Here Lies The Wicked

“King Lau, your two grandchildren were killed half a month ago! ”

When the young man finished that sentence, in the darkness, he fell into silence.

All of a sudden, no sign!

Suddenly a shady wind broke out in the mountain belly.

“I give you one last chance, if you say half a fake word, I'll break your neck. ”

An old, dull voice sounded in the shadows, coming from one of the intact coffins on the body pile. Seems to have suppressed anger, word for word, says Sensen.

“In front of King Lao, I dare not say a word. Six months ago, your two grandchildren were indeed beaten alive by the same man! ”

……

Still closed on 72 ghost gates.

In the dark,

Time passes, minute by second.

Apart from the body piles and cold phosphorous fires on both sides of the waterway, there are only waves left to flush the sounds of both sides from time to time.

Sand, sand, footsteps on the sandstone ground, walking on the soft sandstone ground, soon saw the mysterious young man return again.

There was nothing unusual about him.

Seems to have returned safely.

Wow... the water crossed the ankle, the young man walked out of the water for a distance, and saw the boat again in front of him, as well as the boatman wearing a life vest that only the dead would wear.

It appears that the boatman has been waiting in place for the return of the young man.

Still the old rule, when the young man boarded the boat, he blindfolded himself again with a cloth strip and then swayed to the right with the left of the hull, as well as the sound of the waves slamming the hull, the small boat in the cave waterway seemed to have returned the same way.

Back in the waterway, you can still hear the movement, and there's something on both sides of the rock wall that's been crawling around Sysore.

There's something under the water swimming fast, rolling up loud waves.

Strange movements are also coming from the top of the head.

The young man remained silent and silently counted the time in his heart. Referring to the time of his first arrival, he calculated that there was still a third of the way to the water, knock!

The hull floated down, as it had done before, as if something had gone aboard the ship, and there were people's footsteps, people's wheezes.

But this time, after wandering for a while, the sound of the footsteps did not leave as it had for the first time, but approached the young man who was heading towards the bow of the boat...

When I don't know how long it's been,

A small boat, passing through the thick misty sea above the river.

Boom... The hull slightly collided with the shore of the river and the hull stopped.

“Has arrived.” The boatman's voice is coming out at the stern.

However, there was no disembarkation.

At this time, a river breeze blows through, the fog is blown away, the young man who was originally standing on the bow, somehow only his lower body below his waist is still standing! The upper part of the body has been eaten, and the wounds are like being torn apart by some beast, the flesh is blurred, and a lot of blood appears.

……

A day later.

Changxi Village.

This is a remote small mountain village, but today it is rare for a small truck with foreign licence plates to enter before it reaches the season of the Guago acquisition.

This off-site license plate pick-up truck ended up in front of a family at the western entrance of the village.

Then two big men came down in the cab and started lifting a sip of ice coffin from the van.

Nearby villagers saw the scene and were about to come to see the noise, but at this time, the villagers' door opened, coming out of the old master and grandchildren, after driving away the nearby villagers, they began to let the two big men carry the ice coffin into the house.

About a decade or so after touching the ice coffin, the two men did not stop and drove directly out of the village.

Wang Yucai just went to high school this year. His parents died early. Since he was a child, he depended on his grandfather. Ten miles and eight townships in the vicinity have great respect for his grandfather, but if anyone dies or is mourned, ask him to go and preside over the funeral, especially the elderly, especially his grandfather.

Even before he died, he pointed out that after his death, his grandfather was to preside over the funeral.

The reason the old people around here respected his grandfather was because he used to be a backpacker. With the reform and opening up, however, the village runs through cement roads and has small cars, and the industry of backpackers has slowly lost its legacy.

But the elderly believed in this most. They all thought that his grandfather was a man of great skill, so even now, he was willing to come to his grandfather for the funeral, so that he could enter the earth for peace.

But today's grandfather, he looks strange and serious.

All because of an ice coffin shipped today.

Just after school, Wang had material at home, watched Grandpa go to send the two truck drivers out. Out of curiosity, he had to come to the ice coffin, through the transparent crystal cover, and peek at the people in the ice coffin.

There was a famous woman lying in the ice coffin, looking at the white skin, and it seemed to be a very young woman.

The estimated age is also in its twenties.

He died at such a young age. He was really jealous of the red face. Wang had the material to regret. He wanted to see the five officials of the woman in the ice coffin. He stunned. The woman wore a Huang Daxian stone mask on her face.

It's a mouse wolf mask with a sharp mouth.

Rat wolves are spread throughout the country and there are traces of activity throughout the country.

However, this Wong Da Fairy Face is a bit strange, and a piece of it looks like a splicing, which was later embedded, slightly different from the surrounding color, and covers about a third of the area.

Just as Wang had the material to look at the stone on the woman's face, after sending the driver back to Grandpa, as soon as he saw Wang had the material to lie next to the ice coffin, he immediately looked nervously and scolded: “You little bastard, don't die! Get out of that ice coffin. Haven't seen a woman in eight lifetimes. Can you see the people in that ice coffin? ”

Wang Yucai, the furry kid with the long lips, whispered uncomfortably: “Isn't it just a corpse? What's the big deal? ”

“When you were a kid, you presided over the funeral for someone else. It was one night. I followed Grandpa to you. I haven't seen many of these bodies. ”

I don't know, Grandpa shook his old skin in fright: "My little ancestor, how hard can it be for you not to toss my old bone once? ”

“The people in this ice coffin, unlike those who died before, say less, maybe our grandchildren will still live tonight. ”

Wang Yucai looked at the expression on Grandpa's face, not like it was fake, and looked at the woman with the weird stone mask beside the ice coffin, more curious: “Grandpa, why did someone suddenly send a woman's body to our house for no reason? ”

Silence,

Grandpa sighed: “It's time to come, you've been hiding all your life and you haven't been able to hide. ”

Then he looked very seriously at Wang Yuan, such as the solemn admonition to give the will: “Yuan Yuan, Grandpa is going to rework the old craft tonight, to carry the corpse for the woman in the ice coffin. Grandpa has a few words to tell you, you must remember, don't miss one. ”