Although the hard-working baby boy survived in the end, his body and bones have not been good, and there are no major illnesses but minor illnesses continue.

Later, on the night of his first birthday, his grandfather Ma Lao Er finally returned. Grandpa gave him a name, Ma Chengfeng. In addition, he left an old white paper for his grandson. The old couple hadn't seen each other for decades, and they finally reunited, but they didn't have a word to say. He only ate two vegetarian sedan chairs and hurriedly left this impoverished home.

Time flies, and after a while, Ma Chengfeng is already sixteen years old. Grandma pulled him up with hard work, but the illness accumulated a few days ago finally left him.

Today is the day when grandma burns her first seven days, and Ma Chengfeng sits alone in front of the lonely grave crying. There are two paper figures standing on the left and right of the tombstone, which was given to the old lady by a paper-making master surnamed Huang in the bazaar. The boy and the girl stood on the left and right, their pale faces were lifeless eyes, and the scalps of those who looked at them were numb.

In stark contrast to the grandmother's lonely grave is the new tomb on the top of the mountain, this new tomb is so vigorous, I heard what it is called "Kowloon Chaoyang Cave", it is the best feng shui treasure land in ten miles and eight villages. The new tomb is prepared for the old lady of the Liu family, and the Liu family is one of the few big families in Lishutun, and it cost thousands of yuan just to ask Mr. Yin Yang to point to the Yin house.

The funeral procession under the mountain knocked and blew the funeral music, and carried the coffin of Mrs. Liu and walked up mightily. The one who carried the spirit flag was Liu Ersuo, the grandson of Mrs. Liu, and Liu Ersuo and Ma Chengfeng were classmates.

"It's really unlucky, I just came up and ran into the horse monkey, a dead star!" Liu Ersuo didn't have a good airway.

Cheng Feng has no father or mother since he was a child, and because of the bizarre encounters before he was born, none of the villagers treated him. Sixteen-year-old Ma Chengfeng has seen all the warmth and coldness of the world, and he has long been accustomed to it. I remember that when my grandmother was buried a few days ago, he carried my grandmother's stiff body from the tun to the mountain by himself. The villagers behind him muttered quietly, but no one was willing to come over to help. He was only sixteen years old, and his thin body was only 90 pounds!

Let's take a look at Mrs. Liu's funeral? The village chief stood on the left, the secretary stood on the right, and behind them was a huge funeral procession, from the eighty-year-old man to the three-year-old child, all flattering. Why? Because people are rich, he Ma Chengfeng is poor!

"Immortal Zhang, it's up there, right? Ouch, I saw the fairy aura on the mountain so far away, but it is really a treasure of feng shui! Liu Ersuo's eyes narrowed into strips and handed a cigarette to Mr. Yin and Yang behind him, where does it seem that there is filial piety? This face made Ma Chengfeng extremely disgusted.

"Ersuo, don't worry, this is called Jiulong Chaoyang Cave for your old lady, and after three years of burial, I will ensure that you are the top student in high school, and you will soar in the future!" The Mr. Yin and Yang named Zhang Xianren is dressed as a bit of a master, but I don't know if he has real skills.

The night splashed down like thick ink, and the absence of grandma at home made it much colder. He lay peacefully in front of his grandmother's grave, alone counting the bright stars in the sky.

An evil wind blew into his neck inexplicably, making him shiver unconsciously. Looking up again, a black cloud in the sky pressed down, covering the full moon, and there was a muffled thunder in the black cloud, and lightning fell from the sky, making the sky and the earth bright.

"Huh?" Ma Chengfeng was shocked, only to see a lightning bolt above his head actually slashing down on him. He reacted very quickly, rolled on the spot, touched the ground on his toes, and swooped out five or six meters away. When I looked back, I saw that the boulder in front of the grave had been smashed to pieces.

Is he really the reincarnation of a calamity? Kill your father, kill your grandmother, and now God won't allow him? That's it! In this case, just go down and serve grandma! Thinking of this, he knelt down and closed his eyes.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I faintly heard the crisp sound of copper bells on the dirt road under the grave mountain, and the movement of the copper bells was extremely clear in the night. The rhythm is intermittent, slow and slow......

On the dirt road, a Mr. Yin and Yang dressed in a Tai Chi robe, shaking a small copper bell with his right hand, kept throwing dark coins into the sky with his left hand, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain.

Fluttering coins fell from the top of his head with the light of the fire, and were blown away by the inexplicable wind before they hit the ground. Isn't this the Mr. Yin and Yang that the Liu family held a funeral request? In the middle of the night, what did he do on the grave mountain?

"Come back, O stragglers...... Don't ask questions in front of the palace of Hades, the little ghosts in the eighteen halls were punished by death, and the people who died in vain were desolate, and they were reduced to prostitutes in the next life. Why don't you use it for the immortal monarch, and ensure that you will enjoy the glory forever......" Mr. Yin and Yang muttered in his mouth, and he had already walked to the tombstone of Old Lady Liu on the top of the mountain and stood still.

Ma Chengfeng listened to what he sang as if it was not an ordinary ballad, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. After hiding in my grandmother's grave, I thought about it for a long time, and the second half of the ancient book left by my grandfather seemed to record a shamanic curse, which was called "Soul Calling Spell", which was very similar to the song he sang.

Could it be that he is a shaman? From this point of view, the Mr. Yin and Yang that the Liu family is looking for is really a bit of a background.

In the distance, he saw the fire flickering on the grave mountain, and he seemed to be burning paper for Mrs. Liu. Ma Chengfeng was curious, sneaked up and quietly climbed an old tree not far in front of Old Lady Liu's grave.

Under the old tree, after Mr. Yin and Yang burned the coin, he picked up three pillars of incense in his hand and bowed deeply to the tombstone, and then muttered to himself again, but this time, the words that came out of his mouth were very vague, as if what he said was not for the living at all.

Thorn ...... Thorn ...... As he recited the mysterious incantation, there was a terrifying movement under the grave, and the sound was as harsh as a cat's paw scratching glass. It's clear that something under the grave is scratching the coffin board! Ma Chengfeng only felt that the hairs on his back stood upside down when he heard this, and he hugged the branches and trembled his legs.

After reciting the incantation, Mr. Yin and Yang took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, he bit his index finger, quickly wrote a series of incantations on the yellow paper, and then pasted it directly on his door. The yellow paper was so long that it covered his entire face.

"The thunder has passed, and the old lady has opened her eyes!" After he shouted, he stood on the side of the grave and did not speak or move, as if it were a clay sculpture.

Could it be that Old Lady Liu is not dead? He's here to save people? Ma Chengfeng was suspicious, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

Thorn ...... Thorn ...... Thorn ...... The corpses under the grave became more and more restless, and the sound of scratching the coffin board echoed through the wilderness, looking very eerie in the silent night.

Suddenly, he heard a click under the grave, and Mrs. Liu finally pushed open the lid of the coffin. A pair of white claws protruded from under the grave, and then leaped out. In an instant, the wind on the tomb mountain was fierce, and the sand and rocks were scattered.

Old lady Liu was wearing a longevity robe when she was buried, her face was pale, her eyes were round, and she was holding a copper coin in her mouth, and she stood with her arms outstretched and looked at the pear tree tun under the mountain in the cold wind.

Ma Chengfeng hugged the branch of the tree tightly, and closed his mouth tightly and did not dare to make the slightest movement. At that moment, he felt that the blood on his body had coagulated, and his head was blank. The heavenly thunder just now was not aimed at him, but aimed at the "Nine Dragons Chaoyang Cave". It's just that I don't know what kind of anti-heaven technique this Mr. Yin and Yang used to make Old Lady Liu escape the catastrophe!

......A dull roar came from the mouth of Old Lady Liu, and the copper coin with a mouth fell to the ground. The movement was so horrific that even the old elm tree shuddered.

His neck twisted stiffly, a cold light in his eyes staring around the grave, his head covered in dirt, and a few earthworms in the mud squirming back and forth on his collar.

Gada...... Gadada ...... Old lady Liu's neck joint stiffly sounded, he lowered his head, like a frog, licked the earthworms into his mouth with his tongue, and then chewed greedily. Strands of viscous liquid flowed straight out from between his yellowed teeth, and Ma Chengfeng's stomach tumbled and almost vomited out his lunch.