It's Ching Ming

The village chief said, "You must really want to know where this place is and what you do here. I will tell you now."

An Qiu and Zhang Ping looked at each other, and finally told them what they were going to do.

"This is the mausoleum of Prince An Gen. You are here to guard the tomb this time."

tomb?An Qiu stared at Grandpa An in surprise, but saw him standing solemnly without looking at anyone.

Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind blowing, An Qiu shivered, looked around, where did the wind come from the closed stone room?

The village chief continued in a hoarse voice: "You may not know that all the people in our Wutang Village are descendants of Prince An in the Song Dynasty 1000 years ago. Before his death, Prince An arranged all his relatives in the Anyang Mountain Refuge, which is now Wutang Village, and Wutang Village can have a rich and peaceful life for generations is also thanks to the protection of Prince An. Even in the war of foreign invasion of China, our Wutang Village was spared. Difficult, keep it today."

"We have rules from generation to generation. The current generation must have five people who come to guard the tomb of Prince An every year. The previous generation was me and your grandfathers. Now it is your turn to guard the tomb of Prince An with your sincerity. "

An Qiu and the other six listened quietly and were speechless in surprise. It turned out that they were not here to sweep the tomb, but to guard the tomb.It is not their ancestors from previous generations, but the real ancestors from thousands of years ago!

At this time, Zhang Ping couldn't help asking weakly, "Why...five people are required to guard the tomb every year."

Seeing him asking a question, his grandfather glared at him again.

Zhang Ping immediately shrank his body behind Li Dali.

The village head explained briefly and shockingly.An Qiuyun understands a little bit in the mist, that is, every year during the Qingming Festival, when the yin energy is at its peak, all kinds of ghosts will come to disturb Prince An's sleep. In order to protect the soul of Prince An, the ancestors specially invited the five elements People from all walks of life came to suppress the spirit guards and prevent ghosts from all over the world from invading the mausoleum and harming people's livelihood.Therefore, it has been passed down from generation to generation that Wutang Village must have five people with one of the five elements attributes to guard the tomb, and the tomb guards of this generation are the five of them.

An Qiu felt that his head was a little confused, what five elements, what ghosts, things so far away from him, why did he never know about these things, and the reason why his grandfather never left the village was because he was a grave keeper?

"How are we going to guard the tomb?" Li Dali asked again in doubt.

"For three days, you just stay here, and your grandpa will teach you how to do it later." The village chief said and pointed to the box they brought: "This is dry food, enough for you for three days Full. We will come to pick you up in three days." After speaking, his eyes signaled Grandpa An and the others to start.

"You all come here." The village head asked them to walk to the futon.

"Sit cross-legged and put your hands together."

An Qiu was pushed by his grandfather to the second place, and sat on the futon without knowing the situation.

Grandpa an walked behind him, and suddenly put his hand on his shoulder.

I heard the village chief read from behind: "My descendants, the 270th and seventh generation will guard the spirit of our ancestors..."

An Qiu listened to the voice in his ear becoming more and more blurred, and the scorching heat from Grandpa An's hand on his shoulder spread to his limbs.

"Fang Tong for the gold one. An Qiu for the wood one. Zhang Ping for the water one. Liu Shang for the fire one. Li Dali for the earth one. The 270th eighth generation of this generation..."

An Qiu wanted to hear the words of the village chief, but intermittently, his head was buzzing, and the spirit tablet in front of him looked strange and unpredictable under the dim candlelight.

His whole body was getting hotter and hotter, and finally Grandpa An's hand was suddenly clenched, causing his shoulder to hurt, and Zhang Ping yelled beside him.

It took a while for Grandpa An to let go, An Qiu took a breath, and heard the village chief say: "The above."

This is the end?An Qiu turned his head to look back, but Grandpa An held his head down.

"Boy Qiu, what grandpa didn't tell you before is a rule. You can't tell anyone about guarding the tomb, and you can't even talk about it outside the tomb. Whether you believe in the theory of whether there are ghosts in this world or not, in these three days In the sky, no matter what you see or hear, stabilize yourself. I just tested the wood ability for you, and you are very yin, so you must not leave this stone room." Grandpa An said in a hoarse voice.

An Qiu swallowed, sounding more and more mysterious.

He wanted to look back at his grandfather again, but he couldn't move his head, only to hear Grandpa An say again: "Don't look back, don't ask now, I'll tell you the details in three days."

An Qiu could only suppress her doubts and nodded.

At this time, the village head said again: "For the past three days, every noon and midnight, you sit on the futon like now, close your eyes and keep vigil for two hours. Remember the last point. No matter what you hear or Don't panic when you see anything, and don't leave the stone room, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

An Qiu nodded dizzily, not knowing what Zhang Ping and the others were like, but he himself felt as if something had been injected into his head, and his body was too heavy to move, and then he stayed like this for about 15 minutes. It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Unable to bear it, An Qiu moved his body and whispered: "Grandfather?" The hand on the shoulder left at some point.

There was no sound for a long time, he turned around suspiciously, and there were only five of them left in the stone room.

Seeing that the stairs they descended from also disappeared, the stone room was completely sealed.

Zhang Ping and the others on the side all closed their eyes and did not move. An Qiu wanted to call him but was suddenly interrupted by Fang Tong's abrupt voice: "Don't call him."

An Qiu was startled and turned to look at him, Fang Tong looked at him sideways, stretched out his index finger to his lips to signal him not to speak, and then closed his eyes.

An Qiu was at a loss, always feeling like he knew something but didn't.

Looking at the spirit card ahead, what's going on with them now?Why did it become a tomb guard, or is the guard called "Prince An Gen?"

On the other side, there was a burst of thunder and lightning flashing outside, and the trees in the mountain forest were shaken from side to side by the violent wind and heavy rain.

After Gao Xu heard what the man with the scar said about the mausoleum, he stood beside the cave and wiped the rainwater splashed on his face.

The man with the scar beside him looked at the expression of his profound facial features illuminated by the lightning, and was startled.

Those black eyes were as cold as ghosts.

Gao Xu looked sideways at the man with the scar and kept frowning at him: "What's wrong?"

The man with the scar returned to his senses and saw that he still had the same expression, rubbed his eyes, and suppressed the weird feeling: "It's okay, it's okay, I misread it." He half covered his mouth as he remembered something and whispered: "What I told you, you Don't tell anyone that I told you."

"Why?" Gao Xu wondered.

"You can't usually talk about this matter with others. I'll chat with you if you can come here. Anyway, don't say that I said it." The scarred man looked at the few people he brought, A bald man waved at him.

"Hey little brother, please remember, my brother is calling me, I'll go there first." The scarred man walked away on his feet after finishing speaking.

Gao Xu looked at him strangely as he joined the migrant workers, glanced at him from time to time and then waved at him.

Gao Xu nodded politely, and then looked at Shidong's brows furrowed tightly. An Qiu actually had to stay inside to guard the tomb for three days, so he had to find a way to find him.

Just as he was thinking, the stone cave door opened from the inside, and the village chief and Grandpa An came out, and the stone cave door quickly closed again.

Gao Xu quickly walked up to Grandpa An and said urgently, "Grandpa, where is An Qiu?"

Grandpa An continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back: "Go down the mountain and talk to you."

Gao Xu squinted at the cave, wishing he could go in and find An Qiu now, God knows if it would be dangerous for An Qiu to stay inside for three whole days.

Grandpa An seemed to have seen his worry early on and said, "Don't worry, Kid Qiu will be fine."

Gao Xu held back and clenched his fists, but had no choice but to follow Grandpa An, but he turned around every step of the way, always worried.

The village head and the others took the scarred man and they left first, and Grandpa An led Gao Xu away. After a while, the wind and rain in the mountains suddenly became stronger, with lightning and thunder, strong winds, and a few weak flashlights in the dark. The light had already gone out, and several trees in the forest were bent and snapped at the sound, standing in front of them, as if they didn't want them to go down the mountain.

On the other side, there was no sound in the stone room.

An Qiu looked at the closed walls all around with anxiety, the dim candlelight made people feel oppressed and breathless.

There is also the spirit card on the table in front, which is so simple that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

It would be great if Gao Xu was here, I don't know what will happen if he knows that he can't get out, that guy always does what he wants.

"Hey, An Qiu, are you okay?" Zhang Ping looked at An Qiu in a daze and stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Ha, you must have been scared stupid." Liu Shang looked at An Qiu mockingly, leaned against the desk, took an apple and bit it.

An Qiu looked at him displeased, he really didn't like him.

"Brother Liu, that is an offering that cannot be eaten casually." Li Dali said that he could not understand his disrespectful appearance.

"Yes, I heard that eating other people's offerings will shorten your life span." Zhang Ping also said.

An Qiu looked at them and frowned. Everyone "woke up" just now, and they were indifferent to the status quo, as if they planned to stay here for three days.

Is he the only one who feels that something is wrong?No, there is another person who should feel the same way.

He turned his head to look at Fang Tong, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded and his eyes closed, not speaking. He hadn't been "hypnotized" just now, and was awake just like him.

Suddenly Fang Tong felt something and looked at him. An Qiu got up and wanted to walk towards him, but Liu Shang said: "Those old men didn't leave anything for us. If you're hungry, why don't you eat this? Do you think we haven't passed three days?" Are you going to starve to death?"

"I won't starve to death, I don't need to eat here." Zhang Ping whispered.

An Qiu immediately looked at Zhang Ping strangely: "What do you mean?"

Li Dali also said: "Yes, my grandfather also said that the time here is stagnant, and people will not feel any physiological needs."

"Yeah, otherwise there's nothing here, maybe going to the toilet... nothing." Zhang Ping blushed a little embarrassedly as he said.

Liu Shang snorted: "So what." He said and took another bite of the apple in his hand.

An Qiu's expression was an inconceivably surprised look with his mouth wide open. Time was stagnant, he didn't need to eat, he didn't need to go to the toilet, it made his head go crazy.

Thinking of him as a materialist, these mysterious things make him feel ridiculous, and his master has never told him anything, so let him not leave this stone room...

"Do you believe it?" An Qiu swallowed.

"Trust me, actually I knew it was not an ordinary tomb sweeping when I went up the mountain this time, and I also know a little bit about Anyang Mountain." Li Dali said.

Zhang Ping nodded: "An Qiu, don't be afraid, the time is fast, it's only three days, nothing will happen here."

An Qiu's black line is down, why do you think he is afraid, although he is really uneasy in his heart, he always feels that something will happen.

Thinking about walking to Fang Tong and asking him, "You know, it must be more than that simple."

Fang Tong glanced at him: "Why do you ask that?"

An Qiu was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Ping and Li Dali and whispered in his ear: "Because you have not been hypnotized. This matter must not be simple."

Fang Tong felt the slightly itchy warm breath and turned his head: "I don't know."

An Qiu will be completely stunned, you don't know what! ?

"Like what they said, just stay here quietly for three days," Fang Tong saw his blank expression and couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead.

An Qiu covered his forehead and tilted his head to look at him! ! ! ? ?

Why does this action feel so familiar?

He stretched out his hand and pointed at him suspiciously: "As expected, I have seen you somewhere!"

Fang Tong shrugged and said nothing.

"Tsk, you've changed your target so quickly. The one outside just saw you like this, so he must have drunk a few vats of vinegar." Liu Shang suddenly walked over and looked at An Qiu playfully and said.

An Qiu listened harshly: "Hey, what are you talking about, can you say something that pleases your ears?"