Horror Anchor Who Emerged From Hell

In the middle of the night, in a mountain valley surrounded by mountains, a group of young and strong men were all screaming and calling for their mothers.

As for Lao Huang, who opened the coffin, he froze on the spot, his eyes opened angrily, and his mouth opened wide.

He seemed to have lost his soul in an instant, standing motionless.

Everyone stepped back, and the audience in the live broadcast room looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment just like them.

There was a person sitting in the open coffin.

He looks so small, with dry cheekbones and bulging cheekbones. His entire face was pitch black, with sunken eye sockets.

The sparse white hair was stuck behind his head, like a mummy.

"Grandpa, he died fifty years ago, right?"

Finally, someone had the courage to say something, and his words made everyone's bodies tremble violently.

Yes, my grandfather has been dead for decades, but he is sitting in the coffin, and his body has not rotted!

And...and when people are buried, they should be lying in the coffin. Why are they sitting?

Lao Huang swallowed his saliva in big mouthfuls. He was really scared tonight.

Things happened one after another, and he thought he would be somewhat numb when faced with scary things again.

He was wrong, absolutely wrong, his courage was not fat enough at all. At that moment, the old grandfather almost scared him to the point of peeing.

"It's weird that his body can naturally decay because it's blocking the path to the underworld. It's completely normal that his body hasn't rotted now."

Jiang Ye explained the reason very calmly, and Lao Huang felt better when he heard that it was a normal reaction.

"My grandfather died when he was more than a hundred years old, and he was already withered. That is to say, he can still sit in the coffin in this state, but ordinary people cannot sit down at all." Old Huang bravely said something, Then he walked towards the coffin.

As expected by Jiang Ye, the coffin was filled with statues of gods, all hanging close to the sides of the coffin.

Furthermore, the grandfather sitting in the coffin was holding a clay statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in his hands.

No wonder Grandpa Luo said that the ancestor of the Ji family was an old god from all over the country. He could see the ways of the underworld and block the formations of the underworld. This ability could only be achieved by people like him who had lived for hundreds of years. Only old people know.

It was quiet again around the tomb, and it took almost a minute or two before someone suddenly shouted: "So, is it true that our grandfather is causing harm to the village?"

Lao Huang said nothing, and everyone else gritted their teeth.

Most people know the legend of Junshan Reservoir, but only Lao Huang and Grandpa Luo know that something bigger happened in Junshan Reservoir in 1969.

This cemetery must have been chosen by the ancestor during his lifetime. He cut off the way to death for those who came after him. Can the ancestors buried in the surrounding mountains not be exploded?

He died on New Year's Eve in 1968. During the Qingming Festival in 1969, candlelight burned all over the mountain for many hours.

This is the ancestors on the mountain telling the younger generations that someone is causing trouble.

However, no one thought about it, and people even blew out the candlelight.

Sometimes the light at night is not a bad omen, but maybe a bright light.

But people don’t understand that blowing out the candlelight means cutting off the road. How can those who blow out the candles have peace?

"Take the body out and put it aside to be burned tomorrow. Sprinkle seven miles of paper money forward and backward on his tomb. As long as there are relatives buried here in these ten miles and eight villages, they will be notified one after another while scattering money. Burn the paper and call the deceased relatives to get out of the body quickly.”

Jiang Ye ordered Lao Huang, how could the villagers who came over dare to refute what he said?

The old grandfather who had not rotted for fifty years had already explained everything, and when he took out the old grandfather's body and tore off the paintings of gods and clay sculptures of Ksitigarbha, there was a strong wind in the forest.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The wind blows into the forest and makes a sound like someone crying.

The sound was scary, but lights appeared inexplicably on the surrounding mountains.

First there was one point, then two points, then three points, and finally the mountains and plains were filled with light points!

In the nearest Luojia Village, an old man walked out of the house shakily on a cane. When he saw the light all over the mountains and plains, tears flowed out.

"Fifty years, exactly fifty years, this mountain is bright again!"

"Dad, it was not your fault back then!"

Grandpa Luo didn’t know what happened to Junshan Reservoir, but there was a saying that one knows destiny at fifty. Grandpa Luo was now eighty-six, and he seemed to see his father in those light spots.

This was a mysterious feeling. He didn't know why he came. He only knew that his eyes were staring at a little light in it.

After watching it for a long time, those light spots flew up and flew behind Junshan Reservoir.

Grandpa Luo saw it more clearly. The light gradually faded away. More and more people in the village came out, and they were all alarmed.

Just like Grandpa Luo, people feel a very intimate feeling from those light spots.

People looked at each other and couldn't understand why.

But the audience in the live broadcast room thought of something and asked: "Anchor, these light spots are not the people who died nearby in 69 years, are they?"

Jiang Ye didn't say yes or no, he just smiled and said: "From now on, the Junshan Reservoir will be in peace."

"Look, there are really more and more light spots. It's so mysterious and fantastic."

"The guy upstairs, right? Do you still want to sigh how beautiful it is? Think about Lao Huang, who used grapefruit leaves to take a bath and his face was all over the basin. Don't you think it's so mysterious and fantastic?"

Lao Huang fell to the ground and cried loudly. Only he understood the feeling of surviving the disaster.

He was the only one who had been at the center of this incident. Now that he heard Jiang Ye personally say that the Junshan Reservoir was peaceful, he couldn't hold back his emotions.

Someone called home and asked for money to send joss sticks and paper.

The news spread to ten and hundreds, and more and more people from all over the country gathered at Junshan Reservoir.

But at this moment, Lao Huang saw someone slowly crawling out from the side of his fish pond. That figure looked so familiar.

It’s Xiao Feifei!

Not long after Xiao Feifei landed, another figure climbed out. It was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Following that, if Grandpa Luo was there, he would be able to recognize some people, such as the girl named Tingfang, and the young man named Erdong...

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