Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Meicun is located at the foot of an unknown mountain. Plum trees are planted around and around the village. Some plum trees are old and vigorous, with staggered roots, at least hundreds of years old.

But now is not the season for plum blossoms. A plum tree branch with leafy leaves is another scenery.

At night, Meicun was quiet, not even a family with a light on. After all, it was after midnight, and there was no nightlife in the wild in this mountain village. The villagers fell asleep early.

Ning Tao flew from the head of the village to the end of the village with a gun in the flesh, and soon saw a person standing under a plum tree.

To be precise, it is a corpse, an old man's body, which looks sick and dead, and the scar left by the operation is clearly visible on the neck. The joint is not removed, and blood and pus are leaking out of the seam. Very embarrassing.

The horse face had long been waiting.

Ning Tao lowered the shot, and a family of four shot down from the meat. The three wives were also polite, and performed an ancient woman's blessing on the horse. Jiang Hao didn't want to do this blessing, but when Qing Qing and Bai Jing saw the horse face saluting, she could only do one blessing.

The first tiger of Ning's family cannot lose the courtesy.

Ma said with a smile: "Oops, the three brothers and sisters are not polite, they are all family members, so you'll be out of sight."

The Ningjia Sanhu just smiled, although he didn't say it on his mouth, but the look seemed to be saying that the ghost was with you as a family.

Ning Tao opened the door to see the mountain authentically: "Brother Ma, where is the grave of Mei Fei you said? Take me there."

"Okay, come with me." The horse turned and led the way.

Ning Tao led his three wives to follow the horse.

A mountain path came to an end, and a group of five came to a forest of plums. This Meilin is even more ancient. Hundreds of thousands of years old plum trees can be seen everywhere, and some of the trunks have rotted half, but still tenaciously alive.

After walking a little further, the horse stopped in front of a mound.

The mound was covered with weeds, and there were a few clumps of wild chrysanthemums, which bloomed beautifully.

Horse face pointed at the mound and said, "Here, this is the princess buried in this mound. The **** who buried her that year did not set a monument to Mei princess because she was worried that Yang Guifei was upset. On the contrary, Mei Fei's tomb was protected. No grave robber has come here to dig the tomb for more than a thousand years, and the funerary items in this tomb are still well preserved. "

Mei Fei's body, the funeral of that era, and the plum tree here are actually coordinates of the time and space involved in the past.

Ning Tao said: "It shouldn't be too late, I'll go down."

Ma Nian said, "Not in a hurry, let's talk about the advanced tomb."

"Does Brother Ma mean in the grave?" Ning Tao asked.

Ma Nian said, "If you want to get involved in the time and space of the ruins you want to go to, the best place is only in the grave. Although there are plum trees planted in the year, it is also next to Mei Fei's grave. , But there is no shelter here, even if there is the breath and energy left behind, it has already drifted with the wind. "

Ning Tao certainly understands what Ma Mian said, and he also made a decision: "Then dig the grave."

But without waiting for the Ning family's three tigers to dig the tomb, a person crawled behind the mound, a mess of silver hair, a dirty linen clothes, and the wrinkles on his face were like the bark of a thousand-year-old tree. Wrinkled.

Isn't this old man Meng Jiaorong who opened a ghost shop?

Meng Jiaorong got up from the ground, reached out and patted the mud on his body, and then said, "Go up, the tunnel has been dug, you can go down."

Ma Nian nodded slightly: "I see, you can go back."

Meng Jiaorong slowly walked out of the forest. When she passed Ning Tao, she said in a husky voice: "Young man, your Yangshou is much shorter. Whenever you come to sit in my shop, I'll give you a bowl of noodle soup, hehe hehe. "

Ning Tao just smiled indifferently, but did not answer. This old lady's eyes are poisonous, and even such things can be seen. But looking back, this old lady opened a ghost shop, and all the contacts were ghosts, and she had to send the ghosts of the world down, so she developed a golden eye in this regard, which is also normal.

The three tigers of the Ning family looked at Meng Jiaorong with discomfort. How could this damned wife just escape their three ears? However, this bad wife just told the facts and didn't have any excessive words. People still helped to dig the tunnel here. Although they were unhappy in their three hearts, they couldn't say anything about them.