{|二毛他们亲眼目睹了工友们的惨状，都对这个青铜大鼎害怕不已，哪里还敢打这个铜鼎的主意。 At this time, even if they were given more silver, they would not ask for it, so they also said yes to Fang Xiaohua's mention of yì. None of them objected.

Fang Xiaohua turned around and reported to the province that these evil ancient cultural relics are treasure bumps in the Cultural Relics Bureau, and they have extremely important research value. After the province learned the news, it immediately notified the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau, and the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau appointed an armed police to quietly pull away the bronze tripod with a military truck.

When the armed police left, Fang Xiaohua also walked with him: "San'er." I'll come back to you for a drink! "

Ermao and they notified the families of the workers, and a large group of family members gathered outside the battlefield, crying loudly. When we see those orphans and widows, our hearts are as painful as a knife. But there is nothing we can do.

It was probably the darkest day in Estuary Village, as the herniated workers died one after another, and in one day, thirteen people died in Estuary, plunging the entire village into an atmosphere of great grief and depression. The sound of cries wafted over the village and into the distance.

The village committee sent people to dig a crematorium and burn the bodies of all the workers, who were all killed by hernias, and no one knew whether this evil hernia would be contagious, so the village committee issued an iron order that no one was allowed to carry out burials.

After returning from the battlefield, Grandpa kept his face sullen and calm, and sat alone on the threshold, smoking dry cigarette after puff.

I can understand my grandfather's feelings, as a person with a good line, watching more than a dozen villagers die in front of him, but he can't do anything about it. That kind of helplessness made Grandpa feel very, very uncomfortable.

"Master, drink some tea!" When I saw my grandfather's appearance, I didn't feel good in my heart, so I soaked a cup of bamboo leaves and handed it to my grandfather.

Grandpa took the teacup, took a sip, and then looked up at me: "Xiaoqi, is grandpa old?" "

"Huh?" I looked at my grandfather in a daze: "No! No! You're still young! You're going to live to be a hundred years old."

Grandpa smiled, waved his hand and said, "Today's incident is the best proof, I'm old, so old that I can't do anything about many things!" "

"Master" I suddenly felt a little sad, I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to speak, and finally only said: "You have done your best for today's things, don't blame yourself too much!" "

"Xiao Qi, you go to the west wing, go to the roof, and remove the tiles from the vertical row of twenty-eight to the horizontal row of fourteen!" Grandpa suddenly gave me a strange order.

What do you want me to do when I go up to the house to uncover the tiles?

Grandpa is really weird!

I muttered in my heart, but I did as my grandfather said, brought a wooden ladder, climbed up to the roof of the west wing, counted them, found the tile that my grandfather had said, and gently lifted it.

Hey?

There's something under the tiles?!

There is a yellowed cowhide pocket under the tile, boxy. The cowhide bag was sewn with red thread, and several hollow copper coins were worn on it.

I took the cowhide bag into my arms, then slid down the ladder, walked back to my grandfather, and handed the cowhide bag to my grandfather: "Master, what's in it?" "

Grandpa didn't reach out to pick it up: "Don't you know if you take it apart?" "

I sighed, lifted the cowhide bag and looked at it, grabbed the thread with my fingers, and with a slight pull, the seam of the cowhide bag was opened, and I looked in with curiosity, and it turned out to be a yellowed ancient book. I took out the ancient book, and there were two big characters like splashes of ink written on the cover: Qimen.

Grandpa spoke: "This book is a family heirloom of our Geng family, I originally planned to wait for you to be fourteen years old before passing it on to you, but today I suddenly found that I was old, so after thinking about it, I should pass it on to you as soon as possible!" In case I'm no longer alive one day, you'll have a stunt to defend yourself! "

My heart seemed to be pricked by a needle: "Master, what are you talking about, you will live a hundred years!" "

Grandpa stroked my head, pointed to the strange door in my hand and said: "The content in this ancient book is all-encompassing, broad and profound, opening the strange door is like opening a window to another world, there are secret books for cultivation, there are also methods for catching demons, and there are all kinds of strange things that you have never heard of and never seen." If you can read through the book of strange doors and master all kinds of methods in it, you will not be afraid to go all over the world in the future! "

I listened fascinated, I didn't expect that there was such a treasure on the ancestor of the Geng family, and I couldn't put it down at the moment and held the Qimen Book in my arms: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely work hard to cultivate, I will not let you down, let alone embarrass our Geng family!" "

Grandpa nodded: "I believe you Xiaoqi, your talent must be above grandpa!" "

"By the way, master, how much knowledge have you learned from the Qimen Book?" I asked.

Grandpa smiled bitterly: "Grandpa is stupid and has no talent, he has studied for decades, and he has only learned a little bit of skin, and it is estimated that he has only learned less than half of the knowledge!" "

"What?!" I was so surprised that my jaw was about to drop, my grandfather had only learned half of the knowledge of the Qimen Book and was so powerful, if he learned all the knowledge, it would really be unparalleled in the world! Years of Yang Feng.

In order to become a qualified river patrolman, my grandfather gave me hellish training in the following days.

I wake up in the early hours of the morning every day, practice my luck, and then run three laps around the village of Hekou to exercise my fitness. After coming back for breakfast, I began to study ぼ奇门ぽ until noon.。 Take a short nap in the afternoon.,Continue to study ぼ奇门ぽ until late at night.,Before going to bed, you have to do high-intensity physical exercise.。

Less than three days after training, I was already overwhelmed, and on the fourth day I was driven up by my grandfather with a whip. After a week, I basically got used to this kind of life, and my originally thin body became stronger and stronger.

In the middle of the night, I was sleeping in a daze, and I felt that something was touching my face, because I was very sleepy at that time, and I didn't care, I turned over, and continued to sleep until the rooster crowed. Just as I was going to wash, I accidentally glanced in the mirror and found a slimy mass on my right cheek.

I leaned over to the mirror to take a closer look, and the sight scared me to the sight of a blood-red fingerprint on my right cheek!

The bloody handprints were small, smaller than my hand, blood-red, and looked a little scary.

I subconsciously reached out and touched it, and found that my fingertips were sticky, and they were really bloodstains!

I stood in front of the mirror in despair, and a chill rose from the center of my feet, climbing up my back inch by inch until it seeped into my scalp, and I felt my scalp tingle.

Who left this weird bloody handprint on my face?

I suddenly remembered that in the middle of the night last night, it seemed as if someone was touching my face.

Oh, my God!

How horrible that scene must have been!

A bloodied guy lay on the edge of the bed staring at me as he slept, stretching out his blood-covered hands and gently caressing my face

The hairs on my body stand on end like an electric shock, there is someone in the house!!

My bedroom wasn't big, and I had a great view as far as the eye could see, and I lifted the quilt to see that the bed was empty and there was nothing. Then I held my breath and crawled on the floor to look under the bed, still finding nothing. Finally, I set my sights on the only hiding place, the large wardrobe that stood against the wall.

If there were still people in the house, that big wardrobe was the only possibility.

I took a deep breath, tried to hold back the thumping of my little liver, and walked lightly to the front of the closet.

"Who? Who's in it? Come out! Get the hell out of here! "I had the courage to stand in front of the closet and scolded.

After scolding for a long time, there was not the slightest movement in the closet.

I couldn't hold it anymore and took a step forward, pulling on the closet door with both hands.

Squeak!

The wardrobe door opened, and I quickly stepped back two meters away, gesturing my hands in a defensive stance.

The closet was dark and rumbling, and there was nothing but neatly stacked clothes.

I was stunned, and there was no one in the closet? So what's the bloody handprint on my face?

I looked around the bedroom, and I always felt that something was not right, as if a pair of eyes were silently staring at me, and I felt like I was being watched!