Ren Qiancang locked the door, walked over to me, hugged my waist, and led me towards the car.

"I never thought you would say such things, why don't you charge admission?"

"Master Bao taught me what to say."

I was so worried that I looked back and asked, "Will the fire reach others?"

"No. There are walls around the old house, and the nearest private house is more than 25 or 6 meters tall."

"But it's all burned..."

He turned around and kissed my temples, and said: "I set the fire in a measured way. Go home, you must be tired today."

My face was full of surprise, but he pushed me into the car. When he started the car, I asked: "You want to burn this place down, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"I told you in advance, can it still be burned? You will definitely object. This old house has so many years of history, and it has accumulated so much yin. If it is not burned, even if the coffins are taken out and cremated

, a lot of things will happen in the future. It’s better to burn them all with fire.”

Master Bao should also know about this, otherwise he wouldn't have taught Ren Qiancang what to say about tickets.

The two of us left, but many collectors did not leave. They were lamenting that a large antique belonging to the Ren family was burned down by fire. Moreover, the family members refused to put out the fire.

I was really tired that night. When I returned to the big yard, I almost fell asleep. The little kitten jumped on the bed and nudged me with its little head. Then I sat down again with a tired smile.

Got up and fed it something.

At this time, Yuan Xue called. Although Yuan Xue could talk to me, she was not someone who could chat on the phone and talk nonsense.

She said on the phone: "I really can't understand why Mr. Ren didn't put out the fire today? Such a precious legacy of the old house was burned down like this. Shangshang, several old gentlemen in our collection looked at the fire with tears.

Many people also said that Mr. Ren didn’t understand or cherish ancient artifacts, and I’m afraid it will have an impact on my future work in the collection.”

In fact, I've thought about this too. But thinking about it calmly, it's better to burn down the old house. There's no telling where it will become if it stays there. Ren Qiancang came back to clean up the Ren family. If he wants to do this, I

It was impossible to talk. I said: "Yuan Xue, please help me more with things in the library from now on. I know you are capable, and I guarantee that those crazy behaviors will end here."

When I said this, I looked up at my room, and I knew it was not over yet. The ghost house where the corpses were kept in the old house was burned down, and the big yard here was not sure what the end would be.

Ren Qiancang changed his clothes and walked out. I quickly said goodbye to Yuan Xue and hung up the phone. Ren Qiancang said, "What's the rush? I can hear you."

I sat on the bed and rolled my eyes at him, because of his perverted cat hearing. He said: "Even if the old people over there have objections to me, they will do their best to the library because they have been there all their lives.

They work there. I can’t fire them all at once. And most of them don’t understand what’s going on in the courtyard.”

I climbed on top of him, grabbed his hand, and bit it gently with my teeth: "Ren Qiancang, please don't let these hands be stained with blood anymore, okay?"

"Are you afraid of going to hell with me?"

"No, I'm afraid that if we get too much blood, we won't even have the chance to go to hell. By then, the two of us will disappear without a trace."

He laughed: "It doesn't matter, you haven't harmed anyone, you can live well in this world. If I disappear, and you can remember me, I am not without a trace."

Sure enough, when Ren Qiancang went to work the next day, he didn't go home until dinner time. He had too many things to deal with. Mr. Bao was handling the matters at the funeral home, and he also shared the burden for him.

Shao. His real headache is the collection. If it were before, he would definitely let it go and just do whatever he wants. But it’s different now. He cares about the collection and hopes that the business of the collection will be good. That will be our only choice in the future.

industry.

Ren Qiancang didn't come back, but Master Bao came over. The aunt in the kitchen had just put down the food, and opened her mouth to say a few words about the old man's funeral, but Master Bao had already come in. Master Bao's blustering temper, and his

Now, there is no room for others to speak.

As soon as he jumped in, he shouted: "I know you have delicious food here." After that, he started to eat unceremoniously with his bowl and chopsticks.

The aunt hadn't left yet, so she slapped his hand away and said: "Hey, these are for the husband and wife, just for two people. If you eat, what will happen if the husband comes back later and you are not full? You go to the kitchen to eat.

Go. Your food is indispensable."

Master Bao held the chopsticks and refused to let go: "I want to improve the food treatment. In the past, when Uncle Wu was here, you even sent him to the room, and you could let him order food by himself. When I became the supervisor, I would go to the kitchen to eat by myself.

A big pot of food? It’s not fair!”

"How old is Uncle Wu? You should be respected. Even if you become a supervisor, you still have to call me auntie. What kind of society is it now? Do you really want to boss us around?"

Auntie's mouth was also unforgiving. I quickly said: "Okay, Auntie. If he eats here, he can eat here. Anyway, Ren Qiancang hasn't come back at this time, so he must have eaten outside."

Mr. Bao started eating without being polite, and said in a low voice: "It would be a shame to dump it in the toilet later."

Auntie just went out. As soon as Auntie left, Mr. Bao looked outside to make sure no one would come in for the time being, and then handed me a few photos.

I noticed those photos, which should have been taken at the crematorium. They were coffins, and I don’t know what era they were from. I felt that one of them was particularly big compared to the other coffins.

Looking at the next few pictures, someone has peeled off the first layer of beautiful outer skin of the particularly large coffin, revealing the simple style inside.

Mr. Baobian said: "I found that the coffin was different from the others when I put it together. In addition, in the past, rich people would make coffins of various sizes and shapes. It was not called a coffin, but a coffin. The Ren family

Among the twelve coffins, there are two coffins. One is very thin and not interesting. This one is full of interesting things. See what the style of the second layer inside is like?"

The light was very good, and it was taken at an angle, so you could clearly see the incised carvings on the coffin. I uttered in surprise: "It's a sarcophagus!"

"Wrong! It's an imitation of a sarcophagus made of wood. I've noticed that that coffin is the oldest among the twelve ancestors. In other words, your ancestors started making this plan a long, long time ago.

It's just that the sarcophagus was only obtained more than fifty years ago. Only when we look at the real replica of the sarcophagus can we really see it clearly. Otherwise, based on the old man's picture, we wouldn't know next year.

How to use the key."

Looking at the imitation sarcophagus in the photo, I still asked: "How to use the key?" After all, I am the key, and I really want to know what my future destiny will be.

"It's hard to tell from the pictures, but you'll know it when you see the real thing. There are many inscribed charms on the coffin, but the inscribed inscriptions are also regular. Starting from the center of Tai Chi, the inscriptions become more and more intense.

It gets heavier and heavier until it ends here." Mr. Bao pointed to the coffin lid and the place where the coffin is closed in the photo."

There are both sides. I estimate that the blood drips from Tai Chi, flows along the inscriptions, bypasses the entire coffin body, and finally collects on the lock. This is equivalent to weaving a line of blood to cover the entire sarcophagus.

It is equivalent to locking the sarcophagus with a key. Using blood with heavy Yin Qi can prevent the Yang Qi inside from leaking out."

"I looked at the photo in my hand in surprise: "I don't quite understand."

"You don't need to understand. In the past few days, you should take good care of yourself and eat more blood-replenishing foods. I guess the sarcophagus is quite big. It may cause you to bleed a lot."

I nodded quickly, as long as I can help Ren Qiancang.

Mr. Bao then continued to eat with a smile. But my heart was so heavy that I couldn't eat anything.

Master Bao had a full meal and was waiting for Ren Qiancang before he came back, so he left first and asked me to tell Ren Qiancang about his shocking discovery.

When Ren Qiancang came back, it was already very late, and my aunt had already taken away the dishes. But I was still sitting on the sofa, touching the photos, and was in a daze. The coffin was bigger than ordinary coffins. It was just that.

Imitation. Then the real thing may be bigger than this. If bloodletting is really necessary, I may die inside as Mr. Bao said.

Ren Qiancang sat next to me, took away the photos, and said, "Why are you so dazed?"

I came back to my senses and said, "No, this is Mr. Bao's new discovery today. Haha."

"Don't smile when your smile is so fake." He said and started to look at the photos. "What did Mr. Bao say?"

I re-explained Master Bao's idea to him. Of course, I didn't tell Ren Qiancang that I might lose too much blood. If I did, he would definitely object.

Ren Qiancang listened very carefully, stared at the photos and said: "Now we only have to deal with the danger at the wellhead, and we can go down."

I knew he was very excited. Resurrection, even if he didn't know whether he could succeed, would at least give him a chance to try.

Ren Qiancang went directly to find Master Bao with those photos. I was alone in the room, sitting on the bed, hugging my legs, thinking about how to proceed with this matter. I never thought about quitting, even if

I already knew that I might bleed to death during this ceremony. In my heart, Ren Qiancang is my only relative, and I don't want to give up on him just like that.
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