In the quiet of the night, it seems that the temperature has dropped a few degrees more, and it has become extremely cold.

Liu Fangping was about to step forward to check, but Liu Fangliang stopped him.

"Big brother, let me come, you can't take any more risks."

Liu Fangping wanted to reprimand, but seeing the fortitude on Liu Fangliang's face, he knew that his younger brother had grown up and could take charge on his own, so he couldn't always hide behind his back, sighed, handed the shovel into his hand, and reminded him in a low voice: "Be careful!" ”

Liu Fangliang stepped forward cautiously with a gloomy face, first squatted down by the coffin, stood up suddenly, shouted, and immediately smashed the shovel down, for some reason, Liu Fangliang actually stopped this move abruptly, staring at the coffin strangely, his eyes gradually softened.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? Say a word! Is it evil? Liu Fangping was taken aback, could it be that he was obsessed with ghosts?

"Tru...... ......"

At this moment, there was a sinister laugh from the bronze coffin, and then a black, purple, withered, red-haired hand stretched out from the corner of the coffin.

This arm is lightning fast. With a click, the coffin broke out, and before Liu Fangliang could react, he grabbed his neck.

At this time, Liu Fangliang seemed to have lost his soul, without a struggle, and let the strange hand drag him into the bronze coffin.

Liu Fangping stood in place and watched this scene blankly, until his younger brother was dragged into the coffin, and then he reacted.

When he saw such a strange scene, where did he dare to find the "thing" in the bronze coffin desperately, he immediately pulled out his legs and ran, panting all the way down the mountain, and came to my grandfather's house non-stop, begging my grandfather to take action and go into the mountain to save his hard-working brother.

In this regard, my grandfather remained silent, turned his head and looked at me, who was only sixteen years old at the time, and said to me, "Grandson, come with me tomorrow!" ”

At that time, I didn't understand my grandfather's good intentions, and I didn't understand until today that he knew that his time was running out, and he was afraid that the craft of raising corpse bells would be broken in his hands, so he insisted on pulling me out to practice with him, so that I could increase my experience, gain something, and learn things as soon as possible.

Grandpa has been a corpse chaser for half his life, and when he reaches the age of sixtieth birthday, he only wants to pass on his own skills, and my family is a single lineage, only one grandson like me, it can be said that since I was born, my grandfather has placed high hopes on me.

Grandpa has been depressed for most of his life, and he has the skill of slaying dragons, but he finds that there are no dragons to slaughter in this world! All these years of life in the village were too depressing for him, a man with an adventurous spirit in his bones, and he wanted to go out for a walk for a long time.

And this time, I should go out for a walk with his old man, I didn't think much about it at the time, but nodded ignorantly and agreed.

The next morning, while I was still in my dream, my grandfather woke me up and said he wanted to take me to meet two old friends.

I asked who my old friend was, and he smiled and said nothing, and led me to the town thirty miles away. Then he came to a deep courtyard and walked in.

After entering, I was shocked to see the layout of this courtyard, but I saw that there were large and small coffins parked everywhere in the courtyard.

Most of these coffins have not yet had time to be painted. In the lobby of the inner room, an old man and a young man sat on top of the coffin.

The old man was dark-skinned and strong, and if he had not had gray hair, he thought he was a forty-five-year-old man, who was sitting on a coffin and smoking a cigarette pouch leisurely, and as for the young man, he was about the same age as me, and he was a little fat, and he was sleeping on a coffin!

I looked a little familiar, but the light in the lobby was a little dim, and I didn't recognize it at first glance.

"Old man, don't come unharmed!" Grandpa laughed out loud, and was not polite, and led me through the group of coffins in the courtyard into the lobby, and came to sit down in front of the young and old.

The young man shouted to me, "Commander Liu, what kind of wind blew your kid here?" ”

I came back to my senses and was excited for a long time without saying a word. The young man in front of me turned out to be my classmate in elementary school, named Wang Daji, because he was a little obese, so I often called him Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi's grandfather's name is Wang Yuanshan, my grandfather's sworn brother when he was young, he is proficient in Tianxing Feng Shui, especially the dragon search point, and his means are several times higher than my grandfather.

My grandfather and this Wang Yuanshan often have dealings, I once heard my grandfather say, when Wang Yuanshan was young, what he did was digging graves and digging graves, and he haunted the deep mountains and rivers all the year round.

But later, one time, in a Yuan Dynasty tomb in Xiangxi, a thousand-year-old zombie king almost lost his life, fortunately, my grandfather drove the corpse by at night and helped out, so he escaped.

Since then, Wang Yuanshan has also extinguished the idea of continuing to fight, and my grandfather is neighbors, hidden in the countryside, married a wife and had children, started the carpenter's craft, made a living by selling coffins, and was never born again.

Our two families can be said to be close friends, Wang Yuanshan's grandson Fat Man and I are good buddies who have studied together since childhood and played big. After the summer vacation, we never contacted each other again, and this time we were excited to meet again after a long absence!

When I saw the fat man, I couldn't help but joke: "Commissar Wang, why are you kid sleeping on the coffin?" Are you going to learn carpentry from your grandfather? ”

The fat man laughed, and after laughing, he told me that it was too hot in the summer, or it was cool to stay in the coffin.

The fat man is like this, since he was a child, he belongs to the big nerves, and he belongs to the character of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

Talking about it, grandpa introduced us to the topic, and slowly told us a legend about Liu An, the ancestor of our Liujia Village, the king of Huainan.

The story starts from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, during the Shang period, due to the lack of Tao of the King of Zhou, Ji Fa, the king of Zhou Wu, was ready to do the way for the heavens and crusade against the king of Zhou, suffering from his own lack of strength, so he sent Jiang Ziya as a messenger to go to West Kunlun to ask the Queen Mother of the West, and finally the Queen Mother of the West promised to lend Ji Fa a demon soldier, and it was relying on this demon soldier that he was finally able to defeat Shang in the battle of Muye to unify the world.

According to folklore, the West Queen Mother is a mysterious people, the West Queen Mother family comes from the depths of the Himalayas, and was also known as West Kunlun in ancient times.

They claim to be the descendants of God, born with a mysterious power, with a human face and a snake body, very different from human beings, and more importantly, the leader of the Western Queen Mother clan is also called the Queen of Heaven, known as immortality, since Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor before the human king Fuxi has existed in ancient times, lived for thousands of years, but there is no sign of aging.