My master is the coffin

Chapter 284 Orphans
When we first met the old bustard.He didn't make a move, and directly used his momentum to crush the thin man so that he couldn't move.But today, facing the four of us, he didn't even have the ability to fight. He just sat on the ground exhausted and hungry, panting continuously.

I knelt down and looked at the old bustard by the light of the fire.His complexion was a little pale, and it was very different from the previous radiance.

The old bustard smiled wryly, and looked up at the blood bowl on the ground.The blood inside had been spilled and splashed all over the floor.

He said slowly: "This is also doomed. Maybe the four of you are destined to ruin my good deeds. Or, without the four of you, this thing can't be done in the end."

I asked him strangely: "What do you want us to do?"

The old bustard didn't answer yet.The abbot shouted from a distance: "Xu You, how is it? Are you safe?"

I looked at the thin man, and the thin man nodded: "Don't worry. The old bustard can't make any big waves."

The old bustard gave the thin man a dissatisfied look: "I am so old, you call me old bustard? Is it so rude?"

The thin man laughed, "Isn't everyone yelling like that?"

I waved my hand at the abbot: "You can come here."

The abbot supported his adoptive father with one hand, and dragged the old man fighting cock with the other.The three of them walked over slowly.

The old man fighting cock saw the old bustard, his eyes dodged. It seemed that he really wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to walk here alone, so he seemed hesitant.

The old bustard looked at him with a sneer on his face: "Old man, you have been trying to steal my chickens for a couple of days. What's the matter? Finally found a helper today?"

The old man fighting cock looked around evasively, trying to pretend to be indifferent: "Who wants to steal your chicken? I have no interest at all."

The old bustard smiled: "Are you not interested, or are you afraid to ask for it? The chickens here sleep in the coffins of dead people."

I obviously saw the old man fighting cock shrank back, and his appearance became more fearful.

Wushuang looked at the old bustard impatiently: "Tell me the truth, what exactly do you want to do? Why do you want to raise chickens in the cemetery? What is the purpose of doing these crooked things?"

The old bustard took a look at me and said, "Xu You, I did this to help you."

I tried my best to suppress the turmoil in my heart.Said to the old man in a calm tone: "Who are you? Why do you know about me?"

The old bustard smiled slightly, pointed at his adoptive father and said, "You don't know me. But your father does."

I looked back at my adoptive father.The adoptive father was also a little dazed: "I know?"

Then he took a closer look at the old bustard: "Hey? Don't tell me, it looks familiar. Where have you seen it?"

The old bustard smiled and said, "I went to your house 20 years ago."

The adoptive father suddenly took two steps back, pointed at him and shouted loudly: "It's you, so it's you. So you're in Zhengzhou."

I quickly patted my adoptive father on the shoulder: "Hey, don't get excited. Who is this person?"

The adoptive father waited for the old bustard and said, "He is the master who swept the floor back then."

The old procuress smiled openly: "I finally recognized me. Twenty years have passed, and I have aged a lot. Sometimes when I meet you on the street, you don't know me anymore."

The adoptive father stepped forward and held his hand tightly: "You must help me, help our family, I know you are a good person, otherwise, you would not have told me the truth back then."

Wushuang could be called a skeptic, she never let down her vigilance, but asked: "Good man, why are you raising chickens here?"

The old bustard said: "I raise chickens here, on the one hand, to protect myself. On the other hand, I also want to return to the orphanage."

I looked at him with some doubts: "Go back to the orphanage? That orphanage is easy to go back to. We went there two days ago."

The old bustard shook his head: "The orphanage you see is just an appearance. The real orphanage is far from that simple."

I asked the old bustard, "What did you see in the orphanage?"

The old bustard sighed, and said: "The children in this orphanage are very poor. Especially in the early years, the conditions were very bad. Ordinary people still have no food to eat, let alone these orphans who have no parents. .When some of them were sent over, they were already starving, and most of these orphans died. At that time, the whole orphanage was full of ghosts."

The few of us cultivators looked at each other and thought in our hearts: I am afraid that even now, the orphanage is not very clean.

Wushuang asked the old bustard, "The orphanage is haunted. Haven't you thought of something? For example, invite a Taoist priest or something?"

The old bustard shook his head: "It's nothing to invite Taoist priests and dance to the gods. Everyone knows it. But decades ago, if you do this, you will lose your head. Therefore, everyone in the orphanage knows that it is haunted. But no one dared to put it on the table and say it. Just stick to it like this. But, it’s okay, these little devils just make a little noise at night, and it’s not harmful. Maybe they also know that their death back then had nothing to do with us The workers in these orphanages have nothing to do, and we have done our best."

I looked at the old bustard strangely: "According to this, the orphanage should be quite peaceful. Why did so many things happen afterwards?"

The old bustard stared at the fire in front of him: "Afterwards, we have become accustomed to it. Even when we watch the night, we have to comfort you when we hear noises. Ashes return to ashes, and ashes return to ashes. Injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner... Of course, these words cannot be said in front of people. After a few years, the number of those little ghosts has decreased significantly. We are all very happy, thinking that these little ghosts have finally let go after so many years and are willing to reincarnate. However, later I I just realized that we were all wrong.”

I saw the old bustard look sad, and asked, "What's going on?"

The old bustard said: "At that time we had staff dormitories, which were in the orphanage. One night when I was sleeping, I heard someone crying in the yard. I thought it was some child who was being bullied. So I put on my clothes and walked out .

"The moon was very good that night. A child was squatting in the yard. I didn't know what he was doing. I walked over and found that he was digging a piece of mud on the ground and stuffing it into his mouth. Picking out a piece and stuffing it in I jumped and said quickly: "My child, how can this mud be eaten? "As a result, when I grabbed the child's hand like this, I immediately felt icy cold, which made my right wrist numb. Looking at the child again, his body was swollen out of shape, like a big leather ball.

"I can be considered an old man who has experienced some things. I knew it must have met a ghost. The child grinned at me and cried and said: "If you are full, you will not be hungry. "I saw that the child had done a ghost and wanted to fill his stomach. I couldn't help but feel sad for a while. I forgot to be afraid at that time, so I asked the child: "Why are you crying? The child said: "I am hungry, and the snake is also hungry."If we eat dirt, it will eat us. "I didn't understand what was going on, so I asked a few more times. The child said that there was a snake nest under the orphanage, and the souls of all children who died were controlled by the snake. After ten and a half days Every month, I have to eat one.

"The kid said to me: "Grandpa, can you help me, I don't want to be eaten by a big snake. ’ I asked the child: ‘How can I help you? The child said: "I have no relatives, so the snake bullied me."I recognize you as a grandfather.You burn paper at the door.While it was burning, it called my name and said, "Grandpa came to see you." The snake let me go.When the hem of your clothes tightens, that's when I grab your clothes.Then don't look back, just take me away.Just go to a water's edge, or a shady place under a tree, and just let me go. "

We were immersed in the description of the old bustard for a while.Can't help but ask: "What happened afterwards? Did you save the child?"

The madam was already immersed in her own world and didn't hear our questions at all.He looked at the burning fire with misty eyes: "The next day, I secretly cut paper money. I burned it at the gate of the orphanage in the middle of the night when no one was around. While burning, I called the child's name." After a few minutes, I felt the hem of my clothes tighten, and the child came."

(End of this chapter)