I sat in the yard and drank tea.

Are these seven people so angry because of slow drumming?

Is there anything going on here?

Very impolite seven people.

There are descendants of the drum, but as far as this virtue is concerned, it seems that the drum is not very good, and this person has not learned, my master will definitely not teach such a character.

I really can't figure out how these seven people learned to play the drums.

When he was about to close the shop, Gu Cripple came over and said to eat.

I followed Gu Cripple out of the ancient market and got into the car.

Gu Cripple drove onto the national highway.

Walking north, for nearly an hour, I entered a village.

The car stopped on the side of the road and entered a yard.

An old man walked out on crutches.

"Xiao Gu, enter the house."

The old man must be eighty or ninety years old, and his spirit is okay.

Entering the house, it's a bit messy.

Gu lame made tea, and seemed to be very familiar with this place.

After drinking tea for a while, Gu Cripple went to the car and got all the wine and food down.

This kid seems to be trying to put on a show.

The old man couldn't see it, happy or unhappy.

A glass of wine, a glass of wine, the old man's words increased, listening to him talk about his life.

He has lived alone all his life, and now, he has no relatives, no friends, and is very lonely.

In the end, I realized that this man was the grave keeper.

Behind this house is the mountain of graves, hundreds of graves.

Guarding the family grave.

I also know some about the legend of the housekeeper, after all, such a large tomb mountain is also extremely rare.

The Shoujia came from the south to fight and pacify a certain alien race, but hundreds of people were all thrown here.

Generations of this old man's family have been guarding this grave.

Until now.

The mountain of guarding the family grave, three sides are overhangs, you can't go up to people, one side can go up to people, an artificial road, two boulders at the mountain pass, guarding the mountain pass, one is written to guard the family cemetery, and the other is written with a forbidden word.

The strangest thing was that no one dared to walk past these two stones, but the old man could go in without incident.

Those who go in are either dead or insane.

At this time, I also understood, Gu Cripple said that there was a password.

With this password, you can go up the mountain.

Legend has it that there are a lot of things in the tomb mountain, and if you take one at random, it is worth a little money.

I don't know if it's true or not.

I play drums, I don't make pots.

Gu Cripple is not like this, he also makes pots, but he never tells anyone.

So how many years has Gu Cripple been staring at this grave keeper?

The relationship between these two people can no longer be seen, anyway, the two people are so familiar that they can't talk.

When Gu lame said about the tomb mountain, the old man immediately felt like a power outage, he had no words, bowed his head and drank, and didn't speak.

"What is the family you are talking about guarding this grave mountain until there is no one left? What is the significance? For what? Gu Cripple was a little angry, and it is estimated that he would not say less.

"What is guarded is a righteous word, and the warriors who guard the house are kind to our family." The old man said quietly.

"You're dead, I'll guard you." Gu lame said.

The old man shook his head, Gu Cripple's bad thoughts, needless to say, all understood.

"Just let him guard it." The old man said.

Who is he?

Gu Cripple and the old man talked about sleeping until it was almost midnight.

I couldn't sleep, I slept here, with the grave mountain behind me, and I always felt uneasy.

This cripple wanted to make a pot, but he never took down this grave keeper.

So what did he bring me for?

This crippled man could sleep and snore.

I got up at eight o'clock, made breakfast for the grave, and said that I would go back after eating!

Gu lame said, it's not that easy, this time, I'll get you a coffin.

The grave keeper did not speak.

After eating, Gu Cripple went to the courtyard to drink tea.

After a while, a car stopped at the door, someone came down, Gu lame said, carry it in, and put it in the yard.

The coffin, painted red, made me fearful.

I thought that the grave keeper was crazy, but no, the grave keeper came out, Gu Cripple gave the money, and the person who sent the coffin left.

The grave keeper sat down and said, Thank you.

"I'm the only one to bury you, and I'll bury you where you want." Gu Cripple is indeed a little crazy playing.

"Thanks, then I won't tell you how to get into the grave mountain." Said the grave keeper.

Gu Cripple just laughed, got up and left.

I went home to rest, and I barely slept all night last night.

I got up in the afternoon and went to the shop, and Gu Cripple came over.

Sitting at the window drinking tea, Gu Cripple said, "Aren't you interested in the grave mountain?" You also grew up in this city. ”

"I'm just listening to some food, I don't make pots." I say.

"Legend has it that on the grave mountain, there are treasures everywhere, and how many people want to go up, and every year someone dies in it." Gu lame said.

"Maybe it's a legend."

Gu lame shook his head, there is a password for guarding the grave mountain, and if you have that password, you can go up the mountain, and the grave keeper will bring the police up the mountain every year to look for missing people, and someone will be carried down every year.

Looks like it's true.

"Don't think about it, the coffins have been given to others, and they haven't said anything." I say.

"You don't understand, he needs a coffin, he needs someone to bury him." Gu lame said.

I didn't say anything more, I didn't know about it, and I didn't want to ask.

Gu Cripple wants to provoke this matter, I'm afraid he wants to get into trouble.

I also put my worries out and said it, Gu Cripple nodded, it seems that he has already had his own plans.

Gu Cripple is not a fool.

The next day, the seven members of the drum said they wanted to play the drum with me.

I ignored them.

They came to the shop at ten o'clock, and I said I was going to do business, let them go, I didn't want to make a fuss about anything.

The seven of them did not leave until noon, and it seemed that they were not ready to leave.

I took them to the restaurant, drank with them, and tried to get them out of here, whatever the drum was, it didn't make sense.

They were weird about me playing slow drums, how could I slow drums, and they hit a ceiling, and he asked me who I learned this drum from.

What they mean is that the slow drum of the German drum is the highest, which is the stuff of their ancestors, and outsiders can't learn it.

The slow drum is the real drum, not the highest drum, the highest drum is the sound without the drum, the sound without sound.

They don't understand.

It seems that the transmission of the German drum is only a part of it.

I said how I could slow down, and making up stories was as easy as drinking water for me.

I'm just telling the truth, they won't believe it, make up the story, maybe they will believe it.

I made up stories and they looked at me and I didn't believe it.

The slow drum of the German drum is the highest drum in their place, and it is absolutely not preached.

They beat the drum to death.

They're still going to play the drums with me.

I shook my head, no, I said they didn't deserve it.

These words annoyed them.

They played so well that I wasn't scared at all.

I just didn't get the drum right, and seven people were so angry that they wanted to do it.

I sneered, after so much experience, am I still afraid of death?

I got up and walked to the door and said, "I have the ability to play the drums, I'll wait." “

I know, they'll play the drums.