What is wrong with raising snakes?

The tomb was accidentally discovered by a pair of poor brothers. There was an old mother waiting to be saved in their family, but they were so poor that they couldn't even afford medicine.The two brothers thought about going to that evil mountain to search for it according to the doctor's prescription, and they also had a small plan to catch some small spirits and sell them, so as to solve their livelihood problems in the second half of the year.

Three days ago, there was a heavy rain in the cypress forest, and the smell of vegetation and mud was everywhere. The two brothers just carried bamboo baskets on their backs and held a sickle in one hand, looking for herbs and strange things to use.

A gray-white pointed stone protruded from the sticky mud. It attracted the two brothers. One of them pointed at it and stepped into the mud pond to get close to it, calling his little brother to go over.

His younger brother was wearing a gray robe with two patches on it, and the bottom was covered with mud.He leaned over curiously and asked his elder brother, "What is it?"

The eldest brother used the sickle to push the weeds away bit by bit. The wet weeds shook the water droplets on his shoes with his movements, and slowly soaked them.

The stone gradually revealed its true colors—a stele.

There is no name on it, only two words: Tombstone.

The two brothers were frightened and sweated coldly, but curiosity drove their feet forward, shaking as they walked.It wasn't until they saw a skeleton covered in white bones that they didn't move forward. They turned their heads and ran away, rolling and crawling, screaming and rushing out of this evil mountain.

The two returned home in shock, their pale faces and trembling hands were immediately recognized by the family members, but the two brothers insisted on suppressing the matter.

The eldest brother is a ruthless person, tossing and turning in bed at night, unable to fall asleep, he thought about the tomb, thinking why must someone be buried in this evil mountain?

So he dragged the younger brother who was still sleeping, carried the shovel, and came to the entrance of the cypress forest.

"This can't be done, can't be done!"

The two brothers were still wearing their morning clothes, and the younger brother walked up and down the entrance frowning, muttering words of denial to the older brother.

Seeing him pacing back and forth, his elder brother felt even more urgent, clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, and said loudly: "Okay! Don't turn around, it makes me dizzy!"

The younger brother stomped his feet and said, "This is digging someone's grave! What if he turned into a ghost and came looking for us?"

"Don't listen to the nonsense those people in the village are talking about. They're ghosts...I'm a monster! You've lived here for so many years, have you ever seen a monster? Huh? Not even a fart!"

The little brother bit his lower lip, hesitating like he really fell into memory, seeing his hesitation, his elder brother let out an "ah" with hatred, and plunged into the cypress forest.

The little brother screamed in fright, and after screaming for a while, he realized that it was in the middle of the night, so he quickly covered his mouth, and shouted under his voice: "Wait for me—wait for me!"

The eldest brother heard the cry behind him, and turned his head to respond to him: "Hurry up! Don't give me too much trouble!"

The cypress forest is lush and deep, with lush branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun, even in the daytime, it looks gloomy. Needless to say, it is midnight, and there is a weird atmosphere everywhere.

The younger brother followed closely behind his elder brother, hunched over and poked around.

After walking for a long time, the eldest brother felt that something was wrong and said, "Hey, this is not right. We have walked this road once, why haven't we arrived yet?"

The cypress forest in the middle of the night was unusually quiet, and it seemed even quieter when he suddenly spoke a word.The two pairs of feet stepped on the leaves, making a crisp and crunching sound. From time to time, there was a gust of cool wind in the woods, and a cloudy air spread from the soles of the feet, which made the two of them tremble in unison.

"Brother, big brother...how about...let's forget it...ah?" The younger brother said tremblingly, one hand stretched behind the man in black, wanting to grab his lapel but didn't dare.

As soon as the words fell, the elder brother stopped and slowly stood up straight, but he didn't turn around directly.The younger brother behind him thought he had seen something when he saw it, and stepped forward to lean next to his head.

"Brother... what's wrong? What did you see?"

The eldest brother did not speak, and slowly raised his left hand to point in one direction.The younger brother looked in that direction, but there was so much fog that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Brother, there's nothing there."

"No? How could there be no..."

With just one sentence, the younger brother instantly stiffened and his scalp went numb.

The voice was hoarse and harsh, not his elder brother's voice at all.

"There is obviously a tombstone there, why can't you see it? Didn't you just come here this morning?"

The younger brother was so frightened that he remained motionless, like a statue, quietly waiting for the "big brother" to make the next move.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly burst out from the forest, rushing towards the two of them.The younger brother suddenly felt colder.

"boom……"

Before the huge wind blew, the elder brother seemed to have been sucked out of his strength, and suddenly collapsed on his younger brother. The younger brother pushed his elder brother out almost reflexively.Then he crouched on the spot with his head in his arms, closed his eyes and curled himself up, weeping in fear, and kept saying, "Don't come here...don't come here...it's not my fault, it's not me..."

His eldest brother was pushed violently by him, fell to the ground, and suddenly regained consciousness.He wiped his face and covered his hands with mud, and vaguely heard his brother sobbing so that he couldn't even speak, and got up angrily.

"Get up for me!" He grabbed his younger brother and glared at him angrily, "You useless thing!"

The little brother looked at his elder brother tremblingly, seeing that he had returned to his original state, he hugged him excitedly, jumped up and down and said, "That's great, brother! You're fine, you're fine!"

The elder brother pulled the man away in disgust and asked him, "Of course I'm fine...why are you crying?"

"I...I..." When the little brother remembered the scene just now, his face turned paler, and he said with unsteady breath, "Brother...you don't remember? You just...was possessed by a ghost!"

The elder brother let out a "hey" and said with a sneer, "Fart! If you were really upper body, would you still be alive?"

After saying that, he turned his head and showed a strange smile in one direction. His white teeth looked terrifying under the faint moonlight, and he strode forward.

The younger brother looked in the direction his elder brother was walking, and found that the place that was originally shrouded in fog became extremely clear now, and the tombstone that the two of them could not find at all appeared.

Feeling cold, he quickly grabbed his elder brother and said, "Brother, elder brother...how about we come back tomorrow during the day, tonight...it's really scary..."

"If you are afraid, go back to me, don't get in the way here!" The elder brother shook him off impatiently, and walked towards the tombstone on his own.

The little brother looked at him, then turned back to look at the dark cypress forest. After weighing it up, he hurriedly followed and said, "Brother, I'll follow you."

"Hmph, what a coward."

The two brothers had already seen the owner of the tombstone during the day, and ran away without seeing it clearly. Now that they looked carefully, they felt even more terrifying. The neck was buried in a twisted shape, and it must be uncomfortable when they died.

The eldest brother suddenly knelt down to the owner of the tomb, put his hands together, and said reverently: "Master Ghost, please do me a favor. My mother is seriously ill and has no money to treat her. I borrowed something from you. If I have the money someday, I will return it to you." !"

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed to the skeleton. When he stood up, he caught a glimpse of his younger brother who was still standing there motionless, and grabbed him to make him kneel down too.

The two brothers kowtowed in front of the grave and began to dig up the soil.

While digging, the little brother kept thinking about the incident where the elder brother was caught by a ghost just now. He was puzzled, wondering where the ghost was?

The sound of the shovel hitting the soil echoed among the cypress forests, and the wind passed through the mountain and came from all directions.

The elder brother only felt his back was bone-chillingly cold, and after a chill, he gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed of his men.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly struck, causing the surrounding cypress trees to rustle, and the wind blew up and down in a disorderly manner.

The elder brother was so focused on hunting for treasure that he didn't notice the strangeness of the wind at all.His little brother was sensitive, he stopped his movements suddenly, a drop of cold sweat ran across his temples, his eyes were fixed on the mist behind the tombstone, he always felt that there seemed to be something staring at him.

He swallowed his saliva, and the palm of his hand holding the shovel was cold.

"what are you doing!"

The elder brother roared, the younger brother trembled in fright, pried the shovel a few times, and muttered softly: "Master Ghost, please let us go..."

As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter came from nowhere.

"Hehehe..."

This time, the eldest brother finally heard it.

"Little, little brother... did you hear anything?"

The younger brother grabbed his elder brother's arm violently, held it together with the shovel on his chest, swallowed again, and said, "I heard... I heard 'him' laugh..."

"Let you go...then who will let me go..."

The eldest brother's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately turned his head to stare at the younger brother, and said like crazy: "Hurry up and pick up valuable things, we can't come here for nothing!"

After all, he threw away the shovel and knelt on the ground to dig the dirt with both hands. When he saw a string of jade beads, he stuffed them into his bosom together with the mud.

The younger brother stood aside and watched the elder brother's bewitched appearance, but he also knelt down as if he was infected.

"Take it...take it...but remember to pay me back...give me back..."

The two brothers couldn't hear it, and with their arms full of funeral objects, they ran to the entrance of the cypress forest without even two shovels.

Hearing this, Yan Fenglang tapped his knuckles on the table twice, looked sideways at Xuan Qingci, and pursed his lips thinking about something.

Song Qingying also stopped at this point, picked up the teacup at hand and was about to take a sip, only to realize that he had already drunk the tea, he put down the teacup embarrassingly, and moistened his throat with saliva.

"How did the patriarch know about this?" Yan Fenglang asked.

"Those two are the ones who brought the disease..." Song Qingying said with a long sigh, shaking her head.

Xuan Qingci frowned slightly, and asked: "How do you say that?"

Song Qingying glanced at him, and replied: "The two of his brothers have been running a high fever since they came home, and they kept yelling things like 'Damn it, the upper body of the ghost' and so on, and then they became itchy all over their bodies, with pus and blood coming out of scratching. DC!"

Listening to the description, Xuan Qingci couldn't help but tremble all over, as if his body also started to itch.

"The doctor in the village couldn't do anything, and later his family members contracted this strange disease because of daily contact..." Song Qingying said at this time, her eyes were quite red, "I went to visit one day, and my elder brother suddenly woke up. The cause and effect of the tomb was told to me... but who knows... as soon as this was finished, the two of them passed away one after another..."

Yan Fenglang frowned slightly after hearing this, and asked, "The two of them originally wanted to rely on the belongings in the tomb to treat their family members, so what about their sick family member?"

"How can they survive! Once the two of them die, the old mother will follow!" Song Qingying cried out loudly while she was talking, with both hands on her knees, tightly tugging on her pants.

Xuan Qingci stared at him, a trace of doubt flashed across his face.Yan Fenglang beside him glanced down at Song Qingying's movements, but didn't speak.

Song Qingying realized that she was agitated, and tried to take a deep breath to suppress her grief and anger, but Xuan Qingci interrupted what she wanted to say.

"In other words, that red ghost was released from then on."

Song Qingying nodded.

Xuan Qingci continued: "Since that red ghost is harmful, why do you still protect him?"

Song Qingying paused, and turned away in a panic.

Yan Fenglang seemed to understand something, glanced at Xuan Qingci to signal him not to ask any more questions, and turned to Song Qingying, "Patriarch, it's getting late, we'll discuss this matter tomorrow."

Song Qingying raised her head, looked at Yan Fenglang very gratefully, and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "I wonder if the two of you have a place to live? If not, please condescend to live in the humble house."

"It's work."

Xuan Qingci didn't understand why Yan Fenglang stopped him, but seeing the smug expression on Yan Fenglang's face, he chose to believe it.