Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 492 Zhao Family Ancestral Tomb
The old man's screams didn't last long. In a moment, he fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

This was his own fault. Even he himself had never treated ghosts as ghost slaves. With the way he was doing things, even if he hadn't met Xiao Ran, his entire family would have been in trouble in the future. It would be better for him to die now.

It's just this matter... the company...

Xiao Ran casually put the corpse into the [Yin Bing Gourd]. Anyway, there were no cameras in a place like the cemetery, so the disappearance of a person was not a big deal, especially at this time.

“Grandpa Zhao, what are you going to do next?”

"Let's go."

Mr. Zhao still didn't explain, and just took Xiao Ran deeper into the cemetery.

As he walked, he said, "This place was originally a wasteland, but in fact, this place is our family's ancestral property."

"Your family?"

"From east to west, it was about 200 acres. Later it was no longer the land, but the title deed is still there."

"So big?" Xiao Ran said in surprise. No wonder the Zhao family lived a wealthy life even though they didn't have any property. Could it be that their family was a big landlord?
"Speaking of which, our families were once at their peak and were considered powerful in their own areas." When Master Zhao said this, he glanced at Xiao Ran and asked, seeing that he didn't say anything, "Why, you don't believe it?"

"I believe."

Xiao Ran nodded affirmatively.

Back then, the Zhou, Yang, Zhao, Li, Sun, and Xie families were indeed local tyrants in the Luoyang underworld.

Especially the first two families, they are rich and powerful.

Although the Zhao family is not that exaggerated, they are definitely not a pushover. It is not an exaggeration to say that if it were not for Li Jingqi's incident, these families would have joined forces and moved forward with the times. Nowadays, they would not dare to say that they can be regarded as chaebol capital, but their influence can definitely influence one side.

But Xiao Ran changed the subject: "However, Grandpa Zhao, you are right, our family does not seem to be included in this."

Their own method is to sew corpses, just like the Fang family's guillotine, neither is a way to make money.

If you get up early, you can still make a living by relying on your skills, but it becomes less and less possible as time goes by.

This cannot compare to the Zhou family and the Yang family's broad connections.

"Confused!"

Zhao Qingming understood what Xiao Ran meant, but he was very disdainful of her.

"Although your Xiao family is a corpse sewers, others may not know it, but how could I not know it? None of the four major Yin professions is easy to deal with. Not to mention the saying of the Yin Order of the Underworld, just talking about the craftsmanship, your grandfather's craftsmanship is not as simple as just sewing corpses. The Zhou family..."

Speaking of the Zhou family, Zhao Qingming suddenly paused, then changed his words and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about the Zhou family. Anyway, with your grandfather's craftsmanship, it's too easy for him to make a fortune. It's just that his temper and personality, hum!!"

Xiao Ran was a little surprised when he heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

If his grandfather was really just an ordinary corpse stitcher, where did all those favors in his box come from? It was just that people of his generation didn't value money that much.

As the two were talking, they arrived at the end of the cemetery.

Zhao Qingming glanced around the area. This place had changed a lot. He didn't know how many years it had been since he last came here. Moreover, it had been turned into a cemetery, so naturally there was no trace of the past.

But Zhao Qingming recognized the big rock in the distance.

When Zhao Qingming saw the big rock, his eyes lit up and he quickened his pace with Xiao Ran.

We walked around the big stone. The stone was more than ten meters high and was connected to a slope at the back. We didn't know how big it was. Anyway, they didn't move it when they built the cemetery, so we could see the weight of such a big stone.

Zhao Qingming circled around the stone and said, "It must be here."

He turned back to look at Xiao Ran, his expression became serious: "Wait, follow me inside. No matter what you see along the way, ignore it and don't say anything. Even if there are gold, silver and treasures in front of you, don't touch them. Those things are fake, otherwise I won't be able to save you when the time comes."

"Okay, Grandpa Zhao, don't worry, but you have to tell me where we are going, right? There is no other way around here."

Xiao Ran looked around and saw a desolate scene. Not to mention gold, silver and treasures, he saw nothing except the pile of garbage on the ground and a few graves not far away.

Even using the power of backtracking, I couldn't see anything different here.

Zhao Qingming took out two ghost pomegranates from his arms, gave one to Xiao Ran, and asked him to hold it in his palm: "Where it is, you will know later."

As he said this, Zhao Qingming was seen making seals with his hands, chanting a spell silently, then opening his hands and shaking his body as if he was performing a shamanic dance.

As the incantation Zhao Qingming chanted became louder and louder, Xiao Ran suddenly lowered his head and saw that the ghost pomegranate in his hand began to wriggle as if it were alive.

"Crack!"

The gray pomegranate peel cracked open, like a mouth, jumping up and down in Xiao Ran's hand, making sounds that ordinary people could not understand.

Then the pomegranate head twisted a few times, a pomegranate flower split open, and light blue flames began to emerge from it.

"Have it, follow me!"

Zhao Qingming said something to Xiao Ran, raised the ghost pomegranate in his hand and walked quickly forward. Seeing this, Xiao Ran hurriedly followed behind.

Zhao Qingming is not a human. He is very fast. Most people would not be able to keep up with him, but it is easy for Xiao Ran.

"Hey! You also know Qinggong?"

Zhao Qingming actually slowed down his pace. Seeing that Xiao Ran was not struggling at all, he couldn't help but have a new understanding of this kid's strength. Then he simply sped up, making sure that Xiao Ran would not fall behind. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as flying.

I saw two people holding ghost pomegranates and rushing straight into the bushes in front.

The moment they rushed into the bushes, the surrounding trees and weeds seemed to come alive and quickly retreated, making way for the two of them.

After walking a few steps forward, Xiao Ran discovered that there were many tombstones in the bushes.

He glanced at the tombstones and found that the people on them were all from the Zhao family.

"So this is your family's ancestral grave. Grandpa Zhao, you didn't bring me here to dig the grave, did you?"

Hearing Xiao Ran's joke, Master Zhao was surprised again at Xiao Ran's strength. The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details. The two of them were so fast, but Xiao Ran could still chat without taking a breath, which showed that his strength was extraordinary.

So he smiled and explained, "I'm not so poor as to bring outsiders to dig up my ancestral grave. I just came back to get something back from my grandma."

"Grandma Zhao!"

Xiao Ran was also a little surprised. He had seen this Grandma Zhao in the dream pool. She looked very kind, but according to his master, this Grandma Zhao was the number one witch in the Central Plains.

After so many years, this old lady is not still alive in the world of the living, right?
Thinking of this, Xiao Ran hurriedly asked: "Didn't you say that your grandma didn't learn the Yin Spirit?"

"Why do you have to learn Yin Shen? There are thousands of techniques and methods." After saying this, Master Zhao glanced at Xiao Ran and said, "Isn't your grandfather also stranded in the world of the living? But my grandmother is not?"

"Forehead……"

These words left Xiao Ran speechless.

The further they walked, the darker it became, and many houses appeared around them.

These houses are only half a meter high, like models, but there are a lot of them, and each household is made to look lifelike. Some of the houses have their doors open, and you can even see corn drying in the yard.

Xiao Ran initially thought that this was the Yin-Yang Road, but after careful observation, he found that it was not the case. The Yin-Yang Road was a space between Yin and Yang, a place where all things were annihilated. Everything was dead and completely different from here.

"Whose child is this? You are so handsome. Child, do you have a wife? Do you want me to find you one?"

An old lady with white hair appeared beside Xiao Ran, looked at him with kind eyes, and spoke to him.

But when he turned around, another old man came to Xiao Ran with a bamboo basket and said, "Child, have some eggs. They are freshly boiled. Eat them while they are hot."

As he said this, he opened the bamboo basket, and inside were eggs with red dots.

Xiao Ran ignored them and quickened his pace. The figures of these people gradually became blurred and eventually disappeared, but were replaced by more figures.

Just as Zhao Qingming had said before, they began to take out all kinds of treasures and handed them to Xiao Ran, including gold, silver, and jewelry, shining brightly with golden jewels.

Some of them were crying bitterly, saying that they died so suddenly that their children didn't even know they were dead, so they asked Xiao Ran to take a message to their families.

But Xiao Ran ignored him and followed Zhao Qingming all the way inside for about a hundred steps. Suddenly, the scene in front of him darkened and a huge tombstone appeared in front of them.

"Here is the place."

Zhao Qingming looked at the tombstone in front of him. There was only one word "Zhao" on the tombstone, standing in the shadow like a gate of heaven.

This is the Zhao family’s ancestral tomb, where his grandmother is buried.

Zhao Qingming placed the ghost pomegranate in his hand on the left side of the tombstone and signaled Xiao Ran to place the pomegranate in his hand on the right side of the tombstone.

"The Zhao family's tomb can only be opened by a living person, but can only be entered by a dead person. That's why I came here to find you."

Zhao Qingming explained to Xiao Ran.

In fact, the Zhao family has had dedicated gravediggers in every generation. This is a branch of the Zhao family. They live in a nearby village. The eldest wife is responsible for their food and drink expenses. They usually make a living by farming and never go anywhere.

But as time passed and the times changed, the Zhao family declined and this branch of the family was unable to pass on. Even if there were still people in this branch, they did not know how to open a tomb, and it was even unclear whether they would recognize Zhao Qingming as the eldest son.

So Zhao Qingming could only ask Xiao Ran to help him.

Xiao Ran looked at the tombstone in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "I didn't expect that there are so many unknown secrets outside the maze city." Faced with Zhao Qingming's request, Xiao Ran agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, what should I do?"

Zhao Qingming took out three incense sticks from his sleeves: "It's simple, light the incense with the life fire, turn the incense into spirit, and push the door open!"

(End of this chapter)