I didn't know how to answer her, so I smiled wryly and excused myself that I was tired and wanted to rest for a while.

Xiaoya pouted and replied reluctantly: "Okay......"

I don't know how many times I've seen this action of hers, but it's still so familiar and playful.

I closed my eyes and carefully recalled the experiences along the way, true and false, false and real, many things lingering in my mind.

I knew I would be crazy if I continued to think like this.

When Xiaoya arrived at the station and got off the train, I wrote down my experience along the way in my notebook, so that no matter what strange things happened in the future, at least there would be a reference.

I thought everything would be back to normal until the third day after returning home.

That night, it rained heavily, and the thunder rumbled and shook incessantly.

I don't know what's wrong, it feels like there's another me in my body, she's so angry and brutal.

I could feel that she was taking possession of my body little by little.

Although I can't see her, and no one else can see her, I know for myself that she exists, and she is in my body.

I gradually felt that my body began to have a fragrance, and that aroma was the aroma of the monster's blood when Hu Erye and I slashed and killed the monster.

I didn't know what to do, I looked for a Chinese doctor, but to no avail, and I looked for a Western doctor, but it was useless.

I don't know what I'm going to be like in the future, and I can't help but feel a little scared when I think of that monster with a human head and a snake body.

Could it be that the Tarot King also became like that in the end for some reason?

Will I do the same......

I didn't dare to think about it, I knew that I couldn't stay at home anymore, and I was going back, back to that mysterious cave.

I can't bother my family.

That night, I got on the last train, and I didn't know if I would meet Xiaoya, and I didn't know how Hu Erye was doing now.

In short, I, Liuyunqiao, want to end all this, and I want to return to ......

......

Seeing this, Chen Daxiu found that this note seemed to be finished, and it was obvious that this woman named Liu Yunqiao encountered something sudden at that time, so she didn't finish writing what she wanted to say next.

Chen Daxiu opened the back page of the notebook and found that the font in the next one was completely different from Liu Yunqiao, so similar to the 'no taboos' written on the title page.

......

Three days ago, my grandfather and I took the guy who touched the gold and went to the mass grave in Xianglin Mountain.

This place is very remote, just like the legend, the whole woods, all fragrant, can be smelled from afar.

Grandpa has been digging for sand for decades, and he has never encountered such a thing.

I've seen a lot of dirty, smelly, and smelly.

I asked my grandfather, "This mass grave has been deserted for more than 50 years, what good things can there be?"

The eldest grandfather said disdainfully: "If I guess correctly, this fragrance is not because of the forest, but because of the things buried under the forest!"

"You mean there's something good buried under this mass grave?" I asked with interest.

The eldest grandfather nodded with a smile: "The son can be taught." ”

We walked to a raised place and listened, grandpa's nose is very smart, some people say, his old man's nose is more than the big yellow dog at home.

I saw him lying on the ground and sniffing, which was really a bit like my big yellow dog.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Grandpa raised his head and glared at me, his old man has always been black, I didn't dare to laugh, so I had to follow him, lying on the ground and sniffing.

In fact, not everyone can learn this skill of grandpa, I smelled it for a long time, and I smelled something very different, but grandpa was different, he quickly determined the source of the fragrance.

He waved at me, took a Luoyang shovel from my back, and dug a few times on the mound.

Sniffed three times, then continued to dig.

It took me four or five times before I was told, "This is it, next guy!"

Generally this kind of hard work, grandpa disdains to do it, I am the oldest among my grandchildren, sixteen, and my body is also the most burly, so if grandpa has any work recently, he will take me.

I rounded my arms and dug down more than a meter, but I didn't see half a bone.

I began to wonder if the old guy was mistaken?

Grandpa smoked a few puffs of dry tobacco, and didn't care if I was tired or not, beckoned me to dig down.

I had a fire in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything, so I bent down and continued to dig down.

It wasn't until it was nearly two meters old that there was a little movement in the digging.

When the grandfather heard a muffled sound, he quickly asked me to stop, and I lay there and sniffed for a while before I had a smile on my face.

"There may be a big baby in there!"

The grandfather took matters into his own hands and cleared the floating soil on it, only to find that the coffin was buried vertically.

At that time, his face changed color.

The grandfather told me that it is not a good sign to bury the coffin in the mass grave, and it is not good to get a dumpling inside.

I thought he was intent on scaring me, so I didn't believe in this evil and shouted, "Then your old man back down, let me come!"

Grandpa turned around and slapped me and scolded: "I don't know what is dead or alive, do you think it's stealing cucumbers?"

He leaned on the top of the coffin and listened for a while, sniffed it a few more times, and then began to spin in and around the place.

I saw that the old man was hesitant, so I said, "You can't open it, why don't I pour a soak of boy urine on it first?"

I was talking about playing, but I didn't know that grandpa actually took it seriously and really let me stand there and pee.

I thought to myself: this old thing always talks about how to cover me, fuck, maybe I've forgotten it all now.

You know, standing on the head of the coffin and peeing is a great disrespect to the deceased, not to mention that I am still a child's urine!

There's no way, the grandfather is staring closely at the back, seeing what he means, he has to open the vertical coffin tonight.

I pouted, my face pretended to be very calm, in fact, my legs had already been weak, so to speak, this bubble of boy urine was not thought of, but scared.

When the grandfather saw that I had finished peeing, he muttered two sentences in his mouth: "Young and ignorant, don't blame it......"

So, he took me and kowtowed to the coffin a few times, saying that he was forced by his livelihood and was really helpless, in short, just let the owner of the coffin not find him.

This old thing has been talking for a long time, and has been saying that he will choose him out, and he didn't mention me at all, so he almost said directly, if he has any grudges in the future, he will come to me directly.

The grandfather said that this kind of vertical coffin is very difficult to dig, so he can only pry the coffin head open, then pull the body out of the inside, and then use the probe claw to hook the inside to the outside little by little.

If it's not easy to reach, then you can only dig with some effort.

Without further ado, my grandfather and I prepared the crowbar and the black donkey's hooves, and suddenly exerted force, and after a few times, the coffin head was lifted.

First of all, a strange aroma wafted out.

I was still holding my nose and wanted to smell it, but my grandfather punched me directly, hammering it on the bridge of my nose, and he covered his nose with his other hand and scolded: "You don't want to fucking live, do you know if you have corpses?......

(End of chapter)