I was brought home by my master when I was six years old.

Although I was young at that time, I was also sensitive to the fact that I had been abandoned, and unwillingness and hatred came to my heart, and I began to hate this person who bought me away.

I still remember that in the two years when I was brought back by my master, I did everything with him, including trespassing on the forbidden land he talked about......

As I went deeper and deeper, I finally got a clear view of what was behind the iron gate.

It was a cramped room, and there were two things in it, a bookshelf and a coffin.

The bookshelf wasn't strange, but the coffin was so horrible that it immediately brought back memories that stuck in my mind!

That was thirteen years ago, and I was eight years old.

It's the age when I'm naughty and even a dog dislikes, and I'm dissatisfied with my master, the more he doesn't let me go, the more I want to go in.

I just went in, and I smashed things into almost every room I went.

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and I am the same, not only broke into the dark room, but also came to this basement by mistake.

I didn't understand anything at the time, and I was curious to explore places I hadn't been before, and when I pushed the iron door, the coffin inside was half scared to death, so much so that I still see it in a cold sweat now.

It was the same thing that pretended to be a dead man, but this coffin was very different, it was made of ancient bronze, and the coffin was carved with dense and various imps, which were clustered together to form three tomb beasts.

One is on the left, with ten thousand ghosts on its feet, one on the right, holding a scepter, and the last one is on the top, glaring and bloody, as if to swallow everything into its belly.

Looking back now, the furnishings in the basement at that time were almost exactly the same as now, a bookshelf and a coffin, but there was a pair of candles and a few tribute bowls in front of the coffin.

But at that time, I was so crazy that I didn't understand anything, and I was so frightened that I stubbornly kicked over the candles and the tribute bowl.

As you can imagine, I developed a high fever that night, followed by a coma for seven days and seven nights.

But I didn't know that I was unconscious, but somehow I came to a wood, the woods were full of fog, and I couldn't get out no matter how I walked, and when I looked up, there were hanging corpses, and when I looked down, there were bones and blood all over the ground!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are nothing more than that!

This is the most terrifying seven days in my memory, and in the end, the master used a special method to transmit the sound to me, and asked me to kneel and kowtow on the spot, and it took nine hundred and eighty times to come out of the fog, and then the fever also subsided, otherwise the grass on my grave is probably several meters high.

However, I seemed to have been sealed with memories and had no memory of the basement, but now I suddenly remembered...... As a result, I didn't dare to move forward when I saw the coffin in the basement at the moment.

The master noticed the abnormality, turned his head and saw that I didn't follow, and said, "It seems that you have remembered." ”

I nodded, leaning against the doorframe and not wanting to go in.

But the master told me, "If you want to survive, this is the last resort." ”

On the one hand, there was a fear of memory, and on the other hand, a desire to live, and finally the desire to live overcame the fear, I took a step to the master's side, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked worriedly, "Master, this is the evil spirit you worship?" ”

The master did not deny it, but went to the bookshelf and rummaged through it.

I couldn't help but ask again: "Master, what should I do, kowtow to it again like last time?" ”

The master said, "It's not that simple. ”

After that, under the dim candlelight, I saw the master take out an ancient knife from a certain wooden box.

Then he said to me, "Stretch out your hand." ”

I stretched out my left hand without doubt, and the next second I saw the master hold it and cut it with a knife.

I thought he would cut his palm, but who knew that he actually cut his wrist directly, and blood flowed out instantly.

Then the master pressed my bleeding hand against the bronze coffin.

The blood flowed everywhere along the lines, and the rusty bronze coffin seemed to be rejuvenated in an instant, and a dead thing suddenly came to life, and in an instant I felt that the tomb beasts on the coffin seemed to all look at me, it was terrifying!

I subconsciously withdrew my hand, but was held back by the master, who said to me solemnly, "Don't move." ”

The blood continued to spread regularly, and the master looked down at all this and said: "This is the bronze coffin of ten thousand ghosts, it is said that there is a certain emperor buried in it, no matter who you call him from now on, you must burn incense and worship on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, and where you go, where it goes." But you must never touch it unless it opens on its own. Do you understand? ”

I nodded and said, "Understood!" ”

I was skeptical of the master's words, was it actually the emperor's coffin? It's really fake, which emperor actually designed his coffin like this.

The master gave me a satisfied look, then let go of his hand and turned to walk outside.

"Master! Where are you going? ”

I panicked for no reason, and subconsciously wanted to follow, but found that my hand was attached to the coffin by some inexplicable force, and the blood was still draining.

What's going on! I tried to ask the master, but he disappeared into the darkness without looking back.

"Master! Master! ”

No matter how much I shouted, there was no response.

At this point I didn't realize the gravity of the matter, but I wondered why the master had left me alone until there was an unusual rustling sound from outside, and a terrible scream that humans could not make, and I finally understood that the master's departure was buying me time.

I wanted to go out and see what was going on, and there seemed to be a fierce fight outside, but the inexplicable force restrained me, and my hands seemed to be glued to the coffin, which was constantly absorbing the blood that flowed from me.

The blood in the human body is limited, and after a while, I became dizzy due to excessive blood loss, and then I started tinnitus......

I shook my head vigorously, but it was still heavy, and all kinds of voices filled my ears, including the kindness of my grandmother when I was a child, the scolding of my father, and the advice of my master over the years, which appeared in my ears in turn, and then were muffled by a poignant and shrill voice.

…… I tried my best to stay awake, but I still fell to the ground with a limp.

In the last moments of my consciousness, I saw a crawling baby appear next to the iron door, it raised its head slightly, grinned at me, and proudly showed its dark fangs......

Then I fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up from my coma, my heart jumped.

Master!

I immediately got up from the ground and tried to go to the master, but the imaginary feeling of powerlessness from excessive blood loss did not appear, but my head was a little dizzy.

In addition, there is nothing unusual in the basement, and the strange baby that I saw at the last glance is not here.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw this, and then looked at the coffin that had been sucking my blood, and there was no abnormality, as if what I had seen before was a hallucination, and what was even more strange was that my hand had no wound at all!