Chapter 1: The Ancestral Tomb (1st Update)

(In order to protect the lazy cat's full attendance this month, today's six watches, thank you for your support of the lazy cat, this is the first shift.) )

Got a hint from Horrorland, and according to the usual practice, Tan Xiao should have been at ease and waited for the next death horror game scene to begin.

But this time, there was no talk and laughter.

From his storage ring, he took out the small bag left by the second-generation patriarch for himself, and opened it with a smile.

After the seminal vesicle was opened, it turned into the primordial spirit light out of thin air and dissipated, as if it itself was condensed by the primordial spirit light.

A piece of letterhead fell from the seminal vesicles, and a hint rang in the ears of the talker,

"Please note that the number BX137768 trialist, you have obtained the second generation of Fuxi Hall's Patriarch's will*1."

The letterhead was in his hands, ignoring the prompt that popped up in his mind, and then opened the letterhead and skimmed through it at a glance.

The paper of the letterhead is soft and smooth, and when the inside is opened, there is no word, but when the conversation and laughter look at it, a line of golden text appears on this blank letterhead paper.

"Fuxi Hall has been a thousand years of calamity, and the descendants of the rebels Xuyuan Bai and others have made trouble, causing disasters to the common people, and the edict of the twenty generations of Fuxi Hall is in charge of the law of Kuang Zhengzong, and the calamity is easy to revive the sect."

The golden words flashed, flashed away, and then the entire letterhead dissipated into golden points of light out of thin air.

"Please note, No. BX137768 Trialist, you have been ordered by the second generation of the Patriarch to start the follow-up mission of Fuxi Hall!"

"It's time to start!"

The prompt sounded in Tan Xiao's mind, and Tan Xiao's heart shook slightly. Then such a thought flashed through his heart, and as soon as his eyes went dark, his consciousness suddenly blurred

"Do you know what it means to smoke from the ancestral grave?"

One was dressed in tattered old clothes. The old woman with a green and hungry face and gray hair was messy and sat in front of Tan Xiao and Lin Yuelong, revealing a trace of mystery in her expression.

In front of her was an old high-legged table with an old table top that was starting to turn black and covered in thick black stains.

One leg of the table seemed to have been broken, but she found two new planks and tied it up, and it was a good job.

On the table was a notched celadon bowl with a burnt black cabbage leaf the size of a fingernail sticking to the side. There was still a mouthful of yellowed rice porridge soup left in the bowl.

Just now, the old woman was drinking rice porridge soup and chatting with each other.

"Is there smoke coming from the ancestral grave? Probably because the descendants of the descendants have made a fortune, thinking that the ancestors blessed. ”

Talking and laughing did not speak. Just smiling slightly, Lin Yuelong, who was sitting on the side, replied uncertainly with a little doubt.

"Wrong~ No, this statement. It was later distorted. In the beginning, it wasn't like that. ”

seemed to be waiting for Lin Yuelong to speak, as soon as Lin Yuelong's words fell, the old woman proudly denied Lin Yuelong's statement, and the smile on her face was overflowing, as if this was another opportunity to show off her "knowledge".

"Oh, what does that mean?"

Looking at the old woman's appearance, she gritted her teeth. Secretly hated, Lin Yuelong glanced at it and laughed. Talking and laughing but not saying anything, no way, she asked rhetorically with a hard mouth.

This old woman is really very difficult!

In his heart, Lin Yuelong secretly muttered.

"Today's young people, it's really not as good as the generation! The things left by the ancestors, no matter how they are, will be ruined for you! Oops hey! ”

Facing Lin Yuelong's rhetorical question, the old woman seemed to have found another opportunity to find a stumbling block.

"The saying that there is green smoke on the ancestral grave actually comes from the fact that the coffin was not sealed thoroughly, or it was buried underground, and the coffin was damaged for too long, and the green smoke inside the coffin leaked out."

Just when the old woman was counting, she looked calm and suddenly opened her mouth without moving.

His words fell, as if like a flash of lightning, suddenly struck the old woman who was about to show her face, making her whole expression stunned for a moment, and her eyes were full of surprise and disbelief as she looked at the conversation.

She had lived a handful of years, apparently not expecting that someone would really know the true origin of this statement.

"In ancient times, when people were buried, they used coffins, and when the coffin was sealed, they would be sealed with seven-inch-long iron nails, one to prevent the corpses of their ancestors from being defiled by wild dogs, jackals, etc., and to prevent the corpses in the coffins from accidentally changing and coming out to harm people, which is called sealing the coffin."

"Before sealing the coffin, people will light a green candle on the top of the deceased's head in the coffin, so that after the coffin is sealed, the green candle burns in the coffin, consumes the oxygen inside, and can delay the decay of the body, and the green smoke after the green candle burns is sealed in the coffin."

"When the coffin leaks, the green smoke that is sealed inside the coffin leaks and rises from the grave, forming the phenomenon of green smoke emitting from the grave."

"And this, at the beginning, means that future generations do not honor their ancestors, because most of the coffins are of good material and fine workmanship, and a good coffin will not be completely rotten and damaged for hundreds of years."

"If it decays and is damaged in advance, it means that the coffins bought by future generations for their relatives are not good, and the meaning comes from this, when the living taboo this statement, it will slowly become distorted, but it will become the green smoke on the ancestral tomb, which is the meaning of the ancestors' protection."

In Lin Yuelong's puzzled eyes, Tan Xiao slowly explained this statement in detail.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head again and looked at the old woman in front of him who looked messy and crazy with a calm expression.

"I don't know if I'm right, and I don't know if the old man mentioned this statement to us, what is the reason, could it be that what happened here has something to do with this?"

After opening the bag, Tan Xiao was teleported into the death horror game scene of Fuxi Hall by the Horror Paradise, but unfortunately, to Tan Xiao's surprise, he was not directly teleported to Luyuan Town, where Fuxi Hall is located, or Lutian Town.

Instead, they appear to be randomly teleported to a normal town in the middle of the scene.

After some inquiries in the town, to Tan Xiao's surprise, although the villagers in the town had heard of the name of the Taoist priest of Maoshan, they had never heard of the location of Fuxi Hall.

Obviously, this town is not in the vicinity of Fuxitang.

At the same time, when asking, Tan Xiao inadvertently found that this town, it seems that something very bad has happened, the villagers in the town, one by one, are very frightened, the sun is still on the west mountain, the time has not yet reached the evening, they have begun to close the door, plug the doors and windows, ready to rest.

In addition, Tan Xiao noticed that one by one, they were sprinkled with quicklime and glutinous rice at the door. (To be continued......)