Before leaving, Master Lu Qing gave me a copper compass. This thing is the same size as my palm and is called a corpse plate. Master Lu Qing said that this thing is Maoshan’s unique magic weapon and cannot be owned by ordinary people. It was given to me for my safety.
I thought that Lu Qing, the real person, was not a good person, and the thing he gave me might be something evil.
But I didn’t throw it away, I took it home and hid it.
Since it is Maoshan’s unique magic weapon, it must be very valuable, right?
I did not tell my second uncle about my meeting with Master Lu Qing at the top of the mountain. After I came down from the mountain, I told my second uncle that the work of thickening the soil had been completed.
The second uncle nodded with satisfaction. He said that in the next five years, there would be no need to go up the mountain to offer incense to Grandpa.
The purpose of grandpa's body being buried on the top of the mountain is to ward off evil spirits.
The seven stars suppress the coffin, and the corpse suppresses the ghosts.
Fighting poison with poison will lead to peace.
Time flies and seven days pass.
The village was very quiet, and no big event would happen as Master Lu Qing predicted.
To sum up, Master Lu Qing is a bastard, and I would say he is just a charlatan in name only.
On this day, my second uncle and my father were not at home. They went to the city to do something unknown, leaving me alone to guard the house.
Before leaving, he didn’t tell me anything, except to tell me to go to bed early.
At 11:30 in the evening, there was a knock on the door of my house. I thought my second uncle and my father were back.
But when I opened the door, I found no one outside.
Who the hell is pulling a prank?
After making sure no one was around, I was ready to close the door and go to bed.
But suddenly I found footprints on the ground and it was stained with yellow mud.
I knelt down and looked at the footprints, and found that there were quite a lot of them, extending all the way to the alley.
I followed the footprints and walked out, but as I walked, I suddenly noticed something was wrong.
So I ran home and found that the footprints had entered my home.
Just then there was a sound in my room. I pushed the door open and the sound came from the closet.
I dug up the source of the sound and found that it was the corpse tray given to me by Master Lu Qing.
The corpse tray is rotating slowly, like a gear.
In an instant, I remembered what Master Lu Qing said to me.
"This corpse tray is used to find corpses. It is a Maoshan magic weapon. It takes more than twenty years to make. The larger the corpse tray, the longer it takes to make. If the corpse tray rotates, it means that there are zombies within a hundred miles. .Things for you, but I hope you won’t have any use for them.”
These are the true words of Master Lu Qing, and they are also facts that I don’t want to see.
The faster the corpse tray rotates, the stronger the corpse aura is.
When I was still immersed in confusion, there was a sound from a certain room in my house.
I walked out of my room and listened to the sounds.
"Snapped!"
The sound of glass breaking was extremely jarring.
Grandpa's room!
I rushed to the back hall. Grandpa's room was locked. I picked up a hatchet and hacked at the lock.
After opening the door, I found that the room was extremely messy. The room that had been tidied up before was now a garbage dump.
You can smell a strong corpse odor and an unknown black gas.
There was a hole in the window, and yellow mud footprints extended from the outside into the room.
Something bad happened!
This is going to cost someone a life!
I stumbled back to the living room and called my father on the landline.
"Answer the phone! Damn it!"
Although the call was put through, no one answered.
I'm alone at home and I don't know how to deal with this.
If I guessed correctly, the footprints should be grandpa's.
Grandpa's body has been raised!
Wait a minute!
Today is the last day, and Mr. Bing is still guarding the mountain. When I went to deliver food to Mr. Bing this morning, he said that he would not leave until tomorrow.
Now Mr. Bing is the last hope. I don't care about so much and speed towards the mountain on my bicycle.
When I came to the foot of the mountain out of breath, I didn't find Master Bing.
The tent he set up here has not been confiscated yet, which means Master Bing should still be here.
"Master Bing!"
"Master Bing!"
I shouted like crazy, tearing my throat, but I didn't get a reply from Mr. Bing.
I searched several tents but couldn't find Mr. Bing.
But there were bloodstains inside the tent.
I looked for the blood with my flashlight, and a broken leg caught my eye.
When I saw the cloth shoes with the broken leg, I immediately recognized them as Mr. Bing’s shoes!
Before I could react, a hand suddenly grabbed my ankle.
Just when I was about to resist, I heard a weak voice.
"Ayang...Ayang..."
I shined the flashlight at my feet and saw Master Bing lying on the ground dying.
He was covered in blood, not only had a leg broken, but also a hand. What was more serious was that half of his face was torn apart, but he was able to survive with one breath left.
I squatted down and didn't know what to do. Mr. Bing used his remaining strength to grab me. He shook his head slightly, which probably meant that I should not think about saving him. Even if Hua Tuo was alive, he might not be able to save him if he was injured like this. .
"I couldn't stop your grandpa, he was too fierce..."
As soon as Mr. Bing spoke, blood flowed from half of his torn face.
He trembled and curled up in my arms.
"Master Bing! Master Bing!" I wanted him to wake up, but Master Bing really didn't have the strength to reply to me.
At the moment of dying, Master Bing put his hand into his inner pocket.
I opened his clothes and saw a piece of paper covered with words.
My name was written on the first sentence of this piece of paper: Ayang, I know that I will not survive seven days, nor will I survive Tianhong's palm...
