Dragon Seeker

After leaving the mass grave, the man said nothing, but led the way in front of me. I followed silently behind him. I had many questions in my mind but could not find a chance to ask. In the end, I had no choice but to ask Zhang Xinya indirectly to understand the situation.

After all, this is my only acquaintance, although now I can't see through this acquaintance.

When the two of us met, many things became clear.

In the end, her coming here was a complete mistake.

The man is Zhang Xinya's uncle, named Zhang Daoxuan, a real Taoist priest. To be honest, Zhang Xinya is also a legitimate Xuanmen family. Influenced by her uncle, she knows some unknown means.

Last night, she used some "little tricks" taught by her uncle to torture me to death. Although she was born in such a family, she was similar to me. She had heard a lot about ghosts and gods but had never seen them. Last night was the first time for a young lady to ride in a sedan chair. She was very scared. After escaping, she contacted her uncle as soon as possible.

It happened that her uncle was doing business in Taiyuan and found her quickly.

According to Zhang Xinya, after her uncle saw her situation, his face was particularly solemn. He did not explain anything else and directly took her to the store. At that time, I had been chased away by the ghost. Her uncle was also very capable. He made a paper crane with yellow paper, and the paper crane led them all the way to fly around the world until... they caught up with the mass grave!

"Who knew you were the little devil?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xinya was still indignant, rolled her eyes at me fiercely, and said unhappily: "You almost scared me to death!"

She probably recalled her behavior last night, which could only be described as "fierce", and felt a little embarrassed. She glared at me fiercely, her face turned red, and she was too embarrassed to say anything more.

As for why she could see me, even she herself didn't know. She also asked her uncle, but he refused to say.

While we were talking, we had already gone down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a red off-road vehicle was parked. It was Zhang Xinya's car.

After getting on the car, Zhang Daoxuan leaned on the seat to rest for a while, and finally spoke, turning his head and saying to me: "Why did you become like this? You should have some guesses in your mind, right? Tell me in detail, don't leave out anything."

I nodded, and after a little thought, I started from the strange things of Grandpa Xing Wei, then the seven-combination tomb, and even the thing that was stolen from me, no matter how big or small, I explained everything clearly.

Zhang Daoxuan had been listening silently, without asking any questions. After I finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and his breathing was very even.

"Senior?"

I tried to call him, and when I saw his eyelids move, I hurriedly asked, "What's going on with me?"

"Ghost makeup."

Zhang Daoxuan said without even opening his eyelids, "It's also called ghost skin painting. It's painted on a ghost. The ghost is covered with human skin and is not afraid of sunlight. It can harm people in broad daylight. But if it's painted on a living person..."

At this point, he twitched his thin lips and seemed to be smiling.

I was so shocked by his expression that I asked, "What will happen if it's painted on a living person?"

"That's a living dead person!"

Zhang Daoxuan opened his eyes and sneered, "Half dead and half alive, alive during the day and dead at night. If it can't be wiped off within 49 days, it will be dead forever!"

My heart twitched when I heard it. This was the first time I heard of such an evil thing. Looking at Zhang Daoxuan again, his handsome face glowed with holy light in my eyes. He was just short of two small wings behind him. He looked like a savior. I asked hopefully, "In other words, if it's wiped off within 49 days, can I still live?"

Zhang Daoxuan didn't say anything. I was very nervous and felt my throat was a little dry. I smacked my lips and said, "Senior, you must save me."

"Be obedient and you can live."

Zhang Daoxuan only said these four words, pointed to the front, and said expressionlessly, "Point the way, let's go to that tomb and have a look."

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but unfortunately, Zhang Daoxuan refused to say anything. However, his promise was more effective than any panacea. The words "can live" seemed to have become a kind of belief imprinted in my heart, making me feel much more relaxed.

It was already dusk when I returned to the Qihe Tomb.

Under the setting sun, the tomb pile was covered with a layer of enchanting blood color, and the whole tomb was greatly changed. The soil covering the tomb pile was as red as blood, and it was very loose!

"Someone has moved this tomb!"

I exclaimed, walked around the Qihe Tomb several times, looked at Zhang Daoxuan for help, and said, "It was not like this when I came here. The tomb soil has been turned over!"

Zhang Daoxuan pushed me away with one hand, walked quickly to the tomb pile, picked up a handful of soil on the tomb and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff it gently, then took out three small yellow flags from his wide sleeves and inserted them on the tomb, then sat down on the tomb, muttering something in his mouth, and I don't know what he was saying.

Crack!

Without any warning, the three small flags broke in half.

Zhang Daoxuan's face was extremely solemn, his eyes sparkling with brilliance, and he carefully looked at the Qihe Tomb, as if he was getting to know it all over again.

Not long after, he slowly uttered three words: "Please ask for the ancestral artifact!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinya immediately took out a wooden box from the trunk, as if it was something extremely important, held it above her head, and respectfully presented it to Zhang Daoxuan with a pious look.

I strained my neck to see it, very curious about it. I saw Zhang Daoxuan bowed three times to the wooden box solemnly before opening it. There was something wrapped in yellow cloth inside. After unpacking the yellow cloth, it was a black ancient sword, which looked like the personal sword worn by Wu Yue in the pre-Qin period. It should be made of bronze, but it was covered with rust. One side was vaguely engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, birds and beasts, and the other side was some strange patterns, which seemed to be cloud patterns, but they seemed to form a human figure, some meditating, some standing, and in different shapes.

Li Daoxuan held the sword, his wide robe rustled, his black hair fluttered, and he had a sense of confusion in time and space. He really didn't look like a person of this era. He stared at the ancient sword for a moment, and gently rubbed his finger on the sword. He didn't see his finger cut, but left a shocking blood mark on it. The ancient sword also turned a strange red. The next moment, he shouted softly and stabbed the sword in his hand into the grave.

I held my breath and watched everything in front of me. I didn't see or hear any noise, but Li Daoxuan was like being hit hard. The ancient sword was instantly ejected. He retreated with the sword "dengdengdeng" continuously, and his face turned three points pale.

"Look, the grave is bleeding!"

Zhang Xinya screamed, pointing to the place where the sword had just pierced the grave. It was like a transparent hole in the body. Black and red sticky blood gushed out from it. There was a fishy smell in the air. The stench was mixed with a trace of blood, just like the smell in many duck blood workshops.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Daoxuan sighed lightly, wrapped the ancient sword again and put it in the wooden box. He left without looking back.

"Senior..."

I hurriedly chased after him, and after a long hesitation, I asked, "Is it over? Is the matter... resolved just like that?"

I was unsure of the situation. They made a big fuss about what happened to me, but in the end, it was all over in a flash? But if you say it's not over, the blood flowing out of the grave is real, and Zhang Daoxuan's sword seems to have killed something.

Zhang Daoxuan shook his head slightly and said a few more words to me, "You can't imagine how dangerous this matter is. I just tested it and found out a little bit. Don't dwell on it too much, otherwise you will lose your life in vain. I need to make some preparations, so that it will be comprehensive. You and Xinya's matter, I'm afraid you have to go to the tomb to solve it."

After saying this, he suddenly looked at me with a very strange look in his eyes, and whispered: "This is exactly what the one who wants to kill you wants. It sent a jumping ghost to torment you, and the ultimate goal is to let you return to this tomb. Who asked you to take its things? The ghost painted the skin, and only he who painted it can erase it. There are too many ways to paint, and different ways of painting have different solutions. If you try to solve it randomly, I'm afraid you will die immediately. Based on your symptoms alone, no one can determine what method it used."

This is not the first time I have heard of the phrase "taking something", but after thinking about it, I really don't know what I took. From the beginning to the end, I just moved a shovel on the grave. At most, I took away some dirt. No matter how fierce the things in the grave are, they won't take lives for such a thing?

I know there must be something hidden. I asked Zhang Daoxuan, but he didn't say anything. He was very secretive about it, just like the ferryman, as if he would get into trouble if he said it.

Helplessly, I could only give up and asked about Zhang Xinya's question. This was even more mysterious. I really didn't understand how this matter could be related to her. She had never been to this Qihe Tomb. Could it be related just because she sprayed blood all over my face?

"This is not your problem..."

Zhang Daoxuan shook his head and sighed, glanced at Zhang Xinya not far away, there was a connection in his eyes, and whispered: "You are just a fuse, what is coming will come, if you want to blame, you can only blame this child for being too unlucky."

While talking, we got in the car.

"Go back to Taiyuan first."

He arranged it like this: "Take me to your classmate's house tomorrow, there are some things I need to confirm again."

"What about tonight?"

I am more concerned about this. I glanced at the sky. The sunset has been half covered by the mountain. It is about to set. I feel a little panicked. I said: "I won't..."

"What do you think?"

Zhang Daoxuan interrupted me directly, smiling and said: "You and I will go to do something tonight. There is still a matter that has not been resolved. It happens that you can be used. Just consider it as a reward for helping you solve the problem."

When I heard this, I felt even more weak.

Well, not only does he turn into a paper man, it seems he has to take the initiative to cause trouble!

What can happen to Zhang Daoxuan? He is definitely going to cause trouble for the dead!

But I still want him to live, and I dare not even say a word of refusal. I can only pray that there will be no trouble tonight...