My name is Zuo Decai, I am fifty-eight years old this year. Many people have forgotten what I am called. People who know me now call me Zuo Sanye. If others call me that in the industry when I was young, I would be very happy. This is an honor.

If you want to talk about people, it doesn’t matter what you call them, it’s just a code name. I rank third among my peers. When I was a child, my parents and uncles called me San Jiazi. When I was an adult, my peers called me Zuo San. When I was young, I was very eager to become a leader in the industry. At a young age, I could be respected as Zuo Master as my husband. I would feel that I was very successful—or, I could call me Zuo San Jiazi.

In 1944, my uncles were arrested as strong men, leaving behind a group of women, children, elderly and weak at home. At that time, they couldn't have enough food. A whole family had a lot of people to raise. My grandfather, my father and I wanted to raise them in western Hunan, southern Hubei, and southeastern Guizhou. They were not like ordinary people doing farm work and labor. They often helped people catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits, and sometimes they would help find corpse craftsmen to earn some introduction fees. The transportation in western Hunan, especially in the deep mountains and forests has not been very convenient since ancient times. At that time, the corpse craftsmen were still very active. Of course, there is no corpse craftsmen now. Those who know how to do it are dead because of the war and subsequent criticism. Maybe there is, I don't know.

In 1952, the founding of New China was only at that time. My uncles who were arrested and the grandfathers died of illness. The bandits in western Hunan were rampant and the whole family still couldn't eat enough. My father and his father took our seven cousins ​​who had grown up to make a living in southwestern Hunan, southern Hubei, southeastern Guizhou, and northern Guizhou. The war had just passed, and there were many wandering ghosts, but few people paid for us to catch them. Everyone was poor, and few people could afford to let the corpse-driver bring relatives and friends who died unexpectedly in other places back to their hometowns. My father and my father and some corpse-driver began to take risks and rob tombs and treasure hunting.

That year, I was twenty-six years old and had two sons, the older one was eight years old and the younger one was just born. Before dawn that day, my father called me up.

"Last brother, we're leaving!" Dad shouted outside the house.

I didn't wake up my guests, so I walked out of the door after dressing. There were several people standing outside the house, my husband, my father, my six cousins, and three new faces.

Our team is so big that it is too eye-catching to set off during the day.

My husband was over 60 years old at that time, but he was still the command of our team. He raised his right hand and drew a peace talisman in the air, muttering something, then stamped his right foot, shook his right hand hard, and a blue flame flower appeared on the tip of my husband's right finger. My husband stared at the flame flower for a few seconds and said, "Get off!"

We headed southwest and walked all the way. We arrived at our destination ten days later - northern Guizhou is close to the western Hunan border, next to an ancient tomb.

It was noon, but the tomb was gloomy and powerful, and the trees on the top were covered as if it was almost dark.

If the Gong hadn't led the way in front, we might not have found this ancient tomb. When we approached just now, we were separated by a dense forest and we didn't know that there was an ancient tomb here. Under the command of the Gong, our brothers took out the crescent scythe and cut out a small path.

It was an ancient tomb that was said to be the Yelang era. When we arrived, there were already six people waiting around the tomb. There was also a newly opened path behind them. It seemed that they were coming from the other end.

The man in the leader was in his fifties. He walked up to say hello to my husband: "Master Zuo!"

I called my husband Zuo not because my husband was old, but because my husband made a name when he was young. Even my uncle didn’t get this title.

My husband nodded: "Old Li, these are all my children in the room behind me. These three are my old friends' children!"

Old Li glanced at us and said to my husband: "I am all my disciples here, and I can trust you!"

"Okay, if you want to scatter and urinate, hurry up. If you are hungry, hurry up and go to the ground. "My husband shouted to everyone.

My third cousin Zodley said to me: "Look at your husband's speech, let's stool and pee first..."

I said, "Brother, you can talk about these useless things all day and night. Wait until you can tell me what to do if I want to go down this time?"

"Come on the old rules, if you come to the top, they will also send someone to the top!" My father replied to me.

My cousin Zuo Deyu comforted me and told me not to worry. When my skills are home, I will naturally have the chance to go down first.

If you believe in ghosts, how can you improve your skills if you don’t give it a chance?

At this time, the man was doing the ancient tomb, while Lao Li was dancing an ugly dance and screaming next to him.

After a while, everyone was ready. After the master made the method, he directed everyone to use hoes and picks to dig. After half a day, they dug out a passage where one person could squat in. The entrance slope was facing downward, probably several meters deep, and then they encountered a stone slab.

Lao Li and his two apprentices spent more than half an hour prying the stone open. I was the youngest and I was not as good as my cousin's ability, so I was arranged to guard it with Xiao Li from Lao Li and others. Now, after so many years, Xiao Li has forgotten what he called.

So we didn't know what happened after prying the stone slab, and we only heard Lao Li say, "Safe, it's true, everyone can go in."

Xiao Li is seven years younger than me, and is the youngest among them.

After the husband and Lao Li entered the ancient tomb, we watched from the top. We had heard the sound of Mr. Lao Li telling everyone to pay attention, but later we couldn't hear it. We were chatting around, hoping that they would ask us to go down and move things soon.

"Brother Zuo, do you think there will be a lot of gold in this kind of tomb?" Xiao Li asked me.

I stared at the earthen buns that were several meters high. Although I could no longer see the appearance of the tomb, I guess there were many good treasures in it. But I heard from the Lord that the ancient Yelang country was a country a thousand or two years ago, so I was afraid that there would be more copper and jade products.

I was full of thoughts and answered him with sloppy eyes: "Then there must be many. You haven't married a guest yet. Then I will share a bunch of gold and marry a beautiful guest."

He laughed foolishly when he heard this. I think he must have a big girl he likes, otherwise he wouldn't have smiled so badly.

After a long time, a noisy sound came from the entrance of the cave. I thought that there would be no peers coming to the deep mountains and forests. I guess they were going to call us down to move things. I waved to Xiao Li and signaled him to go to the entrance of the cave with me.

The mud scattered at the entrance of the cave was covered with red cinnabar, which were all transported from it. I squatted into the entrance of the cave, and was about to shout a few softly.

"Decai! Run! Quick..."

I seemed to hear the voice of my cousin Zuo Deyu shouting anxiously.

I was about to turn around and call Xiao Li, but I turned my head too fast and hit Xiao Li's chest. Xiao Li slid down and fell on my back. We rolled into the hole and fell to the stone slab. The stone slabs were placed obliquely before, and I hit the stone slabs, which made my eyes look like Venus. Fortunately, we stopped us and did not roll into the tomb chamber directly.

I stretched my head and looked at the tomb. The stone slab was several meters away from the tunnel below. My father and the others left a rope on the hole. One end of the rope was tied to the stone slab just now. Maybe because of this, as they went down, the stone slab was pulled bit by bit and turned into a diagonal place.

I turned around and looked at Xiao Li suspiciously. He had a nosebleed and his chin was bleeding. I don’t know if his chin was also injured.

"Dad~Brother~" I shouted twice at the entrance of the cave.

After a while.

"Run! Quick--Run..."

A hoarse voice came from the entrance of the stone cave. I couldn't hear who it was. It was vaguely mixed with the roar of a monster. The instinct of fear scared Xiao Li and I to climb up with both hands and feet.

There was a rumbling sound behind us. We didn't dare to look back, so we climbed out of the hole in one breath and waited nervously.

We thought that it was very likely that a few of them would come out after a while, and they would be covered in blood or lack of arms and legs to tell us what monsters, monsters, or zombies they encountered, and then we failed to go home.

I didn't dare to shout, I didn't know how my husband, father and cousin were doing. I didn't hear the screams, and I was not sure if there were any casualties.

We stood there for a long time more than ten meters away from the entrance of the cave, but there was no movement. Xiao Li suddenly spoke and scared me.

"Why brother Zuo, let's take a look?"

I thought about it, and I was afraid I had to go up and check it out again. There were so many people down there, so I couldn't worry.

Just as we were about to step forward, we heard a sound of "boom~boom~". Then the ground shook, making us unable to stand firmly. We two held the big tree beside us, but we saw the original tomb mulberry in front of us slowly sinking into it.

Just as we were stunned, the land bun that was several meters high and more than ten meters wide completely sank. The piece of ground that was completely shorter than the ground where we were standing.

It took a long time before I realized it and shouted loudly: "Master~Dad~Brother~Second Brother..."

But there was no response.

So many years have passed, and every time I think of this, I feel a pain in my heart. The man of the Zuo family is left with me in the blink of an eye, but I can't do anything to help them.

How many times have I dreamed of my husband, father and cousin in my dreams and asked me to go back to find them, but I didn’t have the courage to go again.

It’s fifty-eight. Over the past twenty or thirty years, I have brought my cousin-law and nephews and my family to live. Today, my children and grandchildren have a total of more than 100 people.

When people get older, they feel more moved. They often sit alone at the door of the main hall to smoke. The younger son said that I am less courageous as I grow older. He said that people as successful as I am, and now everyone calls me Zuo Sanye, what else can I regret?

How can young people understand my ideas? I have only been catching ghosts and exorcisms for 20 or 30 years. I am called Zuo Sanye. It is no big deal. Following my husband, father and brothers to explore the mountains and ridges is what I should do the most.

I was a person who should have died long ago, but I have lived to this day. I have not learned all the skills of my husband and father, and I cannot pass them on to my children and grandchildren. What is the success?

However, just today, I like to have another grandson.

Recently, I have always dreamed that my husband taught me the magic of his family. Every time I dreamed that he took out a thick black book and taught it to one of them, saying "Li~Li~", I would wake up.
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