The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

On the other side, Jiang Liu and others have entered the cemetery and reached the location of the tombkeeper's hut.

Niu Xun walked at the front and kicked the wooden door.

The hut is not large, about 15 square meters in area, and the facilities in the house are also very simple, a bed, a simple wardrobe, and a compartment is a toilet, which is equipped with toilet and shower facilities.

There is no separate kitchen in the room, just a small gas tank and a small stove in the room, the pots and pans are placed directly on the ground.

Perhaps because of the frequent fires in the room, there was a thick layer of grease in the room, and the bed sheets were also covered with oil flowers, which looked very dirty.

"Did you smell something, it smells bad."

Niu Yun covered his nose, this is definitely not the smell of oily dirt accumulated in perennial cooking, but more like the smell of rotting corpses.

"Smelt it!"

Jiang Liu looked at this small room. I don’t know when there was a wooden stick in his hand. He picked up the bed linen and the door of the wardrobe table. There was not much room for hiding things in this hut. I searched all the places where I could hide things, and did not find the source of the body odor.

"I think there must be something wrong with this gravekeeper!"

Niu Yun couldn't find the source of the corpse smell, nor found Zang Ye and others.

Now he put the focus of suspicion on the cemetery, whether it is Liu Yanan who suddenly increased in power, or those who have disappeared near Linshan, are inextricably linked to this cemetery as a cemetery The caretaker, the lame old man disappeared again at this moment, which deepened the suspicion of Niu Kun.

"——"

"——"

"Hush—"

Jiang Liu motioned to Niu Xun not to speak, he seemed to hear something loud.

"——"

"——"

"——"

The sound is getting louder and faster, and it seems that it is coming from under this room.

Jiang Liu and others looked at the wooden floor under their feet, and made a look at each other. They took things at their disposal and dug up.

"vomit--"

Tian Kui was the first to bear it, and went directly to the side to get sick. The river and the cattle were better, but their faces were ugly.

Only a small and a half of the wooden board was actually full of rotting corpses, many of which had been rotted out of bones, covered with corpses, and a few corpses were relatively complete, and the whole picture could be seen, and the river recognized These corpses are the missing persons that the police reported before.

"One, two, three... twenty-nine."

Jiangliu counted the corpses he could see at the bottom of the pit, and the number far exceeded the number reported by the police.

His heart shivered. The person behind the scene killed so many people and piled up his body here. What on earth did he want to do?

"Jiangliu, Tiankui, have you noticed that the voice just disappeared?"

Niu Kun stared at the pile of corpses with a steady expression, but his voice trembled faintly.

"It's all dead, what just made a noise, what is it?"

As soon as his words fell, a corpse in the corpse suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Cough cough, was still found, you annoying ghosts, really don't let people stop."

The man was thin and thin, with thin hair, and sporadic roots were hanging on the scalp with carrion. His whole body was wrapped with bones, just like a walking skeleton shelf, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes were cloudy.

Isn't this man the cemetery's gravekeeper?

What kind of metamorphosis is actually sleeping with those rotten corpses.

"Live corpse, actually use yourself to regenerate the corpse!"

Tiankui apparently guessed what the tombkeeper was doing.

"Oh, a little vision."

The tombkeeper bent over, covering his mouth with his hand, and coughed lightly.

"More than ten years ago, I lied to a stupid person that the feng shui in this cemetery was excellent. Since then, the rich people in Pingxiang and the surrounding area have swarmed in and set the tomb in this position. The living water is the dead water, and the green trees behind them have already withered their roots. This is a terrible place, ha ha ha cough."

It seemed that the ghost envoys who had just left the school were not opponents.

"For more than ten years, I have carefully selected suitable people to enter my corpse, nourished my physique with their resentment and corpse. Whenever it was overcast, I kept my soul trapped in a place of absolute shame. The ghosts nourish the soul, and a few more incense sticks are the time I waited for a long time, three days, when I will give birth to the fierce ghosts I cultivated, to achieve my immortal living body, to At that time, I jumped out of the three realms, that is, the Emperor Wendu kissed me, how can I take me!"

As he said, the other person coughed again.

He behaved like a weak old man who was just about to die, but what he said was diametrically opposed to what he said, which was creepy.

"Then destroy you before you are alive!"

Niu Kui raised his eyebrows and attacked the tombkeeper directly with his bare hands. However, before he approached the tombkeeper, the corpses of that pit stood up one by one, like a puppet, and stood in front of the tombkeeper.

"Oh, even Jiang Kun didn't find my existence. A few of you guys still want to destroy me. Without self-control, let my corpse puppet play with you."

After the tombkeeper retreated to the corpses, he smiled mournfully.

"wrong."

After all, after going through several worlds, the river's hippie smiled with great wisdom.

He noticed a problem, that is, there were too many words from the grave keeper.

The other party has been dormant in Yinzhou for more than ten years, just to make his own living corpse. In the heart of the river, this kind of living dead person accompanied by the corpse should not be caught and just chatter and explain his own way of success. How many frustrations and hardships have you encountered, a person who is showing off his upcoming glory.

His long speech just did not seem to explain the explanation given to them, but rather to delay time.

But if the other party is trying to delay the time, who made the rustling sound that they heard from under the floor just now?

The river flow didn't have time to think about it. After arriving at Linshan, Hongling and others who hadn't seen a figure appeared. They seemed to be entangled in something, retreating while fighting, just meeting them in the tombkeeper's hut.

After approaching, Jiang Liu also saw clearly, chasing after Hongling and others, it was a collection of grievances.

A thick, dark red fog, each face fighting out of the thick fog, with a distorted face, the most powerful of which is Liu Yanan, the voice of the ghost is sad, and the strength of the ghost is still growing.

"This whole cemetery has almost become a gummy cup, died with grievances, and the soul body with the eight-character stained with yin is all raised together, because it can't be reborn, and there is great resentment."

Zang Ye was slightly injured. "How did this old man hide it? He actually raised such a ghost under your dad's eyelids."

He saw the tombkeeper hiding behind the corpse puppet, and guessed the general context.

"Aren't you afraid of karma? You have killed so many people, and Heavenly Dao will slay you to death before you become a living corpse!"

Jin Zhuo was young and energetic. After listening to Tian Kui's simple dictation, he stared at the tomb-keeper fiercely.

Now they have wolves in front and tigers in the back, and they don't know when Master Yuanming and others arrived to support.

"Ah!"

The tombkeeper smiled: "I'm afraid of some cause and effect. These people ran to my grave to steal the dead's things. The owner of those things killed them. I just borrowed their useless flesh. They held their grievous soul with grievances in a terrible place, and the rest of their lives were sleeping. Didn't the people with the eight-character yangzhong go to the underworld to reincarnate? What is the reason I have? What are the consequences?"

The tomb-keeper was also a member of the Xuanmen. He naturally knew the cause and effect of retribution, so he spent nearly two decades playing this big game. Now, no one can stop him.

"Did you kill my dad on Ching Ming Festival?"

Jiang Liu suddenly asked.

He still felt that the tomb-keeper was delaying time. It happened that he also had a few questions to ask him.

"Your dad? Jiang Kun?"

The tombkeeper coughed a few times: "They have found a big trouble themselves. What does it have to do with me? I just want to practice my living corpse."

"Why did you let go of my friend on Qingming Day?"

Jiang Liu then asked.

"Your friend?"

The tombkeeper pondered: "Is that the kid? Cough, he is so yang, what do I leave him to do, and will it be bad for me?"

He obviously remembered that the money that Lai stayed in his hut for a long time in Qingming night was excessive, and there was a trace of disgust on his face. If he stayed at that night with a very bad-character person, I am afraid that he could be under the hut There are a few more puppets.

The grave keeper's answer caused some problems with Jiangliu's previous guesses.Did the tombkeeper lie, or did he guess the wrong direction?Could it be that the problems arising from this Linshan Cemetery have nothing to do with the death of the last ghost ambassador and the ghost imprint that suddenly appeared on the money surplus?

"Cough, you guys have finished asking. After finishing asking, I will take the flesh and blood of you ghosts and make me a living corpse."

It seemed that it was time for the tombkeeper to raise his head and watch the crippled moon show a fanatical smile.

"Boom---"

Before he started, the iron gate of the cemetery was knocked.

I don't know when a girl wearing a black windbreaker and black sneakers stood outside the door.

She turned a blind eye to these horrible ghost corpse pups not far away, lips raised slightly, looking into the room and said.

"I want to find someone."

Jiang Liu really liked these ghosts. She didn't come to ask her for dinner for so many days. It turned out that she ran here to play with these little ghosts.

Su Zi, who was standing outside the iron gate, looked at the river and spoiled her eyes.