I'm not a demon

When A Luo heard this, she turned to Ning Qingming, and she said softly, "I wish they had never seen the darkness outside."

"They are unwelcome beings."

Ning Qingming had nothing to say. Although he agreed with A Luo's words in his heart, he did not forget what he was here for.

"When will the curse disappear?" Ning Qingming asked straight to the point.

"My lord." A Luo smiled and rolled her eyes, "I didn't kill them all when I cast the curse, as I said, as long as the whole family sincerely welcomes the girl's arrival, the same...if they can accept , boys will also be born in their family. But things are completely opposite to what I imagined. They would rather kill one child after another with their own hands rather than accept their own children. Such a gene, even if it is cut off, it doesn’t matter Woolen cloth?"

A Luo thought that Ning Qingming would retort, but to her surprise, Ning Qingming nodded in agreement with her words: "I don't want to interfere in the affairs of the village, I will tell you what you say, if they really They also brutally killed their own children, just like you said, let this village disappear."

Hearing this, Ah Luo couldn't bear it anymore. She frowned slightly, looking like she was hesitating about what to say, and finally just sighed: "I hope they can abandon their patriarchal idea. If I was born It's a boy, even if they don't like it, they won't do such a cruel thing..."

Dahei was as quiet as a chicken in the back. From the very beginning, he didn't like the people in this village. Now he was quite happy to hear that Ning Qingming ignored them and only let them enlighten themselves.At least in Dahei's heart, Ning Qingming is not a person who will help when he sees a human race, regardless of good or bad. Such a result seems to be taken for granted.

And Xiaohu, who was pestered by children to flutter butterflies, was miserable, but under his leadership, a group of children really caught many butterflies, and everyone was smiling.

They didn't stay here much, after Xiaohu chatted with A Luo, they left the mountain.

When I came here, I was in a hurry, but when I went back, it was much easier. Ning Qingming said: "After telling them what A Luo said, let's go."

"Okay." Both Xiaohu and Dahei didn't like this low-pressure village, and wanted to leave a long time ago.

Several people returned the same way, Dagui saw their eyes lit up, and quickly asked, "Did you find it?"

"I found it." Ning Qingming still had a good attitude towards people who didn't have any murders on him. He said, "Let's go to the village chief first."

Siyu and the others were drowsy waiting here, and they finally regained their energy after hearing this, and the group returned to the village chief's house. Dagui wanted to ask questions along the way, but seeing the expressions on the faces of the three of them, they didn't ask anything. .

After seeing the village chief, Ning Qingming said exactly what A Luo had said, but it was very clear. Do you want a boy?Can.But it takes the whole family to agree to accept the girl first before having a boy.

This is not difficult to say, but for so many years, no family in the village can do it.

That's all Ning Qingming said, saying goodbye to the village chief and others. The village chief seemed to have aged a lot overnight. When Ning Qingming left the village, he faintly heard the village's loudspeaker calling for the whole village to hold a meeting——

Although he didn't know what the follow-up of this matter would be, Ning Qingming still hoped that everything would develop in a good direction, but the murders committed by the villagers could not be undone by this generation.

They can only make up for it slowly for the rest of their lives, and even future children and grandchildren will be affected.

Siyu, the others, and Ning Qingming and the others did not go the same way. After this incident, they felt a lot of feelings. This incident seemed to be unresolved, but in fact all the back roads have been laid out on the bright side. Explain that whether the people in the village can have the next generation depends on themselves.

Siyu left a day later than Ning Qingming and the others. They did not leave the village in a hurry. Instead, they relieved many villagers and tried their best to restore the events of the year.

"I think my three views have been shattered, so let's write the folk tales of the thesis." Siyu and the two looked at each other, "Fox demons, patriarchal, curses, ignorant thoughts and practices... this time I am confident that my paper will be praised by the professor."

On the other side, Ning Qingming and the other three slowly embarked on the road to look for Taotie. They were not in a hurry at all. After all, the sleeping Taotie hadn't woken up yet. Even if they went there, they couldn't wake up now. They awakened the sleeping monster without authorization. Even Ning Qingming didn't have such a free time, it would be troublesome if someone got angry about getting up.

A few people stopped and walked along the way, even the game here was enjoyable for them, but they didn't find the national protected animals, and they ate ordinary game.

But this time, the few people subconsciously avoided the village. Since ancient times, there have been many demons in the village, either ghosts or monsters. Anyway, most of the folklore is in the village.

Encountering a village that is extremely patriarchal is enough to make the three of them feel bad, and they are not very interested in the village for the time being.

"I heard that 20 years ago, an ancient tomb was excavated in this place. It was quite a sensation at the time, do you know?" Xiaohu, who left the village and felt that the air was much fresher, became active again. He is outgoing and curious about these things. They also know a lot of strange things. Along the way, both Ning Qingming and Dahei learned many interesting things from Xiaohu's mouth that they never knew before.

"20 years ago? I don't know." Dahei was very honest, "I'm only familiar with the imperial capital, I've never been here before, boss, do you know?"

Ning Qingming shook his head: "The archaeological team discovers a lot of ancient tombs every year, and I don't pay much attention to this place."

Xiaohu proudly walked backwards with his hips akimbo: "Let me tell you, once that incident was told that year, you would definitely know it all!"

Dahei asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiaohu said: "Back then, the archaeological team dug up a female corpse here. The whole body was intact, and even the clothes were as lifelike as new clothes!"

"I really know this..." Dahei continued, "But it seems to be shattered as soon as it comes out of the tomb, right?"

Ning Qingming coughed: "Do you need me to explain it to you with science?"

"No, no, no." Dahei repeatedly refused, joking, this kind of thing is only fun if you feel like you are in a hurry, and an explanation that goes into science will immediately turn people off!

"What you said was the official explanation." Xiaohu said in a mysterious tone, "Actually, the truth is that the unearthed female corpse has opened its eyes!"

"And then?" Dahei continued to ask with great interest.

"There's no more after that. I heard that it was burned on the spot." Xiaohu felt a little regretful, "I heard this from one of my elder brothers. He saw this scene himself at the time, saying that the female corpse rolled its eyes and stretched its hands. The whole person half sat up from the mat..."

Dahei swallowed: "Is this a zombie?"

"Who knows." Xiaohu didn't care, "Zombies are actually quite wonderful existences. They don't enter reincarnation, and they have a high level of cultivation. They don't need to go through tribulations. They really make demons envious."

Dahei looked at Ning Qingming and asked, "Boss, have you ever seen a zombie?"

Ning Qingming nodded: "I've seen it, so to speak, it's a corpse change. The trigger is strange. After becoming a zombie, I often can't control my behavior and will wantonly suck human blood and cannibalism in the local area. But as long as you get through this stage and hide in the If you go to practice in the deep mountains and old forests, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, just like Xiaohu said, it is a very strange existence."

Dahei said: "In fact, the fox clan is also a very powerful clan. After thousands of years of training to become a nine-tailed fox, even a big monster can fight for it."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiaohu hehe, "My grandfather has practiced for thousands of years, and he has only cultivated four tails. Now the aura is not as abundant as before, and cultivation is not so easy. And even if our fox clan can cultivate Dacheng also needs to cross the tribulation, not just once, but three times! Don’t let too many people die under the thunder calamity.”

Dahei sighed, and felt heartfelt distress for the fact that the fox family was struck by lightning so many times.

Ning Qingming looked up at the sky. Fortunately, he was born with a cultivation base, and he had never tried any thunder calamity at all...

The few people chatted along the way, but it was not boring. If you want to eat, you stop in place to catch two wild game. They will also let the two of them meditate and practice. After this delay, the journey that could have been reached in half a day was abruptly taken by several people and has not arrived in three days...

But what to say and what to encounter, just now Xiaohu also talked about the archaeological team opening the tomb, but unfortunately, this made them meet.

The cemetery discovered this time is that some villagers planned to dig the foundation to build a house, but they found that there were all kinds of broken copper and rotten iron underneath. I don’t know how many years old porcelain was covered with mud, and the villagers didn’t care. After all, it’s so ugly. Do not want any.

But as he continued to dig to the side, this time it was terrible, and he dug directly to the coffin!The villagers panicked. The Chinese New Year was approaching, and the coffin was dug out from the bottom of the house when they built the house. Bah, it's so unlucky!

Change the place to cover!And report this to the village chief.

The village chief is not a villager who doesn't know anything below. He was assigned from above, and he still has a lot of ink in his stomach. He came over to take a look, good guy!Isn't this an ancient tomb? !

So he called the local museum, and the museum contacted the archaeological team and the professor of archeology at the university, and a group of people rushed over overnight.

After all, this group of people know too well the villagers who don’t regard cultural relics as good things. They have also seen pictures of children in the village rolling vases from the Tang Dynasty on the ground...

If you don't hurry up, there may only be a coffin shell left!

The few people who didn't plan to go to the village didn't stand up to watch the crowd, and followed the crowd to the place where the ancient tomb was dug.

As they got closer, Ning Qingming found that the ancient tomb was not that big, but there were quite a lot of funerary objects in it. Although most of them seemed to him to be unrecognizable porcelains, everyone in the archaeological team Be careful, afraid that the wind will blow things to pieces.

The archaeological team carefully carried the cultural relics on a burden beside them and carried them away. They waited until the things were almost packed before starting to lift the coffin.

The coffin should have been lifted earlier, but the coffin was so heavy that a dozen or so people couldn't lift it up.

The archaeological team tried it themselves, and also found tall and strong villagers, but it didn't work. The coffin seemed to have taken root underneath, and it didn't move.

"Find someone to try again." An old man with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses turned around and said to the people beside him, "Find some young people from the village to try it out. Now that young people are afraid of bad luck, your price should be higher."

"I'll come!" Dahei raised his hand to sign up, "How much is it?"

Ning Qingming also raised her hand: "How much is it?"

The old man turned his head to look at the two of them, his gaze stopped on Ning Qingming for a moment, then moved away to Dahei, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The guy in black is in good shape, the one next to you... the one in casual clothes, you'd better look at it!"

Ning Qingming: ...you are looking down on me, the osmanthus spirit!

"Boss, just rest on the top!" The big black ran down, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the ancient tomb.

Ning Qingming felt aggrieved, why should she judge people by their appearance!

With Dahei's ferocity, the coffin that seemed to be nailed to the ground slowly left the ground.

"1, 2, 3...start!" Dahei shouted loudly, and together with a circle of coffin bearers, he lifted the coffin up with all his strength.

"I think Dahei has great potential to be a contractor." Xiaohu said with a smile, "Look at this strength. It is not a dream to earn [-] yuan a month on the construction site."

Ning Qingming took a look, Dahei, who was carrying the coffin, really looked like a Baotougong.

The coffin fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the ground trembled. Dahei clapped his hands and asked the old man, "Do you want me to open the museum for you?"

It is not known who was inside this coffin before he was alive. The whole black coffin was nailed with nine spikes. It is really not a simple matter to open the coffin. You have to take out the nine spikes one by one.

The little fox narrowed his eyes, nine long nails, some thought flashed through his mind, but it was too fast for him to grasp.

"Wait first." The old man didn't let Dahei open the coffin now, "I have to go to an empty room with no wind."

In ancient times, after the death of noble people, rare and rare treasures were buried in the coffins. After a long period of time, some treasures cannot see the wind, and they will turn into flying smoke when they see the wind. Coffin, also have to go to a quiet place.

"Young man, will you open the coffin?" The old man seemed very satisfied with Dahei, and patted him on the shoulder, "If you can, come with us."

This time it came out in a hurry, and there was only one person who opened the coffin, but this coffin seemed to be much more sophisticated than the ones dug out before, and one person might not be able to open the coffin.

Dahei chuckled, and nonsense said that he would, the old man liked him very much, and asked him to wait aside first, and open the coffin after everything was transported away.

So, the black coffin was put aside, people came and went by the coffin, Ning Qingming looked inside and suddenly smiled.

What a coincidence, could it be that the little fox is the legendary crow's mouth?What do you say?

Because the old man has a good impression of Dahei, he even has a good attitude towards Ning Qingming and Xiaohu, but also because of their good looks, even if they want to be disliked, they have no way to dislike them.

After the unearthed cultural relics were transported away, the surrounding crowd almost dispersed. After all, it was already noon from the morning, and every family went back to cook.

Dahei was very interested in the black coffin, he ran to the side, looked around in circles, and sniffed it lightly from time to time.

"Where are you from?" The old man was a very particular person. He ignored Dahei, put away the magnifying glass he had just used, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and asked Ning Qingming and Xiaohu.

"I'm from the imperial capital," Ning Qingming replied, rubbing Xiaohu's hair before continuing, "He's from the north."

The little fox looked at the old man with wide eyes, and softly shouted: "Grandpa is good."

The old man raised his eyebrows, took out a piece of candy from his pocket and handed it to the little fox, "Kids eat candy."

"Thank you, grandpa." The little fox pretended to be happy.

"My surname is Gao. Everyone calls me Professor Gao or Elder Gao. You can call me by name." Professor Gao squinted at Ning Qingming and said, "Young man, what's your name? Why do I think you are familiar? Have you been to Ning Qingming?" television?"

"My name is Ning Qingming, and I filmed a public service advertisement before." Ning Qingming guessed that Professor Gao must have seen himself on TV.

Sure enough, Professor Gao suddenly realized: "I see, it's the advertisement about environmental protection that was broadcast a while ago, right?"

Ning Qingming nodded.

Professor Gao didn't know that Ning Qingming was still a master on the Internet, so he just smiled and said to him: "I saw your ad, the style of CCTV has changed recently, I was shocked when I saw the last one, old and old."

Seeing Professor Gao's smile, Ning Qingming couldn't help but think of Mr. Zong, his eyes softened a little, "I have a grandfather who is about the same age as you, and he said he was shocked when he saw my advertisement."

Ning Qingming has a special attraction for the elderly, the older people especially like his clean and well-behaved appearance. Professor Gao, who was very satisfied with Dahei, has already forgotten Dahei At the back of his head, the young man Ning Qingming was everywhere, and he felt that everything looked pleasing to the eye.

"What are you doing here? It's so far away from the imperial capital, and you're here to travel?" Professor Gao asked.

Ning Qingming continued following the reasons he had made up for them, and rubbed Xiaohu's hair again, "Take my younger brother out to see and see."

Xiaohu smiled sweetly from the side, and took the opportunity to ask: "Grandpa Gao, when you open the coffin, can my brother and I take a look at it? I have never seen an open coffin, I want to see it and then go back and write A post-reading impression."

Professor Gao waved his hand and agreed.

After saying a few more words, Dahei and a group of people carried the black coffin to an empty house in the village.

Ning Qingming and Xiaohu looked at each other and followed.

After the black coffin fell to the ground, Dahei was not in a hurry to open the coffin, but walked to Ning Qingming's side. First, he couldn't open the coffin at all, so he had to watch the professional coffin openers in the archaeological team open it to learn. The second is that he keenly smelled something strange in the black coffin.

"Boss, do you smell a strange smell in the coffin?" Dahei asked quietly.

"I can smell it." Ning Qingming glanced at Xiaohu, "Do you remember what we said this morning?"

"What?" Both Dahei and Xiaohu were at a loss. These two have been talking non-stop since the morning, and they really don't remember what they said.

Ning Qingming said concisely: "We talked about zombies."

Dahei didn't react at first, and then almost jumped up, "Fuck, there are zombies in there???"

The little fox jumped up and covered his mouth, "Keep your voice down!"

Fortunately, everyone was surrounding the black coffin at this time, and no one paid attention to Ning Qingming's side, so no one heard what Dahei was saying.

"A zombie is a zombie, what are you so shocked for?" Xiaohu let go and jumped to the ground, "Isn't it just a little zombie? Do you know what zombies are afraid of? Black dog blood! Don't worry, he dare not approach Yours, at worst, you can just bleed some blood."

Dahei fell silent for a while, why are these evil spirits afraid of the blood of black dogs?

Ning Qingming really didn't want to laugh, but seeing Dahei's face as black as charcoal, he almost couldn't hold back.

While the few people were talking, a nail had already been opened in the black coffin over there. Dahei stopped being scared when he heard that the zombies were afraid of the blood of the black dog. He walked to the black coffin and helped to open the coffin.

The nail that was pulled out was about three feet long, and the whole body was pitch black. Upon closer inspection, there were simple and mysterious patterns on it.

The archaeological team didn't even spare the parts of the coffin, and quickly put the long nail aside, and then opened the second one.

But this black coffin is really evil, compared to the first one which was easier to pull out, this second one took three times as long to pull out as the previous one.

And then, every time one was pulled out, everyone felt that the weight was getting heavier and heavier, until the eighth time, when the pulled out black nail was placed on the ground, a burst of dust was thrown on the ground.

For a moment, everyone looked at the last black nail and hesitated whether they should continue to pull it out...

I always feel that if this last one is pulled out, something bad will happen.

Ning Qingming calmly slapped a wave of spiritual power on the black coffin, and the corpse who had opened his eyes in the coffin closed his eyes again, and put down his raised hand.

After using this spiritual power to make sure everything was safe, Ning Qingming said to Xiaohu, "Stay here and watch, I'll go out and make a phone call."

Ning Qingming dialed Yu Buran's phone number. When Yu Buran heard that zombies were about to appear, he formed a team to find Ning Qingming without saying a word. Ning Qingming told him the detailed address and asked about the recent The situation of the Demon League.

While Ning Qingming was on the phone, a black cat jumped down from the corner and walked into the room nimbly. Ning Qingming glanced at the cat, but didn't pay attention.

At this time, Dahei in the house was pulling out the last black nail, and with his strength, the last nail was successfully pulled out.

Several members of the archaeological team removed the lid of the coffin, revealing the corpse inside.

The black cat meowed, and suddenly ran from the door to the corpse, and meowed lightly at the head of the corpse.

A stream of air was slowly absorbed by the corpse at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

When everyone saw the black cat jumping on the corpse, they hurriedly chased it away. The black cat just passed by, and jumped away automatically after being chased away.

When everyone was busy chasing the cat, the corpse in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, he straightened up and jumped out of the coffin, his eyes were not black like normal people, but dark red like blood.

"...!"

Everyone looked at the corpse in shock.

Ning Qingming who came back from the phone call: I went out and made a phone call, why did I turn into a dead body when I came back?