The root cause

I had a very strange dream. In the dream, I turned into a puppet, with my limbs pulled by ropes. A huge shadow shrouded behind me, constantly pulling on the ropes and controlling my actions.

Who is that shadow?

I have turned back countless times, but every time I look back, my head is pulled back by the rope. When I accidentally glance, it looks like a skeleton in ragged clothes.

Later, an angry roar sounded in the silent darkness - A gentleman will never be a slave!

That roar was like the sound of war drums on the battlefield, igniting not only my blood, but also my soul. Then, I struggled wildly, tore off the ropes around me, and rushed out with all my strength, even though there might still be a dead end ahead.

One piece, but I felt relaxed all over. I wanted to open my arms and embrace the world in front of me. I felt an indescribable feeling of happiness, as if a moment of freedom was enough to last a lifetime. However, just when I thought I was about to break free, something unknown happened behind me.

At some point another rope appeared and pulled me back hard.

Vaguely, I heard the sinister laughter coming from the skeleton...

Then……

I woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a cramped and dark ward, filled with a strong smell of medicine, mixed with some unpleasant body odor and the faint smell of smoke.

Obviously, this is a very small clinic. The long and narrow ward is only ten square meters at most, but there are four or five beds crammed into it. The sheets are yellow and there are holes from cigarette butts. I don’t know how long it has been since I cleaned my head.

When I tilted it, I could smell a strong foot odor on the sheets. I don't know which owner who was so evil as to smoke had slept with his feet here, and the stench lingered for a long time.

My hospital bed is at the door. Through the open door, I can see a few women sitting on the benches outside, wearing hanging bottles. They are wrapped in headscarves and have two touches of plateau red on their faces. They look like

At most, it was just a cold that was causing the limelight, but each one of them seemed to be suffering from something serious. Sometimes they called out "Ouch", and sometimes they moaned "Uh-huh". Those who didn't know thought they were going to die soon...

I am all too familiar with this sour and refreshing attitude.

Needless to say, this is definitely the case in my hometown. The female comrades in my hometown behave like this when they are sick. It is probably because of their dialect. It seems that only by moaning and groaning will others know that they are in pain. I remember when I was a child.

When influenza is prevalent in the winter, this weird tone can be heard standing outside the doors of various clinics.

After a brief period of sluggishness, I gradually came to my senses.

Circles and circles of gauze bandages almost wrapped me into a big rice dumpling. Even my neck was doomed. Apart from shaking my head from side to side, it was basically impossible to lift it up.

Although this kind of restraint is uncomfortable, fortunately, there are no missing arms or legs.

I am very satisfied with this. Being able to survive under the hands of a veterinarian is a miracle. I cannot be too harsh. Of course, I cannot fault the doctor who seems to be an acquaintance. It is not that I am stubborn, but that I feel that I

The first reason I can survive is thanks to King Gu, and the second reason is that my life should not be taken away. Let him use the knife on me. It is not an operation at all, but a touch-up to harvest the remaining blood.

Maybe it was because I had been lying on the hospital bed for so long that I was completely numb and could barely feel my body. I struggled hard with my hands on the bed and prepared to sit up.

"you're awake?!"

A haggard face suddenly appeared. It was Zhang Xinya. I had not noticed anyone sleeping next to her before. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hair was messy. Because she had not washed for a long time, her originally fair face looked dull.

It was light, but when he saw me waking up, he still had a smile on his face.

Seeing her like this, I don't know how long she has been here with me. I was quite moved and softly thanked her.

"We are friends in times of need, so why should we thank you? Besides, it was my uncle who hurt you."

Zhang Xinya sighed and hurriedly helped me sit up. Only then did I notice that the rag from the Anonymous shirt was still wrapped around my arm, bright red and dazzling.

My thoughts couldn't help but wander back to the tomb full of dangers. I was silent for a moment and asked, "How is Master now?"

"It's not a serious problem, but it has damaged the fundamentals. It may take a long time to recover."

Zhang Xinya said: "However, he said that his injuries could not be treated by the hospital and refused to seek medical treatment. There was no other way. Lao Bai and Brother Yao Zi had no choice but to take him to a temporary rented house in the county town and let him rest there while waiting for you.

recover."

She was always silently observing the changes in my expression, as if she was worried that I would bear grudge against Master, so she spoke very cautiously.

I told her that I had already roughly guessed something, and that I wouldn’t have any grudges against Master. Without him, I would probably be dead now, so how could I have any hatred?

Zhang Xinya felt relieved and shook her head: "I went to see my old uncle once. His condition was very bad, but not as serious as yours. He also told me some things. In fact, the sword he struck was not yours at all."

Life, but your destiny!"

Zhang Xinya told me what she knew intermittently.

Ever since the encounter with Lord Water, my master felt that this matter was too strange and that the nameless person's thoughts were too difficult to fathom. If he rashly met him, I'm afraid nothing good would happen.

So, after I left with Yin Nu, he called Lao Bai to go to a place where no one would disturb him, and used a trick to invite the ancestors of Qingwei Dao to come out, borrow the power of the ancestors, and directly seal the

It was inside his own arms. However, the force was too great for him to bear, causing heavy damage to his body. Moreover, it had to be operated by a powerful enough being to completely seal it, otherwise it would be easily leaked.

Some clues gave Wumingshi a clue, so he directly invited the Gu King to complete the matter.

After that, my master kept making deductions, and he almost died when he touched the secrets several times.

At that time, we walked through the four tombs of earth, fire, water, and wind, and had almost a glimpse of the tombs. We had a rough idea of ​​what was buried there. Therefore, what my master calculated was no longer my fate, but this one.

The cause and effect of the tomb!

The last heavenly official acted too extreme. He was originally an outsider, but because of his righteous indignation, he blended into the secular world. He buried too many people alive. His methods were cruel and cruel. With Qian Tianhe, this karma will eventually be repaid to future generations.

The thousand-year tragedy of the ritual officials family has a lot to do with that tomb.

According to my master's calculation, the cause and effect of that tomb will last for eighty generations in our Wei family before it can be undone!

In other words, eighty generations of people will have to pay a heavy price for the actions of the last heavenly official. They will suffer from ghosts, diseases, poverty and poverty all their lives, and in the end they will not have a good death!

My master has been to our family's ancestral temple. He has an amazing memory and a photographic memory. He even memorized our family's genealogy, starting from the last Tianguan to my father's generation, which happens to be the eightyth generation!!

And I happen to be the 81st generation descendant!!

After arriving at my place, the tragedy will no longer continue, and things will turn around for Li Guan.

My master can predict these things. The last heavenly official has amazing methods and knows the tomb better than my master. How could he not know what evil he has done? He may have predicted me a thousand years ago and what I will be a thousand years from now!

"My uncle thinks that your ancestor betrayed you about a thousand years ago and made a deal with someone, and the transaction partner was Anonymous!"

Zhang Xinya said: "Although I have never met the last heavenly official, I can tell from his behavior that he is a person who hates evil. The Nameless One was a heroic woman during his lifetime, and judging from his words and deeds after his death, he is by no means a poisoner of the world."

Character, the last heavenly official really has no reason to persecute her!"

I nodded, fully convinced of this.

This is also the biggest contradiction.

The last heavenly official set up a funeral for the unknown person and showed the highest respect, but then suppressed him under the four tombs of earth, fire, water and wind. It was clear that he wanted to make people's souls fly away, and his behavior was weird and unreasonable at all.

"My old uncle thought about it and only got one answer..."

Zhang Xinya said word by word: "Anonymous may have been taken advantage of. She was not the real target of the last Heavenly Official. She was completely a victim. Therefore, the Last Heavenly Official should feel deeply guilty about her. He also died in that tomb in the end."

, it is not difficult to imagine that if two extremely powerful characters meet in a tomb, there will inevitably be a meeting and conversation...

In order to make up for the nameless person, the last heavenly official must have made a promise to him...

It’s a pity that at that time, he acted in the opposite direction and was already at the end of his rope. The fortunes of eighty generations of future generations were completely overdrawn by him. What else could he promise?”

At this point, Zhang Xinya almost poked my nose with her big finger: "It can only be you, the eighty-first generation descendant! Because after you are here, the fortune of the courtesy officer family will gradually improve, and there will be hope. You

You are his only bargaining chip, he can only use you as a trading item to appease the anger of the Nameless Doe!

Your life no longer belongs to you more than 1,500 years ago!"
Chapter completed!