30. Number of graves

30. Number of graves

What did the second master count? I asked.

"What to count?"

"Shut up your mouth."

The second master counted there for more than ten minutes. When I saw that his face was wrong, I knew something was wrong.

I slowly stood up and was ready to run back.

The second master said.

"This bag is so wrong. Look, big and small look irregular and messy. In fact, it's not. That's the number of graves. There are hundreds of graves in the family, so it is buried in this way. This is auspicious tomb number, shaded descendants and prosperous descendants."

"You mean, this is a grave?"

"Yes."

"It's impossible. The big one is the size of a small basin, and the small one is the same as a bowl. How can there be such a big body?"

"That's what I think. It's not the whole body buried here, but a part of the body."

I terribly and felt very terrible.

"How could this happen?"

"I'm not sure."

"Open one and have a look."

After I said that, I looked at the second master, and he took out the tool from his bag and threw it to me.

I chose a big bag and planed it down. It was very hard, but it was also planed.

Sure enough, there is a bone in it, and you can't tell where the bone is. The second master came over and took a look and said.

"The pubic bone, there is a kind of bone in a person who has this kind of bone. When he is alive, it will become soft after death."

"Do we talk about brittle bones?"

"No, it's different from that."

"Who is this?"

"Nurhachi once recovered a foreigner, and there are more than a thousand people. They have this kind of pubic bone. In fact, such people are the same as ordinary people, but the pubic bone has a restraining effect, suppressing a kind of yin qi. The excessive yin qi in the mausoleum will make the mausoleum become strange, and there will also have some ghosts. With the effect of yin qi and revenge, those ghosts were forced to die here.

After saying that, the second master walked aside and looked at these graves.

"Now we have no way to go. What should we do?"

"The number of graves is actually a kind of mathematics, a science close to mathematics. Look at these graves and you will find the rules."

I looked at the grave, sat there, counted how many horizontally, how tight, how many how big, how many how small, but I didn't find any rules, but it was no longer like that when I first came in, it was a mess.

A strange number, I thought of the number mentioned in the number of tombs. After six thirteen were added, something strange happened.

I sweated. It was indeed six thirteen intertwined on one point, on a tomb in the middle. The tomb looked no different from other graves, size and color. I stood up and walked that way.

"You can see that you have made progress."

I looked back at the second master and said.

"You have seen it for a long time, and you don't say how many brain cells I have been exhausted."

I walked that way, walked to the Baofen, and squatted down for a long time. There was really nothing different.

I went back to the second master and sat down next to the second master.

"This is really strange. Six thirteen intersect, and this math is really difficult."

"At least a mathematician has studied this all his life."

"What do you think will happen?"

The second master looked at me and said.

"There are too many strange things, which often happen in our daily life. Those weird things can't be explained by science, but they are not unscientific, but our science has not reached this field."

I glanced at my mobile phone. It was the seventh day. It was exactly 13 o'clock, 1 o'clock in the afternoon. I jumped up at once, and the second master trembling.

"What are you doing?"

"seven thirteen."

The second master jumped up and roared.

"What's wrong with you?"

It is said in "The Number" that if the seven thirteen coincide, it will be the most strange thing to happen.

As soon as the second master finished roaring, a man appeared in front of us. That man turned out to be Mr. Yi, and he smiled at us.

"I'll go."

My sweat came down, and the second master was also stunned.

Just as he was about to speak, Master Yan disappeared, and then thewan appeared.

I know, it's a bad thing.

"What should I do?"

"What are you doing with that broken mobile phone? There is no signal here. That's good. Seven thirteen, seven! I have never met it in my life.

"This time you met."

Na Wan sneered and disappeared.

Calm, quiet and quiet, our second master stared.

The second master's sweat dripped down, and I knew it was a big deal this time.

The old crutch appeared, and he appeared laughing.

"I knew that seven thirteen meetings would meet, and I knew."

This is a real old turn. The rickly master just now is just an illusion, and this is real.

"I didn't expect me to come in, did I?"

"I really didn't think of it. I should be able to think of it, but I didn't think of it."

The second master stared and said.

"The water mausoleum must be broken, and the two suns will appear. This is a fixed number, and it should also be written in the book of Epile Number."

The old turn, the yin and yang are your fault.

"It's useless for you to come, but you alone."

The second master walked forward, and I knew what he was going to do.

"Don't mess with me. I can't come alone. There are at least 30 black water people. If something goes wrong, they will come in one after another."

The second master stopped and believed what the old crutch said.

I didn't expect this to happen. It seems that the old turn really saw the extreme of Black.

"What do you want?"

"Actually, I don't want to do anything. I want to get something."

"What?"

"I don't know, that kind of thing has a kind of energy that no one can get."

The second master looked back at me. I don't know what that means.

The old man said.

"This is God's will. Seven Thirteens want to be together. It is estimated that it may not be once in thousands of years. If there are no Seven Thirteen, I'm afraid I won't get in."

"Don't say anything else. Since you come in, let's go to the mausoleum together."

"It's almost the same. I've heard you say something serious for the first time in so many years."

The second master ignored him.

Seven thirteen appeared, but this situation happened, which was completely unexpected.

My second master and I sat aside. We smoked, looked around and said for a long time.

"There should be an entrance. I don't know where it will be."

No one pays attention to him, and the old man turns his head to death. The leader of this Blackwater man has always been good and evil.

The second master looked at me, and I understood that he would not let the old man turn around.

I stood up and looked around. Anyway, at least I have to go down now.

The second master suddenly laughed evilly.

"Gaga..."

The old turn is exciting.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Old turn, don't you think it's interesting if there are eight thirteen?"

The old man was stunned for a long time.

"Don't lie to me. It's impossible. At least it's impossible here."

"You're wrong. I can enter the mausoleum. At least I know something about the mausoleum."

"Don't lie to me. You are a mausoleum guard. The mausoleum guard may not know everything in the mausoleum, or even nothing."

"However, don't forget that there was a man who built a mausoleum escaped. That person was the new man. He left a book in Xinla City."

The old crutch is confused, which is a little unnatural.

Actually, I don't believe in such a thing. It's a little evil.

The old man turned around and found a corner to sit down. Looking at me and the second master not talking, I didn't know what he was thinking.

The second master smiled and said.

"What effect do you think will be if eight thirteen appear?"

"It's so simple for me to leave the mausoleum."

"It won't be so simple. If you want to go out, I'm afraid there is only one soul. This time you are dead. You forgot one thing. You have put a symbol in Shuiling, and you have been controlling this symbol without removing it. Think about it, how many symbols should be?"

The second master knows everything.

The old man turned his head and closed his eyes. He was thinking about symbols.

"I know that you like thirteen, because the symbol thirteen is the most evil and effective, so you like to use it."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes.

"Indeed, you are right. Eighty-three, I didn't expect to ignore this matter."

"What do you want?"

"I know that I met eight thirteen today, and I found it myself. I know that sooner or later there will be such a day."

The old man turned his head and stood up, facing the wall, and clung to it tightly.

"What is he doing?"

I asked the second master, I was extremely nervous, and at this time, the old evil spirit came out.

"He wants to leave his soul here."

I trembling.

"Old turn, don't think about this. The soul stays here. You want to guide you into the black water. That's a dream. You leave the body here and get out of here. If you stay here, I will break it for you."

The old crutch did not move. When he fell down, I went to see that he was indeed dead, and a blue gas floated.

"Second Master, it's dead."

"I know that his soul will follow us, and this guy is not scared."

I didn't expect that the old crutch would die like this.

This makes me feel very scary.

"Are you really dead?"

"Yes, you take down a piece of his bones, no matter where you are, put them in the grave you dug, and let him die here. It makes no sense to get the body out."

I took off one finger of the old crutch and put it in the grave.

The soul of the old crutch is dark blue, dragging a big tail and floating around.

The second master said.

"Eight thirteen meet, that's fate. Nine thirteen meet before we can enter the mausoleum. Now it is the outer mausoleum. Nine thirteen meet, and there will be an entrance, and we may go in."

This is evil.

"Nine thirteen?"

The second master didn't say anything. He smiled evilly and took out his mobile phone.

"Tomorrow at 13 o'clock is when we enter the mausoleum, and this is when the soul of the old crutch is scattered."

I didn't expect the second master to be like this.

"How to break up?"

"Say it later. It's not so easy to break up. Don't you see the soul of the old crutch? It's dark blue, while the general soul is gray.

I sat down and felt sweating all over. I was probably scared.

The soul of the old crutch head fell on the stone wall and moved.

"In a moment, you will dig up the tomb at the thirteenth intersection."

The second master whispered, I don't know what he meant by asking me to do this. I'm used to asking why.

Half an hour later, I walked to the tomb at the 13th intersection and knocked it hard with tools. Half an hour later, I knocked out a small hole.

"Oil, that's enough."

The second master came over.

"Thousands of graves get together, thousands of souls meet, can't you beat your old cring soul?"

The second master laughed extremely insidiously. I didn't know he was going to do bad things.

He took out the lighter, hit it, and baked the small hole. After a while, he rushed out with a breath, and the whole hall instantly became ghostly and cold.

I ran aside and looked at the second master.

He came over and said.

"Remember, keep your soul."

I was stunned and didn't know how to keep it.

I felt as if someone was robbing me, and my heart was panicking. It was robbing my soul. I tried my best to guard and protect it, and it took me a long time to feel normal.