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Chapter 1: The Coffin

Gusts of wind swept across the tombstones, blowing the dust in front of the tombstones, and the fireflies wandering among the flying dust scattered a faint green light, like a ghost fire guarding the tomb, which was eerie and terrifying.

Next to a newer grave pile, there is a robbery hole with a diameter of about one meter, the dust in the hole is being thrown out of the hole rhythmically, Mo Ran scolded and scolded the soil in the hole, the original delicate and childish face was pasted with a few mud marks, and the coarse linen clothes on the body looked more dilapidated under the dust, coupled with the dusty messy hair, a mud doll made of mud was alive, but the giant shovel he held in his hand was incompatible with his thin body.

After a few quick swings, Mo Ran wiped the stains on his face with his sleeve in annoyance, and cursed from time to time in his mouth: "Dead old man, every time you are lazy outside, you forget ...... if you are lazy."

Although annoyed, the shovel in Mo Ran's hand swung quickly, and his seemingly thin body did not show the slightest tiredness, not like a 14-year-old child, and after a while, the accumulated soil outside the cave was as high as a grave.

Outside the thief cave, the crazy old man humming a little song is sitting with his back against a tombstone, although it is already a rare year, his beard and hair have been gray, but his face is mediocre, his eyes are bright, and he looks like a little crane bone fairy wind, and he looks like a master.

The crazy old man lazily moved his stiff buttocks, the thin linen clothes behind him couldn't resist the cold from the stone tablet, the crazy old man's body shook, shivered, raised the bucket-sized wine gourd and poured two sips, burping with satisfaction, and smiling on his slightly red cheeks. In this wilderness, there are spirits to warm the body, and even the eerie graveyard will not affect the mood of the mad old man.

The crazy old man grinned and looked at Mo Ran in the thief cave, as if he didn't care about Mo Ran's abuse, and sneered: "The old man is a person with status, and such idle things are naturally done by the little ghost, do you want me, a lame old man, to shovel the soil?" The crazy old man flicked his trouser leg self-deprecatingly, revealing his right leg pretended to be wooden.

Mo Ran snorted angrily, every time the old man robbed the corpse, he was lazy, but what could he do, he couldn't let a lame old man do manual work. Mo Ran sighed, although he was reluctant, he didn't say anything, and still buried his head in the regular digging of the soil.

This old and young are the underworld mediums who specialize in the business of underworld marriage. The so-called ghost marriage is to find a spouse for the deceased. Some young boys and girls died for some reason after they got married. The old people believe that if they do not marry them, their ghosts will make the house uneasy. Therefore, a corpse of similar age will be found to hold a marriage ceremony for them, and finally they will be buried together, become husband and wife, and be buried together, so as to avoid a lonely grave in the field of the male and female families. There are also boys and girls who die before they are engaged. Out of love and missing their children, the old people think that they failed to choose a mate for them (her) during their lifetime, and they must marry them (her) after death and fulfill their responsibilities as parents. Therefore, matchmakers who specialize in underworld marriages are produced, and these matchmakers are jokingly called "underworld matchmakers".

This lame old man is called "crazy old man", talking crazy all day long, and walking trembling and crazy, hence the name. A 14-year-old boy named Mo Ran traveled the world with the old man and made a living by stealing corpses.

This old man and young man originally specialized in the business of ordinary people, but recently the Zhao family, the most powerful family in Dusk City, offered a big reward, the patriarch's son suddenly bled to death when celebrating his 12th birthday, and the patriarch offered a reward of 10,000 taels of gold to find a twelve-year-old female corpse to complete the underworld marriage. The cemeteries around Dusk City are occupied by powerful underworld media organizations, and the crazy old man is unwilling to participate in the fight, and he wants to make this windfall, so he took Mo Ran here to steal the corpse.

This place is called "Ghost Tomb Slope", it is more than 200 miles away from Dusk City, so the place has crossed the border of the Beidou Dynasty's vassal state - Tianshu State, and there is no sunset and moon all year round, and it is in darkness. Most of the corpses buried in the grave are invisible, only tombstones are erected, but no tomb names are left, if you want to know what kind of corpses are buried inside, you can only dig them up and see, so they escaped the clutches of those underworld organizations, but created a quiet environment for the crazy old man and Mo Ran.

Speaking of tranquility, not necessarily. The name "Ghost Grave Slope" comes from the legend that there are often lamentations in the cemetery, and the nameless grave here is also called "Ghost Grave". The crazy old man is half crazy and half drunk, he doesn't take this rumor seriously at all, and Mo Ran, who is only 14 years old, is also a big ghost, he has followed the crazy old man around since he was very young, and he has seen more scenes, although he has a little concern in his heart, he doesn't care too much, he concentrates on stealing holes, Mo Ran firmly believes that rumors are just nothing, and they are all empty things, specifically to scare the faint of heart.

"Hey!" a sigh came from the burial chamber at Mo Ran's feet.

Mo Ran looked at his feet in panic, his heart twitched, his hand holding the shovel stiffened in mid-air, and he turned his head and shouted at the crazy old man outside the cave: "Dead old man, did you hear it?"

The crazy old man burped and said, "Stinky boy, don't want to be lazy, hurry up, don't delay the old man to rush back to meditate and practice." ”

Mo Ran took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and carefully observed the outer wall of the tomb at the bottom of his feet, the thief hole had reached the edge of the tomb, and when he opened the outer wall, he could enter the tomb.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear any more sighs.

I guess I heard it wrong, Mo Ran thought, quickly opened a hole in the outer wall of the tomb, and jumped forward.

The space in the tomb is very large, Mo Ran held a torch and looked at the tomb, a circle of spirit stones was placed in the middle of the tomb, forming a circular town, and a crystal coffin was suspended on the raised stone platform in the array, and a strange cryolite with colorful light was placed around the crystal coffin. Looking closely, it seems that many transparent-colored spiritual qi are constantly being sucked out of the ground by strange ice crystals, and are continuously sent to the bottom of the crystal coffin.

Mo Ran approached the crystal coffin and found that the coffin was completely made of crystal clear, and when the firelight approached, the scene inside was still faintly visible, and a female corpse could be vaguely seen lying in the coffin.

Mo Ran climbed to the top of the crystal coffin, pressed his cheek against the crystal lid, and looked inside by the firelight.

This is a little girl about twelve years old, like a hollow valley orchid, with a dusty temperament, lying quietly on the crystal, the girl is beautiful, her fair face is as delicate as fat, and the pink light is greasy, as if it can be broken by blowing. Under the long eyelashes, the beautiful eyes are lightly closed, as if they will open at any time. The beautiful and small nose wing is as round as jade, and the tip of the nose is tall and slender. The red lips are like early summer cherries, the corners of the lips are slightly upturned, and with a layer of crimson on the cheeks, it seems to smile faintly at Mo Ran, and the prosperity is lovely. The long black hair of the ink is shining in the light of the fire, the light can be seen, sliding over the soft and boneless shoulders close to the ear, naturally and quietly scattered to the waist, she is wearing a green dress, her hands are clasped in front of her, holding a delicate and simple small ding, like the Nine Heavens Xuannu sleeping quietly here, the beauty is suffocating.

Mo Ran looked at the sleeping beauty in the crystal coffin stupidly, as if everything around her was not important, as long as she could keep looking at her like this, she would be content, looking at the girl's faint smile, Mo Ran suddenly became sad, and the heart-like pain stimulated the heart. How good it would be if she lived, why would such a fairy have such a thin life?

"Hey!" Mo Ran sighed, furrowed his eyebrows, and felt an indescribable loss in his heart.

"Stinky boy, didn't you sigh just now, don't you want to scare me!" the crazy old man's voice came from outside the cave in a hurry.

Half a sound, still no response from Mo Ran, the crazy old man quickly rushed to the edge of the thief cave, holding a torch to take a picture of the thief cave, and found that Mo Ran was lying on a crystal coffin stupidly, motionless, and his face covered with mud marks was sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Looking around Mo Ran again, he found that the crystal coffin was still in the center of a large array. The crazy old man was shocked in his heart, and secretly said, should he have encountered an evil formation and fallen into an evil magic?

The crazy old man was in a hurry and shouted, "Little ghost, have you fallen under an evil spell? Hurry up and get out of that coffin!"

Mo Ran felt sad, turned his head and snorted at the crazy old man outside the cave, and scolded: "Dead old man, you just fell under the evil spell, I just look at the ...... in it Uh......"

Mo Ran hesitated slightly, twisted his eyebrows and thought for a long time, and he didn't know what words to use to call the girl in the coffin, if he used the word "female corpse", it would really be a blasphemy against the girl. I had to say, "What is this...... Belch...... Fairy, the right age, just ...... Oh, it's a pity......"

The crazy old man was confused when he heard this, snorted coldly, and urged: "What kind of fairy?

Mo Ran sighed again, and replied angrily: "What's the hurry, dead old man, you know how to urge." ”

Mo Ran glanced at the girl in the crystal coffin again, and the girl's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of bright eyes, staring at Mo Ran with water. Mo Ran's heart suddenly beat wildly, as if it reached his throat, and he could spit out his heart at any time.

The girl smiled faintly at Mo Ran, her eyes were indescribably delicate and moving, and instantly hooked Mo Ran's soul away, Mo Ran looked surprised, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and the next moment, when Mo Ran opened her eyes again, the girl returned to her previous beautiful sleeping appearance, as if she had never opened her eyes.

Am I mistaken? Mo Ran was puzzled, sped up and eagerly used the aura in his body, his hands condensed the strength of his whole body, and slapped his palm on the side of the crystal coffin cover, trying to hit the crystal cover, but the crystal coffin cover was hit by Mo Ran's full strength, but he didn't move at all.

Mo Ran looked at this strange crystal coffin in amazement, a look of surprise. Although my body is weak and I haven't been practicing for a long time, this palm that condenses the aura of my whole body is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Mo Ran's heart trembled, and he immediately shouted outside the cave, "Dead old man, this coffin lid can't be opened, come down and take a look." ”

The crazy old man stepped on the giant wine gourd, scolded and fell down the thief hole, and saw the little girl lying in the crystal coffin, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "This girl is really good-looking, just her, the patriarch of the Zhao clan must be satisfied, oops, 10,000 taels of gold in hand, I can drink the dragon tongue wine of Longyuelou again, the taste is really nostalgic, and the treasure daughter of the Zhao family is also good, tsk." ”

The crazy old man held a torch to inspect the round town, and circled around the crystal coffin, and finally stopped his eyes on the strange crystal stone, and kept chanting: "It's broken, it's broken, it's 10,000 taels gone, oh, I'm so hard, how could I come across this kind of coffin." ”

Mo Ran listened to the crazy old man and crazy words, and said angrily: "Dead old man, crazy again, open the coffin lid quickly!"

The crazy old man glared at Mo Ran and scolded: "You know what this crystal coffin is called? Qiankun coffin! This Qiankun coffin is the secret treasure of the Qiankun Hall of Wufeng Mountain, except for the gossip spoon of the Qiankun Palace, even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you can't open this Qiankun coffin, unless someone with great magical powers can smash it with one blow, but the corpse in this coffin will also be smashed together." ”

Mo Ran lamented: "But the girl in the crystal coffin is still alive, what should I do?"

The crazy old man didn't seem to hear Mo Ran's words, and said to himself: "It's strange, there are not three coffins in the whole world, how can one of them be placed here, and there is still a underage female corpse, and how can this big array look so familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, ...... strange."

After half a ring, the crazy old man reacted and asked, "What are you talking about? This girl is still alive? How is it possible?"

Mo Ran defended: "Just now she suddenly opened her eyes and smiled at me. ”

The crazy old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Ran's simple muddy face, and suddenly sneered, "What kind of spring dream are you stinky boy, how can this corpse be ...... Damn,. ”

The girl opened her eyes again, frowned slightly, glared at the madman, and then closed her eyes again.

The crazy old man half-opened his mouth, stunned in place, and looked at Mo Ran in disbelief only when he was half-loud, and his voice trembled...... She just glared at me......"

Mo Ran looked at the crazy old man with disdain, and said, "I said she is still alive, right? What now? Since the lid of this coffin can't be opened, why don't you ...... Let's carry this coffin out of the coffin. ”

The crazy old man stroked his heart, raised the bucket-like wine jug and drank the last sip of wine inside, and shook the wine gourd unwillingly, burped the wine, and said: "You have to carry your own back, the old man is a person with status, how can he carry the coffin?"

Mo Ran rolled his eyes at the crazy old man, took out a blood-red silk from his sleeve, condensed his index finger on his chest, recited the law in his mouth, and quickly ran the aura in his body, and the silk aura on his fingertips was gradually injected into the blood-red silk. The blood-red silk instantly shone brightly, as if sensing the master's mind, and flew to entangle the Qiankun coffin, just waiting for Mo Ran's index finger to pick it up, the two ends of the blood-red silk suddenly exerted force, and the Qiankun coffin wrapped in blood-red silk slowly floated up, turned in the air, and slowly fell behind Mo Ran.

If you are not a cultivator, you would be surprised to see 14-year-old Mo Ran carrying a one-person-high crystal coffin at this time, but for cultivators, this is just the simplest luck trend. In the Brave Continent ruled by the Beidou Dynasty, there are such cultivators as Mo Ran, who are afraid that they are like weeds on the mountains, and they can't count too much. There are also rulers of the Big Dipper Dynasty who practice the secret methods of the royal family that have been handed down in ancient times, and I don't know how many masters have been trained to become top cultivators, even the evil demon clan in the polar region of ice and fire and the three major factions known as the Justice League must be afraid of three points, so the three major forces in the world have been formed.

Mo Ran was carrying the Qiankun coffin, it seemed to be very difficult, his body was already weak, plus it took a lot of strength to dig the thief hole before, and now he had to carry such a heavy Qiankun coffin, even if he used the aura in his body to lose a lot of weight, but he was still a little shaky, seeing the crazy old man's schadenfreude stinky face, Mo Ran rolled his eyes strangely, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, since you said that there are no three in the whole world, isn't it a treasure......?"

The crazy old man rolled his eyes, and immediately snatched the crystal coffin on Mo Ran's back, carried it behind him, and said with a sneer: "I'm coming, I'm coming, such a heavy thing, how can you let a little ghost carry it, how can it be good if it breaks." ”

"Dead old man, when you see the money, you still say that you are a person with status, phew!" Mo Ran cursed angrily.

The crazy old man smiled sneeringly, and did not say anything, picked up the crystal coffin, approached the wine gourd the size of a wine barrel, and wanted to fly up from the thief hole, and a sigh slowly came from behind him.

"Hey......"

The crazy old man twisted his eyebrows, turned around, and scolded: "Stinky boy, tell you not to scare me, are you still energetic?"

Mo Ran pointed to the dark corner of the tomb, and said tremblingly: "It's really not me this time, it's ......."

The crazy old man followed Mo Ran's gesture, and in the northwest corner of the tomb, there was a pair of eyes staring at the crazy old man and Mo Ran.

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