‘My name is Duan Muyang, I am 17 years old this year. After graduating from high school last year, I was not admitted to college because of my poor grades, so I did not go to college again.

However, I met a mysterious man at my high school graduation ceremony. His name was Xiao Fengchuo. He claimed to be the leader of the Thousand Sects in the Outer Eight Lines and wanted to recruit me as the general of the Thousand Sects.

Of course, I was reluctant at first, but in the end I joined. Ask me why I joined? I can only say that the 10,000 yuan remuneration given by Xiao Fengchuo and the psychological curiosity are half and half.

Not long after joining Qianmen, I faced my first competition with other members of the Seven Lines. The mission was to snatch the Thousand Feather Fan. Although the opponent was stealing the door, we still succeeded.

And I also got to know a robber named Xiaochen. He was a big guy, but he was a really nice guy. He saved my life.

...

Something happened to the eldest sister, and she actually jumped into the river. This was something the family never expected.

My father and I went to find the mysterious corpse collector named Murong Zhen on the edge of the Yellow River. By chance, I became a disciple of Murong Zhen.

...

This is the second year I got to know Xiaochen. He found me a few days ago and wanted to ask me to help him hunt for treasure in the tomb. I agreed to him.

We set out that night, and after going through a series of thrilling tomb traps, we finally found the treasure Xiaochen was looking for - the sudden stone.

Of course, I also suffered a lot of injuries from this action and was even disfigured, which is ironic.

If you want to ask me what I gained from going to the tomb this time, it is not nothing. But I hope it is nothing. I was actually entangled by the living corpses in the tomb!'

"Xiaoyang, Xiaochen has eaten."

When I heard my mother calling me to eat, I hurriedly made the last note in my diary. Today is the second day after I woke up after going to the tomb. Although Murong Zhen asked me to go find him when I woke up, I still went back

Home is coming.

My face was covered with bandages. When my parents asked me what was wrong, I told them that I had a fight, but they didn't ask any questions.

I glanced at Xiaochen who was sleeping next to my bed, then walked over, kicked him and said, "Xiaochen, my mother asked us to go to dinner."

"Have a meal?"

Xiaochen hadn't woken up yet, but Lingdang, who had been sleeping on the bed, turned over like a carp and said with stars in his eyes.

Bell is the trickster, he said it was his previous name.

Even though he is a bit chubby, he is actually quite skilled. He is also a meat eater. Every time I see his ghastly sharp teeth, I feel scared.

Originally, I didn't want to bring him back, but Yuxun, who was overflowing with maternal instincts, wouldn't let me throw him away.

I could only bring Guizi back under the pretense of "Guizi is Xiaochen's nephew", even though the little guy Guizi kept calling me daddy.

"Stop, stop," I made a stop gesture towards the trickster bell, "I'll take you out to eat later."

"Daddy," Lingdang suddenly jumped into my arms, "Lingdang hasn't come out to play for a long time. This time, my mother asked dad to play with me for three years. I'm so happy!"

I frowned and pulled the bell out of my arms, "Don't yell about daddy or mother." My face darkened: "I've told you so many times, I'm still a bachelor.

Where did the wife come from?"

Lingdang looked at me with an unhappy face and said, "Mother is in Uncle Han's room. You guys even met, but mother didn't let me recognize you at that time."

When I heard this, I quickly covered his mouth. Just a few words from him brought back all the experiences we had in Han Xin's tomb.

"If you keep talking to me like this, I will throw you out!" I said, looking at the bell with a black line on my face.

He was obviously frightened by my expression. Although he wanted to refute something, he did not speak.

"Well, Brother Yang, that's enough. Don't bully the children." Xiao Chen rubbed his eyes half asleep and stood up from the bed and said.

I rolled my eyes at him and said, "I'm going to eat."

"Oh," Xiaochen responded lazily.

The layout of my house is similar to that of the old courtyard house. It is a small bungalow that is rare in this modern city with tall buildings. My parents live in one room, and my eldest and second sister live in one room each.

Pulling the edge of the hat on my head, I walked into the dining room at home. "Dad, what are you having for lunch today?" I tried to sound cheerful.

Dad glanced at me, his expression was not very good, he said: "Mr. Murong,"

There was some sweat on my forehead, "What's wrong with Murong Zhen?" I thought, maybe Murong Zhen told my father, and we agreed to keep it a secret.

Looking at Xiaochen again, he actually looked indifferent, staring at the food on the dinner table and drooling.

Dad sighed and waved his hand for us to sit down. Xiaochen and I sat down at the dining table obediently, wanting to hear what Dad had to say.

"What's going on? Dad," I said, pretending to be relaxed, adding a chopstick of green vegetables to my mouth.

My father, who doesn't usually drink much, actually took out a bottle of liquor from under the table, opened it with a bottle opener, and then poured some into the small cups in front of me and Xiaochen.

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass at hand, his father spoke: "Xiaoyang, Mr. Murong has found Xiner's body and asked me to pick it up in the afternoon."

As soon as he finished speaking, my movement of picking up the food stalled, and Xiaochen turned his head involuntarily to look at me. Veins appeared on the back of my hand holding the wine glass, and they seemed to reveal my inner feelings at the moment.

The Xin'er my dad talks about is my eldest sister, Duanmu Xin.

I nodded and said in an indifferent tone: "I'll pick it up in the afternoon."

"Xiaoyang," my father looked at me worriedly, "your sister, ugh."

I smiled bitterly and said without raising my head, "Let's eat."

Dad said nothing more, and mom walked out of the kitchen silently, and the meal was spent in silence among the few of us.

By the time Xiaochen took Lingdang and I, who were in a daze, to Murong Zhen's shabby courtyard, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Brother Yang," Xiaochen waved his hand in front of my eyes and said.

I turned my head and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Chen's face darkened, and he said: "Brother Yang, you have to express your condolences."

I smiled and said nothing, then took Ling Ding's hand and walked into Murong Zhen's small room.

Murong Zhen, who was drinking tea in the room, had a look of joy on his face when he saw me. But when he saw the bell, his face darkened. He pointed to the bench in the room and said, "Where are you sitting?

Why didn't you come to me after that?" he asked.

I waved my hand to indicate no need. I moved my lips, but in the end I didn’t say anything.

Murong Zhen shook his head lightly and continued: "You are here for your sister's body, right? Then come with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Zhen stood up from the bed, put the tea cup in his hand on the table, missed me and walked out.

I immediately turned around and followed him. When I left the house, I saw Xiaochen squatting in the yard, playing with the little black dog out of boredom.

"Xiaochen, let's go out for a while. Look at the bell for a while." I said while pointing to Murong Zhen who was walking in front.

Xiaochen made an OK gesture towards me, did not look at Murong Zhen, and continued to tease his dog. Lingdang also obediently let go of my fingers and walked towards Xiaochen.

After saying hello to Xiaochen, I quickly followed Murong Zhen's footsteps. We both pursed our lips in silence. At this moment, I really didn't know what to say to ease the awkward atmosphere.

We walked into the woods next to his house. Murong Zhen led me for about ten minutes. In the distance, I saw a lime house standing deep in the woods.

When I could see the lime room, Murong Zhen's pace became much faster, and I was almost jogging to follow him.

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Murong Zhen pushed open the door of the lime room, and a layer of gray dust fell from the door frame, scattering all over us.

The first step after entering the door, Murong Zhen reached out and pressed the light switch on the wall beside the door.

With the tingling sound of electricity, the lime room without a ventilation window lit up.

It also allowed me to see the whole picture inside. The interior of the lime room is similar to the layout of an ancient righteous hall. On the wall directly opposite the door is a portrait of an unknown immortal. In front of the portrait is a picture.

There is a long table with scented fruits.

Murong Zhen walked directly to the front of the altar table, picked up the incense on the table and bowed to the portrait. I followed him, and I looked up at the immortal white-haired old man in the portrait, and I also imitated Murong Zhen.

With a look of shock, he picked up the incense from the table and started to worship.

One is to worship heaven, the other is to worship the earth, and the third is to worship the ancestors.

After three obeisances, Murong Zhen, who had never spoken a word, pointed to a large black coffin near the door and said to me: "Your sister's body is there. After the collapse of Han Xin's tomb, the body floated up on its own because there was no restraint.

It also saved me a lot of effort, I originally wanted to go down to the river to fish for it again."
Chapter completed!