Chapter 86

"Not bad!" The old man replied: "I didn't cooperate with your grandfather very much in those days, and I also did a lot of earth shaking things, but your grandfather didn't know how to restrain, so he went to the next report early. I can live to this day. It's all up to this dilapidated house. Alas! But my life now is not like death... "

I suddenly think of one thing. There is an album among the relics my grandfather left me. Most of the albums are photos of my grandfather and a young man.

At that time, Grandpa was young and looked spirited. He was wearing clothes and what he wore. At that time, he was rich.

And the young man's dress is even more dignified than his grandfather's. Take a closer look at the old man. His facial features are somewhat similar to those of the young man.

That is to say, the old man in front of us is the young man of that year.

I can't believe it. Is the contrast too great?

The old man smiled: "how is it? Do you think I'm familiar with it? "

He can ask this sentence, basically did not run away, this wrinkled, dirty old man, is indeed the young man in the picture.

I looked at him strangely and didn't say a word for a long time.

"No fuss." The old man looked very open: "in fact, my property is enough to buy ten such small counties, but I have the life to earn the money. In this line of work, we need to have this awareness, and it's good to stop early. "

I swallowed hard and looked at the old man, "what did you come to me for, old master?"

"Simple." "Give you a chance," said the old man

"What chance?" I looked at him for no reason.

"My grandson is dead." The old man's mood finally fluctuated: "you have to help me get revenge."

"Revenge, your grandson." I was surprised: "one of the two dead people in the cemetery is your grandson?"

"That's right." The old man said, "the first person who died was my grandson. He was killed by that Yin thing alive..."

I still have some disbelief: "what's the joke? That guy is the second generation of the rich at first sight. With such a rich family, you will live in such a shabby house?"

The old man sneered: "young man, when what I said just now is farting? As I said, I have enough money to buy ten such counties. The reason why I live here is just to protect my life. "

I took a breath of cool air. It seems that the old man was not bragging just now.

But what is he afraid of hiding here?

I forced myself to hold back the excitement, calmed myself down and pondered over what the old man said.

"All right." The old man sighed heavily: "my grandson's death has something to do with me. But I can't do it now. Once I do it, I'll lose my life, so only you can help me! "

I asked again and again, and the old man finally told me the whole story.

It turns out that the rich second generation family, relying on the old man's property, has laid a foundation in several nearby cities, and is engaged in antique business.

The old man knew better than anyone that there was no good end to doing this business, so he didn't let his children touch the Yin business.

However, it may be due to the heredity of generations. The grandson of the old man is particularly interested in Yin, and even shows amazing talent in this aspect. He was obsessed with his grandfather's past and was determined to be a shady businessman.

The old man had no choice but to promise his grandson. And pointed out to him that there was a shadow in this county's disorderly cemetery.

The old man knew that this buried thing was very fierce, so he warned his grandson again and again that he should not take risks to dig it. He should learn enough skills from him first.

But now the young people, impetuous, plus in order to find excitement, they went straight to the grave.

As you can imagine, he provoked this Yin thing, so he was frozen to death.

That day, the old man also went to the scene and found the three of us by chance.

The old man knows me. After all, the Yin circle says that it's not big, it's not small. It's the same ancestor for generations.

It's not convenient for the old man to do it, so he wants us to do it. So I followed us to the small hotel and left his contact number.

I took a deep breath, and the bottom was in my heart: "but why do we have to deal with that thing and bury it directly? Don't you really want to avenge your grandson? I'm sorry, I can't revenge for my poor learning. "

The old man sneered and said, "are you ready to revenge? Even if it's ten of you, you can't get that golden quilt! I just want you to become the spirit attached to the quilt. Bad things have been done for a lifetime. Before I die, I also want to do some good things to accumulate virtue. I can't get the hell to put me in the oil pot. "

"Besides, you think that if you bury the golden quilt, nothing will happen? It's naive. Since the spirits on the quilts have come to life, they will definitely continue to harm people. The second dead is a good example. " The old man explained.I smacked my tongue and said I understood.

I asked the old man how much he knew about the quilt? The more you know, the easier it is to start.

The old man shook his head helplessly, saying that because he didn't face the quilt, he didn't know much about it. But judging from the symptoms of the dead, he thought that the quilt was probably left by the ancient prostitute woman.

Prostitute female.

Yeah, why didn't I think? I feel like I'm in a rush.

Who hates power so much? What person can feel even quilt can't block the ice inside? It's a prostitute, of course.

Especially in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasty, this situation is the most serious.

At that time, the government encouraged whoring and whoring. For those who were copied, their wives and daughters would all be sent to the brothel. In order to change food, the poor people would often sell their daughters to the brothel procuress.

Thus, it became a famous place in history: Qinhuai River.

Qinhuai River can be said to be full of brothels and boats. There are almost the most outstanding prostitutes - women in the country, and the most popular cave house for the powerful children. You can't imagine how much love and hatred happened in that place

Prostitutes - women, also with dignity, are forced by life to choose to sell their bodies.

But they are full of yearning for love and happiness.

How many men make a vow, but once they cheat their bodies, play enough and get tired of it, they go missing.

When their hearts were cut, those naive geisha could only look at a golden quilt that had been shaking with their lover, and wash their faces with tears

Then dry your tears and go to bed with the next man.

It can be said that their love and hate are all gathered on the quilt.

It's strange that such a quilt doesn't turn into a shade!

The old man looked at me a little surprised. "Young man, you don't love those prostitutes, do you?"

I was told the main thing by the old man, and I was a little embarrassed. I waved and said: "no, I haven't. Old master, you'd better talk about your plan! "