After leaving the mass grave, the man didn't say a word and just led the way. I followed silently. I had many questions in my mind but couldn't find a chance to ask them. In the end, I had no choice but to drag Zhang Xinya along and try to figure it out.

Condition.

After all, this is my only acquaintance, although now I can't see through this acquaintance.

As soon as the two of us met, many things became clear.

After all, her coming here was a complete mistake.

The man is Zhang Xinya's old uncle, named Zhang Daoxuan, and he is a real Taoist priest. To be honest, Zhang Xinya can be regarded as a Taoist family with upright roots. Under the influence of her old uncle, she knows more or less some unknown things.

s method.

Last night, she used some "little tricks" her old uncle taught her to beat me to death. However, although she was born in such a family, she is similar to me. She has heard a lot about ghosts and gods but has never really seen them.

, last night was the first time the eldest girl got on a sedan chair. She was so frightened that after escaping, she immediately contacted her old uncle.

It happened that her old uncle happened to be working in Taiyuan and found her quickly.

According to Zhang Xinya, after her uncle saw her condition, his face was extremely solemn. Without any explanation, he just grabbed her and went to the store. By that time, I had already been chased away by ghosts, and her uncle

He was also very capable, so he casually made a paper crane out of yellow paper, and the paper crane led them all the way around the world until... they chased them to the mass grave!

"Who knew you were that little devil?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xinya was still indignant. She gave me a fierce roll of her eyes and said angrily: "I almost scared the shit out of me!"

She probably recalled her behavior last night that could only be described as "tough", and felt a little embarrassed. She gave me a sharp look, her face turned red, and she was too embarrassed to say anything more.

As for why she could see me, even she herself didn't know. She also asked her uncle, but he refused to tell me.

While we were talking, we were already down the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain, a red off-road vehicle was parked. It was Zhang Xinya's car.

After getting in the car, Zhang Daoxuan leaned on the car seat to rest for a while, and finally spoke, turning to me and saying: "Why do you become like this? You must have some guesses in your mind, right? Tell me carefully, and don't miss anything."

I nodded, and after thinking about it for a while, I started talking about the strange things about Grandpa Xing Wei, then to the Qihe Tomb, and even the thing that was hanging on my body. Everything was explained clearly and clearly.

Zhang Daoxuan has been listening silently and not asking questions. After I finished speaking, he closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and his breathing was very even.

"senior?"

I tried to shout, but when I saw his eyelids moving, I quickly asked: "What on earth is going on with me?"

"Ghost makeup."

Zhang Daoxuan said without opening his eyelids: "It is also called ghost painting skin. It is painted on ghosts. Ghosts wear human skin and are not afraid of the sun. The clear sky and broad daylight can harm people, but if it is painted on a living person..."

Having said this, he twitched his thin lips and seemed to smile.

His expression made my heart pound, and I asked: "What will happen if it is painted on a living person?"

"That's the living dead!"

Zhang Daoxuan opened his eyes and sneered: "Half are dead and half are living. They are alive during the day and dead at night. If they cannot be wiped off for seven or forty-nine days, they will be dead forever!"

My heart twitched when I heard this. This was the first time I heard about such evil things. When I looked at Zhang Daoxuan, the already handsome face shone with holy light in my eyes. It only had two little wings stuck on the back. It looked so beautiful.

He looked like a savior and asked with hope: "In other words, if I wipe it off within 7,749 days, I can still live?"

Zhang Daoxuan didn't speak, and I felt very uneasy. My throat felt a little dry. I smashed my mouth and said, "Senior, you must save me."

"If you obey, you will live."

Zhang Daoxuan only said these four words, pointed forward, and said expressionlessly: "Show the way, let's go to that tomb."

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but unfortunately, Zhang Daoxuan refused to say any more. But with his promise, it is more effective than any panacea. The word "can survive" seems to have become a certain belief imprinted on me.

In my heart, it made me feel so much more relaxed.

It was already dusk when we returned to the Qihe Tomb.

Under the setting sun, the tomb was covered with a layer of blood, and the whole tomb changed drastically. The soil covering the tomb was as red as blood, and it was very loose!

"Someone has touched this tomb!"

I exclaimed and walked around the Qihe Tomb several times. I looked at Zhang Daoxuan as if asking for help and said, "It was not like this when I came here. The tomb soil had been turned over!"

Zhang Daoxuan pushed me away with one hand, walked quickly to the grave, picked up a handful of soil from the grave, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, then took out three small yellow flags from his wide sleeves and inserted them on the grave.

I sat down and muttered something, but I didn't know what I was talking about.

Click!

Without warning, three small flags were broken at the waist.

Zhang Daoxuan's face was extremely solemn, his eyes were shining, and he looked at the Qihe Tomb carefully, as if he was getting to know the tomb all over again.

Not long after, he slowly uttered three words: "Please give me the ancestral weapon!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinya immediately took out a wooden box from the trunk, holding it above her head as if it was something extremely important, and presented it to Zhang Daoxuan respectfully with a pious expression.

I stretched my neck to look, very curious about this thing. I saw Zhang Daoxuan bowing solemnly to the wooden box three times before opening it. There was an object wrapped in yellow cloth. After opening the yellow cloth, there was a black handful.

The ancient sword looks like a personal sword from the Wuyue area in the pre-Qin period. It should be made of bronze, but it is covered with rust. One side is vaguely engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, and birds and animals, and the other side has some weird lines. It seems that

It's a cloud pattern, but when put together it seems to form human figures, some meditating, some standing, in different shapes.

Li Daoxuan was holding a sword, his large robes were making a sound, and his black hair was dancing wildly. He had a sense of chaos in time and space. He really didn't look like a person from this era. He stared at the ancient sword for a moment, and pointed at the sword and lightly touched it.

Even after wiping, his finger was not cut, but a shocking blood mark was left on it. The ancient sword also glowed with a strange crimson color. The next moment, he gave a soft drink and stabbed the sword into the grave.

I held my breath and watched everything in front of me. I obviously didn't see or hear any noise, but Li Daoxuan seemed to have been hit hard. The ancient sword was instantly ejected. He kept retreating with the sword "kick, kick, kick", and his face turned pale.

"Look, the grave is bleeding!"

Zhang Xinya exclaimed, pointing to the place on the grave where the sword had just been stabbed. It was as if a transparent hole had been opened in the person's body. Black and red viscous blood surged out from inside, and a fishy smell filled the air.

, the putrid stench carries traces of blood, just like the smell in many workshops that produce duck blood.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Daoxuan sighed softly, rewrapped the ancient sword and put it in the wooden box. He simply walked away without looking back.

"senior……"

I quickly chased after him and asked after a long hesitation: "Is it over? Is the matter... solved like this?"

I wasn't sure of the situation. They made a big deal out of what happened to me, but in the end it was over all at once. But it wasn't over yet. The blood flowing out of the grave was real. Zhang Daoxuan's sword seemed

Killed something.

Zhang Dao

You need to make some preparations, so that you can be thorough. If you want to resolve the matter between you and Xinya, you will have to go to the grave."

After saying this, he suddenly glanced at me with a very strange look in his eyes, and said softly: "This is playing into the hands of the person who wants your life. He sent a kid to torment you, and the ultimate goal is to let you return to this tomb.

Here, who asked you to take its things? Ghostly painted skin, whoever painted it can only be erased. There are too many painting methods, and different painting methods have different solutions. If you try to solve them randomly, I'm afraid you will die immediately.

, based solely on your symptoms, no one can determine what painting method it used."

This is not the first time I heard the expression "took something", but after thinking about it, I really don't know what I took. From the beginning to the end, I just moved a shovel on the grave, and at most I took away some dirt.

, no matter how ferocious the things in the tomb are, they wouldn’t kill people for this little thing?

I knew that there must be something hidden in this, so I asked Zhang Daoxuan, but he wouldn't tell me. He kept it secret, just like the ferryman, as if he would get into trouble if he told me.

In desperation, I had no choice but to give up and asked Zhang Xinya's question again. This became even more mysterious. I really didn't understand how this matter could be related to her. She had never been to this Qihe Tomb. Could it be because

Just spray blood all over my face and we can get in touch?

"This is not your problem..."

Zhang Dao

While we were talking, we got in the car.

"Go back to Taiyuan first."

He arranged this: "Take me to your classmate's home tomorrow to take a look. There are some things I need to confirm again."

"What about tonight?"

What I was more concerned about was this. I glanced at the sky and saw that the setting sun was half covered by the mountains. It was about to set. This made me panic for no reason, and I said, "Should I..."

"What do you think?"

Zhang Daoxuan interrupted me directly, half-smiling, and said: "Tonight you and I are going to do something, there is still something unfinished, and you happen to be of use, so just think of it as my reward for helping you solve the problem.

"

When I heard this, I became even more confused.

Okay, not only do you become a paper man, but you also have to take the initiative to cause trouble!

Just like Zhang Daoxuan, what can happen to him? He is designated to provoke the dead!

However, I still wanted him to live. I didn’t even dare to say a word of rejection. I could only pray that everything would be safe tonight...

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Chapter completed!