Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

"Father, there are people dancing inside, and there are many thieves. Take a look, they are dressed in gaudy clothes, oh my god, isn't this twisted Yangko?" The son beckoned his father to come and have a look.

His father lay on the crack of the door and looked in, he gasped suddenly, where is there a figure inside?A dilapidated scene of broken bricks and tiles, just like a deserted temple, in the temple, the dark wind blows dust from time to time.But just now I clearly heard the noise in the temple, how could it turn into a dilapidated scene in the blink of an eye?Or maybe the temple itself is a barren temple, and I have auditory hallucinations when I get older.That's not right, I can't hear my son's hallucinations with me, right?He clearly remembered that the last time he passed through the valley, he never saw such a deserted temple by the roadside.It's probably because the group of crows have become better over time and used some kind of blindfold method.In short, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Seeing that it will be dawn in a few hours, it is better to bury the ashes quickly and retreat.

But no matter how he summoned him, the son just lay on the crack of the door and kept watching, and he also took his father to watch together, saying that there was a bald man in the temple who was dressed in animal skins and held a wooden staff in his hand and wore a mask while beating a gong and leading Let the crowd dance.

The old man thought to himself that his son was probably deluded by the crow and had hallucinations. Seeing that the east side was about to turn white, if he didn't hurry up, the whole night's work would be in vain.Thinking of this, he looked down at his chest again. There was a jade pendant hanging on his chest, the whole body was snow-white, round and smooth. There was a wolf head pattern embedded in the jade pendant. This ferocious wolf grinned fiercely. It's chilling, and the carving is quite exquisite.He looked at his son's back again and hesitated, holding the jade pendant in his hand and wanted to take it off, but he still sighed and put down the jade pendant on his neck, reached out to take the ashes urn from his son's arms and headed towards the east side of the valley.

In the early morning, with his tired figure, he returned to the deserted temple that he passed by last night, but he saw that there was no deserted temple here. The left and right sides of the valley were covered with waist-high grass, and his son was sitting on a boulder. Silly smile in a daze.

"Let's go, hurry up, if you don't go out and be discovered by the mountain patrol!" He yelled at his son.

As if he didn't hear his call at all, the son still sat there with a silly smile, and the hala came out of his mouth.

The old man frowned, went over and touched his son's head, no fever.Following his son's dull eyes, he saw nothing but a few crows that landed in the grass and were busy pecking at the grass seeds.

He asked his son what he saw in the deserted temple last night.

"Crows... crows... lots of crows..."

Fortunately, the time when the columbarium was buried happened to be about the same as what Mr. Yin Yang calculated for him. Although he took a big risk this night, it would be worth it if he made a fortune in the future.He saw that he couldn't ask any questions, so he had no choice but to hurried down the mountain with his son who was reluctant to part with this strange valley.

Not long after the father and son left, a man dressed in animal skins, holding a wooden stick, and wearing a mask came out. The mask was like a ghost.He took off his mask, looked at the leaving figures of his father and son, covered the bright morning light in the east with his hands, took a deep breath, took out some broken grains from the animal leather bag on his waist, and sprinkled them on the ground to feed the dogs. crow.

Those crows were very spiritual, and they were extremely close to him, jumping up and down and flying back and forth excitedly, landing on his head from time to time and rubbing their sharp beaks on his shiny forehead, which seemed to be affectionate.

At some point in the valley, a cloud of white mist rose, his figure disappeared in it, and then the white mist and the few crows also disappeared without a trace.