I don't know where the grave is. At that time, I just followed Mr. Lu for half the night, and I didn't know the way. So Mr. Lu was our guide, he recalled. While leading us to find a grave.

Mr. Lu said that the reason why he was able to find the delivery was because he felt the yin qi of the delivery place. Now that a large area of the bamboo forest in the hand is dead, the yin qi is no longer there, and it is not easy to find it lightly.

He took us around a few times, and finally found the graveyard of the handicap.

The tomb was undulating and overgrown with weeds, and it looked desolate.

Mr. Lu pointed to a withered yellow bamboo forest in the distance: "Look, it's handed." ”

I can barely recognize the bamboo forest coming. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, these bamboos have dried up like this.

Mr. Lu waved his hand and led us over.

The bamboos were lifeless, as if they had been dead for years. They become brittle, and when we touch them a little, they break. And inside, there was no more bright red blood flowing out.

There are no obstacles along the way. We're close to the grave.

Aunt Xue pointed to the tall mound and asked, "Is this the tomb of our Xue family's ancestors?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded: "You should worship first." When the prayer is over, we will do it. ”

Aunt Xue agreed, and cried with Xue Qian burning paper. babbled about the current situation of the Xue family.

Mr. Lu stood aside with his hands in his hands, waiting quietly.

I asked a little worriedly: "Mr. Lu, I'm afraid it's not easy to dig up this grave." Look at my body, it's still weak. I won't have to work in a while, will I? ”

Mr. Lu looked at me with a smile and said, "Don't worry, these places can't be dug up, and no one can dig them." ”

I looked at him with some confusion: "What does this mean?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "You'll know in a while. ”

At this time, Xue Qian and Aunt Xue had already finished worshipping. They looked at Mr. Lu and said, "Dig it." ”

Mr. Lu took out a knife and looked at Xue Qian with a smile: "If I want to open this tomb, I'm afraid I have to borrow something from you." ”

Xue Qian looked at him vigilantly: "Old Dao, what do you want to do?" ”

Mr. Lu's hand was like lightning, and one person grabbed his wrist, and then the knife quickly cut some holes in Xue Qian's fingers.

Xue Qian scolded angrily, struggled hard, and was about to hit with a fist. Mom is talking about blood.

Mr. Lu grabbed his wrist and kept shouting, "Don't move, don't move." Wasted. ”

Aunt Xue saw that the two of them were making a fuss, and shouted anxiously: "Okay, you two stop for a while, and then toss, it's going to be dark." ”

Aunt Xue's words had no effect on Mr. Lu. But in Xue Qiandi, there is still some deterrence.

Mr. Lu grabbed Xue Qian's wrist and said with a smile: "Did you hear that?" Pause for a moment. ”

I asked Mr. Lui, "What are you going to do?" ”

Mr. Lu pointed to the grave and handed over a few bamboos, and said, "In this bamboo forest, all the bamboos will die, and only these three will not die." If you want to open this tomb, you have to start from these three bamboos. ”

And then. He grabbed Xue Qian with one hand and peeled off three bamboos with the other. The withered yellow branches and leaves soon scattered to the ground, revealing a touch of green inside.

Mr. Lu said happily: "That's it." Then he grabbed Xue Qian's hand and dripped his blood on it.

I don't know if Mr. Lu touched some mechanism, but a touch of green quickly turned red, and then the ground trembled, and the human face seemed to be coming out like a living thing.

I looked at Mr. Lu in a panic: "What's the situation?" ”

Mr. Lu hurriedly waved his hand: "Go, go quickly." ”

Then he threw us and ran away.

The three of us were stunned for a few seconds before we reacted, and everyone scolded and ran wildly behind Mr. Lu.

Mr. Lu ran for more than 20 minutes, and then people stopped. Panting and breathing, he said, "Alright, alright." You don't have to run, it's already safe here. ”

I was already running out of strength, holding my knees with both hands, bending over and asking, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Mr. Lu raised his hand, pointed behind me and said, "See for yourself." ”

I turned around, and then I realized that the location of the grave had become some big pits. The pit was full of dark yellow bamboo roots, and they were like misshapen knuckles, wrapped around each other, holding together.

Aunt Xue looked at Mr. Lu with a look of disbelief: "Where is our ancestor?" How did his grave become like this? ”

Mr. Lu waved his hand: "Don't be impatient." Your ancestors were planted by the Yin Ghost Woman and added bamboo. It is not surprising that his grave has become like this. ”

Aunt Xue asked, "Where is the body handed to him?" ”

Mr. Lu helped Aunt Xue, slowly leaned over, pointed to the center and said, "Did you see some red things?" ”

Aunt Xue looked carefully at the hand side for a while, and suddenly her face changed greatly, and she stepped back again and again and said, "How is it possible?" It's impossible. ”

I hugged her: "What's the matter?" ”

Aunt Xue trembled and pointed to the big pit: "Inside, the people inside...... The corpse is still there. ”

I frowned, hundreds of years have passed, and the corpse is still there?

I leaned over, stood on the edge of the pit, and looked carefully at the hand. I saw some people lying at the bottom of the pit. He was blood-red all over, and extremely obese. These staggered bamboo roots are taken from his body.

Indeed, as Aunt Xue said, his body was very well preserved. Not even the head and beard fell off. Even though I was far away from him, I didn't know why, but I always felt that his heart might still be beating.

Mr. Lu pointed at these people and said, "Zhao Mang, do you see it?" This is the ancestor of the Xue family. ”

I said, "The red in his body must be blood." ”

Mr. Lu nodded slightly: "Actually, it's the blood of the diluted Xue family." The bamboos have been raising this corpse with this blood. Let the soul of this old gentleman not leave here. And then he was able to torture him all the time. ”

I was taken aback and asked, "You mean, he's still alive?" ”

Mr. Lu shook his head: "It's not considered alive, it can be said that it's between life and death." According to my analysis, he should have died back then, but soon after his death, these bamboos took over his body, and now the bamboo roots should have grown into his veins, and the bamboo maintained his body in the way of plant growth. You know, there is no way for a living person to leave his body at will, so his soul cannot leave his body lightly. In other words, these gazhu kept him in a state of proscency. and used his body as a prison cell, trapping his soul. ”

I couldn't help but sigh: "What a clever method, what a ruthless method." ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "Southern Xinjiang witchcraft, in the eyes of the Central Plains people, is naturally unbelievable. These bamboos are very tragic when dealing with the living, and even more so when dealing with the dead. Fortunately, these bamboos die every twenty years, giving this corpse some respite, otherwise, in a few hundred years, no one will be able to occupy him. ”

I asked Mr. Lui, "What should we do now?" ”

Mr. Lu thought for a moment and said, "After all, these bamboos are dead, and after so many years, what is strange is already very weak. We've shoveled the bamboos and cut them off from the corpse. Naturally, the corpse can be brought out. ”

Then, he sighed, handed me the wooden knife, and said, "Zhao Mang, you pierce this knife, drill into the most human face, and cut off all the bamboo roots that grow in the old gentleman's body, and this is done." ”

I was slightly stunned, and said with some unhappiness: "Don't always grab some people from me." This time I said that I would not go, I would go to you. ”

Mr. Lu laughed: "If you don't want to go, forget it, hand me to find someone else." After speaking, he walked over to Xue Qian.

I sneered, "It's best to hand over the sample." ”

As soon as I finished saying this, I suddenly felt someone kick me in the face. I was a little caught off guard, and I planted a comparison forward, and one person fell into the big pit.

I smashed on it like a fish that was too small, and I encountered a net with too large a mesh. Rolling all the way, leaking people went.

Then, with a thud, I smashed it on the old man's body, and a smell of blood rushed to my nose.

I struggled to get up, and when I looked up, I saw Mr. Lu looking at me with a smile on it.

I scolded him as I grabbed some bamboo roots, intending to climb up.

Mr. Lu said: "Zhao Mang, don't think about climbing up. As soon as you show up, I'm sure I'll kick you out. You might as well push the boat down the river and do me a favor. ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, he threw the wooden knife at him.

I looked at the wooden knife that had fallen to the footman. He looked at the corpse lying next to him. I sighed and said, "Well, Old Man Bai Zhan once begged me to help him. Now I'll help him get rid of it. ”

I bent down and slipped through the middle of the bamboo roots. I stabbed a wooden knife and slashed hard at the bamboo roots. The bamboo root was cut in half, and pale red blood flowed out of it, which was much lighter than the blood on a human body, and the smell of blood was not so strong, as if it had been diluted many times.

I covered my nose and continued to wield the wooden knife, cutting off the bamboo roots of the remaining people.

By the time I had done this, the ground around me was almost soaked with this blood.

I breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "It's finally done." It's time for me to go, too. You can't stay in this place much longer. ”

I had just finished saying this when I heard someone say in my ear, "Thank you." ”

I was startled, and I couldn't help but go to see the old man Di Bai Zhan. At this time, I was shocked to see that he was slowly opening his eyes. R832