The tomb that the uncle of the master mentioned is the one under the water.

When Qiu Laoliu said that there was a tomb under the water, Uncle Master's reaction was that this guy was crazy.

Who is so full that he built his tomb at the bottom of the water? From a Feng Shui perspective, isn’t this making it impossible for the owner of the tomb to be peaceful and his home is flooded, so can he sleep peacefully?

Unless the owner in the tomb is a fish!

But who would mobilize a large tomb to build such a large tomb for a fish? If it was a means of sealing the tomb, this method has only been seen in myths and legends, how could it be seen in the remote area of ​​Ningcheng?

Look, even the uncle couldn't help but complain that Ningcheng was a remote place... In Qin Mu's eyes, this was so fucking that he couldn't shit. The ghost knew why Chonghua took root in this ghost place.

However, the lieutenant in front of him swore that there was a tomb in the water. The uncle was so angry that he replied casually, "Yes, he had seen the coffin."

He did see the coffin, but who knows if the coffin is related to the tomb below? Maybe it is the owner of the tomb?

When the uncle mentioned the coffin, his aura changed, becoming as timid as a mouse, and his whole body trembled. Qin Mu was wondering whether to tell the person in front of him that the owner of the coffin had been peeled off. Perhaps he would not have such a strong aura to force Qin Mu. Thinking about the old monk's eyes before, Qin Mu felt his little heart thumping around now.

Why can't Qin Mu feel it when he heard the terrifying old monk's depiction? Could it be that Honglian's aura was too strong? It covered up the aura of the corpse king, which made Qin Mu feel it at all?

At that time, Qiu Laoliu also brought a news that subverted his cognitive view, that is, recently, the tomb under the water could not be suppressed and was about to surface.

This news made Uncle Master feel that what was standing in front of him was a big fool, and the fool also said that he wanted to take Uncle Master to come and tent, and someone fell in love with his skills.

Tantan? I'm afraid it's not just Tantan. It's just turning the tomb upside down and taking away countless treasures!

But isn’t this tomb sealed with water? Why does it take the initiative to surface? Are you not afraid of being coveted?

But these issues were ignored by the uncle, because Qiu Laoliu brought something that he was very interested in, and he was moved!

"Actually, I have already broken the precepts." Uncle Master did not have any taboos as if he was relieved, but at that time he was indeed moved, which caused the subsequent disaster to be endless: "So, I, the ancient Buddha of Qinglantern, stayed here hard in this life, just to atone for the sins."

"I am guilty. And I am very guilty." Uncle Master made a knot with a word, and two lines of turbid tears flowed out from his eyes without eyes.

This was the second time Qin Mu saw him crying. The first time he saw it was relieved and happy, but the tears shed this time were indeed blood-red.

These are two lines of blood and tears.

Qin Mu has seen a lot of blood and tears. Generally, ghosts shed such tears when they confess their past. Such tears have been said before, because ghosts do not have tear glands, they themselves cannot shed tears. These tears are for the unforgettable things in their lifetime, and are tears that they will never feel in their lifetime.

Qin Mu couldn't help but become curious. After the old man was silent for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "What kind of thing is that will make you moved?"

"It's a sin," the old monk said when he heard Qin Mu's question, "It's a sin, it's a fate. The one that Qiu Laoliu brought was a hand."

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously: "What hand?"

"One hand." Qin Mu was shocked by the old monk's answer. He couldn't understand that if this uncle became a monk, he would definitely have no nostalgia for things in the world. He thought that what would make him moved must be something like a treasure. After all, in the spiritual world, monks and Taoists with high cultivation levels may be indifferent to tens of millions and billions of people in front of him, but in front of those treasures, it is probably no different from ordinary people in the world.

In fact, no one can avoid greed, anger, and ignorance.

Not moved is just because the things given are not enough to make people move.

But this old monk was already the kind of person who saw through the world. If Qin Mu said something like a treasure, such as heaven and earth, he could understand it. As a result, this guy opened his mouth and turned out to be a heavy-tasting thing, which made Qin Mu look at the old monk with a little wrong look.

Some people like to eat a certain part of the food, for example, some people like to eat chicken feet, but they have never heard of some psychics like hands.

"Ahem, maybe you can't understand." Perhaps you couldn't feel Qin Mu's breath, and the old monk coughed twice awkwardly.

Qin Mu said bluntly, "I really can't understand."

"I'll show you it'll know." The old monk grinned and pulled out a bitter smile. Qin Mu seemed a little sad.

He bent down and fumbled under the table in front of him for a while, took out a wooden box from it, and placed it carefully on the table, "That's it."

Qin Mu swallowed, and he asked uncertainly: "Is this?"

"Yes, if you take apart, you will know why I am so moved." In order to gain recognition, the old monk either did not let Qin Mu treat himself as a pervert, or for other reasons, he actually took out the things he had worked hard to get. Is he sure that Qin Mu would not touch his things?

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, rubbing the ink-colored box for a while, and finally made up his mind to open it. In fact, what he feared the most was that once it was opened, there was a bloody paw lying inside, so he would not eat lunch later, anyway, he would not be able to eat it.

Being mentally prepared, Qin Mu carefully opened the box.

A strap was tied next to the box and a dead knot was tied, which looked a bit similar to a box that usually contains bracelets. The dead knot seemed to be still there for a certain period of time. It was covered in dust when it moved, and it was even a little greasy to the touch.

A ridiculous idea appeared in Qin Mu's head. Could it be that the old monk never opened it again after he got it and inspected it?

After being useless for a long time, he finally untied the dead knot. Qin Mu was most upset when he was in the ordinary day. Now it was just a dead knot, which made him want to cut the rope outside directly. Of course, if the other party didn't mind.

As soon as the box was opened, a smell of mold that had been left for a long time came out. Qin Mupou slapped a few times, but the blood that had expected in his mind did not appear.

The monk was right. This was a human hand, but a human hand carved from wood.
Chapter completed!