"Okay, okay." Ren Qiancang said: "I can promise them that their major is not good. When I go to the library, I will take my old man with me. Who in the library is not taken by the old man for twenty years before I can become a master in charge. It is not like those outside industries, who start working after graduation from school."

After this matter was confirmed, Mr. Bao said he would take me to see the ancient well and teach me how to catch corpses.

I looked at the moonlight that had appeared outside and said, "Can you be during the day tomorrow? It's this big night."

"What are you afraid of? They won't climb up. I'll go to school to contact my classmates tomorrow. Let's go, it's also the night of the fifteenth day." Mr. Bao pulled me out directly.

Ren Qiancang smiled and stood up, holding my hand and walking out. I only have the only one who can choose this matter, even if I bit the bullet, I will have to do it myself.

Fortunately, this time, Ren Qiancang, Bao Ye, and Ye Yan, who joined in the fun, also came here. There were so many people who were brave enough, even if they were afraid, they would not have the urge to escape.

Master Bao taught me how to hold gossip in my palm, and gossip was facing the well below. The hair used for fishing for corpses was from a hairstyle house, and Master Bao also said that he would take out his two fingers for surgical amputation in the hospital. Let me rest assured and bold. If I really don’t dare, just throw it away.

I looked at his movements and remembered that I had already made sure that by that night, I would just throw it away and ignore anything.

The next day, I saw Mr. Bao and several of his classmates come to the big yard. They prepared a lot of things, and some of them I didn’t know what they were. I even saw a pump and a Luoyang shovel. However, a small bag of rectangular and paper-wrapped things were very careful.

I asked him what that thing was, and he said mysteriously: "Explosives for tomb robbers." Of course, these things were all reimbursed by the Ren family.

Because he was going to get a tomb, Baoye also had a meeting with his classmates and told a lot of words about the drawings. He did not tell his classmates that at that time, I was fishing for corpses in the yard in the northwest, nor did he tell them what the sarcophagus was going to come up. He just said that the things left by the ancestors of the Ren family were dug out now.

Even though they knew that there was something like an ordinary tomb, they were still very excited. Do those who studied archaeology fantasize about opening the tomb in person? Anyway, Bao Ye’s behavior is like this.

Even though I was nervous, time passed by, I still waited for the fifteenth day. It was the last fifteenth day before the New Year. I summoned all my family members in the hall and prepared red envelopes, which included the New Year’s bonuses for everyone.

I also specially put on a red coat and sat in the main seat of the hall. I deliberately suppressed my urge to see the head on the beam. I didn't know how Baoye did it. The head was not rotten at all, nor did it smell bad. It was still in the corner of the beam. I didn't go to see it or look for it, and no one would see it at all.

The reason I give you is that you have two days off in advance, from 15 to 16 to 17 pm, all those who should go to work have to come back to work. These two days are for everyone to buy New Year’s goods. During the New Year, there is no special situation in the big yard. Of course, the salary is also paid three times.

Just for the generous bonus I paid today, no one asked me to go home during the New Year. At twelve o'clock noon, I closed the door of the Ren family.

I turned around and looked at the vast and deserted yard and slowly breathed. What should I face should be faced. Ren Qiancang walked to the yard, looked at me, and smiled at me.

I also laughed. There is Ren Qiancang in my home.

Baoye and his classmates made it for dinner that day. They completely regarded the Ren family's large kitchen as a picnic venue. And for them, the things tonight were full of exciting challenges. They were not afraid, they just thought it was fun.

I still heard Mr. Bao quietly call his mother. He said to his mother, "Mom, I'm fine. I'm going to play with my classmates tomorrow. That, I've worked at the Ren family for several months and saved some money. The card is in the iron box in my desk at home. The password is your birthday on your ID card. I also got a New Year's bonus today. If you have enough money, don't worry. You should buy some New Year's goods, and you can use my card to get the money tomorrow."

I also received a call from Miaomiao. Miaomiao told me on her cell phone that the school had found out about her pregnancy and that her mother was called to school. She was beaten by her mother and asked to transfer to school. She cried very sadly, but I couldn't help her. If her boyfriend could tell me well at that time, I could have helped them hide what she had done.

It gradually darkened, and supper was set in the hall. The big Eight Immortals table was filled with food. Bao Ye's classmates smiled and shouted, without knowing the danger they were going to face in a while.

I held the rice bowl in front of me, but only ate two bites. The classmate sitting next to me was the classmate who had met and spoken in the old house last time. He also asked me: "Why don't you eat it? I made this one and it's quite delicious."

I forced a smile and nodded.

Ren Qiancang leaned over and said in my ear: "Are you scared? Now you can still say what you don't want."

"No! I'm willing. Ren Qiancang, I'll wait for you to come back."

Ye Yan was eating silently. When he heard what we said, he suddenly said, "If Ye Cheng had someone's consciousness, I wouldn't mind that he would continue to be my younger brother and be with my parents."

"It's basically impossible." Baoye said, "It's really impossible for him to have a situation. Don't think about it."

After eating almost the same meal, Ren Qiancang stood up and said, "Thank you everyone, I can help me. Tonight, regardless of life or death, we will go to the end. Master Bao, you also explain the dangers there with your classmates. If you don't want to go, don't go. I will not pursue it now, but after you really come into contact with me, I will take the same action as Wu Guang."

Mr. Bao waved his hand and said, "They all know that they need to get a tomb when learning archaeology. What's going on? We understand better than that."

Ye Yan also stood up, climbed onto Ren Qiancang's shoulder with one hand, and said, "Brother, the plan we started as a teenager is finally the last battle tonight."

"Yeah, brother!"

Ren Qiancang looked at me, but couldn't say anything else. I smiled and said, "Come back early."

"Um."

They set out, stayed at the equipment, drove the car from the front, walked around the back, and then walked to find the well buried under the bamboo leaves.

Seeing them driving two cars around the back of the yard, I slowly closed the door. Turning back to look at the empty yard, there really wouldn't be Ren Qiancang standing in front of me and holding me. I could only do the rest by myself.

On the table in the hall, I picked up a box that Baoye left me. The box contained his gossip mirror, a strand of hair and two pieces of fingers.

I looked up at the dim round head on the beam. The light made me unable to see him, but I knew it was Wu Guang. The first time I felt that I didn't need to be afraid of this head.

It took many years to come that I knew what this feeling was. It was the feeling that I was destined to die when I was destined to be afraid of nothing.

Walking in the building that imitated Qing, I really felt like I had traveled through time. I was just a ray of soul in this big courtyard. I even felt that my feet were not walking, but floating.

In the northwest yard, Master Bao had already opened it for me, and the well was in the yard. On such a winter night, the moonlight was not bright. Even on the fifteenth day, there was only a little moonlight coming down from the clouds.

Under the hazy moonlight, I still saw the well. The memories of the original rush came up. What appeared in my mind was the scene of the white hair catching a female corpse in a white long skirt. I quickly shook my head, shook the picture and looked at the time on my phone. It was less than ten o'clock, and the rest was waiting, waiting for the eleven o'clock to come.

While waiting, my heart was in a mess, just holding the box tightly. If we succeed, we would almost go back to the small building to live, and we would start with the only two of us. We would have children and let the children take a bath in the sun in the small yard. In the future, when we get old, we will have grandchildren, and grandchildren will drive back to the small building to visit us.

My mind was full of these pictures, warm and beautiful, which made my lips unable to help but curl. I felt that even if something really climbed up in the well in front of me, I wouldn't be afraid. The yearning for the beauty of the future made me not care about these fears at all.

When the time came, I walked to the well and put the Bagua mirror in the palm of my hand according to the method taught by Master Bao. Then I picked up the long strand of hair and tied the two broken fingers. I pinched the broken fingers that were already bloody and fuzzy. But I felt very calm. This big yard has carried too many lives and deaths. What is the point of such a little finger?

I tied it with my hair and slowly put it down. I could hear the sound of water flowing below, and it made a gurgling sound from time to time, as if something was about to come out.

There is also a barrier made by Baoye under the wellhead. Those things can no longer be caught like before.

The well was black, but I could feel the feeling of being pulled at the end of my hair. Is it the female corpse? Or Aunt Xiao? I couldn't see the picture below the well, I only knew that there was a living corpse at the other end of this hair.

A slight "bang" sound came from behind me. I was puzzled. I should be the only one left in the whole courtyard. Who else would be there? Is the ghost? I let go of the hair in my hand. Even if I am a ghost, I still have a gossip on the palm of my hand, right? I had even thought about it in my mind. When I saw the ghost, I threw the gossip on the palm of my hand on him, and then turned around and ran away. Anyway, the supply here has been completed, and I will not use the relationship between the wells and waters on both sides, which will affect the other side.

Just as I turned around, I saw clearly the face of the man behind me. It was Ye Cheng! His body was curled strangely, and his hands, legs, neck, and exposed head were marked by sewing marks. The solidified blood was wrapped around the needles. He was dismembered, and then... sewed it up by himself? He fell out one eyeball and a nerve connected, and hung it next to his nose, and the other eye looked at me, looking at me tightly.

Before I could scream, he had already hugged me and threw it into the well. The smell of fishy smell came, and that was Ye Cheng, the handsome big boy who used to be, has become like this now.

"No!" But my voice did not come out again because I had fallen from the well. My hand grabbed the crystal gossip that Baoye made the barrier, and sank into the well water with it. The water was everywhere, and it was pitch black, and I saw nothing. I struggled to float up, but what I grabbed in the water was a nerve-wracking eyeball.

Ye Cheng’s eyes!

I was shocked, my feet were already pulled by the corpse below, and they pulled me down hard.

His ears were full of water, and there were the voices of several boys.

"Ah! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

Master Bao shouted in his voice: "Don't touch that! You're looking for death!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Ah! Ah!"

"We will die here! Haha, all died! All died!"

Ye Yan's voice said, "Ren Qiancang! Ren Qiancang, carry me out whenever he dies. I want to carry me out. I want to go home to see my mother."

Ren Qiancang yelled: "Master Bao! Didn't you say there is no mechanism below?"

Master Bao's voice became weak and weak: "My mother, I'm still waiting for me... to go home..."

The sound also came from the water. "Boom--" as if it was the sound of a house collapse. Did the Ren family really disappear? This large courtyard that has been going through half a century has also become our tomb.

All are dead, all are dead. I slowly closed my eyes and let the force pull me down. It is said that before death, people will look back on the happiest or most unfortunate time of their lives. My eyes slowly closed, and in my mind was the days when Ren Qiancang and I were in the small building. We sat on the windowsill, leaned together, and looked at the bright moonlight in the sky. On the crescent bed next to us, the red quilt I saw when I first saw him. And our children fell asleep under the red quilt.

It turns out that the most beautiful things in my life are just fantasies and never experienced them. Isn’t it a very failure?

The last thing I heard in my ears was Ren Qiancang's voice, and the voice came from the water: "Sorry, businessman."
Chapter completed!