"Master Yan, don't worry about me, take my son's legs out, and cover me for my life!"

The person who spoke was an old man in his fifties, his name was Zhu Jianye. This person is bold and careful, and he has a lot of ideas, so people in the industry are used to calling him Zhu Lao Ghost.

Now one of Old Ghost Zhu's hands is stuck in the Panlongshi case mechanism and can't move.

What's even more weird is that the stone case mechanism that stuck the old ghost's arm seems to be demonic. The blood flowing on the old ghost's arm will slowly be diluted by the stone case, and the gray inscription originally engraved on it will also turn into a dark blue color, exuding a bewildering agarwood, which can make people forget the pain and indulge in it.

"Misty flowers attract spirit insects! Legs, go and save your dad! ”

"Brother Yan Chu! This tomb is too weird, my father is afraid that he is dying, let's hurry up, no matter how late it is, we really can't escape! ”

"Brute! How can you say such a thing! ”

"Damn......! Brother Yan Chu, look! ”

With the spread of Jingshi agarwood, the silver lingzi, who was originally free from the sea of flowers on the other side, hurriedly heard the wind, densely entrenched on the stone case, and began to scramble to suck and bite the old ghost.

Time was pressing, and Master Yan had no time to repair his cowardly legs, so he hurriedly ran to the old ghost's side, stuffed a corpse pill into the old ghost's mouth, and then sprinkled all the glutinous rice flour on the old ghost, hoping to restrain Yin Lingzi's bite on the old ghost.

Although Master Yan gave the old ghost a corpse pill, he couldn't tell whether it was a living person or a dead person from his breath, but it seemed that this corpse pill and glutinous rice did not have any effect on Yin Lingzi.

The old ghost's arm stuck in the stone case, under the bite of the silver lingzi, was scorched like carbon in a blink of an eye, and even half of the face on the side of the arm quickly sunken.

"What the fuck is this, how can you suck blood so fast! No, if you let them suck like this, the old ghost will have to become a dry corpse. ”

Master Yan muttered a sentence in his mouth, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately took out a short knife from his arms, cut off the old ghost's withered arm shoulder-to-shoulder, and dragged him out.

But as soon as he walked out two steps, the old ghost stumbled and fell to the ground. Head Yan looked down, couldn't help but gasp, and withdrew a few steps. In the blink of an eye, the old ghost's legs were also sucked dry, and he was cocked upward.

Although Master Yan was very jealous of the blood-sucking silver lingzi, the old ghost still had a breath left, so he couldn't just watch the old ghost being sucked dry of blood and turned into a dried corpse.

"Old ghost, I'm sorry!"

In a hurry, Master Yan shouted, raised a short knife, cut off the old ghost's legs very quickly, pulled the old ghost's only remaining arm, and dragged him quickly to the direction of Yongdao.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Yongdao, the old ghost couldn't do it, and pushed away the head of Yan with the only remaining hand. Since half of his bitten face was dry and stiff, it was difficult to speak clearly. Lying on the ground, he took out a burden from his arms with difficulty, handed it to the head of Yan, and said tremblingly: "Yan...... Door, take ...... Okay, let's go, help...... Son! ”

Master Yan understood what he meant, the old ghost's current situation, even if the divine doctor Hua Tuo was alive, it was estimated that he would not be able to return to heaven.

He finally touched the remaining half of the old ghost's face, took the burden in his hand, and almost at the same moment, the old ghost's entire body was wrapped in the chasing silver spirit, and he kept the posture of reaching out and handing over things, and never moved again.

"Old ghost! Feel relieved! I'll take care of my son for you!" ”

After Master Yan finished speaking, he couldn't bear to look at it any more, so he took out the fire fold he carried with him and put a fire on the old ghost.

Taking advantage of the fire on the old ghost's body, the silver spirit who came one after another lingered in the gap. Master Yan quickly took off his robe and tore it to pieces, wrapped himself and the old ghost's son's legs like mummies, only exposed his two eyes, and hurriedly escaped from the tomb.

This is an account on a piece of paper hidden in the mezzanine of our genealogy. The head of Yan mentioned by Limen is my ancestor, whose full name is Zhao Yanchu, who was born in the Southern Song Dynasty.

I once asked the older generation in the family, they are not very clear about this part of the ancestor's account, only know that the ancestor at that time, as early as his early twenties, with the five elements of yin and yang, I Ching gossip, the heavenly stems and earth branches, astrology, etc., combined with years of experience in the inverted bucket, sorted out a "Qimen divides the gold and shakes the dragon", and its own faction, so it is famous, founded Yan Shamen, also known as Qimen.

In the year of the accident, the ancestor was thirty years old. The fight he had with Zhu Lao Ghost was later rumored to be a god, saying that it was called the Yalu Witch Tomb. Many experts in the inverted bucket have been to that bucket, and the strange thing is that those who go in, very few come out alive, and even if they are lucky enough to live, they will die mysteriously in a few years. And my ancestor also disappeared mysteriously shortly after he came out. Therefore, this bucket has become the benchmark in the industry, and if anyone can pour it, there is no doubt that whoever is the recognized boss in the inverted bucket industry.

According to the old people in the family, the family tree has been handed down like this, and the friends who used to take care of the ancestors' families are even more silent about this matter, so the account of the ancestor Zhao Yanchu in the family tree is only a few numbers.

We don't know how the ancestors came out of the "Yalu Witch's Tomb" and why they suddenly disappeared.

My name is Zhao Yuanchao, this is my scientific name, and the reason why my father gave me such a name is because I was born on October 19, 1950, which is the day when the volunteers officially entered the Korean war to fight against US imperialism.

My father wanted to help Korea fight back then, but the organization did not approve it, so he pinned his regrets on me, which became the mark of my life. In addition to this scientific name, I also have a milk name called Erdou, in the following decades, I have been using this milk name, people who know me seem to have a tacit understanding, only understand the tacit understanding that is not spoken, like to call me Erdou, almost never call me Zhao Yuanchao such a name.

My grandfather is a ruthless character, in troubled times, he not only did a good job in military and political affairs, but also inherited the family legacy, which can be regarded as the true inheritance of the ancestor Zhao Yanchu, and almost brought the "Qimen Dividing Gold and Shaking the Dragon Jue" to the extreme, and practiced it perfectly.

During the period of the Republic of China, my grandfather did not do a lot of sand digging and fighting, and he had a deep attainment in dividing gold and fixing points. Later, his career benefited from the family wealth accumulated when he was a teenager, and he was able to rise to prominence step by step.

As the inheritance of our family, "Qimen Divides the Golden Dragon Jue" has always been passed on to men and women, and leaflets are not worn pairs. My father was a staunch communist fighter, and he was very contemptuous of the family's ability to make a fortune, and he never touched it.

Since my grandfather to my generation, three generations of the family have been passed on, my grandfather was afraid of this ancestral craft, and there was no successor to his generation, so he specially hung it for me, gave me a milk name, and carried my father on his back, and since I can remember, I began to teach "Qimen Fenjin Shaking the Dragon".

Unexpectedly, this ancestral craft learned by stealing teachers has really become a stunt for my survival in the future.

Without further ado, if we talk about my fighting career, the time may be traced back to the beginning of March 1979, when the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam was nearing its end, and I was the company commander at the time, and it was late at night when I led my troops to retreat to the Yunnan-Yunnan area, about 30 kilometers away from the garrison designated by the superiors.

The instructor Gazi stopped and looked at his watch, took out the map in his marching bag, and carefully circled the map with a ruler to check the coordinates.

I looked at his frowning appearance, estimated that something was wrong, ordered the troops to stop advancing, and after resting in place, I hurriedly leaned up and asked, "What's wrong!" Gazi? ”

He took off the cap of the pen he was holding in his mouth and whispered back to me: "Aid Korea, the situation doesn't seem quite right!" Based on the pace of our march now, it stands to reason that we should have arrived at the rendezvous point a long time ago. But you see, we've been walking for so long, and we haven't even fucking gone five kilometers yet! I wonder if there are too many people who have died at the border, and we have encountered ghosts hitting the wall? ”。

"Fuck off! I can tell you, we are a revolutionary team, don't spread some ideas of ghosts, snakes and gods to me here! You don't look at what time it is! ”

I was a little annoyed by Gazi's words, and I pulled the map in his hand, pushed him away, and shouted at him with a curse: "Gazi! It's not me talking about you, you are also an instructor, and you are engaged in political work! How can you be in front of the soldiers, what a fucking nonsense! ”

Although I criticized Gazi in my mouth, my psychology also began to be suspicious, the situation here is really not quite right, the bright moon in the sky is the head, but I don't see my five fingers when I stretch out my hand, and the darkness of the night is not ordinary scary.

Gazi was a little embarrassed by what I said, subconsciously looked around, and then posted it and said with some annoyance: "Comrade Zhao Yuanchao, no matter what I say, I am also the commander of the company other than you, I hope you respect me!" How can you call me by my nickname in front of so many warriors! Also, it's not that I'm spreading the thoughts of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but I can let you say, how to explain this incident that is happening in our company now! ”

I glanced at him, shoved him behind me, and took a closer look at the terrain with a tactical flashlight.

The location we are in now is just at the lowest point of Zhou Mountain, along the way surrounded by high mountains and steep roads, dense forests, if according to feng shui, this realm can be regarded as a place of extreme yin.

After having a certain understanding of the environment, I turned to Gazi and said: "I will take a squad to go up to reconnoiter the terrain first, feel the situation, if you don't come back in 30 minutes, you will take the troops, march according to the original planned marching route, and be sure to arrive at the garrison location within the last time limit specified by the superiors!" ”

Gazi grabbed me, and one hundred and eighty disagreed, shouting: "Erdou! Now is not the time for you to play tricks! You are the commander of the company, do you know what the consequences are when you leave the command position in wartime! That's going to be court-martialed! ”

I swirled my arm, shook off him and took my hand and replied, "You don't talk nonsense, carry out the order!" I have a few pounds and a few taels you know best! I'll go back as soon as I go, if something really happens, I'm the company commander, and I'll take all the responsibility! After saying that, I ignored him, and hurried into the dense forest with a squad of soldiers.

The forest was overgrown with vines and weeds, and every step was difficult. Everyone knows that there are many fierce beasts in the dense forest, and the spirit of each warrior is highly tense, holding an assault rifle with loaded guns in his hand, and he is vigilant to search and advance.

My soldiers and I had been walking through the dense forest for about ten minutes when we heard the sound of heavy gunfire from far and near.