Withered vines and old trees are faint and crows, and there is no home for white bones. In the middle of the night, the lonely grave swallows lightly, and the yin wind blows over the mountain beams.

Mass graves, also known as mass graves, are mostly buried in unmanaged corpses with no relatives. Of course, there are also some people who die unexpectedly, and are considered too fierce to be buried in the ancestral grave, and they will also be sent to mass graves.

The same is true of the mass graves outside Qingxi Town, among which the most buried are beggars, and those who have died of cold winter or disease due to natural and man-made disasters are basically buried here.

Or because of the gathering of yin energy, but the grass is overgrown early, and the cypress is luxuriant, which always gives people a gloomy feeling. In particular, there are often wild wolves and wild dogs looking for food, and always crawl out the corpses buried in the soil, so white bones and skeletons can be seen everywhere on the mass graves, which is very terrifying.

Even in broad daylight, there are no three or five people in groups, and they don't dare to set foot here.

"Liu Gongzi, is what you said true? Why do I always feel a little unreliable?"

The night is dark, and the jackdaws are miserable. Between the mottled shadows of the trees, several figures were moving quickly on the hill, of course these people were none other than Liu Yanchang and a few splashes in the town.

The splashes were all carrying hoes and shovels that they had stolen from nowhere, and they were tightly gathered together. Don't look at the people they bully on weekdays, they are bold and reckless, and they almost can't help peeing their pants when they enter the circle of this mass grave.

If it weren't for the gold, silver and jewels in their hearts, and the good days of eating and drinking spicy food in the future, they would have run down this infiltrating mass grave a long time ago.

If Liu Yanchang is bold and not afraid, it is impossible, after all, he really knows that there are ghosts in this place, and they are not ordinary ghosts. But he can't show his cowardice, otherwise these coolies who have managed to fool themselves will all run away.

Liu Yanchang said: "Zi is silent, and the power is confused, so don't scare yourself." Besides, didn't I come along? I can lie to you, should I still lie to myself?"

"Liu Gongzi is right, we are not even afraid of the living, but we are afraid of the dead? Even if there is really a ghost, Lao Tzu will squeeze him two taels of silver!"

"This place is full of poor ghosts, how can you take out the silver? If you can have two taels of silver, you will still be buried in this barren hill?"

"When you are alive, you are poor, and when you die, you become a poor ghost, there is nothing wrong with that!"

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These pranksters took over the conversation and bragged, and they couldn't stop anymore. The original tense and terrifying atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and instead became a little cheerful.

A group of people have one foot deep and one foot shallow, stepping on it without knowing whether it is a dead branch or a dry bone, and they are all "creaking" anyway. As they went deeper into the graveyard, their bragging voices died out, and their breathing grew heavier, making it clear in the silence of the night.

The leader asked in a low voice: "Liu Gongzi, do you know the specific location of the buried treasure? There are not 10,000 graves on this mass grave, but there are at least 8,000 graves, and we may not be able to find them all in a year!"

"Of course it's marked. Liu Yanchang said to everyone: "I heard that Zhao Yuanwai planted three peach trees outside the grave according to the direction of the three talents in order to distinguish the location, and we only need to find the peach tree to determine the location!"

"Childe, I heard that the peach wood is used to drive away ghosts, is there something dirty buried in the grave?"

"Anything dirty or not, let's find it quickly. Maybe Zhao Yuanwai is afraid that the poor ghost here will steal his treasure? It's a pity that the peach wood can drive away the ghosts, but it can't drive away people, so let's go and dig it out!"

Liu Yanchang smiled secretly in his heart, I have to say that the imagination of these guys is really rich. But he learned from Liao Huai'an that the reason why Zhao Yuanwai did this was because he listened to the words of a Taoist priest from Youfang and used peach wood to drive away evil spirits. The three peach trees were planted in the position of the three talents and grew above the tomb to suppress the ferocity, so that Cui Wan'er's ghost could be restrained here.

And Liu Yanchang's trip is precisely to break this peachwood soul lock array, release Cui Wan'er's ghost, and treat him in his own way.

"Liu Gongzi, come over and take a look, are these three trees peach trees?" At this time, in late autumn, the peach leaves had already fallen. The guys knew the peaches, but they weren't sure about the bare peach trees.

Liu Yanchang looked up by the moonlight and saw three trees in the shape of an inverted triangle, not far or near, locking a low mound. It was immediately concluded that this small tomb was Cui Wan'er's tomb.

"This is the place, dig up!"

"Okay!" the splashers rubbed their cold palms, spat on a mouthful of saliva, and immediately waved their hoes and shovels to get to work.

The soil on the mass grave is thin, so Cui Wan'er's coffin is not buried deeply, and the splashers have already dug out the black lacquered coffin with a "clanging clang".

"Childe, it's a soul locking nail!" shouted a splash, his voice still trembling, as if he was a little scared.

"What do you mean?" Although Liu Yanchang has also been in this world for several years, he knows a lot about the Four Books and the Five Classics, but he doesn't know much about folklore.

The leader of the pranky explained: "You don't know, in our area, the coffin burial is generally not nailed. Instead, it is tied with hemp rope, two horizontally and three vertically, from which the three long and two short in the saying come from. However, if it is believed that the dead person in the coffin will turn into a ghost, it will be nailed with seven nails, and the iron nail will be wrapped with five-colored silk threads, and the charm of suppressing ghosts will be worn, so it is called the soul locking nail. The coffin nailed to the soul lock nail is generally unknown, and no one dares to open it without permission!"

"So that's the case!" Liu Yanchang nodded and asked rhetorically: "If you put the gold, silver and jewelry into the coffin and bury them, do you tie them with hemp rope or nail them with soul locking nails?"

"Nails, of course!"

"Do you need me to say more?"

The pranksters will understand, no more nonsense, and hurriedly go to pick the soul nail. The nails that nailed the coffin were seven inches long, so it was very troublesome to pull them out, and it took a long time to pull out four of them.

Liu Yanchang stared at the coffin, his heart was full of expectation, he was a human being in two lives, and he didn't know what this ghost looked like when he saw it for the first time.

He was intently watching the nails being pulled out one by one, when he suddenly felt a chill swimming behind his neck, like a cool breeze.

The wind is constantly blowing on the hill, and it is also the kind of cold, but shouldn't only the neck feel the cold?

"Is there really a ghost coming, right behind me?"

Liu Yanchang only felt numb in his back, and he wanted to turn his head to take a look, but his neck was a little stiff, and he didn't seem to listen to his call very much. Immediately afterwards, the chill slowly seeped into his skin, and it became deeper and deeper, penetrating into the bone marrow and even his soul, extremely cold and uncomfortable.

It's getting colder and colder, and it's getting worse and worse, Liu Yanchang feels as if he's going to be frozen in the cold, obviously it's only late autumn, but it's like being in the cold winter of the ninth month.

Just as this feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and he was about to lose consciousness, a warm current suddenly appeared in his abdomen. This hot current rushed straight to the brain, following the meridians on the body, just once, like a warm sunshine dissolving all the ice on the body.

Liu Yanchang came back to his senses, and then he saw that each of these splashes was riding a ghost baby on his shoulders, with a hideous face and a very terrifying face. One by one, they stretched out their long ghost claws and stabbed them fiercely at the back of the necks of the splashers, but they didn't have a Dragon Ball protector, and they had already collapsed on the ground with convulsions.

Liu Yanchang saw their situation, and without thinking too much, he knew that he must also have a ghost baby on his back. Holding back the fear in his heart, he reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, and grabbed the ghost baby with one hand. The oni's body is light, as if it has no weight, but it has a cold feeling.

Through the bright moonlight, Liu Yanchang saw the face of the ghost baby, but it was just a seven or eight-year-old child, and his face was very pale.

was caught by Liu Yanchang, and the little ghost turned out to be wooden and stiff there. Liu Yanchang was embarrassed, just like bullying a child, although he was a little ghost, he had to open his mouth and ask: "Who are you, what is your name, why do you want to harm me?"

But no matter how he asked, the kid didn't answer, and there was no sparkle in his eyes.