Chapter 9 Devil Ridge, a horror legend

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Looking at my extremely haggard face, my grandfather suddenly lost all sleep and crawled out of the coffin anxiously.

"Grandpa, please slow down." I quickly supported him.

"There's something wrong with you, Changsheng. The yang energy in your body is almost drained."

Grandpa looked at me and then at the coffin boards scattered on the floor. He frowned and said, "The coffin was shattered. Could it be that you were tortured by Song Qiufeng last night?"

"She just left not long ago."

I nodded and said sadly: "Before she left, she told me that she would come to see me tonight and take me to the woods to change the environment and unlock new postures."

"Made, after Song Qiufeng turned into a fierce ghost, why did she become so arrogant?"

Grandpa was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and said angrily: "You still have to change the environment and unlock new postures. Are you venting your anger on my grandson like he's being treated like an animal?"

"Grandpa, that Song Qiufeng is so scary."

I took a deep breath and said, "The shroud you want me to wear doesn't work at all."

"I still underestimated her strength."

Grandpa took out an old cigarette stick, filled it with tobacco and lit it. He smacked his lips and took two long puffs before saying: "The shroud I gave you was actually given to me by a close friend. It has a very unusual effect." , I didn’t expect that in front of Song Qiufeng, it would be like nothing."

"What about tonight?"

I said with worry in my eyes: "If I am to be harmed by that slutty bitch again tonight, in my current state, I will probably be squeezed into a mummy."

This is no exaggeration.

Song Qiufeng was unsatisfied with her desires and was so ferocious that she could squeeze even a cow dry.

What's more, I have been harmed by her for two nights.

"Don't worry, Changsheng. Grandpa will not let you die in Song Qiufeng's hands."

Grandpa said this with his eyes shining brightly, and his expression became firm.

"Grandpa, don't mess around."

I was startled by the look in his eyes, and said quickly: "Don't fight Song Qiufeng to save me."

"In front of such a fierce ghost, it's useless even if I want to fight."

Grandpa looked at me and said, "Don't worry, kid. Grandpa, I'm not that stupid. Let's go home first."

After leaving the ancestral hall, we returned home.

Grandpa made breakfast for me and asked me to fill my stomach first and go out with him later.

Egg noodles are cooked for breakfast.

I was exhausted from being tortured by Song Qiufeng last night. I devoured three large bowls of the egg noodles cooked by my grandpa before I regained some strength.

By the time I was full and full, Grandpa was ready.

"Changsheng, let's go."

Grandpa brought the package. He looked at me and said, "We are leaving now and we have to get back before dark."

"Grandpa, where are you taking me?" I asked.

"Do not ask."

Grandpa looked around and said solemnly: "We have to act cautiously."

Grandpa was worried because Song Qiufeng was lurking in the dark.

After hearing these words, I immediately shut up and didn't ask any more questions.

Just like Grandpa said, we really have to be cautious and not let that fierce ghost Song Qiufeng know our whereabouts.

I rode a motorcycle and left our village with my grandfather.

The place where my grandfather wanted to take me was not far away. I drove my motorcycle and they stopped after 20 miles.

Immediately afterwards, grandpa asked me to hide the motorcycle in the woods.

There were many thieves in those days.

If you leave your motorcycle on the roadside, it can easily be stolen by others.

After I hid the motorcycle, my grandfather took me into a small road, then climbed over the mountains and ridges, and passed through several hills before stopping.

It took more than an hour of walking on the mountain road.

The surrounding area is even more desolate.

There is no village in front of it, no shop behind it, and it is surrounded by rolling mountains.

Grandpa smacked his lips, took a puff of dry cigarette, looked around, pointed to a large mountain next to him and said: "This very majestic mountain is called Devil Ridge, and it is also the destination of our trip."

"We traveled such a long way just to come to Devil Ridge?"

"correct!"

Seeing grandpa nodding, I was dumbfounded.

Devil's Ridge is just an ordinary mountain, nothing unusual can be seen. Why did grandpa bring me to a place like this?

When I raised my head and looked around, I suddenly noticed a figure standing under a pine tree halfway up Devil's Ridge, looking towards us.

It's far away so I can't see clearly, but it looks like he's a man.

And the man has silver hair.

Also wearing a green ancient robe.

"Grandpa, there is someone halfway up the mountain. He is an old man wearing a green ancient robe."

As I said that, I wanted to reach out and point my finger, but in an instant, the expression on my face froze.

What era are we in now? How can anyone wear ancient robes?

What's more, it's still in such a barren mountain.

I'm afraid the person I bumped into wasn't a human being.

"Don't stare at him."

Glancing in the direction I was looking, my grandfather's expression immediately changed, and he quickly spoke out to stop me.

And I reacted and immediately looked away.

"Grandpa, this place is unusual."

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, took a deep breath and said, "There are dirty things in the mountains, and they might be targeting me."

"This Demon Ridge is a restricted area for living people."

Looking at Devil Ridge, Grandpa narrowed his eyes and said, "It is a truly dangerous place. Do you think this place is unusual?"

"A restricted area for living people?"

Hearing these words, I immediately took a breath.

"How scary is that?"

"It can subvert your cognition."

Then grandpa told me that there are twenty-four dragon veins in our hot summer, and this Demon Ridge is one of them. It is a rare geomantic treasure in the world.

Since ancient times, many princes, generals, ministers, and wealthy people from past dynasties are basically buried in Devil Ridge.

The most famous one is undoubtedly Cao Cao, the hero of the Three Kingdoms era.

It is said that Cao Cao's grave is located in Devil Ridge.

Moreover, at that time, the royal family of each dynasty sent people to guard Devil's Ridge, and the security was tight to prevent the ancient tombs in Devil's Ridge from being stolen.

After all, those who can be buried in Devil Ridge are all high-status figures.

but.

In later generations, with the change of dynasties, there were no longer so many rules.

Especially by the end of the Qing Dynasty, no one was in charge.

Because of this, everyone in the world is thinking about Devil's Ridge, and they come to Devil's Ridge to grab the Feng Shui treasure.

Some families even moved their ancestral graves here.

And they went to war like this because they wanted their ancestors to choose a geomantic treasure land so that they could bless future generations.

Over time, Devil's Ridge became filled with graves.

And there are people buried in Devil Ridge, no matter who they are.

Devil's Ridge, a geomantic treasure land, has undoubtedly become a mass grave.

and.

The more people who set foot on Devil's Ridge, the more evil it becomes. People often die inexplicably in Devil's Ridge.

The most sensational incident occurred sixty years ago, when thirty people died tragically in Devil's Ridge.

Die neatly.

They all hanged themselves on trees and died.