was silent for a long time, if what the letter said was true, there would be no place that would be truly safe.

The white fat man cursed in a low voice: "Crazy, crazy, everything is crazy, in the history books of the Xi Dynasty, there is no pen and ink, about these strange and chaotic things, all of a sudden we caught up." ”

The old woman weaving in the hall may not have been as simple as it seems, he thought, the gloomy ebony box had been opened, and the two wooden signs were added later. And the person who did this knew a little thought that it was the old woman who was muddy and weaving cloth like a programme.

There are two spirit tablets in the wooden box, which means that the couple did not follow the letter after reading it. did not kill the "son" who returned home at the first time, and the father was attacked and killed by his son. After that, the father and son, who were already dead, were resurrected for some reason.

The white fat man began to admire the courage of the blind old woman, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains and leaning towards the tigers. Knowing that her husband and son were transferred, she still pretended to be safe and lived with them. But this is just a dangerous speculation on the part of the fat white man, the old woman's eyesight and ear are not good, and perhaps she does not know that her son and husband have been transferred.

Biao Ye's vigilance was raised to an unprecedented level, and he almost proposed that the white fat man take Wei Flail and leave this dangerous place. Night has been a refuge for all human fears since ancient times, and the next ghost to fall in the night may be one of the three of them.