"How? Can you find out?"

Seeing Fang Yuan’s eyes sweeping with fire and eyes, the monk and the monk could not help but ask.

"No! Very clean!"

Fang Yuan shook his head and looked at the old village chief: "Is this really a temple?"

"Master, oh, where is the ancestor, how can you lie?"

As soon as I saw the Fang Yuan board, the village chief’s lower abdomen fainted and shook his head directly.

From his reaction, Fang Yuan can see that he is indeed telling the truth.

"Is there nothing more than here?"

"Yes, no more!"

"Weird!" Fang Yuan shook his head: "Go! Let's go find the winter flowers!"

"Amitabha!"

The singer monk looks dignified: "Is it... Don't you take the initiative to accept the curse of ‘that’ and try to save the dog's egg?”

"It won't break anyway, right?"

Fang Yuan nodded and found the winter flower with a ring of color.

"What do you know about that thing, you will be cursed?"

This half-old Xu Niang is amazed: "What are you talking about?"

"The monks don't swear!"

The singer and the monk are solemn: "The barren will look at you, your child is black in the hall, and there is a fear of being tonight!"

According to his thoughts, since the other party does not know anything, it may be the curse that they only came into contact with after entering the village. It is just near the protection observation, and may find clues.

"Nervous disease, dare to curse my dog!"

Winter flowers suddenly squinted at the eyebrows. If it wasn’t for Fang Yuan’s fierce name, I’m afraid I’ve already started playing.

"Well, we have to live in your home, and you two, from now on, can't leave my sight for a second, hear no?"

Fang Yuan was too lazy to go to the front and handed a banknote: "Do this, the money is yours, can't do it..."

He pressed his hand on the wall next to it and made a little effort.

Bang!

The whole earth wall fell down, and the gravel splashed, making the dog egg crying and crying.

"you guys……"

Winter flower buds are also crying: "Is it not a trafficker? No! Dog eggs are my life, you kill me!"

"Okay, can't you understand people or something? If you are noisy, I will tie you two!"

Fang Yuan’s face was cold.

The villagers next to them were scared, and they stood by and watched, so that the winter flower buds could only wipe their tears and promised to help.

Fang Yuan and the Monk Monk, still the same as before, lived in the winter flower house, quietly waiting for the arrival of the night.

Of course, this time, no one of the mother and the child can leave their sight.

"Amitabha……"

The singer-in-law does not say a word, does not drink or eat, and stares at the dog's egg.

According to previous findings, this cute little boy has almost returned to the land.

But at this time, he is very strange.

Because, this little boy thinks, is a living person, just like other villagers in the village!

‘I don’t know how the Taiwanese donors and Chen Shizhu are doing? With the ability of the prostitute, we should be able to meet with us...’

The monk and the monk looked at the moon that was gradually rising, and he was silent.

......

At this time, outside the village.

"Zhan Big Brother... What do we do?"

The ghost guards and Chen Xin have successfully merged. This woman is only angry for a moment, encounter difficulties, or unconsciously ask for help from the savior in her heart.

"This fog is weird!"

The mask of the ghost guards in the ring became red and bloody, and the voice was dignified.

At this time, they naturally do not want to meet with Fang Yuan, but find that they are actually... lost!

The cause was also a white fog, and when they came out, they went to a mountain beam.

The mountain wind whistled, and the chill was pressing.

The ghost guards took off their coats and put them on Chen Xin, looking at the terrain from their own feet.

“There is a mess in the ground, obviously there are a lot of people who have just walked, not far from the village!”

The ghost guards judged, followed the footsteps on the ground, and immediately before coming to a cave, the surrounding soil was turned over, showing fresh earth and roots.

"This is...the tomb?"

The ghost guards of the Fujian and Taiwan recalled that the village chief had said something, and suddenly it was clear.

"There are many tombs near this village. Is this ancient tomb exposed because of the collapse of the mountain? Looking at this footprint, it is clear that the villagers have taken the lead and moved a lot of things. It is no wonder that the village chief introduced the antiques to us. It also reveals the meaning that it can be sold. It turned out to be sold!"

Despite this discovery, the ghost guards did not care.

For the mountain people, it is a gift instinct to rely on mountains to eat mountains. As for the protection of cultural relics, it is not his responsibility.

"Chan Big Brother... I am afraid!"

Chen Xin looked at the cave like a monster, and his shoulders shook.

"Well, let's leave first, and come with Fang Yuan tomorrow!"

The ghost guards were not the ones who were rash, and immediately turned around.

Hey!

It was just that his foot was shaking, and the crisp sound came, as if he had broken something.

"This is... the family of the Taiwanese family?"

The ghost guards leaned down and lifted a piece of tile that was crushed. The look on his face suddenly became wonderful: "Sure enough... here is the root of the Taiwanese family! This ancient tomb...buried It is the ancestor of the Taiwanese family!"

Oh!

However, I have not waited for him to finish the show, and suddenly felt the foot empty.

The soil collapsed and there was a huge space, like a black hole, which instantly swallowed two people.

......

"Ha ha……"

Dangdang!

The bamboo ball rolls on the ground, and the brass bell inside makes a squeaky sound.

The dog's egg is laughing and playing without heart and soul, not at all like a curse.

Snapped!

The ball rolled to the color of the monk's feet, and the dog looked at the busy mother, and some time could not be noticed.

"Amitabha, take it!"

The singer-colored monk opened his smile and returned the ball.

‘Weird... Why didn’t there be traces? ’

Watching the dog's egg take over, and politely thanking, the heart of the monk is more and more suspicious, I thought that I saw the illusion last night.

‘It’s weird...’

The small heart of the dog is also very curious, why these two very powerful uncles have to live in his house, staring at him and his mother.

However, I have to say that for Fang Yuan, he is admired with a hint of admiration.

That kind of powerful power is really easy to get the worship of the little boy, who did not dream of a hero when he was a child?

No matter what, let's go to dinner first.

Just as he was preparing to eat, suddenly, a memory emerged.

It seems to be this morning.

The sun was shining, and the rain was swept away. He seemed to be walking on the mountain. There were many people and many footprints. Everyone rushed into a dark hole and took a lot of things.

In that big hole, there seems to be a lot of fun things.

Of course, the most unforgettable thing is the huge blood-colored stone tablet. What I wrote on it, I can't understand it, but the people around me seem to be laughing at it:

"What is forbidden, not allowed to step in, kidding!"

“The antiques in the tomb are the things in our village!”

"I know that I will die, seal... How come there are ghost stories?"

......

His little hand was caught by the winter flower buds. It seemed to be a dark environment. It was a little scary, and the uncles and uncles who held the torches around him looked very incomparable, and the shadow was like a evil spirit.

"Go, egg, let's go!"

The winter flower licks the hand of the dog's egg and leaves the cave.

However, in an instant, someone has read out ‘that’ loudly!

"what!"

In the real world, the dog egg suddenly burst into tears with no warning.

......

"Hey? How is this thing going to be at my house?"

At the same time, the village chief touched his head and looked at the bronzes hidden under his bed.

This is a very beautiful bronze statue, with a simple charm, even if the ordinary people know it must be a baby.

"Wait a minute, it seems that I dug it out, the tomb on the **** of the two poles..."

At the same time, a memory also emerged.

"Weird, it’s obviously a big thing that the whole village is moving. It’s just this morning, why are you the same as nothing in the afternoon?"

The old village chief touched his head somewhat strangely.

Since he knew that there was an ancient tomb on the hillside, he immediately launched the whole village. One of them counted one, and he wanted to make a profit by relying on this tomb.

"I remembered, the tomb inside was actually built into the appearance of a ancestral hall. There is a monument in front of it. It says that the things inside are cursed, and must not be offended. In particular, the first spiritual name in the ancestral hall. ! Know... will die!?"

The old village chief was excited and immediately shook his head and wanted to forget everything.

It is a pity that he was blinded by memory before, even Fang Yuan did not see it. At this time, the memory recovery is also indelible.

"That... that name!"

"The downfall..."

puff!

A **** flower appeared on the village chief, and his whole person was torn apart in an instant, and his blood was stained.

And in the blood pool of the land, a ghost of a natural look, slowly climbed up, the face is almost exactly the same as the village chief!

......

"Cough..."

Among the giant pits, Chen Xin was stunned by the shackles of the shackles: "Is it okay?"

"It's okay! It's just that we seem to fall into the crypt..."

Chen Xin smiled bitterly.

"Not only that, I have more discoveries, you see!"

The ghosts of the scorpion guard turned the flashlight, and the surrounding buildings emerged, causing Chen Xin to shock: "Here is the cemetery? How is it more like a ancestral hall?"

"...I think winter flowers are so good, it is more likely to be this!"

The ghost guards of Chentai and Chen Xin went to the front and looked at the spiritual position carved by the bluestone.

"This is the ancestor of my Taiwanese family. I was buried here?"

The ghosts of the Fujianese worshipped the worship, and the eyes looked up. They saw the top row. There was only one tablet, standing alone, and there was a circle of chains and curtains around. I don’t know how it fell, revealing huge fonts. .

"The ancestor... 澹台莫邪!?"

I don't know why, when I saw this card, the scorpion ghost guards the body and the cold hair smashed up, and there was a feeling of a big disaster.

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