Old man Lin continued:

"It's not just that it's strange that Niu Niu appeared in the tomb, but what happened later is even more outrageous, this ghost stealing milk didn't stop until Niu Niu was weaned, but soon another strange thing happened!"

Niu Niu nodded and said:

"That's right, as soon as I became sensible, I began to have all kinds of strange dreams, and the scenes in the dreams were very realistic, but I never woke up.

This was just the beginning, in the summer when I was eight years old, my grandfather went out hunting, and before the sun went down, I would prepare a meal and go to the entrance of the village to wait for him. But not long after, there was a brass bell ringing in my ears, which at first seemed far away, but in the blink of an eye it seemed to be in my ears.

The rhythm of the bell quickened little by little, and finally it turned into a cacophony, and then I saw a middle-aged man appear in front of me, wearing a black hat, holding a staff in his left hand, and shaking a small brass bell in his right hand.

Although the bell was not big, the sound was very loud, and it came to my ears in bursts, making my head faint for a while, and gradually my consciousness was a little blurred, and my body seemed to be no longer my own.

I only vaguely remember a sly smile on the corner of the man's mouth, although my body was stiff, but my consciousness was still there, I followed the man out a few miles, the man stopped, drew a short knife and walked in my direction, the words in his mouth, but I could not hear what he said.

He walked up to me and gently touched my head, and I looked up just in time to meet his eyes, which were cold eyes full of hatred. Then he suddenly waved the short knife in his hand, and at that moment I heard the sound of a whirring wind in my ears.

The man didn't care at all, and a knife was plunged into my chest, and in an instant I felt a cold feeling in my chest, as if my whole heart was frozen in an instant. After a while, the cold feeling subsided, replaced by a burst of heat.

It seemed to fit a small stove into my chest. The man's mouth was still smiling, but at that moment I heard a gunshot in my ear. Then I saw a figure quickly approaching us.

The man looked terrified, drew the dagger from my chest and hurried away, and I fell to the ground, and the rest was blurred.

When I woke up, it was three days later, and my grandfather was sitting anxiously at the head of my bed, his eyes bloodshot. Later, I learned that during the three days I was in a coma, my grandfather had searched all the famous doctors in the neighborhood, but everyone was shaking their heads and had to resign themselves to fate.

Although I woke up, my wound never healed, and it was the height of summer, and the wound began to pus, fester, and the strange smell spread throughout the house.

My grandfather went to the hospital in the town every day to find anti-inflammatory drugs and call me, but it didn't work at all, and just when I thought that my time of death was near, another strange thing happened.

Ever since I was stabbed by that mysterious man, I felt like I was starting to feel something special. Niu Niu said and turned his head to look at the others.

"Something special?" Ding Lingxiu looked at Niu Niu suspiciously, thinking of Caoyang Village, where all the lights suddenly turned on that night.

"Yes!" Niu Niu nodded, licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, and continued: "At that time, my injuries were getting worse and worse, I couldn't eat anything, and the inflamed and festering wounds emitted a foul smell, which often attracted a room full of flies. At that time, I really felt that I was finished, but one evening an old man suddenly came to my house.

The man was not good-looking, with triangular eyes, figure-eight eyebrows, a handful of goatees hanging on his chin, a scar on his face, and a glint in his eyes, and he didn't knock on the door when he entered the door, and broke in directly, grandpa and I were stunned, I don't know what this strange person wants. He stood on the side of the kang and didn't speak, just looked at me strangely, suddenly bowed down and stretched out his hand to me.

Grandpa was willing to let this reckless man come close to me, and reached out to block the way. The man seemed to come to his senses, turned his head to look at his grandfather, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

He said politely, 'Old man, I'm not a bad person. I just smelled the stench coming from your grandson from afar and came to see what was going on. ’

Grandpa didn't pay attention to it, as the so-called face has a heart, and he doesn't look like a good person. The man saw that his grandfather was still silent, so he reached out and pulled something out of his clothes.

My grandfather and I looked at each other, and then watched the man's every move together. I saw that he unhurriedly took out a black box from his pocket, the box was not big, flat in his palm, he opened the box with a smile, and inside were two small black meat balls.

'Old man, this thing can save your grandson's life. He said and held the box in his hand in front of his grandfather, who was a little surprised and stretched out his hand to take the box, but the man quickly retracted his hand and said, "But I have one condition." ’

Grandpa nodded hurriedly, as long as he could save my life at that time, even if he wanted grandpa's heart and liver, he would dig it out and offer it without reservation.

Cut me all the carrion that is on your grandson's body. As soon as the man's words fell, I noticed that my grandfather's face was showing a sad color, and my grandfather looked at me, as if to ask for my opinion, and I nodded knowingly, if those festering flesh were not removed in time, sooner or later it would affect the whole body.

Grandpa nodded in agreement, and then the man carefully handed the box to Grandpa and said, "Be careful when you give him this thing, because it is extremely poisonous." ’

After hearing this, Grandpa's hand immediately retracted, and he looked at the mysterious figure in front of him with a suspicious expression, only to see him smile and say: "Your grandson has already been poisoned, and only this kind of thing can restrain it." ’

'Fighting poison with poison? Grandpa said silently, and the man nodded.

At that time, I was already terminally ill, and I had no other way to recover, and there was no other way but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and maybe to save it. Thinking of this, Grandpa carefully handed me the two black things, and then I put them in my mouth, the thing looked disgusting, but when it came to my mouth, it emitted a faint fragrance.

I closed my eyes and swallowed the thing in my mouth, and when I entered it, I felt that my whole mouth was cold, like a piece of ice in summer, and a cool breath rushed to the door, and I immediately felt much more refreshed. Before I could chew it, it had melted in my mouth.

After a while, my wound began to itch like a thousand ants gnawing at it, and I was about to scratch it, when the man grabbed my hand and said, 'Don't touch your wound with your hand, or your hand will fester.' ’

I grabbed the table with both hands, and kept scratching back and forth on the table, and the itching feeling became more and more intense, and at this moment the man actually pulled out a short knife from his waist, and then squatted down beside me, unfolded a red cloth and padded it under me, and then walked to my side with the knife in his hand.

I bit my lip tightly, the knife in his hand swam over my wound, and finally he stopped, and then with a little force the knife was not half of the wound, the strange thing is that I didn't feel pain, but I felt a burst of coolness from the blade, so that I felt the itchy feeling disappear little by little.

He watched the movement of the knife, and squinted at my reaction from the corner of his eye, the carrion fell from the wound little by little, and it took him about half an hour for him to breathe a sigh of relief, and then wrapped the carrion on the red cloth, took out a packet of medicine, sprinkled it on my wound, smiled lightly and said, "It should be fine now." ’

Later, in order to thank him, his grandfather left him for the night. That night, Grandpa took out all the game he had caught in the recent past, and turned out the old wine from the cellar that he had not been willing to drink for several years. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the man's conversation box finally opened. Later, we learned from him that his surname was Li, but we didn't tell us his real name, just called him 'Scar Lee'! ”

"Scar Lee?" Ding Lingxiu and Xia Xianyao blurted out exclamations at the same time.

"What? Do you know him? Old man Lin saw that the two of them were shocked, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, don't know! I didn't think that guy had been here before, it seems that there is an ancient tomb in this mountain! Ding Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you mean by that?" Old man Lin asked.

"Because of this 'Scar Lee', he's a tomb robber!" Ding Lingxiu said.

"Huh? It's fake, but that's not what this guy told us! Old man Lin was suddenly surprised.

"Uncle, can you elaborate on it?" Ding Lingxiu asked.

Old man Lin sighed and said:

"At that time, when I was eating, I felt that this kid was unreliable, and it turned out that he was a tomb robber! Ay......

According to him, he went to Korea when he was young. Rarely resist the United States and aid Korea, but in North Korea. However, a strange thing happened on the battlefield of Xian, which caused him to contract a strange disease, which not only completely changed his face, but even made him suffer from pain every night rather than death.

After returning to China, Scar Li began to visit famous doctors in the hope of curing his illness, during which Scar Li himself also read a lot of medical classics. Soon after, he entered the railway system because he made two second-class merits during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, although the official position was not large, but he had some real power in his hands.

At that time, it was the Chengde area that laid the railway, and Scar Li was already a local and knew the locals well, so he became the director of the area, because many of the deserted graves were on the railway line at that time, and had to be moved out. However, some cemeteries have gone through vicissitudes, and the descendants are long gone, and it is doubtful that the descendants are unable to move the graves at all, so there are countless bones scattered at that time that no one has collected.

One day at noon, an engineer hurried into Scar Lee's office and said breathlessly, 'Head, something is wrong.' Scar Lee looked at the engineer suspiciously. Guess what they found? ”

"Tombs?" Ding Lingxiu asked.

Old man Lin nodded. R1058