Chapter 120: Hill of Graves
I finally didn’t bend down and looked back from under my crotch.
Instead, he bit his middle finger, squeezed out blood and wiped it on his forehead.
The middle finger is connected to the heart, and the blood flowing out is also called heart blood.
This kind of blood has strong yang energy. When applied on the forehead, it can increase the life fire and expel evil spirits.
After all, I was brought out by Zhang Sanfen himself. If I can't even get out of this mass grave, wouldn't it be in vain?
The life fire increases, and the surrounding evil spirits retreat.
Logically speaking, even if there is any kind of cover-up, I have to break it.
But when I looked around, there was still thick fog all around, and there were messy tombs and coffin boards scattered everywhere.
It seems that what I encountered was not a ghost at all.
Could it be that this is really a very large cemetery?
I thought about it for a moment.
Mass graves of this kind are not uncommon. It is said that the Land of the Dead in the Mobei region spans hundreds of kilometers from east to west and seventy or eighty kilometers from north to south.
Yu Bushun, the big boss in northwestern Shanxi, made his fortune there.
Of course, Land of the Dead is an exception and cannot be generalized.
However, the Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses in western Hunan and the Tomb Forest on Corpse Mountain in southern Yunnan often occupy one hilltop after another, covering an extremely large area.
But where is this?
I was thinking about it in my mind, but still gritted my teeth and kept moving forward.
You must know that the group of wanted criminals behind you are not a good person, and they may be chasing after you behind the scenes.
If I fall into their hands, they will definitely use them as a bargaining chip to threaten the boss.
This must never be done.
While I was thinking about that, I suddenly heard a ding-ding-ding tapping sound coming from the front. I looked up and saw a faint yellow light looming.
I wasn't surprised at all, but instead became cautious.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Who would be knocking stones in this cemetery in the middle of the night?
Maybe there are some monsters and monsters waiting for me in front.
I wanted to take a detour, but I hesitated.
I have been walking here for so long, but I still can't get out of this mass grave. The dead souls behind me are chasing me.
If this continues, he might lose his life in a daze.
Seeing that I was tired and hungry, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to hold on for long, so instead of being forced into desperation, I might as well give it a try.
No matter what he is, the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road!
This is something my boss often says to me.
He said that the exorcist profession is different from ordinary professions and requires struggle.
Otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, it cannot be solved by losing one's job or losing money, it will result in loss of life.
And from ancient times to the present, the only way to avoid losing one's life is to risk one's life.
When necessary, fight if you have to!
I think now is the time for me to fight.
I made up my mind and suddenly became more courageous.
No matter what, if we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win, just do it!
I was very courageous and stepped forward, and soon I saw a dim yellow light.
The light was placed on top of a tombstone, illuminating the surrounding area dimly.
Under the tombstone, a hunched figure was hammering away with a hammer and chisel.
It's like carving words on it.
Perhaps hearing my footsteps, the figure paused for a moment, then turned around slowly.
I thought I would see an extremely terrifying face, with only half a head or no facial features. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a very normal old man.
His hair is gray, his face is wrinkled, and his eyes are very bright, not like the eyes of an elderly person at all.
We looked at each other, neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere turned a bit strange.
After a while, the old man said: "Exorcist?"
He looked at the blood on my forehead, shook his head and said, "You are so weak, why are you doing this in the graveyard?"
I heard the old man speak. He was stunned for a moment, and when he looked carefully, he realized that the old man's shadow was blurry under the dim light.
This is actually a living person?
Also, is this place called Graveyard Mountain?
Seeing that I didn't say a word, the old man snorted: "Walking around here in the middle of the night, are
you looking for death?" "You are lucky to meet me. Stay here and don't move. Come with me later!"
After finishing speaking, He ignored me and continued carving on the tombstone with a hammer and chisel.
I glanced at the tombstone and found that the writing on it was square and the marks were very new. It should have been recently carved.
But I'm really weird.
Why did such a weird old man appear in a cemetery in a barren mountain?
I asked tentatively: "Are you always alive or dead?"
The old man said casually: "Of course he is alive."
I saw him admit it, and looked left and right, but I really couldn't see what was wrong with him. Son.
It must be a living person.
But for a living person to appear in this place, it is definitely not simple to think about it with your butt.
I said softly: "What do you call me?"
The old man looked back at me and said coldly: "You said your real name in the graveyard, just because you don't die fast enough?"
"I don't care where you come from, anyway. If you don't want to die, don't talk nonsense, move around, and don't make a fuss."
After saying that, he hit the chisel hard with the hammer in his hand, but when the fire light burst out, the words on the tombstone were carved.
I looked carefully and couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
Because what is engraved on the tombstone is not an epitaph or a person's name, but a series of scriptures.
After a few glances, I recognized it. It was a Buddhist rebirth mantra, used to liberate evil spirits.
People who can carve rebirth mantras are definitely not dirty people.
It was only then that I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even my tone became much more polite.
"Old man, I accidentally entered here by mistake. I wanted to get out, but I kept wandering in it. Please help me, old man, how to get out of here." The old man put the
chisel and hammer into a tattered denim bag, and then He put it on his shoulder easily.
He said calmly: "The Tomb Mountain has a radius of more than 30 kilometers, and the tombs are in a mess, and there is no straight road. It's so dark that it's strange that you can get out!"
"Looking at your handsome features and righteousness, you don't look like a sinister person." "
If you want to survive, just follow me. I will take you out when the old man finishes his work."
He stood up. He picked up the yellow lantern on the tombstone and continued walking forward.
After taking only two steps, I saw a tattered tombstone that was half buried in the soil. The tombstone had been weathered by wind and rain, and was covered with moss marks. The surface was also pitted and tattered.
He took out a shovel from the tattered denim bag and carefully shoveled away the moss on the tombstone. He also took out a military water bottle, poured it on a rag and wiped it carefully.
After a while, he wiped half of the tombstone clean.
Then he lifted it hard, and the heavy tombstone was suddenly erected with one hand.
I was dumbfounded, this old man is so strong!
Although only half of the tombstone is left, it is still one meter and a half tall, seventy to eighty centimeters wide, and thirty centimeters thick. The weight alone would make it difficult for two young men to lift it.
But the old man pulled it up with one hand, and the tombstone was embedded in the ground, and even the soil was pulled out.
This strength is comparable to that of a crane, okay?
(End of chapter)