The oldest man walking in front of me looked back at me, frowned, and asked, "What do you seem to know?" ”

But soon, his expression seemed to be relieved again, and the corners of his mouth curled up and said: "That's right, otherwise how could you find here, okay, don't ask so much first, just follow me, be careful." ”

I glanced at a few people next to me, and I didn't say much, they seemed to want to tell me something, but when the words came to my mouth, I seemed to be afraid of not continuing to talk about something, and after thinking about it, I still didn't ask more.

The dense jungle became thinner and thinner, and the trees began to grow thicker, and there were signs of felling trees all around, and then my feet stepped on the stone-paved steps, and slowly appeared in front of me, the quaint houses and buildings, like a small village.

"Zifeng! Who is he?! How could you bring outsiders back to the village! ”

There was a loud shout next to me, and a stout man about fifty years old appeared in front of me, his expression was very angry and puzzled.

"Uncle Yuanhe, this young man is very unusual, you see ......"

Saying that, the man named Zifeng grabbed my wrist and asked me to spread out my palm to show the middle-aged man in front of me, this middle-aged man's eyes suddenly changed from stern to cautious, and there was a trace of sorrow, I don't know why, I saw him frowning tightly, suddenly walked to my side, grabbed my hand and looked at it carefully, looked at me again, and asked:

"What's your name? What is your father's name? ”

I don't know why, I suddenly felt a little intimate with the person in front of me, and then replied: "I, Gao Ziyun, father, Gao Yuanyi"

"What!? Are you the son of Yuanyi? How is this possible, how could he have children? Is he crazy?! Wait......"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Zifeng, call Yuan Rang, Yuan Shu, Yuan Xiao, Yuan Li, Yuan Zhong, and Yuan Xin, and let Uncle Zhengming and Aunt Lin also come over, and as for the other Yuan and Zhengzi generations, they will inform this matter first." ”

"Yes, I'm going to call the elders."

Immediately after, he asked me to follow him, into a quaint courtyard, open the door, the furnishings in the house are very old, but very clean, a lot of furniture furnishings, I can see that there is a long time, and even some objects, at a glance is antiques, although I don't know very much, but for some bronzes this priceless treasure is still recognized, there is no need for people here to put up a simulation to decorate, it must be genuine.

He asked me to sit first, and soon, many people came in the room one after another, and there was a woman, who could see that she was over middle age, but she was very well maintained, like she was thirty or forty years old, and everyone else was almost middle-aged.

I thought to myself, if according to my father, this is my ancestral land, and my father's name has a yuan in it, then these people should be of the same generation as my father.

The last to walk in were two old men, who looked to be in their eighties, a man and a woman, all dressed very plainly, but the people around them respected them very much and gave up their seats.

When everyone's eyes were on me, the old man opened his mouth and said, "Don't be nervous, child, we are all your relatives, tell me, how did you come here, your father?" ”

The old man in front of me, the words were very kind, and there was a touch of kindness in his eyes, which made my heart feel very cordial, and I sincerely produced a sense of closeness, and looked around, these people seemed to be very concerned about my affairs, and said:

"My father passed away last year, and I came here according to my father's last words, the notes he found, and my mother's information."

When I said this, everyone around me was surprised, and then they all sighed, especially the middle-aged woman, whose expression was very sad.

"What about your mother?"

"Mother is gone this year, too."

When he said this, everyone was silent, and the grandmother next to the old man said even more embarrassedly: "Poor child, hey... Iniquity......"

"It's been more than 20 years, and he's not the first example, hey......"

"Pity this pair of mandarin ducks."

“......”

Everyone was very emotional, and then I told some of the things in my father's notes, because I felt that these people around me had no ill will towards me, on the contrary, they were very friendly, and this kindness came from the bottom of my heart, and I could feel it, so I didn't want to hide anything.

The old man also told me about the situation here, although I knew something before, but after all, I just went to see and listen, and it was only now that I really came here, walked into here, everything here seems to be so unreal, in modern society, in the era of scientific progress, there will be such a group of people guarding a mausoleum a few years ago, and they are also burdened with a terrible curse.

The old man's name is Zhang Zhengming, and the old woman on the side is surnamed Lin, I don't know what her name is, but they are all from my grandparents, and they are very kind, so I have a strong sense of kinship.

Zhang Zhengming looked at my palm, and everyone else followed suit, and then, everyone shook their heads, Zhang Zhengming frowned, sighed again, and said to me: "Child, you know...... How long will you live? ”

I didn't speak, stared into his eyes, saw that there was resentment in his eyes, and then listened to him continue: "At least three years, at most five years, such examples, for thousands of years, there are many, many and many cannot be changed. ”

"Poor child"

Grandma Lin on the side, after sighing, walked to my side, held my palm, shook her head, and sighed.

There was silence in the room for a long time, and in my mind, I kept recalling the words of my parents before they died, and that thought became more and more firm in my heart.

"Why... Why not change? ”

After hearing my words, everyone in the room didn't seem to be too surprised, but was very flat, Zhang Zhengming smiled bitterly:

"Change? How to change, you are still too young, you may not know much, thousands of years, how many ancestors, are changing, in the end, all ended up in a tragic death, tried all kinds of methods, but, the final result is the same. ”

That night, I was arranged to rest in a separate small room, Zhang Zhengming is currently the most senior here, and he is also the patriarch here, according to his meaning, if I continue to go out, I may not even live for three years, and if I settle here, I may be able to live longer.

The people here are all very kind and friendly to me, but looking at my eyes, it seems that they are all the kind of people who are about to die, and I smile bitterly in my heart, is it true that I will not live for a few years?

In fact, my heart is not afraid of death, but, I am not reconciled, my parents and relatives of the same clan here, will they continue to be the guardians of the tomb here for generations, and live in the shadow of that curse for the rest of their lives?

The room I live in is very simple, only a bed and a table, lying on the bed, in a daze, suddenly, my heart is firm again, and I straighten up suddenly, at this moment, if there is a mirror, I think, my face is hideous, terrifying, my teeth are clenched, I am unwilling, why?

Holding my hands tightly, I turned my head to look out the window, in the dark night, I couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, I put my hand into my backpack, and turned it to the bottom, there was a dark and narrow box, open the box, a black gold ancient knife lay there quietly.

The blade is not long, it is a short knife, this knife, was left to me by my mother, once, this knife was a birthday gift from my mother to my father, and now, in my hands, I don't know the origin of this knife, I only know, it is an antiquity that appeared in an ancient tomb.

Grabbing the scabbard, with a "Zheng" sound, the dark ancient knife, with a faint atmosphere, a sneer came out of the corner of my mouth, and I thought silently in my heart: "A person who has been dead for thousands of years still wants to control the fate of others, why do you?" ”

Turned over and got out of bed, I had already written down the location of the mausoleum that I had learned before, and took out a simple backpack from my backpack, which contained some food and drink, as well as some necessary tools, and walked out of the door directly, and no one came out to walk around at night in the village, only a few rooms were still filled with candlelight, because there was no electricity, and the people living here had adapted to it, and they basically slept earlier at night, and there were now more than 40 people in the village of the Shouling clan, and these people were all the people of the Shouling clan.

In the dark night, I walked briskly towards the location of the mausoleum, the road here is easier to walk, about half an hour, I saw, the quaint mountain gate, this mountain gate, it is said that it has been repaired many times, there is a candlelight in a small wooden house next to it, there are people living there all the year round, guarding this mausoleum for thousands of years.

But just as I was approaching the quaint gate, an old voice came out: "Who are you! ”

turned on the flashlight, spread out his palms, and said lightly to the gray-haired old man in front of him: "I want to enter the tomb." ”

"Into the grave?"

The old man looked at my palm, then at me, shook his head with a wry smile, and said to me, "Another little guy who doesn't believe in fate."

"Do you believe in your orders? Will you stay here for the rest of your life? ”

As I spoke, I walked towards the front, and the old man did not seem to stop me, but sighed, and turned back into the room, which surprised me a little.

But I didn't think about it, from what he said just now, I heard that here, it seems that many people have been in here before, and the purpose of going seems to be the same as mine, but it doesn't matter, anyway, I won't live for a few years, why not try it.