Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

The bat's claws were severed, and Xiao Ningwei fell to the ground. The beast flew around in pain, and the next second, its entire body fell onto the coffin on the high platform of the main tomb chamber, struggling in pain. From a distance, Zhong Yuemin and Xiao Ningwei didn't notice that the smelly blood from the beast's claws seeped into the "Huangchangtichou" coffin drop by drop. The thick and hard cypress coffin lid was strangely opening bit by bit...

On the escape route, Xiao Ningwei had already gone halfway inside.

"Brother Zhong, let's go together, these beasts are coming." As soon as he cut off the beast's claws with a knife, the shrill scream attracted the other human-shaped bats. They didn't dare to stay any longer and grabbed the end of the rope. The weight of the two people made the rope's ascent much slower. The bats flying in the air quickly attacked him. He held the rope tightly with one hand and resisted with a machete in the other hand. He was quite passive.

One, two... more and more. Damn it, he took out a detonator from the space. He had kept a few of them when he went to Yulin City to buy detonators before, and put them in the space just in case. He didn't expect to use them so soon.

Just as he was about to light the fuse, the beasts flying in the air suddenly let out low growls of fear and stopped attacking him. They all flew back to the main tomb chamber and then crawled into the nest on the high platform one by one. The place was full of monsters dancing wildly one second, and the next second it was empty and dead silent!

Only then did he realize that the green light emitted by the coffin on the high platform was even brighter, illuminating the entire main tomb chamber. What was even more frightening was that the heavy coffin lid had fallen to the side. His first reaction was that it was these human-shaped bats that opened the coffin lid?

"Snapped!"

A dry hand suddenly emerged from the coffin.

"Fuck!"

Zhong Yuemin shuddered, thinking he'd seen a ghost. Little Ning Wei above him asked, "Brother Zhong, what's wrong?"

"Pull it up quickly, pull it up quickly..."

The rope was pulled upwards, and the two of them entered the escape route, one above and one below, and moved slowly upwards. After a minute or two, when they were about to reach the escape route and were about to breathe a sigh of relief, his right foot was grabbed by something sharp, and it hurt so much that he kicked it twice, but it was still held tightly. He felt like the sharp nails were digging into his flesh, and the thing below was climbing up little by little.

He was sure that this was definitely not a human-shaped bat. These beasts were too huge to get in at all. So it could only be something that came out of the coffin. At the critical moment, he loosened his belt, kicked off his trousers, and made fifty or sixty chickens and ducks appear in the space and smashed them down. Finally, he got rid of the "ghost thing" below.

He immediately lit the detonator fuse and threw it down, "chi chi chi..."

Through the light of the fuse, he finally saw the ghost below. It was dressed in ancient clothes, with a shriveled face and dry hands covered with green hair. Its nails were also green, like awls. It was holding a duck and sucking its blood. When their eyes met, the ghost actually grinned at him.

His son lied and he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

"Pull it up, pull it up, quick..."

Xiao Ningwei came out first, he was the second one, Zheng Tong, Luo Jianguo and others came over,

"Are Yuemin and Xiao Ningwei okay?"

Without taking a breath, Zhong Yuemin shouted, "Go away, go away, the detonator below is about to explode, go away..."

The crowd fled in all directions.

"boom……"

There was a loud bang from the escape hatch, and the entire cave entrance suddenly sank downwards. The cave entrance was at the lower part of the slope, and the huge impact force triggered a landslide. A large amount of mud and rocks poured down, burying all the vegetation on the slope. Even if the thousand-year-old banshee in the escape hatch was not blown to pieces by the detonator, she would never get out. Just go to sleep peacefully in your coffin.

Everyone was terrified when they saw the scene before them. Fortunately, they escaped quickly, otherwise they would have been completely wiped out.

Zheng Tong and his companions saw Zhong Yuemin's fearless look, even the humanoid bat from before had not lost his composure like this.

"Yuemin, what's following us from down there? Why do you still have detonators? Are they those blood-sucking bats?"

Zhong Yuemin took a few breaths first, relaxing his tense nerves.

"I brought the detonator with me, just in case. Zheng Tong, Jianguo Ermao... I said that the demon woman in the coffin crawled out and grabbed my foot as soon as she was at the entrance of the cave, trying to climb out with me. Do you believe me?"

"hiss!"

Several people gasped, "There really is an old witch in there."

Qin Ling held Zhong Yuemin's arms tightly with both hands, and knew nothing about the underground tomb.

"Yuemin, what old witch, what did you see down there? Your feet are covered in blood, let me bandage you."

Zhong Yuemin looked at Qin Ling, who was worried, and said, "Go back, let's talk about it when we get back."

On the first day in Qinjiazhuang, they saw leopards, ancient tombs thousands of years old, human-shaped bats, and thousand-year-old banshees. They were lucky. When they returned to Qin Ling's home in Qinjiazhuang that night, it was already three or four in the morning of the next day. After a simple bandage on the wound on their leg, all the people who had gone into the back mountain to look for their children last night fell asleep on the kang. They were physically exhausted and mentally tortured, and they slept until five or six in the afternoon of the same day. If Qin Ling hadn't knocked on the door to call them for dinner, they could have slept until the next day.

In the evening, several people were eating around the kang table. Qin Zhong and Qin Yi asked about what happened the night before and the day after tomorrow, and they told the truth. Qin Zhong was shocked.

"There really are tombs thousands of years old beneath this mountain. These damn tomb robbers have killed so many innocent people. They deserve to die."

Zhong Yuemin said:

"Uncle Qin, don't tell anyone else about the tomb down there, or they'll get on your nerves. Those things down there are no jokes."

"I understand, I understand!"

"By the way, Uncle Qin," Zhong Yuemin said:

"Qin Shanlin's grandson has been found. Qin Ling's father's ashes should be able to be buried in the Qin family's ancestral tomb, right?"

When talking about this, Qin Zhong said angrily:

"This old guy is going back on his word again, saying he never agreed to this at all. He just refuses to admit it. He has no shame at all."

"Nima's!"

Luo Jianguo said angrily:

"If I hadn't been looking for this old guy's grandson, I wouldn't have fallen into the robber's hole, let alone encountered all those messed up things. I went through the gates of hell and came back, and this old guy actually dared to deny it. Yuemin, how can I swallow this anger? I'm going to deal with him."

"Yeah, fuck this old guy."

"..."

"Okay, take a break, what are you packing up!"

Zhong Yuemin interrupted,

"Qin Shanlin holds a high reputation in Qinjiazhuang. Brute force won't work. Uncle Qin's entire family lives here, and a falling out won't be good for anyone. We need to outsmart him."

"How do you outsmart me?"

"Leave it to me. I'll go over later. Just leave it alone."

night!

The Qinshan Lin family was a very impressive family with six stone caves. They were well-off. Although they were oppressed and persecuted after the "Four Olds" movement, they had already saved enough money to support their family as long as they did not mess around. They would go to bed early after dinner. His wife had passed away a few years ago, and he lived alone in the stone cave.

He was sleeping soundly when someone knocked on the door. Qin Shanlin thought it was his son and did not get up.

"Ergou?" This was the nickname of his youngest son, whose family lived next door.

There was no response, but the door creaked open. Qin Shanlin got up from the kang and looked at the moonlight outside. There was no one at the door.

"Ergou, is that you? Ergou..."

"Woo woo woo..." But the response he got was a cold, lifeless male voice.

"I'm so cold, so cold..."

Qin Shanlin was so frightened that he backed away, hugging the quilt and shrinking into a corner on the kang, with a look of horror on his face, "Who, who is there?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The door opened completely, "Tap, tap, tap..." There were light footsteps, and something came in, but nothing was seen at all.

"Wow, I'm so cold, I'm so cold..."

Qin Shanlin is good at Feng Shui and believes in ghosts and gods. Of course, he is also afraid of something evil that has entered the cave.

“Who are you…?”

"I'm Qin Xiao. I'm so cold. If you don't let me into the Qin family's ancestral tomb, I'll become a lonely ghost, wandering around outside. I'm so cold, woo woo woo..."

Qin Xiao? !

Qin Shanlin was so frightened that he didn't go over there.

"I'm so cold! I want to get on the kang to warm myself up... Tap, tap, tap, snap!"

A blood-red palm print was left on the quilt on the kang, with five fingers clearly visible.

Qin Shanlin collapsed.

"You, you don't come up, don't come up... Qin Xiao, I, I agree that you can enter the ancestral tomb. Tomorrow I will arrange for the clan members to perform the highest ceremony for entering the ancestral tomb, the highest ceremony."

"Are you serious?"

"really!"

"Well, if you want to change your mind, I'll come back tomorrow night. Woohoo... I'm so cold, so cold, tap tap tap..."

The footsteps went to the door, and then "squeak, squeak..." the door closed again. Qin Shanlin was so scared that he was soaked all over. With such a big noise, the little son next door came over. When he came to the kang, he saw that his father's old face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. He thought he was sick.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Qin Shanlin shivered and said, "Qin Xiao's wronged spirit just came to see me. He kept saying how cold he was. He's here to take my life, to take my life..."

"Qin Xiao?"

The youngest son said, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? Isn't Qin Xiao already dead? He's been burned to ashes."

"Look at the bloody handprints on the quilt. See for yourself."

The youngest son saw the eye-catching and creepy handprints on the bedding. They were not scabbed yet and were still wet.

"How could this happen?"

Qinshan Forest Road:

"Quick, go call your eldest and second brothers over here, and have them notify the clan members immediately to bury Qin Xiao's ashes in the Qin family's ancestral tomb tomorrow morning, following the highest rites. Go quickly..."

Outside the Qin family compound, Zhong Yuemin emerged from the space, wiping the blood (chicken blood) on his right hand with a handkerchief. Hearing the noisy movement behind him, he hummed.

"You're just a jerk. You have to scare me. What a waste of my time."

The next morning, Qin Shanlin and his family came to Qin Zhong and Qin Yi's house with a group of clansmen. They thought they were here to fight, as if they were facing a powerful enemy. However, Qin Shanlin apologized to Qin Ling with a sincere face, almost crying, and almost knelt down. He said, "Your father's ashes can be placed in the Qin family's ancestral tomb now, and it is the highest etiquette." Qin Zhong, Qin Yi, and Qin Ling were all confused, not knowing what had happened. The contrast was too great. However, since her father's ashes were allowed to enter the Qin family's ancestral tomb, they should bury them quickly to avoid regrets. A grand burial ceremony was held that day, and the whole process was organized by Qin Shanlin.

After the ashes were buried, Qin Shanlin kowtowed three times in front of the tombstone of Qin Xiao, Qin Ling's father. Even Qin Shanlin's three sons were stunned. They didn't know what was going on. However, Qin Ling's father's ashes were finally buried. Although this trip was extremely dangerous, the business was accomplished.

At around four in the afternoon, on the cliff in front of Qinling's yard, the distant sky was dyed a fiery red by the setting sun, which added a solemn feeling to his face. Zhong Yuemin sighed,

"The sunset is so beautiful, but it is almost dusk!"

Qin Ling tilted his head to look at Yue Min's profile. His facial features were sharp and angular, and the corners of his mouth were raised, with his signature smirk. This man was truly magical. There was no problem he couldn't solve.

"Yuemin, thank you."

"Say these!" Know what people mean, 'Our relationship is redundant. "

Qin Ling opened her red lips slightly, "What is our relationship?"

Zhong Yuemin turned around, looked at the beautiful face in front of him, and asked:

"What do you think our relationship is?"

"I can be anything, friend, educated youth, lover..." Qinling was calm and composed, but very serious.

"I've told you before that I owe you a favor, and now I owe you another one. You've helped me so much since I went to the countryside, and I can't repay you anyway. You can do whatever you want. Don't worry, I won't get in between you and Xiaobai. Well... now there's another Sister Yan."

Zhong Yuemin rolled his eyes. "There's really nothing between me and Sister Yan. Why are you jealous of this..."

"I'm not jealous. I know you don't care about Sister Yan, but Sister Yan really likes you and has given her whole heart to you. I'm serious."

"Okay, let's not talk about this." He had no choice but to say:

"It's done. I've taken a week off. Let's have some fun over the next few days. Honestly, the vegetation here is lush and green. Back home, there's just endless yellow land. I don't want to leave anymore."

Qinling smiled,

"I don't think so. Every place has its own customs and habits, and cultural characteristics accumulated through history. I feel that the loess land of northern Shaanxi, with its desolate, bleak, and deserted landscape, evokes a sense of sadness and melancholy in me. To be honest, I quite like this feeling. Perhaps I am someone who is filled with sadness, melancholy, and even despair about life."

"I won't do that anymore. Because I'm here, you can do whatever you want. No one will stop you. Just do what you like. Do you understand?"

Qin Ling pursed her red lips and said, "Yuemin, can you hold me down?"

Zhong Yuemin hesitated for a moment, then opened his arms and embraced the woman. The setting sun stretched the figures of the two people very long.

Like a bloody romance.