If I hadn't been in this business for several years, that voice would have scared me out of my pants. Now I have a guy on my own, and I can't say anything about it if I don't do something. At the same time as the voice appeared, the sword of sin in my hand was thrown out where the sound came from. I heard a "whoosh" sound, and the sword of sin flew down the hole in the big pit.

Suddenly there was a scream from under the hole, followed by a loud bang. After a "boom", a puff of smoke and dust poured out of the hole. The three of us hurriedly stepped back, and with this puff of smoke, the sword flew back into my hand from the position I had thrown down just now. I saw that there was still blood dripping on the blade.

The sin sword has never been bloody, and it was the first time it came back with blood on it. Although the blood on it quickly dripped completely from the sword body, looking at the blood dripping on the ground still made me feel a little uncomfortable. At this moment, the outside door was opened again, and Monk Xiao appeared at the door with a backpack on his back.

Old Master Xiao heard the loud noise just now at the door, and after he came in, he immediately turned around and shouted to my grandfather behind him: "It's okay, there is another piece of collapse under the vegetable cellar." Your grandson is far away, I watch your precious grandson for you, there will be no accident with me. "

After finishing speaking, Monk Xiao closed the door, and when the people outside were not paying attention, he quietly plugged in the door from the inside, and then walked quickly to us. Immediately after meeting, he asked in a low voice, "Why did you make such a big disturbance just now?" You okay? "

Sun Fatzi glanced at him, pointed to the hole under the big pit, and told Monk Xiao what had just happened. After talking about the situation just now, he glanced at the backpack that Sun Fatzi was carrying, and after a pause, he said, "Old Master Xiao, you have all your belongings here, and you are going to live here at night?" Didn't I say that you are still fighting those 'nuggets' ideas? "

When Sun Fatzi spoke, Monk Xiao had already opened his travel bag, first took out a 'May Fourth' pistol from the bag and stuck it behind his waist, and then took out a pile of yellowed satin cloth from it, which was densely embroidered with gold thread with half-text and half-picture symbols, looking like a distant relative of the rune.

Monk Xiao grabbed one side of the satin cloth by himself, and then handed the rest to Huang Ran, and said, "Take a hand, unfold this thing."

He stepped back and unfolded the white cloth, took out a piece of golden metal the size of a cigarette box from his pocket and threw it to Sun Fatzi, saying, "I'm a little older, but I'm not old and confused, and I can still tell the difference between gold and brass." It's not right to hold it in your hand, if the lead tire may still be able to fool me, the copper tire gilt will be pulled out at once. "

Sun Fatzi took the gilded copper outside, looked at Monk Xiao with some surprise and said, "How did you get this thing?" Didn't you say that they were all confiscated by Gan Daye? Understood-" As he spoke, Fat Sun paused, looked at Monk Xiao with a wicked smile and said, "Old Master Xiao, you 'took it' out of Gan Daye's pocket." I can't see it, you're so old, and your hands and feet are quite flexible. "

"Ass!" Monk Xiao glared at Sun Fatzi angrily, and said, "Dozens of people rushed in one after another, who can know if one or two people have slipped through the net?" Do you think I came out of Lao Shen's house early in the morning before dawn just to find a place to sleep? I came to it at dawn and bought it for real gold......"

As they spoke, Monk Xiao and Huang Ran had already opened the satin cloth. Only then did I realize that what Monk Xiao took out was actually a Dhara Sutra quilt for the dead. It's just that the Dhara Sutra that Monk Xiao held in his hand was a little evil, not to mention covering the coffin, he could cover half of this courtyard.

Huang Ran was knowledgeable, he looked at the scriptures on the shedding scripture quilt, and said: "This is not the style of the Qing Dynasty, it is all Tantric scriptures...... There is also Yuan Wen, which is dedicated to the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty. Advisor Xiao, where did you get this? Anything else? If you are willing to give me your love, I will not exchange it within 10 million. "

After Monk Xiao heard this, he smiled, looked at Huang Ran and said, "It's still a little doll, you know the goods, this was bought from a tomb robber a few months ago." The grandson didn't know the goods, and his eyes recognized the yellow and white, and such a piece of the Dhara Sutra of the Yuan Dynasty was accepted by me for eighty-five thousand. Since it's what you want, add two zeros to the end and take it. But when this matter is over, let's say that we are all so acquainted, and we must be villains first and then gentlemen. At that time, I will have to pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand, the Dhara Sutra of the Yuan Dynasty is still alive and this is the only payment, what I want is really not expensive, if someone else buys it, I may not necessarily make a ......move with three zeros added to the back."

When Sun Fatzi spoke, he and Huang Ran walked to both sides of the collapsed vegetable cellar. Huang Ran understood what Monk Xiao meant, and he didn't need to say more, the two of them together covered this Dhara Sutra on top of the collapsed vegetable cellar. At the moment when the Dhara Sutra was covered, it seemed that something was about to come out underneath, and the shape of a person appeared under the Dhara Sutra.

This 'person' struggled back and forth under the Dhara Sutra, but he could not get rid of the shackles of this layer of yellow satin cloth. While it struggled, one terrible scream after another rang out in the courtyard of the township chief. After about a minute or two, the Dhara Sutra was vanished by the human form below. But it didn't take long for a new figure to emerge beneath the Dhara Sutra.

The figure that appeared this time was a woman, the same as the one just now. She could not break free from the shackles of this thin layer of satin cloth, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not come out from under the Dhara Sutra ....... Next, wave after wave of human figures appeared from under the Dhara Sutra quilt, just like the two previous two figures, let them struggle, but they could not break free from under the Sutra Sutra.

I didn't expect Monk Xiao to get such a treasure, for a long time, I really underestimated him. Not to mention anything else, Lao Xiao's eyesight is not comparable to ordinary people

About half an hour later, when the sky was about to get dark, the human form on the Dhara Sutra began to slowly disappear. At this time, Grandpa and they slammed the door outside, telling us to get out quickly no matter what. Otherwise, he and the third uncle would have slammed the door in.

I have just seen a little effect here, and I have to wait for Monk Xiao's next move, but I didn't expect him to agree for me: "Go out immediately, old fellow, you wait outside for another minute, and we will go out after we finish cleaning up!" As he spoke, he picked up a few broken bricks from the bottom of the window of the township chief's house, and then pressed the broken bricks to the four corners of the fallen quilt.

After pressing the Dhara Sutra quilt, Monk Xiao slapped his face, looked at us and said, "Let's go, we can live until now." Remember to come early tomorrow, take this Dhara Sutra away, don't wait for the Ministry of Public Security to come, and then take this treasure away. "

I couldn't understand this, so I said to Monk Xiao at the moment: "Old Xiao, this is over?" So what about what's below? Is it honest to be pressed by your bed of Dhara Sutra for one night? "

"Bah, bah, bah...... What do you call my Dhara Sutra quilt, little spicy, I won't need this object in fifty years" After glancing at me angrily, Monk Xiao said while packing his travel bag: "Let's do this, it's good to do this for the people who come tomorrow." Now is not the time for the polling bureau to eat public meals and work hard, and you can't earn a penny after doing this work, not to mention that you have to build 18,000 in it if you don't get it. If there is another one, and those two fat men have some accidents, it will be even less worthwhile. Little Spicy, let's seal this place first for the people who will come tomorrow, and make sure that nothing happens tonight. Just wait for someone from above to deal with it......"

When Monk Xiao spoke, my grandfather's urging voice came from outside the door. It was Monk Xiao who said for me: "This is coming out, wait for us for twenty seconds." With that, he tapped me on the shoulder, and then he was the first to turn and walk towards the gate. At this time, Sun Fatzi came to my side and said, "Spicy, let's listen to Lao Xiao's words." It's not that I said, it's not the poll bureau now, we don't have backup, if something really happens, we're really in trouble. Besides, except for you and Lao Xiao, Lao Huang and I didn't bring anything, once something unexpected happened, Lao Huang was capable, and I would have to wait for death. "

Sun Fatzi said so, and I could only follow Monk Xiao towards the door, but after walking a few steps, looking at the Dhara Sutra quilt spread on the ground next to him, I still couldn't help but say: "You all heard the movement of the speech just now, I can't guarantee that he was dealt with by the Sin Sword, if he is okay, he can be suppressed by this Dhara Sutra quilt?" "

This Sun Fat Man couldn't explain, or Huang Ran said beside me: "This Fu Dhara Sutra was the funeral goods of the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty, he is not comparable to the imitation of the later Qing Dynasty, the Dhara Sutra was originally to block the invasion of ghosts and gods, as long as this Fu Dhara Sutra is not damaged, I am not afraid of the following things coming out to make trouble......"

After coming out of the village chief's house, we went back to my grandfather's house and slept overnight. I haven't slept for two days and one night, and if I hadn't been woken up, I don't know how long I would have been able to sleep. When he came out of his grandfather's house, it was not yet dark, and Monk Xiao was already waiting in the car. By the time we returned to the township chief's house again, the county magistrate had already greeted the armed police guarding the gate yesterday, and when he saw us arriving, he had already opened the door for us.

When a few of us went in to take a look, all four of us were dumbfounded, and saw that the Dhara Sutra that had been laid on the ground yesterday and night had been lifted aside, and there was a person lying next to the hole in the big pit, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time......