The lights were on, and the room was much brighter. The tables, chairs, and tea sets that had been hidden in the darkness all emerged. However, the house also looks a lot.

As soon as Tang Huang sat down in front of the stove, Shi Pengcai rushed out of the parchment roll room, and there was still something in his armpit, white, a sea of wood

Shi Pengcai walked to the table and took out the things, leaned closer to the light and looked at them carefully.

Tang Huang was curious, and when he looked up again, he was taken aback.

"Isn't this what Boss Shi asked you to bury him with when he was dying? Why didn't you listen? You really ......?"

Shi Pengcai didn't listen to any of his words, picked up the lamp and walked to the bedroom door.

Darkness reappeared in the room, and there were more Tang Huang's heavy sighs.

"As for people, once they die, don't worry about anything, it's useless to worry, it's useless. ”

As soon as he looked up, the firelight saw two "rivers" on his face, and he burst into tears.

Shi Pengcai sat at his desk, writing quickly on a pile of parchment rolls.

Eighty years have passed quickly.

Shi Pengcai's grandson, Shi Lei, fiddled with a white wooden plank. The wooden board is about three centimeters thick, and a dragon is carved on both sides, and the two dragons look back and rise, and the dragon body bows up, and swims in a spiral shape, which is very rhythmic. Shi Lei muttered, and put it on the windowsill.

Shi Lei is a playful person, he couldn't stand the summer heat, so he went to the cool place along the Dawen River to have a good time.

When he was crazy enough and tired of playing, he came home, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw that the window in front of the desk was open.

Everything on the table was soaked with the rain that blew in. Shi Lei's mood suddenly became terrible.

He dropped his bag behind the door and ran over to clean up the mess.

What surprised him was that there was a large puddle of black ink on the table, and there was no black ink on the table. I've never liked to paint in black. Could it be, has anyone ever come in?

Shi Lei's neck felt cold. He quickly checked the room, and there was nothing strange about Sakura stealing money? Could it be a familiar person? No need to rummage through the cabinets? After seeing too much, he suddenly had an ominous blessing, and he immediately ran to the bedroom, lifted a floor tile with a knife, took out a wooden box, took out half of a boot under the bed, and found a key. Open, the money is intact. Shi Lei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The courtyard wall of the Shijia compound is very high, and no one takes care of it in the yard, and it is overgrown with grass and branches, and it is much more barren. There will be no one to light the drum.

Maybe he forgot to close the window when he left. He returned to the study window. Perhaps. He thought as he looked up at the inkmark.

The source of the ink mark is actually the white board!

Why does the white wood drip black ink?

He flipped the board over and saw that the layer below was completely black, and black ink was pouring out of the middle of the board.

Could it be that there is something in the board?

Shi Lei suddenly came to his senses. He has always liked to explore secrets, and he likes this kind of exploration trick the most. He's going to see what happens.

He was ecstatic and hurriedly pulled out a screwdriver, a hammer, a blade from the wooden box under the table.

When I opened it, there was something in the board, a lump of parchment, soaked in water, and the paper was glued together.

It's like a parchment roll. There are still a few words on the cover, and only a little ink mark remains after being blistered. Shi Lei carefully identified it.

What's the secret...... What is the forbidden descendant of Shi...... See.

Secret?Shi Lei became even more excited.

He ran around the house, fetching a basin of water and pine oil......

After half of his busy work, Shi Lei was so tired that his back hurt. He sat on the edge of the bed, fell on the bed, and fell asleep in a moment.

In the dream, he got up from the bed and came to the table. It was blue outside the window, and he peered out. Well, my house is hanging high in the air.

The vast snow-capped mountains below are like snowdrifts, and the earth is like the sand table you usually play with. Everything on the earth is lovely, clever, and distant.

Shi Lei was refreshed by the cool breeze blowing in. He was so happy, he wanted to shout and tell everyone, "I'm flying!" but he couldn't. If you can't shout, then sit down and look at the parchment roll, such a comfortable mood, watching this parchment roll is the most comfortable.

He sat down. The parchment roll on the table wasn't wet at all, it was intact.

The cover reads, "This is a secret, the descendants of the Shi family are forbidden to watch, remember,"

Shi Lei laughed unconsciously.

He opened the parchment.

The title page reads, "This may be a curse, and it will cut off offspring." ”

Shi Lei thought to himself that his grandfather was just like himself, greedy for fun, and joking. I can't help but laugh.

Shi Lei looked at it little by little, his back gradually became cold, as if he was wet with cold sweat, and he felt even more cold when he was blown by the wind.

He learned a terrible thing from these pages! a curse!

The appearance of Rao caused the entire tribal town to be wiped out. That man and that story are a curse.

The first half of this parchment scroll was recorded by his grandfather, and the second half was written by his grandfather. The credibility is unquestionable.

Shi Lei was terrified. He struggled in a panic. But he couldn't do anything, he just felt weak and in pain.

He struggled and couldn't make any movements. He could only admit defeat and finally quieted down.

He continued to flip through. He learned that once this curse appeared in the world, there would inevitably be a great calamity. To break this curse, you must find the strange man and get the spell to break the curse, so that all the disasters in the world can be resolved and humanity can be well.

His grandfather also recorded in detail the physical characteristics of that strange rao, as well as the name of that strange rao: Li En.

When Shi Lei woke up and opened his eyes, it was already evening. The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the open windows. The whole room was shrouded in a warm red. Shi Lei breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dream. Fortunately, it was a dream, and I was really scared to death.

Shi Lei struggled to sit up, he only felt that his head was heavy and his body was light, his head hurt, and he was panting, as if he was sick.

He didn't feel like he was dreaming, it was very real.

He thought it was ridiculous that he still believed in dreams.

He rubbed his eyes and stood up and stretched. I sat down in a chair, smoked a pot, lit it, and smoked it.

The booklet on the table was blown by the wind.

It seems that after most of the work, the parchment roll that was soaked and stuck together can finally be fully unfolded. Shi Lei picked up the parchment roll and looked at it boringly.

Shi Lei's face became more and more ugly.

The contents of the parchment scroll are exactly the same as the words in the dream! He knew because he remembered it well. Nightmares are always memorable. Especially when dreams are verified by reality.

Terror!