The tour guide said: "Don't think about me, at worst, I can just go back a few days later."

The old man nodded and said, "Dig this number."

Everyone was shocked because this ancient tree is one of the local tourism resources and is also considered a landmark building. It was dug up in just one sentence, and even the old patriarch said that someone raised objections.

But the old patriarch seemed to be really anxious. He lit up the ground with a crutch and said loudly: "Didn't you hear me? Why don't you do it quickly?"

No one really dared to disobey a patriarch's words. Someone immediately took the axe, and the old patriarch said, "It's useless to dig it up with the roots."

Everyone had to find pickaxes, chisels and other things to start shoveling the roots. After digging the roots, everyone tied the rope to the top of the tree. Then everyone worked together and heard the sound of the ancient willow being pulled to the ground. What was amazing was that the soil at the roots was actually blood-red. After it was exposed, the forest was immediately filled with a bloody smell, and the people were tempted to vomit.

The old patriarch's face became more and more serious, and he said, "Continue digging down."

A few young men wrapped their noses with cloth, jumped into the tree pit with a sad face and continued to dig. Not long after, one of them shouted, "There is something in it."

The old patriarch said, "Push me over." We all followed to the pit, and saw a huge covered copper jar in the dug-out land. The old patriarch ordered people to lift it out. The copper jar was golden all over, about one meter high, slightly thicker than a person's waist, and it was cylindrical. There were many strange figures and words carved on the surface. The mouth of the jar was sealed with a circular plate, but it was not sealed.

Although everyone was curious when they saw this thing, no one rushed over and touched it randomly. The old patriarch looked up and down at the copper jar and said, "Do you know what this is?"

No one spoke, and the old patriarch sighed and said, "This is a golden jar blood coffin. You look like a copper jar, but it is actually a coffin." After hearing this, everyone was amazed, and they didn't know who asked in private, "What is a golden jar blood coffin?"

Although the old clan is old, he has good ears and said: "The Golden Cup Blood Coffin is a Gu tool specially used to make evil corpses. It is a kind of black witchcraft. It is very evil and is a forbidden technique in witchcraft."

"Then this will be buried here by the unethical person. There is nothing big of a deal, right?"

"What, nothing big? This is a big deal. This is not canned bayberry. If you can't eat it, throw it away. This is a magic weapon to make evil corpses in black witchcraft. If there is another bloody pupil, everyone will be unable to eat it and leave." When he said this, the old patriarch's eyes seemed to have a little horror in his eyes.

"What is a ferocious corpse, and what is also a bloody eye?"

"The dead person soaked in the jar is a vicious corpse. If the eyeballs are blood-red, it is called: the vicious corpse of blood-eyed eyes. It will be difficult to be subjugated when it reaches this level, but if it cannot be subdued, it will be a big trouble."

There is really no need to ask any more. The key is whether you believe it or not. Of course, according to my judgment, it is probably not a rumor, because the local area lives on the tourism industry and can't ruin your own signature.

The old patriarch said: "Everyone is optimistic about this jar, so you must not let it happen even if there is any accident." Then he asked a young man named He Weifeng to take us away.

I went to Old Man Mu's house with the tour guide. He was depressed along the way, and I didn't know how to comfort him. After all, this kind of thing felt very strange. Moreover, a brass jar was to say it strangely, it would not make me feel much afraid. As for the evil corpse, Blood Eyes said nothing more than a corpse. What are the dead people afraid of? It is the most terrifying thing for living people.

When he arrived at the wooden house, a tourist asked He Weifeng: "Little brother, is the witchcraft here real? Can it be as magical as the legendary one?"

"How can we brag about this? We don't make money with this item. What are we bragging about?"

"Brother, you misunderstood what I mean. I'm not saying you bragging, am I saying that witchcraft itself is as magical as the legendary one?"

"Of course, barefoot charcoal and invulnerable to swords and guns are all real skills. Those fakes in the art do not mean that these are fakes, and there are also disasters. We have made trouble here and have suffered several lives."

Others are interested in this thing, but I don’t blame me for seeing it because I woke up too early in the morning and got a little sleepy. I fell asleep as I heard it. It was dark when I woke up.

There is no electricity in Hulu Valley, so you have to light candles at night. I saw through the window that the candles are brightly lit in the ancient willows, and many people sat around the ground, among which there were two people dressed in wizards sitting on the ground and wondering what they said.

I was interested in inquiring about the situation and walked over. He Weifeng saw me waved straight from a distance. I sat next to him and whispered: "What are you doing? How?"

"right.".

"Is it because of this copper jar?"

"yes.".

At this time, the old patriarch was also pushed over, and then he was held by someone and placed on the ground. The people in the clan looked at him silently. The old patriarch said, "You all know the rules when doing it, but today there is an outsider, Luo Yazi. Don't make a fuss about what you see immediately. If you alarm the ghosts and evil spirits, you will be in trouble. Do you remember?"

After saying that, the old patriarch waved and walked up to a strong man. They lifted a wooden board in the open space in the middle of the circle of people. There was a big pit in the middle. It was probably dug in the afternoon. Then they lifted the copper jar, uncovered the lid and pushed it to the ground. A large stream of red liquid poured out from it. The night sky was immediately filled with blood. There was also a white object gushing out of the jar as blood arrived. It was really a corpse, a woman's corpse.

She was wearing clothes from the Han Dynasty, but neither the clothes nor the corpse themselves were rotten. It seemed that she had been made into a gu by a talented person.

The female corpse faced down, with long hair scattered around it, both long and dense. Suddenly I heard a scream, which scared me. It turned out that the two wizards had started to do it. They saw each of them holding a silver magic weapon in their hands, which was a bit similar to a rotating wheel, but there was a relatively obvious skull embedded at the top of the magic weapon.

The two of them were dancing a very strange dance, and they were muttering words, but I couldn't understand a word. After a while, I suddenly saw that the big female corpse's arm trembled. At first I thought I was dazzled, and the female corpse's arm moved again. This time it was clear, as if it was changed, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat.

After a while, her whole body became more and more trembling, and then she actually stood up.

I swear to the gods that if there was only one person here at this time, then if she peeed, she would be considered a hero. I saw that the female corpse had a high concentration of plasma and had several hanging on her face, which made her look snow-white all over, as if it were painted. The most terrifying thing was that her eyes were also completely white and were wide open. I thought it would be impossible not to see it. Then she started dancing, her dance posture was exactly the same as those two wizards, but the female corpse felt very mechanical, like a puppet controlled by someone.

Such a strange scene brought me not only surprise, but also fear, which made me tremble sincerely from the inside out, and my hands and feet became even weaker.

I couldn't calm down anyway, and I felt chill all over. I saw two witches "leading" the female corpse gradually walking towards the deep pit. At this moment, a "drip" sound came from me in the quiet night sky.

This slight sound was as loud as thunder in a highly tense environment. Of course, this ordinary sound was just a prompt sound that the phone was almost out of power, and only He Weifeng heard: "It's broken."

I raised my head in a conditioned reflex and saw that the female corpse had stopped dancing. It was standing there and turned its head to look at me. A pair of snow-white eyes had turned blood red at this moment.

My whole body couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly my whole body relaxed. When I was conscious, I found myself in the audience. Everyone looked at me with an extremely terrifying expression, while He Weifeng's family supported me who was unconscious and kept shaking. I suddenly realized that I was "it".
Chapter completed!