"Where?"

"Go to my master's grave."

Now go to his master's grave?

Is Old Man Zhu really planning to break the boat?

Say goodbye to his master and go to the little demon again?

Is this still the slippery old man Zhu in my mind who is as slippery as Xu Yuanzhi?

"What are you doing there?" I asked.

"Dig a grave."

Old man Zhu squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and asked me to get ready for the guy's business, and then I was leaving.

It doesn't look like a joke to look at him.

The point is that this is not a joke node either.

I was a little confused, and then confirmed, "Are you really going to dig your master's grave?" ”

"Yes."

Seeing what he said categorically, my heart moved.

Could it be that there is some kind of magic weapon buried in his master's grave?

He took it out to fight the little demon angrily?

Other than that, I can't think of a better explanation.

Generally, there is nothing else, and the younger generations will not bother the ancestors, especially the great rebellion of digging graves.

It is impossible for Old Man Zhu not to understand this, this is the most basic.

I didn't speak again, and silently followed Old Man Zhu out of the door.

On the way, Old Man Zhu was not angry, covered his chest and said: "When I think that the saint let that little demon do it in vain, my heart hurts. Grandma's, I'm going to have to fight with him this time......"

Looking at his distorted face, I asked, "The little demon is very powerful?" ”

Old man Zhu nodded and said: "It's very tight, there is a strange power in him, you may not feel it if you are a living person, that kind of power makes the ghost tremble so frightened that he doesn't dare to resist in the slightest." ”

"Since he's so powerful, how can you fight him?"

"There is a powerful magic weapon buried in my master's grave, and I want to take it out."

Sure enough, it was as I thought.

"But what if that magic weapon can't deal with him, but instead provokes him, what should I do?"

I poured cold water on Old Man Zhu.

This is a fact that has to be taken into account.

You can't do things on the spur of the moment.

Three minutes of enthusiasm can't do anything big after all.

Old man Zhu was silent for half a minute, and said angrily: "My newborn heart of resistance was ruthlessly extinguished by you. You kid has bad intentions, who is it? Stop talking nonsense...... Hurry up and carry your things......"

Before he could finish speaking, he floated out the door.

It seems that a second later will regret it.

I was a little dissatisfied: "This is my analysis based on facts, if you don't accept it, forget it, and say that I have bad intentions, and I am really kind to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

Having said that, I honestly picked up a pickaxe and lifted an iron and followed him.

He was on fire in his heart, and he didn't vent it, and he used me as a punching bag.

It can also be seen that Old Man Zhu is not completely sure of dealing with the little demon even with the help of the magic weapon left by his master.

However, let him give up the position of saint to him, and he was unwilling.

I walked a few quick steps, caught up with him, and asked, "What kind of magic weapon did your master leave for you?" And what are the supernatural powers? ”

Old man Zhu was a little absent-minded, put his hands behind his back, as if he was thinking about something, and said slowly: "Won't you know when you dig it out?" ”

After a short time, he left the village, and went into a wooded field and came to an open field.

"Here we are." Old man Zhu stopped and pointed to the center of the clearing.

I glanced around with my flashlight, and it was empty, except for some weeds and a few rotten stones.

"Where?"

In my mind, after a person dies, he must build a grave.

Old man Zhu floated to the rotten stones: "This is it." ”

"Why don't you erect a grave?" My curiosity was overwhelming.

"That's what my master told me back then."

Old man Zhu dealt with it casually, and said, "If I hadn't put a few stones here, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to find where my master's grave is all these years." Alas......"

I looked around again, this burial place is really not good, the front is not by the water and the back is not against the mountain, the bright hall is not open, and there is no shelter on the left and right.

Look at the soil again, it is pitch black, and under the light of the flashlight, it can be seen that there is a layer of dew on it......

I couldn't help but frown.

The weather was very dry, and although the night was humid, it was not yet to the point where the fog turned into water.

Thinking about it, I crouched down and touched it.

A chilly breath ran down my fingertips to my shoulder blades.

What's going on?

No wonder I find it colder here than anywhere else.

I grabbed another handful of black soil and put it under my nose and smelled it, and there was a smell of rust.

It's iron sand.

I stood up and looked around again, but I saw that within seven or eight meters of Old Man Zhu's grave as the center, there was not a single grass growing around!

"A corpse mutiny occurred after your master's death?" I asked Old Man Zhu.

I say this because I found out that this is a corpse breeding ground!

The yin atmosphere here is strong, the wind does not enter, and the water does not move.

No wind and no water is death.

These dewdrops are not dew in the ordinary sense, but water droplets condensed by too thick yin and evil qi, and it is precisely because of this cold qi that there is no grass growing around.

As for iron sand, it is something that drives away evil spirits.

There is a large amount of iron sand here, indicating that someone has suppressed this place.

Old man Zhu's master is buried here, so I guess he may have been suppressed after a corpse mutiny.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Zhu directly denied my question.

He shook his head: "My master did not change after his death, and the iron sand was mixed into the soil by his order." ”

I was directly confused.

Old man Zhu's Taoist skills are not bad, and it stands to reason that his master should be better.

When he chose this place as his graveyard, he wouldn't fail to see that this was a corpse breeding ground.

Yes, he must have seen it.

Otherwise, he would not have had people mix iron sand in the soil when he buried him.

But since he saw it, why did he still bury him in this ghost place?

I threw all my doubts out in one go.

Old Man Zhu sighed heavily and said, "My master was really forced to bury here back then, and he suppressed two corpses here. ”

The more I listened, the more confused I became.

"It's the first time I've heard of repression or a symbol, or a thing, or a person? Especially if you are buried in this kind of place to suppress it, aren't you afraid that not only will you not be able to suppress it, but there will be one more zombie? ”

Old Man Zhu shook his head again and again: "Facts have proved that my master's actions back then were very wise, and for so many years, there has been no change here. ”

I don't agree with Old Man Shan's statement: "If you don't move on the face, it doesn't mean you don't move in secret." ”

Speaking of which, I pointed to the dew on the ground: "Don't you see?" This cold and dewy Sensen shows that there is something underneath, and it is very fierce, and the temporary immobility is just brewing, and it is impossible to say that it will break through the ground one day. ”

Old man Zhu said: "That's because you don't know what it was like here a few years ago, when I came to see it every morning, there was a lot of cold dew on the ground like a light rain last night, and it has improved too much over the years." ”

I gasped.

Cold dew turns into rain!

What a terrible aura this must be?

"Where is this underground town sacred?" I asked again.