The old man stretched out his hand and trembled and groped under the bed for a while, Ye Bingfeng thought that this old man was touching something, who expected to pull out a drawer from the edge of the bed, this old man is worthy of being a senior person who digs graves, and even his own bed is so particular, the drawer is not big, and it is as big as a book when he pulls it out, and when the old man opens the drawer, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming can see that there is an old fir box inside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the degree of dilapidation, coupled with the jade and jade inlaid on the box, it is estimated that the age of this box is not close, and it has a look of thousands of years, "Grandpa, what is this?" Zhang Ziming also saw the high-end goods of the box, and the things that can be packed in this kind of box can be mortal?

The old man took out the box and handed it directly to Zhang Ziming, Ye Bingfeng also followed closely, opened it and saw that it contained a rotten book, Zhang Ziming carefully took out the book (the book was too broken, almost all rotten) The cover of the book was crooked, and two typings were written in a small seal.

The text is slightly mentioned in the Maoshan technique, and the "Maoshan Technique" says: The writer of the text, the ghost book also, the book of the dead, the ghost words, the adult, the ancestor of the pavilion Pei Zuwang wrote, passed on, and the livestock can also be passed.

Roughly meaning this, Zhenwen, also known as the ghost book, is to say the text for the dead, specially used to communicate with the dead and evil ghosts, according to legend, created in the Pavilion Patriarch Pei Zuwang Zhenren, according to Maoshan Shu, the living and the evil ghost can not communicate with words, unless the evil ghost is attached to the human body with the help of the human body to communicate with the person, which is the above-mentioned collision, not to say that all souls can make trouble on the living person, so Pei Zuwang Zhenren invented this kind of martyrdom, according to legend, This kind of writing can also communicate with the livestock of the immortals.

"Grandpa, why do you have this thing?" Not only Zhang Ziming was curious, but even Ye Bingfeng also cast a puzzled look, and the old man's face showed a smile, "This was found next to the stele, and I understand the stele because of this book!" ”

"Old man, you mean that the stele is written in the inscription?" This made Ye Bingfeng even more stunned... Stunned, the old man nodded, "That's right, the font on the stele is written in the words of this book... And... The stone tablet records the life of Cao Cao, as well as the origin of the seventy-two doubtful graves..."

"Where do you come from? Could it be that this stele has another provenance? Zhang Ziming asked, "Alas! It is said that Cao Mengde is a capable minister who rules the world, and a hero in troubled times, not to mention this, Cao Cao's talent is the hero of the heroes... There are seventy-two injustices buried in the seventy-two doubtful graves, and if I expected it to be right, it should be called Wat 1 in Maoshan Mountain! ”

"So much... Seventy-two..."Just listening to this number makes people chill, wat sin, that is, the soul of a person is not reincarnated after death, but uses magic to seal the soul in the wat board, of course, you can't casually seal a person's soul into the wat board.

Maoshan Shu records, the formation of wat and its complexity, first of all, the soul must be tortured or tormented to death, after death the soul has great resentment, moreover, the wat board must be the wat board used by this person before his death, and it is a jade wat board, this point alone is not easy to do, the jade wat board is an ornament to put it bluntly, who has nothing to do with the court hall blind display, can not casually find a wat board to use, finally, with an extremely complex formation to seal the soul into the wat board, this is called wat sin, Tufuzi has a saying, called "rather back dry bones, do not move the jade wat That's what it means.

In addition, if the corpse is not decomposed, holding the jade wat board in his hand, whenever the wat board is moved, the wat will rush to the body to raise the corpse, this kind of corpse is called the corpse, if the corpse is rotten, the soil master or the living person moves the jade wat, the soul will be instantly sucked by the jade wat in an instant, and the flesh will be washed by the wat in the jade wat and become a corpse.

The old man paused, his embarrassed eyes were indifferent, and he said slowly, "Do you know Jia Xu?" ”

"Jia Xu?" Although Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming have studied politics, they know very little about these awesome characters during the Three Kingdoms period, "Jia Xu has heard of it, I heard that this person is very tactful, among all Cao Cao's strategists, Jia Xu's end is the best..."

"Yes, the stele is Jia Xu's..."The old man pointed to the wooden box in Zhang Ziming's hand, "Under the text... There are my notes..."

Zhang Ziming put the text into his backpack, and under the text, Zhang Ziming found a modern book, Zhang Ziming took out the book, and the word note was written on it, which was probably written by the old man.

"This is my note, it has everything written on it, you can take it..."Ye Bingfeng heard that the old man's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and turned his head to look at the soul exploration array, the incense had almost burned, and the three smoke rings were about to float out copper coins, Ye Bingfeng sighed, stood up, and wanted to pull Zhang Ziming out, "Ziming, you wait... There's a drawer behind the bed, and there's a little bit of it in it, not much worse than a fish intestine, and there's always a guy who can do it, so take it..."

Zhang Ziming ran to the back of the bed and groped for a while, and sure enough, he found a small drawer, in which a small sword was placed smoothly, bright and dark blue, and the word Chunjun was printed on the hilt...

Zhang Ziming glanced at the old man affectionately, the old man shook his head with a smile, waved his hand and motioned for Zhang Ziming and Ye Bingfeng to go out, in order to prevent outsiders from seeing, Zhang Ziming stuffed all the things into his bag, and after going out, everyone looked at Ye Bingfeng.

Ye Bingfeng sighed, shook his head, and said that there was nothing he could do, and everyone entered the old man's room when they saw this, and after that, only the old man was left to explain the family's business......

That night, the old man passed away, and Zhang Ziming had to deal with the old man's funeral, so he stayed at Zhang's house, and Ye Bingfeng took the old man's notes back to the hospital.

The old man's funeral was done on the third day, Zhang Ziming guarded the mausoleum for three days, during which Ye Bingfeng also visited several times, but Zhang Ziming prevaricated back, Ye Bingfeng also understood Zhang Ziming's feelings, so he never mentioned the matter in the old man's notes, Zhang Ziming did not ask, half a month passed, on this day, Ye Guodong just happened to be discharged from the hospital.

Ye Bingfeng cleaned up at home for a long time, and just arrived at the gate of the hospital, he saw several luxury cars crowded at the gate of the hospital, which was so tightly blocked, Ye Bingfeng thought that Zhang Ziming's father was here, and when he inquired, Zhang Dacheng's father did not come, but Sun Dacheng's grandson came.

Ye Bingfeng took off his sunglasses and squeezed through the crack of the car crookedly, and as soon as he went up the stairs, he heard Ye Guodong's lion-like voice: "I'll go to your grandma's... You bastard, what else would you do but pit Lao Tzu! Give me back my money! ”

"The surname Ye, don't you know what's wrong, this is an IOU, if you don't pay back the money, Lao Tzu will go to the court to sue you!" Ye Bingfeng ran upstairs in three or two steps, and when he looked up, he saw Sun Dacheng holding a handful of paper in his hand, holding it on his head and waving it.

Sun Dacheng has a big belly, a cigar in his mouth, and a big crotch, it looks like the hospital is like his home, Ye Guodong is afraid of Sun Dacheng, Ye Bingfeng doesn't eat that, he can't go to Sun Dacheng's fat face is a slap, Sun Dacheng was beaten at that time, he covered his face and didn't react yet, Ye Bingfeng kicked Sun Dacheng's crotch.

"Oh!" This can make Sun Dacheng numb, hunched his waist, covering his crotch, Ye Bingfeng snatched the IOU in Sun Dacheng's hand and tore it into pieces, "How fucking do you dare to beat me?" Do you know who I am? If you dare to offend me, you won't die well, what are you doing in a daze! Abolish him for Lao Tzu! ”

The little minions who came with Sun Dacheng were Ye Bingfeng's opponents, and after a few times of coming up, they were thrown to the ground by Ye Bingfeng..."You wait!" Sun Dacheng saw that things were not good, and thought that he probably had encountered hard stubble, so he turned around and said a few words to the two behind him, and the two ran out quickly.

Sun Dacheng sat directly on the ground in pain, pointing at Ye Bingfeng, "Boy, don't leave if you have a kind, Lao Tzu won't abolish you today, Lao Tzu will climb back upside down today!" Ye Bingfeng didn't expect this product to play this set, anyway, things are broken, just wait.

Ye Guodong persuaded Ye Bingfeng to shake his head and go back to the ward helplessly when he saw that it didn't work, Ye Bingfeng squatted on the edge of the corridor, lit a cigarette and smoked one by one, to see what kind of reputation this product was going to make.

About half an hour later, the young man who ran back came back with a group of people, looking at the appearance, there were thirty or forty of them, all of them were some young men in their twenties, the same age as Ye Bingfeng, everyone was holding a half-meter-long machete in their hands, and the tip of the knife was facing Ye Bingfeng.

Ye Bingfeng squatted on the side of the corridor and glanced at the group of people who came, smiled, and turned around and entered the ward......

Sun Dacheng opened his mouth unbelievably when he saw Ye Bingfeng's move, this thing was put on the neck by dozens of people with knife holders, and he walked back to the room calmly and leisurely? "Fucking hack him to death, if something happens, it's mine!" Sun Dacheng shouted violently, and everyone instantly rushed to the ward like crazy.

"Stop it!" At this moment, there was a roar at the entrance of the building, Sun Dacheng was already angry, he was yelled at like this, he came up angrily, and he was about to scold when he turned around......

"Oh, Zhang Shao, what kind of wind blew you here..."Sun Dacheng seemed to change his face, blinked, and suddenly changed from a state of rage to like a grandson serving his grandfather, and nodded vigorously at Zhang Ziming..."Get out!" Zhang Ziming's heart shook when he saw the fat on his face, "No... No... Zhang Shao, what are you..."Sun Dacheng wondered, he hadn't figured out anything yet, why did he get angry when he came up......

"Today is the day my uncle is discharged from the hospital, I don't have time to talk to you, I'm doing it again, get out! My dad is behind, you can reason with him if anything, oh, by the way, I want you to climb back for me today! As soon as Zhang Ziming's words fell, he kicked Sun Dacheng's crotch again......

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Beijing City Hospitable Hotel, the first Zhang Yue, the second Ye Guodong, then Ye Bingfeng, and finally Zhang Ziming and Ye Mu, a group of people three catties of liquor belly, began up and down 5,000 years of Liao Tian theory, and finally it was the same set, your father is my father, my father is your father......

Just when everyone was drinking, at this time, the door opened, and a lewd head poked in, "May I ask Ye Bingfeng, is Mr. Ye here?" Everyone was wondering who it was, as soon as they heard the voice, Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming looked at each other and smiled, it turned out that Huang Yingcheng's goods were here.

Zhang Ziming got up and opened the door, Huang Yingcheng carried a large suitcase and dragged into the house, "Yo... It's not... Yellow Boy? "In addition to Zhang Ziming and Ye Bingfeng, the first person to recognize Huang Yingcheng was Zhang Yue, because the Huang family had a business transaction with the Zhang family before, and it was normal to know each other.

"Oh, it's Uncle Zhang... I haven't seen you for a long time..."Huang Yingcheng was polite at first, Huang Yingcheng, who had eaten, was repeatedly polite by everyone, and a pound of liquor was in his stomach......

Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming took Huang Yingcheng to open a star-rated hotel, and in the room, Ye Bingfeng took out Old Man Zhang's notes.

"What is this?" Huang Yingcheng took the note, looked at it twice, and said in surprise: "My grandfather also has such a note..."

"Isn't that weird?" Ye Bingfeng asked, glanced at Zhang Ziming, and continued, "I have read this notebook a few times, it turns out that Old Man Huang and Old Man Zhang have not done anything else in the rest of their lives, and they have stolen the tomb for half their lives!" Ye Bingfeng glanced at Zhang Ziming apologetically, Zhang Ziming smiled and said he didn't mind.

"Yes, I came in a hurry just to talk about it..."Huang Yingcheng saw Ye Bingfeng say it, and didn't repeat it, "Huang Yingcheng, I don't know if you know "Luo Shen Fu"? ”

Huang Yingcheng nodded, this was actually already expected by Ye Bingfeng, Ye Bingfeng continued, "I learned from the old man's notes that the reason why the old man fell into a coma should be that he moved Yuwat!" Look here! Ye Bingfeng flipped through the notes and turned to one of the pages, only to see that it was written, "June 22nd, cloudy, today's weather makes me very irritable, so Lao Luo scolded for a whole afternoon...... (It's all nonsense, omitted), this is the last doubtful grave, Lao Huang (here should refer to Huang Yingcheng's grandfather) is expected to dig it up tomorrow, I never thought that it would be almost completed in one morning......"

"On June 23rd, it was cloudy, and the weather was much better than yesterday, which made me and Lao Huang feel a lot better, today is a day to go to the grave, I hope to find what I get!"

"On June 24th, it was cloudy, it was terrible, I had never seen anything like this in my life, it almost broke my spirit... Lao Huang is already in a coma, and I think that anyone who touches that thing will not end well......"

"The thing in the diary should be "Luo Shen Fu", it seems that the two old men did touch something that should not be touched..."Ye Bingfeng turned the other two pages of the diary and read: "June 28th, Qing, today we returned to the hostel, my head is almost blown up, but I still have to insist on writing these words, I have studied the words on the stele in the past few days, this is the text, I understand some, the following is the record of the text:

My lord is ill, the situation is in crisis, the day is almost not many days, I feel sorry, on the day of my lord's death, I wrote to King Chen (here refers to Cao Zhi): Wen and tears, King Wei died today, Wen and sorrow from tears, over, King Wei was clearly buried before his death, secretly told me to make a grave of doubt, no more and no less, seventy-two numbers, seventy-two Wen ministers, Wat soul (that is, Wat Sin) most, in fact, the figure of the dragon is the resting place of my lord, King Chen do not forget, sadness, today's cursive Chen Wang, I have no other meaning, in and out of the resting place of the Lord of Wei, And Chen Wangwat is enough, when the prince is already sad, the number of his days, I am really unpredictable! If the soul of Wat is at every turn, it can be broken when it goes to the land of King Wei, remember not to move, then it will definitely be damaged! “