"Remember those days, the general, before leaving, once said that when the camellias were in full bloom, he would marry me. At the foot of Sanxian Mountain, I waited patiently..."
The strange drama floated in from a distance. At first, it was as thin as a mosquito, blurry, and seemed to be there or not. But after only two or three breaths, it became clearly audible, and the desolate and desolate sound became audible.
The woman's voice contained deep boudoir resentment, which was like a needle pricking her scalp, piercing her skull, and drilling into her head...
Then, within two or three breaths, this melancholy singing was joined by the soundtrack of suona, gongs, drums, and shengxiao. It was also a yin and yin test, making people's hair stand on end, and the concentration of yin energy in the air began to rise linearly...
Qin Yang's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself, knowing that this business was not going to be easy...
After touching the corpse and uncovering it, it is natural to bury the person who died tragically peacefully. In order to ensure the other party's posthumous affairs, he can earn some hard-earned money by the way. This is the rule he has set for himself.
The corpses we dealt with before were not that troublesome. They just needed to find a place to bury them. But if these two clients were buried casually, they might be tracked down in a few days, or they might be dug up.
There is only one here, the famous Yinhuai Ghost Tomb near Qinglin City. It is a paradise for ghosts and has existed for at least thousands of years. It is the most suitable place for burying these two new customers. It is absolutely safe that no one will find it here.
, even the person who dumped the body would never come near this place.
However, there are certainly disadvantages, just like this...
Looking at Qin Yang's play from a distance, the opera tune becomes more and more clearly audible, and the sound of gongs, drums, and shengxiao blends into the opera tune. If you just listen to the sound, you will definitely think that it is everyone in a big theater troupe singing...
And in the surrounding mist, half of the original ghosts are now invisible. These ghosts, regardless of whether they have intelligence or not, are like wild beasts, and their ability to sense danger is first-class...
Qin Yang stood there without moving, knowing very well that from the moment he heard the drama, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. If he didn't get rid of the ghosts here, he would never be able to leave. Although this place is called Yinhuai
The outskirts of the ghost tomb, but once you come in, you come in...
After another two or three breaths, I saw ghost figures floating in the mist in the distance. A group of ghosts dressed in red, each holding a suona and shengxiao in their hands, floated towards me. At first glance, they looked like a procession to welcome a bride, but the music played was not.
It doesn't feel the least bit festive, it's full of gloom and sadness.
The person playing music floated up from the front, and eight sedan bearers from behind carried a large vermilion coffin. Behind them, there were a group of ghosts who were also dressed in red, with pale faces and stiff and sly smiles, holding each one in their hands.
The wooden box tied with red flowers, carrying the red wooden box, floated behind...
Qin Yang stood there holding a stick of incense, watching these ghosts floating towards him, motionless.
I immediately gave up my original plan. Although these ghosts were as pale as paper and had stiff smiles on their faces, at least they couldn't tell the appearance of death. If they could hide the appearance of death, they were not ordinary ghosts. At least they were more powerful ghosts.
Yes, compared to monks, they are at least six levels of Qi nourishment...
And he himself is only at the sixth level of nourishing Qi...
At a quick glance, there are at least twenty ghost soldiers here. If we go head-to-head, we will definitely not be able to defeat them...
And this is a wedding procession. I have heard before that someone entered the Yinhuai Ghost Tomb and was taken away by the wedding procession. Only to appear inexplicably in the mass graves outside, with a skinny figure and exhausted energy.
After all, there is only one breath left...
Recalling the play he just listened to, Qin Yang had some ideas in his mind...
He stood still, watching the band of ghosts float past him. No ghost looked at him, but when the wedding procession floated past, a ghost holding a sign in front of him screamed loudly.
"I'm bringing my bride back home..."
With a scream, Qin Yang felt his eyes blur, and the next moment, he was lying in a small space for some reason...
When he reached out and touched it, he saw that everything was sealed up, down, left, and right. Without even thinking, he knew that he was sealed into the big scarlet coffin...
Lying there quietly, he could still vaguely hear the hustle and bustle of gongs and drums outside, and the constant sound of drama. After confirming this, Qin Yang just lay here motionless. He put one hand on the storage bag and took stock of what was inside.
s things.
After a while, the team moved forward in a floating manner. The mist in front seemed to be pushed away by a hand and dissipated with the wind. An ancient manor stood in front of it, with red bricks and green tiles, complete with pavilions and pavilions.
Previously, a six- to seven-foot-high archway had been erected, with the three characters "Defei Tomb" written on it. After the team entered along the archway, there was a loud noise.
Inside, there were lanterns and colorful decorations, the floor was paved with red cloth, and the windows were hung with red silk. Round tables covered with red cloth were arranged neatly in the courtyard, and the tables were full of guests, chatting, laughing, and congratulating each other.
It's just that in the midst of this celebration, all these guests have pale faces, as if they were painted with powder, and their smiles seem to be frozen on their faces. There is an incense burner in the middle of the table, and there is a circle around the incense burner, bloody.
The heads of the three animals were poured into the wine glass, which was also water from the Yin Spring that was as black as ink and rich in yin energy.
Seeing the wedding team coming back, standing in the center, an old ghost wearing a military uniform gestured to the circle with his hands, and then screamed loudly.
"The auspicious time has come, let's take him to the bridal chamber."
With this scream, the ghosts surrounding the table began to drink and eat meat, while the eight bearers carried the large vermilion coffin floating towards the backyard.
After entering the festive wedding room, the big vermilion coffin was put down, and the bearer retreated. At this time, Qin Yang pushed the coffin lid, and the lid was easily pushed open. When he walked out, he saw the side of the festive wedding room.
Sitting on the big bed was a woman dressed in red.
The woman has an apricot face, peach cheeks, and a full smile. Her round eyes are as watery as if they are dripping water. Her forehead is not wide, which makes her cheeks look small. In addition, she has a small cherry mouth, most of the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and this
With her slender waist and figure, she looks like a lady no matter how you look at her.
However, when Qin Yang got up and took a look, four big words instantly appeared in his mind.
Jiuqu ileum.
Suddenly, the corner of Qin Yang's mouth couldn't help but twitch. This nine-curved ileum is one of the "Eighteen Famous Weapons" that was published before...
As for the origin of this skill book, it comes from a turtle master who unexpectedly succeeded in practicing the technique...
Chapter completed!