The old house of the Qin family.

In the spacious warehouse, all kinds of antiques are placed on the retro presentation shelves, and each thing has an anti-theft glass box to protect the bronze bottle tripod of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Buddha statue of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Tang Sancai, the Song Tian celadon vase, the Yuan blue and white porcelain bowl, the Ming Xuande furnace, and the Qing enamel color...... The whole nine yards.

Qin Mo walked in front of these precious and exquisite antiquities with a pestle, and each burglar-proof box was labeled with the name of the antiquity, the dynasty to which it belonged, the owner of the mausoleum, and the date of unearthing......

His old twig-like hand caressed the burglar-proof glass case, and his deep, sunken eyes were full of pleasing brilliance.

"Master, Mr. Momiji has arrived."

The butler's voice was transmitted through the external microphone into the receiver at Qin Moran's glasses arm, transforming into a voice that only Qin Moran could hear.

Qin Moran withdrew his hand and walked out of the warehouse, the heavy warehouse door opened and closed automatically, Qin Moran turned around, his eyes were aimed at the keyhole on the door, a burst of blue light swept his eyeballs, and then automatically locked.

Actually, the housekeeper is just outside the warehouse.

"He's coming alone," Qin Moran asked the housekeeper who came to pass the word as he walked.

"Yes, he's the only one"

"Where did you come from?"

"Songshan Shaolin."

In the low-key and luxurious retro hall, a middle-aged monk in an earthy robe and disc-sized sunglasses sits next to a tea drawer for guests.

The servant had just served tea and placed it on his right hand.

He stared blankly ahead, reached out and groped for the teacup, slowly tasted it, and put it back, but he didn't put it accurately, put the teacup on the edge of the tea drawer, and as soon as his hand left the cup, the cup immediately lost its center of gravity, fell to the ground, and made a crisp sound of "pop".

At the same time, there were slow footsteps coming from outside the living room.

Momiji's ears moved, and judging by the frequency, this person was old, medium to thin, and wearing a cane.

"Give Mr. a new cup of Longjing before the rain" Qin Moran is old, although his movements are slow, his speech is still full of energy, and he is very majestic.

Hongye turned his head to the source of the sound, got up, folded his hands, and bent down to Qin Moran to make a compilation of "Amitabha Buddha Qin Shizhu"

"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Momiji can understand the spirit of all things in the world without his eyes, and now it seems that he really lives up to his name."

Qin Moran sat opposite the red leaves, and the servants came up one after another to make fragrant tea.

"I don't know why the donor invited the poor monk to come" The new tea came up, and the red leaves asked before they drank it.

Qin Moran picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Mr. has traveled the world and is well-informed, but have you ever heard of ghosts possessed?"

"The donor laughed, the poor monk is a monk, and this ghost thing is in the hands of the Taoist, how can the poor monk know"

"Mr. Hongye is really interesting, your ancestor is Zhang Bin, a famous Taoist scholar of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, 1,500 years ago, he and the famous Buddhist monk Zhixuan were defeated in the debate organized by Emperor Wu of Zhou, your ancestors hated the monks, and they have been enemies with the monks for generations, but I don't know why your generation abandoned the Tao and followed the Buddha now"

Momiji's expression suddenly tensed.

"Sir, am I not wrong?"

Momiji took the teacup accurately this time and drank it all, then put down the teacup, "What are you asking for?" ”

Qin Moran motioned for all the servants to exit the living room and close the door.

"Ming people don't say secret words, presumably Mr. also knows what my family does."

"The donor wants to cure your son's strange disease, and it is suspected that it is possessed by resentful spirits," Momiji said bluntly.

"Yes, my fourth son has been gifted since he was a child, and he can accurately calculate the location of the tomb, but twenty-four years ago, he calculated the tomb of the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and after returning from the tomb, he fell seriously ill, and his temperament changed greatly after he recovered, although he obtained the ability that ordinary people could not have, but he has always prevented the development of our family's ancestral business, and he has done his own thing, and threatens me everywhere." Qin Moran asked questions one by one, "I suspect that my son has been controlled by that monster for many years. ”

"Northern Zhou Emperor Mausoleum" red leaves pinched their fingers and calculated, "Twenty-four years ago, that is, in 1993, it was the same year that the Northern Zhou Dynasty Xiaoling was excavated......"

Momiji opened his eyes suddenly, "What happened to you in the tomb back then?" ”

Qin Moran's memory went back to twenty-four years ago.

On the night of the summer solstice, when the anode is in full bloom and the cathode is declining, even if the moon is in the sky, there is not a single dark cloud, and the sky is clear.

There was no tall vegetation on the empty loess earth, only a thin layer of grass that could be gnawed by cattle and sheep, and the roots were no different in the moonlight.

A group of people who are active at night carry all kinds of simple tools, are agile and well-trained, and can still move freely at night without lights.

At the head of the line was a teenager no more than 1.12 meters tall, wearing an old white coat, a hairball hairstyle, and dark skin, whose eyes glowed golden at night if you looked closely.

"Hurry up, everyone, the tomb is a hundred meters ahead," he turned around, hooked his little hand and commanded the team behind him to tell them to follow, and his voice was milky.

"Little Four, are you sure?" There were a lot of questioning voices in the crowd, all of them rugged baritones.

"You'll find out if you try it!"

The little baby was questioned and dissatisfied, walked faster, and soon opened a distance of 100 meters from the team.

When he arrived at the prediction location, he took out a book called "Feng Shui Wonders" and opened it, and drew a five-element gossip diagram in the sand with his fingers.

When the team arrived, I saw him turning clockwise and counterclockwise in the middle of the gossip diagram, and he was still chanting words in his mouth.

Everyone should watch the joke and watch his "performance", but when he stopped, his face pointed directly to the northeast of the Bagua Array, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light shone directly, and he said "open" and walked three steps in the northeast direction, "Hole from here to get closer to the main tomb"

"Why should we believe you?" is still skeptical in the ranks.

At this time, Qin Moran, who was in the prime of life, stood up with a Luoyang shovel, "I believe in Xiaosi"

Then he used the Luoyang shovel to start hitting down where the boy was standing, making out the new soil underneath, smelling and tasting, and then determining that "it is indeed a good choice to dig a thief hole from here"

Then, everyone worked together to make a deep hole first, and then put in a special silent explosive to blow up the thief hole, and the thief hole became bigger. The people set up a rope rack at the entrance of the hole, tied the rope around their waists, and went down one after another, leaving only two sentry guards.

The little dolls were also taken down by Qin Mo without exception.

The tomb was dark and narrow, and children had to walk with their heads down, while adults had to walk on their knees or crawl on all fours.

Qin complained, "This tomb is not built in an ordinary humble way, but I am afraid that the owner of this tomb is very poor, and it is estimated that we will not be able to take out anything valuable when we go in."

Someone ridiculed, "Boss, do you have a daughter-in-law and son, and the money is not enough to spend"

"To tell the truth, since the reform and opening up, the current women are all on par with foreign countries, brand-name bags, clothes, cosmetics, even children's diapers and milk powder have to go abroad to buy, no matter whether these things are expensive or not, just the round-trip air tickets will cost tens of thousands of me, I dig a tomb, and dig out a little oil and water is not enough for their mother and mother to spend a month If they can't get it, they will not be scolded to death by their mother-in-law next month."

"Hey, when you say that, I don't dare to take the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family."

Qin Moran, who has always been serious, heard his eldest son's complaints, and roared, "You are all a family, can you be more ambitious and look at your cowardice, even the fourth child is not as good"

"Yes, yes, of course I'm not as good as your baby Xiaosi, he was born with a pair of golden pupils, can see the ghost and look at the feng shui to distinguish the tomb, it is for our ancestral industry and I, born, I haven't read a book, I don't know a single big word, I am in my twenties and just follow you"

Qin Moran stopped talking, and asked the child who walked in the front, "Little Four, how long is this tomb road?"

"Fifty-one meters... Fifty-one meters ......" The children's voice from the front produced a continuous echo in the tomb tunnel, making those who heard it can't help but feel a chill.

The further you go in, the harder it is to breathe.

The group took out the prepared oxygen bags to supply oxygen, but could no longer speak because they breathed through their mouths.

When they approached the tomb, a steady stream of cold air hit from the tomb, and the flashlight in their hands originally emitted an orange light, but the wind blew it, and the light turned green.

Suddenly, someone panicked, "What is this?" ”

"It may be some kind of poisonous gas, breathe the air in the oxygen bag, don't speak, so as not to inhale the poisonous gas into your body," Qin Mo ran continued to cover his mouth and nose with the oxygen bag after holding his breath.

Finally crawling from the tomb to the burial chamber, they could finally stand up.

However, at this time, the hand holding the flashlight felt that the skin was bitten by thousands of insects, and the pain was unbearable, and he could not hold the flashlight, and the flashlight fell from his hand to the ground, and the light turned orange again.

Qin Moran picked up the flashlight to check the burning skin on the back of his hand, it was actually broken, and there was black blood in the wound, as if something tiny was churning and surging in the black blood.

Qin Moran endured the pain, took out the ancestral bronze magnifying glass that he had carried with him for decades to observe, and saw a lot of green insects like corpse worms.

When I think about it, the green thing just now is a kind of microorganism that is so small that it cannot be seen with the naked eye, and the whole body is green, and a large number of them are gathered together, and when the light is illuminated, it turns green, and what seems to be orange light turns into green light.

Almost all of them had their skin cracked and black blood was coming out, and everyone was in a panic.

"Dad, what's wrong with us?" Qin Lin panicked when he saw his wound festering, and took off the oxygen mask and shouted, but he didn't know that this would suck a large number of insect eggs in the air into his body.

Qin Moran didn't dare to let go of the oxygen mask, and used gestures to prohibit sound, and Qin Lin didn't listen at all when he saw his wound festering, causing more and more eggs to be inhaled.

Qin Moran was already like ashes.

At this time, the little child who led the group disappeared.

The coffin placed in the center of the burial chamber is covered with dust, and there is a bright green light around the coffin, and under the green light, you can see that the coffin lid has a small hand print.

The lid of the coffin was slightly slanted, and there was a slanted crack, from which a steady stream of dark green smoke came out. He came out of the darkness