After returning to the room, Wu and I told Uncle Yi what I found, and I could not imagine that Uncle No. 2 had not been particularly surprised, and perhaps he had expected this.

The uncle said to Wu, "It seems that you really want to have a good exchange with the boss and mother to see if you can find the genealogy of his husband's family, maybe there will be a portrait in the genealogy, if it looks the same as the zombie seen by graphite, it proves that the feng shui of this hotel is only arranged by their ancestors for their own eternal life."

I listened to my uncle and had a cold heart.

Like two zombies, how can it be immortal even if the body is never rotten?

If it were me, it would be like that, and it had been sealed on the floor above, it would have been better to die and be buried underground and rotten into mud.

The three of us did not rest well last night, and after lunch, my uncle and I were lying in bed and asleep.

It was not until dark that I was awakened by Wu, and the second uncle sat at the table with a dilapidated paper book in his hand, and the cover of the book read "Lin's genealogy" a few words, which seemed to be the genealogy of the hotel's boss's family.

I looked over and saw that on the page opened by my uncle, there was a dry old man in a robe and a small hat.

The old man looked as dry as the man I had seen last night, but looked completely different.

“This old man is not a zombie!”

My words didn't fall, and the uncle nodded, "I know he's not that zombie."

With that, the uncle turned the page again, but there was another man painted below, but it was not an old man, only more than thirty years old.

Although the person in the portrait is a little fat, I still recognize it at a glance, this person is the zombie I saw on the fourth floor!

"What?This is a zombie, isn’t it?”

The uncle saw me nod and pointed to the words below the portrait and said, "The second ancestor is under the yuan, and the thirty-one-year-old is dead."

I took the genealogy from my uncle, turned to the previous page, and saw the words written on it: "The first sister told the people of the world, seventy-three-year-old pawn."

That is to say, this is the son of the old man in the first portrait, who died at the age of thirty-one, but he was afraid that he would die earlier than his old son.

At this time, the door was opened, and the bodyguards, the driver and Zhang Xuyang came in to ask us to go to dinner together.

Zhang Xuyang was a little afraid of his uncle and Wu, but perhaps because he was about the same age as me, he could say a few words to me, saw the genealogy I was holding in his hand, and then came up to me, and then exclaimed, “This old man is the one I saw in the tavern!”

I was surprised in my heart, if this portrait is really the old man, wouldn't it be that he was the father of the man and the zombie above?Who is that female zombie?

I asked my uncle this question, and my uncle found a text from the genealogy to show me.

It turns out that the genealogy said that the ancestor Lin Tianmin, can be said to be middle-aged son, 38 years old only gave birth to a son, from childhood is very precious.

When the son was thirty-one years old, his father was seriously ill, and the son went to the temple because of filial piety, and made a wish to take the father by his own body and bear the pain for his father.

In fact, before, people said that life is 70 rare, and the old man who lived to 70 at that time was a high life, but perhaps because he was too filial piety, his son always felt that his father could live a long time.

Later, the son did not know where to find a feng shui master, said that the hotel's feng shui yang is too strong, is the cause of the old man's illness, as long as the change of feng shui, his disease will be cured.

Therefore, the Lin family spent no idea how much money, the street in front of the hotel into a seven-star arch month pattern.

Soon after, Lin Tianmin's illness was good.

However, shortly after the whole family was happy, Lin Yuanfang and his wife, Lin Yuanfang, Lin Tianmin's son, suddenly died.

Lin Tianmin lived another two years and then died.

I asked Wu how this genealogy got, and he made a grudge: "It's not that people sacrificed their color!"

Damn, this guy is totally cheap and selling well.

The uncle gave Wu a task, asking him to go to the boss's wife again and ask him where the cemetery of the Lin family was.

I understand what Uncle meant to see if there were any bodies in the tombs of Lin Tianmin and Lin Yuanfang.

I don't know what means Wu used, and soon came back, saying that he had asked the location of Lin's grave.

After we had dinner, we drove out of the car, we were going to the Lin family cemetery, the boss's mother ran out, and asked Wu where to go, and it seemed that he wanted to go with us.

I said to Wu, “Brother, do you want to enjoy the world of the two people with the boss?”Let's go with a few of us."

Wu looked back at me and told the boss that we had a business to talk about, and she went back with some trepidation.

Half an hour later, we came to a hillside in the wild and saw a cemetery, which should be the Lin family cemetery.

In general, the graves of the elders will be in the throne, and the graves of the descendants will be in the inferior position, and we have Wu's hand as a feng shui master, and it is easy to find the tombs of Lin Tianmin and Lin Yuanfang.

The bodyguard took out the tools from the trunk of the car, and we took a few hands and soon dug up Lin Tianmin's tomb.

To tell the truth, digging people's ancestral graves, that is not a good thing, we are also afraid of being found when we dig, good here is very remote, and no one comes.

The soil was dug up, revealing a wooden coffin, and after more than a hundred years, the coffin was almost rotten.

We easily opened the coffin cover, Zhang Xuyang was scared to hide far away, for fear that a zombie would jump out of the coffin.

It turned out that there were not only no zombies, not even a single bone, only a few rotten clothes.

We think it is good that the grave of the ancestors of the Lin family is indeed a crown, and there is no body in it.

This also confirms our view that the strange ghost old man, it is Lin Tianmin, no doubt that there must be no body in his son's grave, and has long since become a zombie.

So, does Lin Zhengfang's death have anything to do with Lin Tianmin?

At this time, suddenly a cloudy wind blew up, we only felt cold bones, and got a goosebump.

My uncle said, “Not good!”I don't know where to take out a peach sword, jump, want to jump out of the tomb, but there is a dark shadow falling from the air, lightning generally hit the uncle's body.

The peach sword in the uncle's hand waved sharply and collided with the dark shadow in the air.

"Bombing" a loud noise, the soil we just dug out of the city has fallen, splashed a few of us are on the body.

The bodyguard and the driver, as well as Zhang Xuyang, were still on the edge of the tomb, saw the uncle being attacked, the bodyguard picked up the spade, and shot hard at the dark shadow, but the uncle shouted: "Don't hit it, you quickly withdraw!"

The bodyguard's movements were very rapid, the uncle's words were too late to export, only to hear "bite", the spade shot on that dark shadow, the iron spade head even broke, but the black shadow flew to the bodyguard's head.

The uncle's hand was raised, and a fire flew by, but he could not throw a yellow character between the hairs.

The yellow character "snip" on the black shadow, only heard a "squeak" scream, the dark shadow shook, did not attack the bodyguard's head, but fell on his shoulder, only heard a crisp sound, the bodyguard's mouth made a twist and scream, the shoulder should be broken by the black shadow.

Zhang Xuyang and the driver were horrified and shouted, crawling behind the mound we dug out.

The shadow hovered in the air, did not stop, and flew in the distance, because there were trees all around, and we could not see where it was going.

My uncle jumped out of the tomb first, and Wu and I followed behind him.

“Since you are here, please come and meet.”

My uncle’s peach-wood sword was guarded in front of him and cried out.

No uncle said I can also guess, from the dark shot to us, it should be the old man.

A small figure suddenly appeared from the night, as if standing there, I only felt that a cloudy wind hit, can not help but take a few steps back, almost tripped by the underground hoe.

“Hunt, with a few of you dare to dig my grave, don’t you know that digging people’s graves is corrupt?”

The old man said as he walked away to us.

I finally saw that this mysterious old man was very similar to the portrait on the Lin family tree, but it looked more old.

In the old man's hand, he held a dark red pottery pot, which should be the shelter of the little devil he raised.

Although he was still five or six meters away from us, the bloody breath emanating from the pottery made me almost spit out.

But the uncle did not dare to carelessly, holding a peach-wood sword in one hand, and took out a yellow character in his left hand and snorted coldly: "If it is a generally good person, we will naturally not dig his grave."But if a person can harm his own son and daughter-in-law for his so-called eternal imagination, is he still a man?What evil will it be to dig his grave?”

Hearing the words of Uncle II, the old man was furious, his hand was lifted, and a few small shadows flew out of his sleeve, and shot the three of us.

When the dark shadow bursts out the sharpness of the air, the situation is extremely fast, although I have not made any great progress in cultivating the yin and yang skills these days, I also know that this is a thing condensed by the yin, called the "yin ice needle".

My uncle naturally did not dare to let me pick this ice needle, and the peach wood sword in his hand picked twice, and took the ice needle in front of him and me.

But at this moment, the shadow that had just attacked us reappeared, and this time the target was me.

I could see clearly that this dark shadow came out of the pottery in the old man's hand and came to me in the blink of an eye.

The shadow is the appearance of a small baby, but the head is very large, and there is not a trace of black in the eyes, it is a white.