After speaking, Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly looked at me a little puzzled, "You really don't know?" Didn't your second uncle tell you anything? ”

"Huh? My second uncle? Tell me what? ”

I suddenly felt that Qin Feng had something in his words, as if I wanted to say something, but I swallowed it back.

After waiting for a while, Qin Feng said lightly: "You should have seen those corpses, those are the funeral procession of the Song family, but after coming in, I met the ghost head, so finally..."

The Song family that Qin Feng said was also one of the thirteen families of Hanlong, and the Song family had a strong background back then, and belonged to the top five families in the middle of the thirteen gates. Moreover, Song Shitang, the old lady of the Song family, can be called the big scoop in Henan, and has a very good relationship with my grandfather, and the Jiang and Song families can be regarded as a family.

But forty years ago, the Song family suddenly fell overnight, and no one knew why. The Song family's dozens of halls in various places suddenly collapsed, and even the ancestral house was bought or robbed by other families. Since then, there is only one name left in the Song family, but as for the people of the Song family, they basically died in that accident, and even the only remaining foreign families have emigrated abroad.

At that time, there were all kinds of rumors on the road, especially inside the Thirteen Gates, which was a reshuffle. Because the various factions of the thirteen sects were criss-crossed, the Song family fell, implicating the other sects. This turmoil lasted for more than ten years, and it slowly calmed down after the second uncle's generation gradually debuted.

"You mean, the people of the Song family came here back then? And their decline ....."

Qin Feng sighed, "There are things that we can only do, and there is no why." If Song Shitang could take a step back then, maybe things would not be so complicated later. ”

I don't know what Qin Feng meant, but I feel that there is some kind of connection between this incident and the decline of the Song family, and it is also possible that after this incident, to a certain extent, it directly led to the decline of the Song family.

"Could it be that they also came here to steal and fight, and they all died here? But this doesn't make sense, as a big family like the Song family, even if dozens of people die, it is unlikely that there will be such a big change, and those direct families in power will definitely not come. ”

Qin Feng slashed his wrist with a dagger, clenched his fist and squeezed it, and black blood flowed out of the cut hole. "There are some things that we can't get rid of, even if it is the famous thirteen doors on the rivers and lakes, in the eyes of some people, it is just an ornament. If Song Shitang had been able to back down, he wouldn't have died in that hole. ”

"You mean, Song Shitang's body is in that hole?"

"Not only Song Shitang, but also the heads of the thirteen families back then, they were all there."

As soon as Qin Feng's words fell, my brain was like a thunderbolt, the heads of the thirteen sects were all there, and Song Shitang was the same generation as my grandfather, so ..... That is to say..... My grandfather.... He was literally in that coffin.

My whole body began to tremble, and an unprecedented fear made me can't help but look at Qin Feng, "You mean.... The coffins are the... It's the head of the thirteen doors back then, that... And what about them...... That's what you said..... Coffin bearer? ”

"You're right, they're the coffin bearers."

After I saw the corpse that was the same as my grandfather, there was always a fluke, and I always hoped that it was fake, but when I heard Qin Feng's words at this time, I hung my heart and twitched tightly, as if I had let it go, and it seemed to have been pumped even tighter.

Qin Feng and I didn't speak anymore, my hands trembled and I touched the cigarette in my pocket, but after pulling it out a few times, I couldn't untie the clip on my backpack. Suddenly I was tapped on the shoulder, handed over a cigarette that had been lit, I looked back, it turned out to be the fat man, he had woken up, but his face was very pale, I took the cigarette and smiled at him gratefully.

I took the cigarette tremblingly, put it in my mouth and inhaled it vigorously, until the whole cigarette was finished, my hands were still shaking, and I was so confused that I didn't know what was going on in my heart, but I seemed to remember everything that had happened.

Qin Feng and the fat man didn't speak, and another cigarette was stuffed into my mouth, I didn't look at who it was, I lowered my head and smoked silently. Just like this, one after another, until the fifth cigarette was finished, I raised my head and asked Qin Feng in a hoarse voice, "Carry the coffin, who is carrying the coffin?" ”

Who is it that has such a great ability to make the head of the Thirteen Sects who was dominant at that time willingly be buried as a companion after death, or not willingly, but ordered.

"It's him, a man who can't be spoken."

I smiled wryly, "I can't say, then why are you in the coffin?" Are you also a coffin bearer? ”

Qin Feng whispered, "I'm just going to get one thing." ”

Qin Feng paused for a few seconds after speaking, and then said: "Everything here is to protect him, and the reason why I chose this place is because of a secret. ”

"Is it also a secret that can't be told?"

"Song Shitang died here because he knew this secret, if you found it yourself, it would be fine, but if someone else told you, then he would know, and we would all be erased."

It's him again, and there's been a shadow of him from the beginning of it all, but I don't know who he is, what he's doing here, what's going on here.

"That.... You can always talk about the ghost head. ”

Qin Feng nodded, "This thing was passed down from Miao Jiang, as for the specifics, I don't know too much, but this thing is very difficult to deal with, back then, Song Shitang used the blood of the corpse boy to attract the ghost head, so he buried it in the human corpse coffin." ”

The fat man and I glanced at each other, knowing that this was our fault, and he was embarrassed to say anything more, the fat man was afraid that Qin Feng would ask, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "Then what's the use of this thing here?" ”

"Guarding the Tomb."

"Whose tomb?"

"His."

The fat man was speechless for a moment, and then turned his head to look at me, "What about the iceberg yin fetus?" ”

"It's not a negative tire, it's the tire gas here. This kind of ghost head must survive in this fetal gas, in order to deal with the ghost head, more than 100 people died in the Song family, and those black shadows on the wall are the corpses of those people. ”

"Huh? Corpse? But what we just encountered was a black mist, how could it be a corpse, could it be that the Song family is all women? ”

I didn't understand the fat man's words, "Why are you involved with women again?" ”

The fat man gave me a blank look, "Hey, children don't understand, this woman is made of water, so when she dies, she will become fog." ”

"Go, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, if it's all like this, then do you dare to find your concubine? You're not afraid of getting wet the next day. Little brother, ignore him, you say. ”