It's a big house, but it's very dilapidated. There was nothing in the room, the only thing that stood out was a window on the opposite side, which was broken. When a gust of wind blows, it makes a "squeak" sound, like the groan of a sick person before he dies. There is also a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, but because it is covered with a thick layer of dust, the contents of it cannot be seen. The rest of the room, like the painting, was covered with a thick layer of dust, as if accidentally coughing, and the dust floated up and was sucked into the nostrils. Because the light in the room was too dim, after a long time, Chen Feng found that there were more than a dozen coffins lying in front of him. Some of the coffins were still covered with some rags, and all the coffins were covered with a thick layer of dust, the same color as the ground, so they were not very conspicuous.

Chen Feng sighed, this is his place to live in the future.

On the other side of the yard, there was a small dilapidated house with firewood and grass and a stove. Chen Feng didn't need to close the door, he came to Shelu Town again, bought some rice noodles and came back, then simply ate something, spread some straw on the ground, and lay down heavily. This dilapidated house will be Chen Feng's kitchen and bedroom.

Fortunately, Chen Feng has suffered a lot, and this kind of life is not hard. It's just that this place is very close to the room where the corpses are kept, and it is windy at night, and the broken door panels and windows "creak", Chen Feng's heart is surging, and his emotions are uneasy, and he can't sleep for a while.

Feeling the chill of the night, Chen Feng suddenly missed the strange bead and the broken bluestone. In the case of only one person, maybe these two things can bring a touch of warmth to yourself. The beads can absorb corpse qi and can play a role here, and the bluestone has always grown with him, even if it is broken, it is also a comfort for the soul. Chen Feng planned that once he stabilized, he would immediately go to retrieve the beads and bluestones.

The crescent moon is like a hook. I don't know what kind of bird is wailing in horror, so that Chen Feng, a fifteen-year-old boy, finally gradually developed fear in his heart. In fact, Chen Feng was a little afraid in his heart when he first came here, but his belief in avenging his grandparents and villagers supported him. In the dead of night, the fear that had been buried in my heart finally crept in.

The fear of death has been something Chen Feng has often had to face since he was sensible. There is absolutely no escaping death. However, for the children of fishermen like Chen Feng, who have a difficult life, he is more and more attached to the chance of survival.

Every night, when Chen Feng faced the starry sky alone, the more he thought about it, the more he found that death was a mystery. In his grandparents' tales, there is a systematic explanation of before and after death, but as he grows up, he easily discovers these loopholes in folklore. It is impossible for a person to have the experience of death, so it is impossible to give a complete and definitive answer to the nature of death. Still, he listened with relish. In the monotonous life of a fishing village, the outside world always seems so mysterious and exciting.

When one is in the shadow of mortality, it is easy to feel that all actions are futile and that all efforts are meaningless. But Chen Feng didn't do this, because he had the value of his own survival, that is, taking care of his grandparents. For the sake of the people he loves, he wants to live. Now that the person closest to him is no longer there, Chen Feng needs to find a reason for himself to continue to survive. Perhaps, revenge is one.

However, although Bai Ri's thoughts were full of faith, but in this gloomy environment, Chen Feng was quickly knocked down by fear, he felt that he didn't dare to pant loudly, if he continued like this, Chen Feng couldn't guarantee that he would not be scared out. He hurriedly diverted his attention, trying to get himself to sleep or something else as quickly as possible. But unconsciously, his mind returned to the topic of life and death.

Yes, as long as it is a human being, it will die, but in the stories told by the grandparents, immortals can live with heaven and earth. Chen Feng wasn't sure if the immortal existed, and even if it did, the immortal was too far away from Chen Feng. However, previous experience told Chen Feng that some people are not immortals, but they can easily control the life and death of others, such as Kuroshio. Raising his hand to wipe out hundreds of mortals and razing a village to the ground, Chen Feng felt incredible when he thought about it. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chen Feng himself would have found it hard to believe it.

"Immortals, are there immortals in this world?" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask. As long as you meet the immortals and get help, there is no doubt that even if the enemy is terrible, you can take revenge.

"It's been a long time since the immortals left this world...... a hoarse voice suddenly came from the main house where the corpses were kept.

"Who?" Chen Feng hurriedly got up and asked, but his hands and feet couldn't help but feel a little cold.

Probably discovering Chen Feng's fear, the hoarse voice came again: "Don't be afraid...... I won't hurt your ......"

I only heard the "click" sound, as if the old wood was broken. Then, without hearing any footsteps, a person suddenly appeared in front of Chen Feng. The man was slumped, his hair unkempt, his eyes small, his nose sunken, his lips dry, and his face so pale that there was no blood. The whole person was covered in a gray robe, like a ghost.

Ren is heart was very strong, and Chen Feng couldn't help but shudder.

"Huh?" Seeing Chen Feng's appearance, a glimmer of light appeared in the eyes of the small person who came: "What a heavy yang energy! Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." ”

"Who are you?" Hearing that someone was talking like a normal person, Chen Feng calmed down a little.

"I, hehe, I'm not a lonely ghost, it's pretty much the same. As he spoke, the visitor looked down at himself and let out a low laugh, but it was as if he was crying.

After a long silence, the visitor continued, "I'm here to collect something. ”

"Collect things, dead bodies? These are the only things. Chen Feng asked.

"Not exactly. But it's also the stuff of a dead body. Do you know the corpse poison?"

Chen Feng shook his head.

"Corpse poison is poison on a dead person. The person who came stared at Chen Feng and said, "Ordinary corpses, after being placed for a period of time, will decay and weather. However, there are several types of corpses that do not do this: First, people who have been poisoned before death. Some poisons will continue to work in the corpse, and some corpses will be immortal for thousands of years because of the poisonous effect, and the corpse itself will become a strange poison; This kind of person will secrete a strange thing in his body before death, which makes the body more stiff and not easy to change; third, the corpse that has been specially treated with secret methods, such as the corpse of the emperor and general; fourth, the strength was strong before death, but the energy of the body has not been released after death, and there are people who remain; fifth, people who have been in the Gu. Some Gu worms will occupy people's bodies for tens or hundreds of years after death, keeping them fresh; ”

"A person like me?" Chen Feng felt incredible, what kind of person am I?