I felt like I had only been away for three days and it had become a place I didn't know at all.

After coming in from the bridge, I felt like I had come to the underworld, because I saw some white paper money falling from the sky for no reason, and I don't know where it came from, and when I crossed the bridge, my uncle said to me, "You must not think of this place as your home again, or you will be lost in it." ”

Since I came in, I have been thinking about this sentence of my uncle. Actually, I didn't understand it at first, and I couldn't understand it.

After seeing these differences, I asked my uncle, "How did this place become like this?" ”

Uncle just told me, "Because the feng shui here is dead, the feng shui is dead, and this is a dead village." ”

The first time I heard this, I said, "Feng Shui also dies?" ”

Uncle said: "Everything will die, and the death of Feng Shui is the dissipation of yin and yang, and the dissipation of yin and yang will not be able to condense the five elements." The three souls and seven spirits of a person rely on the five elements of yin and yang to condense and reincarnate, so after the death of feng shui, the three souls and seven spirits will dissipate before they have time to leave the body, which is also the death of the soul. ”

Uncle mentioned the death of the soul, this is the second time we have discussed this topic, the death was when I wanted to save my mother, he talked about it at the time, and now he talks about it again, I asked the uncle, "What will become of the soul when it dies?" ”

Uncle said, "It will turn into water, the water of the Yellow Spring." ”

When I heard this answer, I was stunned, I couldn't understand it, and at the same time I was horrified. He exclaimed, "It turns out that there really is a yellow spring." ”

Uncle didn't answer me, we continued to move forward, I haven't recovered from the shock just now, but the question resurfaced in my mind, I then asked Uncle said: "Then the well in our house, you call it Yinjing, is it related to Huangquan, Huaxiu has been telling me that there is a problem with the water in our house, is it ......?"

Uncle looked at me and didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to tell me that this is what I thought, that this well in our house is connected to the Yellow Spring, and the water in it is the Yellow Spring Water, which is what the soul will do after death.

I finally understood why my Yin Soul was lost but was safe and sound, because the water of this well was nourishing, and Uncle Xiao said, "The reason why Yin Well is called Yin Well is only because there is a small opening at the bottom of the well that connects to the Yellow Spring. There is a stream of yellow spring water flowing down this mouth into the yin well, which is why this well is unusual, and as for why there is such an opening, no one knows. How many people have disappeared from this world forever in order to explore this secret, and even their souls have disappeared, perhaps people who have seen or know something. It has all become the water of the Yellow Spring. ”

After learning this shocking secret, I seemed to sense in my heart that a big conspiracy was quietly forming, perhaps revolving around this yin well, and the core was this inexplicably gushing yellow spring water.

While talking, we have returned to the old house of the Xiao family, but when I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I found that the old house of the Xiao family I saw at this time was exactly the same as what I saw when I came out of my soul, because there were two white lanterns hanging on the courtyard gate, emitting a hazy light, and the courtyard door was open, and I only saw the courtyard and houses with black holes inside, and there was a feeling of ghosts.

When I saw this scene in front of me, I wondered for a while. I asked my uncle, "Am I in reality or in a state of ecstasy?" ”

My uncle told me, "It's real. ”

Then he approached the courtyard first, and when I came to the courtyard, I first felt that the courtyard was very different, and when I looked at the courtyard wall, I realized what the difference was. I saw one shroud after another hanging on the wall of the courtyard, just like I saw in the upstairs room, and the shrouds hanging on the wall looked like a person being nailed to the wall, and I swept them one by one. If every shroud is a dead soul, then there are too many dead souls here.

But these shrouds were not the most conspicuous, but the faint candlelight coming from the hall, and I passed through the flickering candlelight. I saw that there seemed to be a coffin parked in the hall, so I looked at my uncle, who walked forward without saying a word, until I came to the bottom of the eaves, and suddenly I heard the sound of something hanging on the floor from upstairs, very loudly.

My attention was immediately drawn to the sound, and I heard something rolling on the floor. Then we came to the staircase, and fell down the staircase, and rolled down to the staircase under the eaves, and down the eaves to our feet.

I saw that it was a round thing. But I don't know what it is, like glass beads, but it's not, the uncle picked it up, but the moment he picked it up, his face changed, and then I saw him immediately look upstairs, and soon came to the yard to look up at the roof. I didn't know what he was looking for, so I followed him into the courtyard, and when he got to the courtyard and looked at the roof, I heard only the sound of a flock of crows chirping. It was like listening to many crows on the roof, and they all flew up in shock by the uncle's action.

When I looked up, I saw a flock of crows flying up from the rooftop, which was crushing and soon disappeared into the sky, and I saw something on the roof, a coffin if I guessed correctly.

I exclaimed, "There's a coffin on the roof." ”

And just as I was saying this, I suddenly heard my uncle snort. I just looked at her, only to see him hunched over, his right hand tightly grasping his left chest, as if he was suffering great pain, I saw my uncle suddenly like this, I hurriedly helped him and asked him, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

Uncle was in his left hand and waved his hand at me to indicate that it was okay, and I saw that after more than ten seconds, his pain seemed to improve slightly. It's just that his face is extremely ugly because of the pain just now, and his forehead is full of dense beads of sweat, and then I saw that he was holding a pure black stone bead in his hand, I don't know what material this is, but I think that the sudden appearance of this situation by Uncle is definitely related to this bead, so I asked him: "What is this?" ”

Uncle said, "It's just a stone bead." ”

Naturally, I didn't believe it, but my uncle didn't want to say more, and I saw him put away the stone beads. Instead, he said to me, "It's only been three days, and everything has changed here, and the coffin of life and death is still open." ”

I looked up at the coffin on the roof and asked, "Is that the coffin of life and death?" ”

Uncle shook his head and said: "The coffin of life and death has been taken back to Xuejia Town by Xue Fang and placed by Mr. Yin, but their original intention was to seal the coffin of life and death, but they didn't expect it to be sealed in the end." ”

I asked, "What's in the coffin of life and death?" ”

Uncle looked at me and said word by word: "It's death." ”

After finishing speaking, the uncle didn't care about the coffin on the roof of the house. But I couldn't rest assured, and continued to ask: "What's the matter with the coffin on the roof, what's inside?" ”

Uncle said: "It is a sign of death, indicating that death has enveloped this place. Just after Feng Shui died. Now all we need to do is know what happened to the coffin in the hall. ”

As he spoke, he had arrived at the door of the hall, and when I came to the door of the hall, I saw a very familiar scene, only to see a coffin in the center of the hall, and on both sides of the left and right were black and white paper figures.

When I saw this, I panicked for a moment, and somehow I felt like I wanted to run away from here, but soon I saw a person standing behind the coffin, and this person was none other than my grandmother.

When she saw that we had reached the door of the eaves, she said to me, "Wood, you have finally returned, and your coffin has been prepared for you, and I am waiting for you to come out of the funeral." ”

I looked at my uncle as if I suddenly realized something, and he looked at me silently and said softly, "I'm sorry for the wood." ”