My name is Chen Xu, and my grandfather is a tomb robber, and insiders call him the King of Sands.

Fifty years ago, my grandfather and five other people found an ancient tomb from the Warring States period in a crack in a mountain in Shi'en, Hubei.

The overall structure of this ancient tomb is very different from that of the Central Plains.

Although they didn't encounter any traps, crossbows, and quicksand traps.

But in the corridor, I saw a lot of bones and corpses all over the ground.

There are corpses from various dynasties.

It can be seen that this ancient tomb has been visited many times over the years.

It stands to reason that a pit like this has been filtered out.

Ordinary grave robbers don't go any further.

But at that time, the people who were with my grandfather were all good players in the circle.

When they saw these corpses, they were not afraid, but inexplicably excited.

If so many people can enter here one after another, it is obvious that there must be something untouchable in it.

Even if most of the burial goods in the coffin are gone, isn't there still a corpse?

If the body is gone, there must be something else missing.

It was everyone's thoughts that led to all kinds of bizarre and strange things that happened later.

As for the starting point of my fate, it can be said that the introduction was laid in advance from this time.

To be on the safe side, Grandpa and the others still left two people to be responsible for answering outside, and the rest of the people went into the tomb to find out.

By the time they reached the main chamber, the door had been broken.

There are a total of three coffins in the tomb, which are placed in a triangular formation.

From left to right, there are wooden coffins, sarcophagi, and bronze coffins.

The wooden coffin on the far left has been destroyed, and there is a lot of black liquid that has dried up inside.

There was a foul smell in the air.

Together, they opened the bronze coffin on the far right.

There was a lot of mold in the coffin, and the moment it was opened, a black gas suddenly came to the surface.

Everyone hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and ducked back.

At this moment, an arm emitting black smoke suddenly stretched out from inside the coffin, and grabbed the bearded man who was moving a little slower.

Someone smashed it with a crowbar in his hand, but although the black hand was withered, it was as hard as King Kong.

Seeing that the man was dragged into the coffin, his life was short.

In desperation, the grandfather poured all the blood of the nine-tailed rooster he was carrying into the coffin.

With a heart-rending scream, the bearded man died in the coffin.

The corpse inside the coffin rushed out of the tomb with white smoke and ran outside.

Grandpa hurriedly shouted: "Bolt, you find a way to open the last coffin here, Lao Yao, you go with me to chase it." ”

Grandpa and Yao chased them out of the tomb, but saw the body of one of their companions in the corridor.

The corpse died in a horrible state, with a large hole in its stomach.

His face was half corroded by something, and black blood was bubbling outside.

Ignoring their grief, one took out the black donkey's hooves from his body, and the other took a pistol from the corpse and rushed out.

As soon as he rushed to the door, he saw another companion staggering over with his hand on his shoulder.

Her shoulders were still slumped, and her flesh and blood were terrifying.

The mouth kept spitting blood.

When he saw the grandfather and the two, he didn't even say a word, so he fell down in front of the two of them.

The two of them sensed that something was wrong, and they glanced at each other, and did not continue to chase the fleeing ghost corpse.

With palpitations, the two turned around and returned to the burial chamber.

The bolt left in the chamber had opened the lid of the last stone coffin.

The bolt crouched in the coffin, and let out a strange laugh from his mouth.

He kept talking to himself.

"It's been sent, it's been sent, this time it's completely ......"

As he spoke, he raised his head and saw his grandfather and Lao Yao coming back.

The smile on his face is even more difficult to hide.

"Lao Yao, Lao Chen, what do you think this is?"

I saw a bolt holding a Warring States gold and silver wrong dragon pattern mirror in his hand.

Grandpa looked at the plug in pass, but noticed a strange smile on the bolt's face.

Suddenly screamed that it was not good, but it was already too late.

Grandpa was illuminated by the bronze mirror, and his eyes were directly blind for some reason.

In a panic, I only heard Lao Yao next to him shouting: "Bolt, what are you kid doing?" ”

Then there was the sound of a fight.

I don't know how long it took, but my grandfather's eyesight gradually recovered.

The sound of the fight was also gone.

When he saw the surrounding scene again, Lao Yao and the plug were gone.

The main burial chamber is even quieter and scary.

Grandpa shouted a few times but no one responded, so he walked to the coffin and looked inside.

In the coffin lay a naked female corpse covered in snow-white.

The surface of the female corpse's body is translucent.

Through the white skin, you can clearly see the various blood vessels under the skin of the female corpse.

But the strange thing is that the female corpse's head, shoulders, hands, and feet were nailed to death with nails.

The blood did not spill much, and the wound site was pitch black.

The nail on the forehead had been pulled out and thrown into the woman's chest.

Seeing this, grandpa couldn't help but gasp.

This is the legendary Seven Sons sealing the corpse, which belongs to the evil art of the Jianghu Fangshi.

The purpose is to prevent the corpse from being reborn, and the soul is tortured and never enters reincarnation.

Anyone who gets this corpse tainted will be damned......!

……

What happened later, I don't know.

I just know that grandpa has completely announced that he has washed his hands in the golden basin since that time, and he will no longer care about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

Even if a foreigner spends a high price to invite his grandfather out of the mountain, his grandfather is still unmoved.

Later, his father inherited his grandfather's mantle and became a well-known sand digger in Los Angeles.

But with my birth, everything started to be different.

When I was three years old, I saw a man covered in white smoke at the entrance of the village.

It just touched my eyes and my eyes were gone.

The parents tried everything but it was not resolved.

When Grandpa learned about it, Lian Sheng sighed.

"It's a ghost corpse, a sinister ......."

That night, my grandfather disappeared and went to Hubei alone.

Sure enough, Grandpa disappeared, and no one knows where he died.

Because of this, my father's temper began to become irritable.

In those years, every time I heard my father's voice, it was him who was reprimanding the guys below, or arguing with my mother vigorously.

He shuttled through the major ancient tombs across the country to find a way to break the curse in his grandfather's mouth.

When he was twelve, his father seemed to have gotten something.

Ready to go, he took a group of people into the ancient tomb where his grandfather found the female corpse.

Eventually, my eyes regained my sight, but when I opened them, I saw my father's corpse.

He was nailed to the lid of a coffin with seven black nails.

And the nailing place is exactly the same as the female corpse.

No......!

It should be said that my father's eyes were gouged out, and the two black eyes couldn't help but shudder.

My mother held my head and comforted me, who was already scared silly.

I had no idea how I spent that time.

I only knew that my mother was starting to become weird.

Every day in the middle of the night, I would say something I didn't understand.

Every time I speak, there is a lot of black smoke coming out of my body.

After that, my mother rarely talked to me.

A month later, my mother entrusted me to my father's brother, Uncle Yan.

On the third day of my trip to the city with Uncle Yan, my mother hanged herself on the beams of her house.

The appearance of the mother after her death was very tragic, her face was extremely hideous, and her face was full of black gas.

In his hand, he held the Warring States gold and silver dragon pattern mirror.

And this Warring States Dragon Pattern Mirror is lying quietly in my hands at the moment.

For so many years, I didn't choose to forget these things.

didn't listen to Uncle Yan's words and stayed away from these circles of right and wrong.

It's like a nightmare that haunts me all the time.

Although Uncle Yan has never taken me into the industry.

But over the years, I have learned many things in this industry through my own study.

has also been working in Uncle Yan's shop.

Later, Uncle Yan saw that it was not a way to go on like this.

He promised me that if he really found a clue, he would take me into the industry, and he forgot about my demons.

And that's eight years and nine months ......!