I was attacked by the evil general

There were hundreds of stone steps up the mountain, his clothes were stained with blood, his leg bones were broken, and his eyes were reddened by resentment.What did he do wrong?Why is the world so unfair to him.

The doctor is ruthless, the lawyer is deceiving, the corrupt officials are stupid, and the villagers are insulting, all of these are attributed to the word money.How ridiculous, whether money is the root of all evil, or all evil is the person who uses money.

His forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and when his body was weak, he grabbed the ground with his ten fingers until his nails cracked, his fingertips were stained with blood, and he screamed mercilessly in his body full of resentment mixed with pain.

The mountains and forests are lush with branches and leaves, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.The world is full of joy and laughter, singing and dancing.And who would care, an unintentional act, cruel and greedy, pushing a young man to the end of his life.

The pain in his ten fingers was unbearable, so he switched to an arm. When he returned to the cemetery, he was already covered in blood and exhausted.There was no one in the dark room. On the table was a bowl of cold porridge, two pairs of chopsticks, and an empty bowl that fell to the ground and broke.

"Mom?" He called, but no one answered him.

The palm of his hand groped to the side of the bed where his mother usually sat, and there were half-made clothes and pants on it.A silver needle that has not been removed is stuck in the trouser leg. The cotton thread is connected to the fabric, and the needle is slightly bent.

Those were new clothes his mother made for him.

"mother?"

The cemetery is silent, surrounded by white mist, and the occasional breeze blows through, causing a treetop to rustle.

He paused for a moment, his pupils shrank sharply, and a bad thought expanded infinitely in his heart.

"mother--"

He shouted loudly, startling a crowd of birds.The ghost beside him followed like a shadow, as if wanting to probe him, but there was nothing he could do.

He climbed and moved out of the cemetery, his chest heaving violently, and soon he heard the noisy bumping sound of the stream.

Liu Shenchuang grabbed Bai Rong's wrist and pressed his knees against Bai Rong's back to keep her immobile.Li Dan's father grabbed Bai Rong's hair and pressed his face into the stream.

Standing beside him were two women watching the opera, one was Wang Shunzhi's mother and the other was Li Dan's mother.

The dying man was so powerful that he almost exerted all his strength, and the Liu God stick restrained him so much that he was sweating profusely and panting.He said with a ferocious face: "Are you really going to kill? Will it be too extreme if we do this?"

The Queen Mother snorted coldly, and it was even more chilling than that ghostly ghost: "It's all up to now, why do you want to ask if you want it, if you don't do it now, we will be the ones who will die in the future!"

Liu Shengun was still a little apprehensive, but he didn't relax his hands: "But that expert didn't say he wanted to kill other people, are you sure it's all right?"

Father Li said with a smile: "It's come to this point, what's the difference between killing and not killing? It's all the same in the end, it's better to get rid of it together."

As he spoke, he pinched the back of Bai Rong's neck vigorously, leaving no room for him to raise his head to breathe.

"mother--"

With a roar, the perpetrators trembled in fright, but soon they laughed again and resumed their previous ferocity.

Kong Xiangyu climbed into the creek like crazy, but he, blind and broken, is now like a dying doll on the edge of death.

He rolled and climbed into the stream, the sound of splashes and bumps gradually subsided, and finally became calm.

Seeing that Bai Rong was no longer struggling, Father Li breathed out and let go of his hands.

Liu Shengun backed away with a sad face.

The woman's fists were clenched tightly, and her face in the water was full of horror and compassion.

The Queen Mother looked at Lu Mingshan's figure covered in blood and said helplessly: "It's really a coincidence, but I came here at this time, and I originally wanted to let this kid live."

Kong Xiangyu's lips trembled unceasingly, the stream water soaked in the blood on his body, dyeing his whole body blood red.He crawled to Bai Rong's side like crazy, holding his mother's face with trembling hands.

The stream water slid mercilessly from Bai Rong's cheeks along his palm, turning from clear to blood red.

"……mother……"

He called out tremblingly, but unfortunately, his mother can no longer respond to him...

Unexpectedly, that sentence would only cause him trouble and become the last farewell between mother and child.

Father Li rubbed his wrists, frowned and said, "What should I say? How about we get rid of this kid?"

Liu Shengun looked up at the sky: "Let's change to another place, don't let the whole village know about it."

The Queen Mother pointed in the direction of the cemetery and said: "Didn't a thunder split the cemetery two days ago? I think it's better to put people in it. Anyway, the whole Lu family is there."

Father Li nodded: "Alright, master, help me carry this woman's body over there."

Kong Xiangyu's eyes were empty, his face was ashen, his legs were so painful that he lost consciousness.Father Li slapped him twice on the face, but he remained unmoved.

Looking at the thick fog, Liu Shengun quickly took out a few talisman papers from his jacket, and distributed one to each of the people present.Sure enough, behind the talisman paper, the white mist couldn't get close no matter how fierce it was.

Can't help wondering: "Don't say it, the talisman given by this expert really works."

After saying that, he picked up Kong Xiangyu, and a group of people hurried to the place where the cemetery was split.Who would have thought that as soon as they got there, they would see a person next to the crack, furtively turning over the shrubs covering the crack.

They were all shocked when they met, Liu Shengun exclaimed: "Mu Xianshi? You...why are you here?"

Master Mu Xun rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "I'll just take a look."

When he looked up, he saw the female corpse on Li's father's shoulder, and Lu Mingshan, who was covered in blood and breathing weakly. He suddenly panicked and shouted: "Killed! Did you kill?... Uh..."

The Queen Mother hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth: "Don't shout so loudly, or you will be called an accomplice!" Then she winked at the people behind her.

Mu Xianshi's face was pale, and he was dragged by force and stuffed into the grave.

It's just that when a few people entered the bottom of the tomb, their eyes suddenly lit up, and everyone's faces were full of sin and greed.Liu Shengun pinched his face, and said in disbelief: "This... unexpectedly has so much money..."

The bottom of the tomb is full of gold and jewels, and even the coffin where the corpse is placed is made of white jade.The jewels in the ear chambers on both sides are piled up overwhelmingly, all of which are priceless.

He threw Kong Xiangyu away, and grabbed a handful of jewels with excitement on his face, all the real materials under his palm.

The rest of the people were even worse, trembling with excitement, wishing to roll around in these treasures twice.

Father Li's voice was trembling with excitement: "I said that the Lu family would stick to the general's tomb even if they had no money. That's the reason. No wonder... no wonder..."

The Queen Mother smiled slyly, and said, "Hurry up, Master Liu, hurry up and paste the talisman, don't let the things in this tomb come out. The money is all ours!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a few handfuls of treasure and stuffed them into his skirt.

Liu Shengun nodded excitedly, and pasted the stack of talisman papers in his arms everywhere.With a swipe of the talisman, with an unpleasant smell of blood, it gradually repulsed the dense fog that had been circling around several people crazily.

Kong Xiangyu's face was pale, his lips and teeth trembled slightly.His mother's body was pushed and thrown to the side of the jade coffin.He turned around with difficulty, and climbed towards his mother's corpse with the help of the jade coffin.

His eyes were chaotic and bloodshot, and suddenly, the fingertips holding the jade coffin touched a large piece of engraved writing.His fingers were soaked in blood, and several bloodstains were drawn on the white jade coffin.

The fingertips paused, and the body was stiff and cold.

The large piece of handwriting was engraved with the genealogy and life story of the owner of the jade coffin, and a name was impressively engraved where his fingers paused.

Haunted by dreams, compassionate to others.

He had read the name for a long time and thought about it for a long time.Fingers stroked the name back and forth with blood stains.The tears couldn't hold back, his throat was sore and hoarse, he called out, "Weize..."

It turns out that it was you who kept it...

Ding--

There was a clear and clear bell sound from inside the jade coffin, mournful and mournful.

Father Li looked at the treasures all over the floor, and suddenly said: "Let's stop for a while, the money is naturally for those who see it, but it's too big to get it, and this place can't be known by more people, why don't you take some away first. Go buy some houses. Let's seal up this place and move the treasure when we have a place, what do you think?"

The rest of them naturally nodded in agreement.

Mu Xianshi looked at Kong Xiangyu who was beside the jade coffin, and said worriedly: "Isn't it good to do this...?"

Having said that, it is not equivalent to a useless nonsense to talk about whether it is good or not at this moment.

Father Li said fiercely: "It's okay if you don't agree, at worst, you will end up with that little bastard."

At the moment of the treasure, he has already lost his mind, so how can he have any time to talk to you about favors.

Mu Xianshi hurriedly hugged the treasure in his arms, and said with a dry smile: "Don't, I'll just say that, don't you want money if you have money!"

"You can't take..." A hoarse and weak voice broke the conversation of several people.Kong Xiangyu opened a pair of half-blind eyes, looked at the group of greedy evil spirits, and roared: "You can't take any of the money here!"

This is Wei Ze's stuff, it's Wei Ze's!

"Heh, what do you call it with your current appearance?" Father Li took out a dagger from his arms, and shook it back and forth a few times in his hand.

Mother Li worriedly held Father Li's hand and asked, "Are you really going to kill me?"

Father Li grabbed his wife's shoulders with wide eyes and said excitedly: "Money! Don't you want so much money?" He held his wife's face and forced her to look at the gold and silver on the ground: "Look Ah, with so much money, if we just grab a handful, we will all be able to live a good life in the future! Why do you plant waste land and look at other people's faces! Don't you want a high bed and warm pillow, glory and wealth!"

Li's mother was trembling all over, her eyes were moist, she looked at the treasures all over the floor and her heart trembled, she couldn't resist the temptation of money in the end, she withdrew her husband's hand tightly.

Father Li sneered, and walked forward slowly, his face was only ugly and ferocious.

Kong Xiangyu touched the wall of the jade coffin, bumped back, he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "You will have retribution, there will be retribution!"

Raising the knife in his hand, the dagger pierced mercilessly into his chest with a biting cold light.The tip of the knife was pierced with a chill, the white light sank into the red smoothness, and the blood on the chest rushed out turbulently.

He groaned, unable to speak in pain.

Warm blood splashed all over Li's father, with that ferocious and terrifying face, his expression was full of madness.He smiled and wiped the blood on his face, threw the dagger in his hand to the ground, then turned to the mob and said excitedly: "Okay, the problem is solved, we are going to get rich!"

"..."

There was a sound of finger bones scratching inside the jade coffin, piercing and screaming, just like the howling of the ghost.The lid of the coffin shook like crazy, and countless thick fogs came out from the cracks in the coffin.

Liu Shengun couldn't help but tremble all over, even though he had killed someone before, he couldn't help but feel terrified at this moment.He hurriedly took dozens of talisman papers and pasted them on the jade coffin.

It wasn't until the jade coffin was completely pasted up and the ghost in the coffin was sealed that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go quickly, the hostility of this thing seems to be getting heavier!"

Several people were shocked when they saw this, nodded quickly, then grabbed a few treasures and left as if they were fleeing.Before leaving the cemetery, Mu Xianshi looked back guiltily, struggling and tangled in his heart.But when he looked down at the treasure in his arms, he walked away cruelly.

The tomb was dark and silent, except for Kong Xiangyu's weak breathing.

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, and he asked him: "Do you hate? They killed your mother, killed your brother..."

Kong Xiangyu looked around blankly, the incision on his chest was hot and painful, and every breath he exhaled was trying to kill him.

"Do you hate it... If they do this, your family will not be at peace under the Nine Springs..."

"Didn't you say that they will have retribution? I will give you a chance..."

"Kill them..."

Kong Xiangyu's bloodshot eyes were gradually filled with black air, and blood and tears ran across the corners of his eyes. He slowly turned his head and looked at the black shadow who was talking to him.

He tremblingly said: "It's you...you let them do this..." That so-called expert, those bribes are all good things done by Sombra.

The figure of the black figure was distorted, and black air was emitting from all over his body. A white faceless mask was even more frightening than a ghost.

A gloomy laugh came from behind the mask: "I just gave them money and told them how to do it. It's up to me to do it or not. I didn't let them kill your family..." Wisps of black air climbed up On Kong Xiangyu's cheek, the black shadow clings to his back, and the white mask leans against his ear.

The voice was like a magic voice, luring him step by step.

"Do you want to know how your father died?"

Black air wrapped around his wrist, and a gloved hand placed a black dagger in his palm.

"Everyone came back, why did only your father die on the battlefield? Did he really die on the battlefield? Then why did Wang Bingtou come back with your father's bag of silver in his arms?"

Lu Mingshan's father died on the battlefield. The news was brought back by Wang Bingtou, who said that there were no bones left but an empty money bag.The name of the family was embroidered by his mother on the money bag, and on the embroidery thread, only a bunch of bloodstained fingerprints were left.

Heiying continued: "Where did the money go? There are no bones left, how can there be a money bag left?"

Kong Xiangyu trembled all over, clenched his fists tightly, full of resentment.

Father, mother, younger brother, and Uncle Feng, everyone who treated him well was pushed into hell one by one by these greedy and evil people.

"Do you want to kill them? Do you want them to die? Let me teach you..."

Soi Ying's words were persuasive, he held Kong Xiangyu's hand holding the black dagger, pointed the sharp blade at his left wrist, but did not continue.

Kong Xiangyu breathed out, his pupils shrank sharply, hatred filled his heart, and resentment blinded his eyes.Before Hei Ying could make a move, he swipe a stroke on his wrist spontaneously.

The blood was boiling and scorching hot, and it penetrated into the flesh with a strand of black air, and black blood vessels climbed upwards from the wrist.

He hates, he hates so much, these people deserve to die, all deserve to die!

Heiying sneered, and whispered in his ear: "Three souls and six souls are all destroyed, use your body as a weapon, you know what to do..."

His eyes were blurred, and the pain clung to his limbs and bones. He resented: "I want them all to die, let their ancestors die in sin for generations. Greedy for money, greedy for people's hearts, like my mother, all died in the river, all of them! They owe me what they owe me, life after life!"

"Hehe..." Hei Ying stroked the top of his head and praised him, "Good boy." Then he disappeared on the spot.

Ding--

It was this bell sound again, it was the Soul Requiem Bell from the coffin.The sound of the bell pierced through the jade coffin and brought him back to his senses.

The blackness in the eyes receded, and the eyes were devastated.

Kong Xiangyu lowered his head, the blood was sticky and turned black.I couldn't help laughing at myself for a while, what did he do...

He performed witchcraft, and used his three souls and six souls to perform a witchcraft that would never be restored.How ridiculous, it turned out that the culprit was actually him.Those souls who died in the river were actually because of him...

Black sticky blood slipped from his eye sockets, and he tremblingly picked up the black dagger engraved with runes again.It was inserted into his abdomen fiercely, and a more intense pain penetrated his body.

Those who harmed him had their own good fortune, but the descendants were innocently involved in the evil of their ancestors, how could he be so resentful and kill him.If not, what is the difference between him and those who do evil.

Maybe, maybe it can make up for it...

He said: "Use your body as a tool to set up a witch. Only those who have evil thoughts about the treasure in this tomb will be destroyed by the witchcraft. If you don't move, your family will be safe."

If in the future, he is no match for greedy people, and the resentment in the river is too heavy, he will turn that resentment into a dragon.Bao Hechuan, calm your grievances..."

The pain was piercing, and the black blood was like a living thing, clamoring to drill into his bone marrow.

He squeezed his lips tightly, climbed the wall of the jade coffin, and tore off the yellow talisman on the coffin lid.Physically and mentally exhausted, breathing weak, the coffin lid was slowly pushed open.

He staggered into the jade coffin, and hugged a dead bone, which was Wei Ze.The mist filled the entire inner coffin, wrapping around his scarred body.

He crawled on top of Wei Ze, black blood flowed down the white bones, and melted into the white bones viscously and compassionately.He rested his head on Wei Ze's chest, feeling the warmth without a heartbeat.

His fingers ran down Wei Ze's arm, toward the bone hand.However, the phalanx was abrupt, and the palm stopped, that bone hand was already tightly held by another bone claw.

A bloodshot jade fan was tightly held between the two hands.

It turned out that there was a white bone in the jade coffin.He shared the same coffin with Wei Ze, lay with Wei Ze on his neck, and was buried with Wei Ze for a hundred years.Come to think of it, he is the person Wei Ze misses.

who is it?Who is in the same coffin as Wei Ze?

He touched the jade fan, suddenly sneered, trembling slightly with the pain all over his body.

"Jade fan, jade fan, what are you going to tell me?"

"I don't understand...you tell me, why? Why is all this..."

He buried his head in Wei Ze's chest, and stretched out his bloody fingers to caress Wei Ze's cheek.That face that was once so magnificent, like the face of a banished fairy, is now just a bone of bones.

He choked up and said, "It hurts so much... Wei Ze, I hurt so much..."

"...I want to go home, I want to go home with you...you take me away..."

All the dumbbells around the cemetery echoed, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

The spell on the jade coffin rolled and blew all over the floor, and the white bones in the coffin carried a strong gloomy and hostile air, and the black blood mixed with the white bones slowly grew new flesh.

Dressed in white, with slightly curly black hair, she is evil and wild.With a hostility in the corner of his eyes, and lowered eyebrows, he looked at the young man lying on top of him.

He raised his pale arm, which was covered with thick meridians, and a bewitching red ghost mole suddenly appeared on his wrist.The slender five fingers caressed the boy's blood-stained cheek, but the boy's body was already cold, and he was silent...

White jade blood coffin, black blood born.Thousands of ghosts scream, and fierce ghosts succeed.

The author has something to say: Yu Ling: "Huh... finally finished writing this chapter, it's really hateful!"

Wei Ze: "..."

Kong Xiangyu: "..."

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PS: Wei Ze will be able to come out from the next chapter, it's not easy to hold back for so long!

In fact, I have reduced the number of words crazily~~ Hurry up, cover your head and face!