Chapter 90: Visiting His Grave at Night

The stele lay flat on the ground, and it can be seen that it is very old, and the handwriting on it is mostly blurred, and the handwriting is very small, which is obviously an epitaph written to the owner of the tomb.

Lu Bu used a short halberd to probe into the gap under the stone stele, and with a forceful lift, the heavy stone stele flipped over.

The words engraved on it instantly stunned him.

It was actually his own name engraved on it.

Is there anyone with the same name as himself, or an admirer of later generations who unintentionally carved it? Or is it ......

This last possibility immediately sent a chill down his spine.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Bu still flipped the stele over again.

At this time, it was already a little dark, the handwriting was already very small, and most of it had been smoothed out, so Lu Bu came to him and recognized it for a long time before he could barely understand the gist of it.

Needless to say, what is written here is his own life.

just omitted many of his glorious moments, and only wrote about himself and Diao Chan very clearly, and the ridicule in his tone was far greater than seriousness, although it was not directly written, but it implied many mocking words such as "heavy color and light friends", "red face and troubled water".

"How dare the juniors insult me?"

Lu Bu's entire body trembled.

Standing here well, doesn't this skin belong to the previous self?

"Guest officer, the little palace master calls you."

Lu Bu turned around, and the "son" of the father and son was standing behind him, squinting his eyes trying to find his exact position.

Lu Bu grabbed the clothes on his chest.

"Where did this monument come from?"

The kid was obviously frightened by Lu Bu's seemingly fierce appearance, and struggled back desperately a few times, only to find that his feet had left the ground.

"Guest officer, this monument is not unique to my family, in this village, every family must have it, why be so surprised?"

"Ben Hou only asked you where this stele came from, and it has nothing to do with other steles?" Lu Bu's arm shook slightly, and the man felt that the bones in his whole body were about to be shaken apart.

"The guest officer stops, and the villain tells the truth."

Lu Bu let him go.

The man clutched his chest, and it took a long time for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

It is said that as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, we belonged to the Song, Chu, Xu and other countries, and in the Western Han Dynasty, it belonged to Huainan, Lu'an, Huaiyang, etc., and also belonged to Wei and Eastern Wu in the Three Kingdoms period of the Later Han Dynasty."

"So verbose, Ben Hou only asked you about the origin of this monument?" Lu Bu shouted.

Before Lu Bu's death, the three-legged momentum had not yet been formed, so the Later Han Dynasty was also very unfamiliar to him.

"Don't worry, guest officer." The man said, "Because we are very special here, the people here have a very strange legend, that is, if there is such an ancient monument in the house, it can ward off evil spirits and avoid evil. The more prominent the identity of the tomb owner, the better the effect. Therefore we ......"

"I see?" Lu Bu nodded, "How effective is this little Wenhou Monument?" ”

The man thought for a moment.

"The villain is illiterate, and I don't know who owns this monument, but since I asked to return to this monument, the old mother died of illness and the little sister died violently, but it is true that the family is in the middle of the road. This monument is ominous, and when I am thinking about it, I will carry it to the back and throw it away. ”

"The monument of Benhou is not as good as those rats and dogs?" Lu Bu said hatefully.

That person didn't need to turn his head, he could already see Lu Bu's expression very clearly.

"Do you dare to recognize this person? I said that this person must have been an extremely obscene and unsuccessful person in his life, and if it weren't for his father's insistence, the villain would have thrown away this monument long ago. ”

Lu Bu was angry and hateful, and thought about it.

"Quickly take Ben Hou to this old tomb for a walk."

The man was taken aback.

"It's getting late, so the guest officer can wait until tomorrow morning to go again."

"Don't be verbose." Ignoring his objections, Lu Bu grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the gate.

The man still wanted to struggle, but found that in Lu Bu's hands, he was like a rooster waiting to be slaughtered, and he had no power to fight back.

"The guest officer is like this, and the villain needs to go back and get some candles."

"Hurry up." Lu Bu said.

The man ran back to fetch the candle.

It wasn't long before he walked out with a half-cut candle and a rusted shovel.

Not far from the village, Lu Bu really saw a vast grassland, and occasionally there were some dense layers of reeds.

"The tomb of Benhou is actually set in such a remote place?" Lu Bu felt a little sad, but when he lowered his head to look at his intact body, he smiled again.

After about seven or eight miles of walking, there was a huge collapse under his feet, and although there was no standing water, the soil was very sticky, and there was not even a mark on it. A pitch-black thief hole was on the side of the collapse, like a bloody mouth from hell, spitting cold air.

"This tomb has already been robbed by the people in the village, and it is expected that there will be nothing of value, do the guest officers really want to take a look?" The man had stopped far away and asked in a whisper.

"Ben Hou wants to see what the descendants used to serve as Ben Hou's body?" Lu Bu said.

The man shook his head strangely, presumably thinking that the guest officer was a madman.

"The guest officer can go by himself, and the villain is waiting here." The man handed over the candle in his hand, "It's just that the tomb is sinister, and the guest officer should be careful." ”

"Ben Hou has killed countless people in his life, how can he be afraid of this tomb of death?" Lu Bu snorted.

Lu Bu came to the front of the thief cave and leaned down to look down.

A chilly aura approached.

Pulling out the halberd, Lu Bu slowly drilled in along the thief hole.

In fact, the thief hole was very narrow, and many times Lu Bu had to lean his body to move forward slowly.

After climbing out of about ten meters, it suddenly opened up in front of me, and a rectangular burial chamber actually appeared. It's just that it has been visited many times, and there is not even a piece of rotten wood, only in a corner, a square indentation appears, perhaps where the tombstone is placed.

The burial chamber has been deformed, and the bluestones on both sides are crowded with each other, and countless bulges have appeared, and it seems that they may collapse at any time.

Lu Bu took a few steps in the tomb.

There were no bones, no coffins, not even the smell of death that other old tombs should have.

"In that case, how dare the juniors insult me like this?" Lu Bu said angrily, swinging his halberd and slamming it against the wall.

With a "boom", the wall was smashed and collapsed, and the huge stone slab above his head made a piercing sound and tilted down in an instant.

Lu Bu just glanced up.

Looking along the collapsed wall, Lu Bu saw another place hidden behind the wall.

It was a place about the same size as the burial chamber at the foot of the tomb.

This time, Lu Bu saw the coffin.

The blood-red painted coffin was placed on a stone staircase, and was fastened with two iron chains around it, and as the air poured in, the coffin, which had been in good condition, made a burst of noise, spreading out to the sides, and the chains were instantly straightened.

Fortunately, the designers put a lot of thought into making the coffin preserved.

Lu Bu walked over, he wanted to see what kind of thing was hidden in the coffin.