Chapter 303 A Woman Wearing A Stone Mask

"King of labor, your two grandsons were killed half a month ago!"

When the young man finished his sentence, he fell into a dead silence in the dark.

Suddenly, without warning!

There was a sudden gust of wind in the mountainside.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you say anything fake, I'll break your neck."

An old, dull voice sounded in the dark wind, coming from one of the coffins on the pile of corpses. It seemed to be suppressing anger as he spoke with a grim tone word by word.

"In front of King of labor, I dare not lie. Your two grandchildren were indeed beaten to death half a month ago!"

...

Still at the seventy-two gates of hell.

In the dark,

As time passed by,

Except for the piles of corpses and the icy fire on both sides of the channel, only the sound of waves washing away from time to time was left.

Sand, sand, there was the sound of footsteps on the sand and stone floor, walking on the soft sand and stone floor. Soon after, the mysterious young man returned.

There was nothing unusual about him.

It seemed that he had returned safely.

Clatter... The water was above her ankles. After wading for a distance, the young man saw the boat again, and the man on the boat in the shroud that only the dead would wear.

It seemed that the boatman had been waiting for the young man to return.

It was the same old rule. When the young man got on the boat, he covered his eyes with a cloth strip again. Then, as the boat swayed left and right, and the sound of waves hitting the boat, the boat in the cave and waterway seemed to have returned the same way.

In the waterway that returned the same way, those noises could still be heard, and something was crawling on both sides of the cliff.

Something below the surface of the water swam quickly, churning up the sound of huge waves.

Strange noises were heard from above.

The young man was silent and did not move. He silently calculated the time in his heart and consulted the time of his first visit. He calculated that there was still one third of the way to the waterway. Dong!

The boat suddenly floated down, just like the previous time, as if something had boarded the boat. There were footsteps and breathing sounds on the boat.

But this time it was different. After a while, the sound of footsteps did not leave like the first time, but the young man approaching the bow...

When I don't know how long it took,

A small boat sailed through the thick fog on the river.

Thud... The hull collided lightly with the bank of the river and the hull stopped.

"We have reached the shore." The voice of the boatman came from the stern.

However, no one got off the boat.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind from the river blew past and the thick fog was blown away. The young man who had been standing on the bow had somehow left only his lower body below his waist still stained! The upper part of his body had been eaten, and the flesh on the wound seemed to have been torn by some fierce beast. The blood and flesh were blurry, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

...

A day later,

At sunset.

It was a remote village, but before it was time to buy fruits and melons, it was rare for a truck with an out-of-town license plate to enter the village today.

The van with an out-of-town license plate finally stopped at the door of a family at the west entrance of the village.

Then two big men came down from the driver's seat and began to lift an ice coffin out of the truck.

A nearby villager saw this scene and was about to gather around to watch the fun, but at this moment, the door of the villager's house opened, and came out with a young man and grandson. After driving away the surrounding villagers, the two big men carried the ice coffin into the house.

About ten minutes later, the two men drove out of the village without stopping after settling the ice coffin.

Wang Chengcai just went to high school this year. His parents died early, and he grew up with his grandfather. Every town in the vicinity respected his grandfather very much. If anyone died or died, they would invite his grandfather to preside over the funeral, especially the elderly, especially his grandfather.

Even before he died, it was indicated that he wanted his grandfather to preside over the funeral after his death.

The reason why the elders in the vicinity respected his grandfather was because his grandfather was a zombie. However, with the reform and opening up, and with the smooth cement roads and small cars in the villages, the industry of the back of the corpse craftsman, which had been passed down from ancient times, had gradually lost its name.

But the old people believed this the most. They all thought that his grandfather was a man of great ability, so even now, they came to his grandfather to preside over the funeral, so that they could be buried in peace.

However, today's grandpa looked very strange and serious.

All because of an ice coffin delivered today.

Wang Chengcai, who happened to be at home after school, watched his grandfather take the two truck drivers out. Out of curiosity, he subconsciously came to the ice coffin and peeked at the people in the ice coffin through the transparent well cover.

In the ice coffin lay a woman. Looking at her fair skin, she seemed to be a very young woman.

He was probably in his twenties.

It was such a jealous beauty to die so young. Wang Chengcai lamented that he wanted to see the features of the woman in the ice coffin, but he was stunned. The woman wore a Huang Daxian stone mask on her face.

However, this Huang Daxian mask was a little strange. There was a piece of the mask that looked like a piece of mosaic, but later it was inlaid, slightly different from the color of the surrounding, which took up about a third of the area.

Just as Wang Chengcai was looking at the stone face on the woman's face, his grandfather, who had sent the driver back, saw Wang Chengcai lying beside the ice coffin and immediately scolded him nervously, "You little brat, you don't want to die! Hurry up and leave the ice coffin. Have you never seen a woman in eight lifetimes? Can you see the person in the ice coffin?"

Wang Chengcai, who had not even grown enough fur on his lips, curled his lips in disapproval, "Isn't it just a corpse? What's the big deal?"

"When you were a child, grandpa, you presided over the funeral for someone else's house. You went there all night long. I followed grandpa by your side. I've seen these corpses a lot."

However, grandpa was so scared that his face trembled, "My little ancestor, ah, you don't have to torment my old bones once, is it so difficult?"

"The people in this ice coffin are different from those who died in the past. If you don't say a word, maybe we can live together tonight."

Wang Chengcai looked at the expression on his grandfather's face, but it didn't look fake. Then he looked at the woman wearing a strange stone mask in the ice coffin next to him and became more curious, "Grandpa, why did someone suddenly send a woman's body to our house for no reason?"

Silence,

Grandpa sighed, "It's time to come. I haven't been able to hide for the rest of my life."

Then he looked at Wang Chengcai with a very serious face, and as a solemn reminder to his last words, he said, "A Cheng, grandpa is going to do his old work again tonight. He is going to carry the body of the woman in the ice coffin. Grandpa has a few words to tell you, you must remember them well. Don't miss one."

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