Let me tell you something strange first.

Maba Town is located at the junction of Jiangsu and Anhui, and belongs to Huai'an. Within the scope of Maba Town, there is a place called Ma'an. Before the founding of New China, a strange thing happened here.

Maba Town was located in Dongyang County during the Qin Shihuang period, and a large number of ancient tombs of the Qin and Han dynasties gathered. Since ancient times, tomb robbers have emerged here one after another. Therefore, the locals are very familiar with the prevention of tomb robbers. At that time, there was a local tyrant named Ma Pingchuan, which was very famous in that area and controlled the local opium business. The Ma family had been entrenched in the local area for several generations, and the ancestral graves were flourishing. In that era, there were constant wars, and Ma Pingchuan adopted deserters and distributed guns here. Ma An once became a very strong local armed gathering place.

Behind Ma'an Village, there is a tomb mountain, where the ancestral tombs of the Ma family are entrenched. In order to prevent people from robbing tombs, many people have been sent to guard them.

That year, something strange happened in this grave mountain.

Overnight, hundreds of acres of land behind the village were centered on the grave mountain, and all the crops withered and died.

This caused great panic in the local area. Ma Pingchuan thought that something was wrong with the Feng Shui problem in his ancestral tomb. He even hired several of the most famous Feng Shui masters in the local area to review the eight halls and tried to find a way to resolve it, but in the end he couldn't find out what was going on.

Ma Pingchuan was very courageous in doing things. He immediately spent a lot of money to find a Feng Shui treasure land again and ordered the grave to be moved.

For a moment, the entire plain behind the village was filled with fireworks, as if in a war. The Ma family moved first, and the outside family then went to Feng Shui masters to do rituals, open graves, and firecrackers were ringing.

At the beginning, the family started the coffin, and Ma Pingchuan made the decision. Several rows of soldiers fired guns at the sky. The Ma family opened the old tomb of their great-grandfather, but they dug more than ten meters deep, but they couldn't dig the coffin.

The coffin in the ancestral tomb disappeared.

Ma Pingchuan was furious and ordered all the ancestral tombs to be put into coffins on that day. As the dust flew, they were surprised to find that there were no coffins under the cemetery that they had worshipped for hundreds of years.

Ma Pingchuan was furious and immediately shot several soldiers guarding the cemetery and ordered all the cemeteries to be dug open to see if the coffin is still there. He must find out what is going on. Could it be that some tomb robbers really use their ancestral tombs as an ATM? Is it entrenched for many years or robbed by custody?

After a thorough investigation, Ma Pingchuan found that all the ancestral tombs without coffins were concentrated in the field where crops were dead.

This matter almost became Ma Pingchuan's heart disease. Local Fengshui masters knew that once they participated in this kind of thing, they would probably lose their lives and run away one after another. Many Fengshui masters from other places thought it might be an opportunity and came to take risks. During this period, they had a tug-of-warm warrior, and they were bothered by the trick. So Ma Pingchuan ordered to close the door and thank the guests, and they would beat them out when they saw that a Fengshui master came to the door.

On the third day of Xie Ke, Ma Pingchuan was practicing Tai Chi in the yard, and suddenly saw a child sitting on the eaves of his house.

The child, with a quiet face, shrank on the corner of the eaves, wearing a blue cloth gown, which was like a teenager. He looked at Ma Pingchuan and didn't say anything.

He was startled and immediately called the guard, thinking it was a fox fairy or something unclean. In recent days, he had become very sensitive to such things.

In fact, there is a reason for him to think so, because his family is very strict, so even a wild cat cannot get in. How did such a child enter such a deep inner courtyard? What exactly did the guards who entered several times do?

A teenager appears here, and he can only be an evil thing.

But when he went to see the child himself, he found that he was really a living person. Not only did he breathe, but he was also squatting on the eaves of the house.

"Boy, where did you come in?" Ma Pingchuan liked children since he was a child. After seeing it clearly, he became curious. He grabbed the guard who wanted to go up to catch the children, and looked up and asked the child questions.

The child did not speak, but pointed in one direction. Ma Pingchuan did not realize at that time that the child was pointing to the direction of the location of his own ancestral tomb.

"Do you know whose home this is? How dare you break in?" The more Ma Pingchuan looked at the boy, the more he felt that the little ghost was very clean and couldn't help but feel happy.

The child then spoke, "I know where your coffin has gone."

Ma Pingchuan frowned. He was very annoyed when he heard this topic. Looking at the child, he wondered what was going on. If a Feng Shui master said this, it was nothing more than a fraud. However, a teenager said this, it made people feel furious.

As a force, Ma Pingchuan would certainly not be intimidated by this scene and shouted: "Boy, who taught you this? Those old men are lying to cheat me of my money. How dare you talk too much?"

The child was not afraid of him at all, and said lightly: "I came here and you can take any money if you want. I'm just here to tell you that I know where the coffin in your ancestral grave went."

When Ma Pingchuan thought about it, he had arrived at the inner courtyard, and the account was on the side. He could go down to get the money directly. If this little devil came here, he would definitely be able to go out without knowing it.

His experience made him know that the child was not too simple, so he stopped his temper and asked, "Then, where did the coffin in my Ma family's ancestral tomb go?"

The child said, "You definitely don't believe me. You might as well go to the cemetery with me." Ma Pingchuan glanced at the guard and then at the child. The little ghost looked at him indifferently, making him feel that this was an embarrassing provocation.

This is not an equal communication. Ma Pingchuan felt that this little devil must have thought he was not worthy of fear from the bottom of his heart, so he looked at him with this look. With the guards next to him, he thought that he would definitely be the first to know about any disturbances in this village. What is he afraid of? Could someone plot against him in the grave?

He has never seen any storm. If someone wants to plot against him, it will be just right for his soldiers to practice. If he is timid here and is seen by the guards, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Ma Pingchuan said to the child: "Okay, then that's it. Can you ride a horse when you come down?"

The child didn't speak, but turned over from the eaves, his movements were as light as a raccoon. After standing still, he didn't speak, just nodded.

Ma Pingchuan gathered a group of guards, got on the horse and took the children, and ran all the way to the near grave mountain. After going up to the grave mountain, the child pointed to the yellow area around and said to Ma Pingchuan: "Look, this field is dead."

"The blind man has seen it." Ma Pingchuan said, "Little devil, you'd better not fool me, otherwise I'll shoot you on the spot. Tell me, where has the coffin gone?"

"Look, what does this withered area look like?" the child said.

Ma Pingchuan looked at the dry fields around him, but he had never thought about looking at the appearance of the dry fields. However, the terrain they were standing at was not high enough to see clearly, so Ma Pingchuan winked at a guard. The guard turned over a big tree next to him, climbed to the top of the tree a few times, looked around, and shouted: "Boss, it's like a scorpion!"

Ma Pingchuan frowned and thought to himself that there was something really wrong. He rushed to the tree without caring about his image, and gritted his teeth and climbed up. When he came to the tree crown and looked down, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. Sure enough, the outline of this withered farmland was like a huge scorpion with teeth and claws.
Chapter completed!