C1 Investing in tombs

Xiang Fei had just graduated from university. His grandfather, whom he had been relying on for support, had unfortunately died in a car accident.

Under the persuasion of his roommate Li Da, the unaccompanied Xiang Fei brought his grandfather's ashes to Seahold.

After arriving at Seahold, Xiang Fei had only done one thing — buy a cemetery, and two pieces at a time.

This was naturally not some "Buy one get one" promotion, but Li Da happened to be a graveyard salesman.

In his own words, with Hai Cheng's high prices and the small amount of compensation Xiang Fei had, there was nothing he could do. Why not invest it into the cemetery?

First of all, there will be one death, a comfortable place to sleep, future can be completely free of worries;

Secondly, as the price of the tomb in Seahold continued to rise, so did the price of the tomb.

Who would have known that after Li Da urged Xiang Fei to buy the tomb, he would resign and head to his girlfriend's city on the second day with a high commission in the name of protecting love. Xiang Fei, who was staying at Li Da's dormitory, was naturally driven out in anger by others.

With no money and no work to do, Xiang Fei could only bring his luggage and make his way to his grandfather's place in the dark at immortal cemetery, preparing to complain to him.

Although the immortal cemetery was a suburb, it was an excellent location and convenient transportation. It was the only high-end cemetery around the Sea City.

The scenery here was beautiful, the environment quiet and serene. Leaning against a tall mountain, facing towards the sea, it was definitely a heavenly paradise for dark descendants.

"What is it? It's already closed, and I'll come back during the day after sweeping the tomb! "

At the entrance of the immortal cemetery, Old Master Sun glanced at the pale-faced Xiang Fei and spoke rudely.

Xiang Fei had originally been holding back his anger. Upon hearing this, he silently looked around and deliberately said in a quiet voice, "Lodge!"

After he finished speaking, he walked in with incomparable calmness. His footsteps were light and light as he quietly landed on the ground, as if he was floating.

"Oh my god …"

The old man pondered the meaning of his words, listening to his voice and observing his appearance. He was so scared that his body was trembling, and he couldn't even hold the cigarette in his hand steadily anymore.

This was a cemetery, where they could sleep? In the middle of the night, who would come to sleep?

The cemetery was different from a residential area. There was no need for lighting or night patrols, only the stars in the sky that provided Xiang Fei with a little bit of light.

"As expected, it's very quiet." Xiang Fei silently scanned the cemetery, suddenly recalling the horror movies he had seen in the past. He felt a little apprehensive.

However, if he went back and the lordmaster saw him, he wouldn't be able to wipe his face.

"Since I'm here, I might as well chat with grandpa for a while." Xiang Fei comforted himself as he slowly walked towards his grandfather's tomb.

Grandfather's tomb was a little high up and had a good view.

After Xiang Fei crossed a straight path, he began to climb. The higher he climbed, the quieter it became.

At this moment, the sound of wind, insects, and any other sounds in the area were magnified in his ears.

Suddenly, his footsteps froze, because he heard a series of sharp knocks coming from above.

Somehow, Xiang Fei suddenly thought of that sneer.

He said that someone was walking on the road at night when he met someone knocking and beating his grave. He asked about it and said that the name on the monument was carved incorrectly. In the end, that person fainted on the spot due to fright.

If the sound had come from somewhere other than his grandfather's resting place, Xiang Fei would definitely have left immediately. But right now, he was worried that his grandfather would be harassed by mediocre people, so after a few seconds of hesitation, he decided to sneak over to take a look.

He hid his luggage to the side, using the hazy starlight to lightly grope his way over. Sure enough, he saw a black shadow squatting there, tapping gently.

The knocking wasn't loud, but it was especially horrifying under the circumstances.

Xiang Fei did not dare to get too close. Based on his intuition, the place where the black shadow was striking seemed to be where his grandfather was resting.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Fei gritted his teeth as he mustered up his courage to ask.

Hearing Xiang Fei's question, the black shadow paused for only two seconds before continuing to knock on the door while replying, "I've written the wrong name. I want to change it back!"

Xiang Fei's heart thumped wildly; what was there to be afraid of!

However, if it really is grandfather, then there doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of.

Could it be that grandfather's name was carved incorrectly?

"Grandfather …" Xiang Fei did not dare to rashly approach, feeling a little uncertain.

"... "Sigh, good grandson …" The black shadow paused for a moment when it heard his shout, then quickly responded.

Hearing the other party's response and recalling his grandfather's unfortunate encounters, tears instantly welled up in Xiang Fei's eyes. Without further ado, he rushed over with incomparable excitement. He had too much he wanted to say personally to his grandfather.

However, when the shadow saw him rushing towards it, it immediately dropped the tools in its hands and ran away.

When Xiang Fei chased after him, he could clearly see that the place where the black shadow had knocked on was not his grandfather's grave, but his neighbors. It was just that the night was dark and the decorations of the Yin Residence were similar.

However, the moment the black shadow saw him rushing towards it, it immediately ran. It was obvious that it was a living person, but he must have some plan here in the middle of the night.

Thinking about what Li Da had mentioned before, some wicked thieves liked to steal those high-end tombs.

Modern people do not like to put valuable burial objects inside, but some people's jars are still quite valuable, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of dollars. Pour them out, wash them, and they can even be recycled a second time.

At this point, Xiang Fei saw that person run off into the distance. He was worried that his grandfather's five thousand yuan top-grade White Jade Altar would be ruthlessly murdered. Thus, he did not immediately leave.

Seeing that Xiang Fei was not planning to leave, the black figure quickly turned back and said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to scare you away, but I didn't expect you to be so bold. Don't worry, I'm not a grave robber, I just want to retrieve something from my grandfather."

With the help of the starlight, Xiang Fei was finally able to clearly see this person's appearance. Golden curly hair, tall and powerful. He was rather handsome, but his body exuded an evil aura. From a glance, he didn't seem like a kind person.

Your grandfather and my grandfather can already be considered as neighbors. Logically speaking, I have no right to ask about your family's matters, and as such, we should bury them in the ground and make peace. Xiang Fei said.

"This is my family matter, so you don't have to worry about it. If you know what's good for you, then hurry up and leave!" the blond man snapped impatiently.

"Leave? "Why would I want to leave? I just went for a walk, and now I'm back to sleep. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I live next to grandpa. Well, that's the land …" Xiang Fei pointed at the cemetery he had bought earlier, slowly and leisurely speaking.

The man's heart was weak to begin with. His face sank as he heard this. He shouted loudly and ran away. In an instant he was gone.

"You dare to take advantage of me? Hmph, I'll scare you to death!"

After scaring the golden-haired man away, Xiang Fei looked at the names on the monolith next to him and found them somewhat familiar.

After some thought, he realised that the person buried inside was the former business legend, Hai City's wealthiest man — — Zhang Nantian.

No matter how amazing one was, one could only die in such a small place. In the end, one's own grandson would even pry apart their grave. Life, life!

Xiang Fei sighed, then continued, "Grandfather, Xiao Fei has come to see you. Are you doing well over there? "Congratulations, you have a rich neighbor. I hope that the old man will take care of you a bit, on account of me helping out today …"

After he finished speaking, Xiang Fei took another look at Zhang Nantian's grave, and discovered that a gap had already been opened in the lid.

Xiang Fei hesitated for a moment. In the end, he was still a little curious, curious as to what treasure Zhang Nantian had brought into the ground that would cause others to be so preoccupied with it.

He gently removed the lid and finally saw that there was a piece of blood jade the size of an egg on the side of the jade jar.

Somehow, when Xiang Fei saw the pattern on the blood jade, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

He looked at the palm of his right hand and discovered that the birthmark of the Demon Face was exactly the same as the one on the Blood Jade.

"How could there be such a coincidence? Could it be that this blood jade has some connection with me? "

Originally, Xiang Fei had no interest in the burial items of other families, and logically speaking, he should not have touched them.

However, his grandfather's departure was too sudden. His promise to inform Xiang Fei of his origins before the end of his life had also become an unsolved mystery. This caused Xiang Fei to be moved.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Fei carefully picked up the blood jade and carefully compared it with his own palm. After realizing that there was no reaction, he returned it.

It was just his guess that this blood jade was fated to be with him. However, if he took it for his own, then what was the difference between it and a grave robber?

Who knew that when he put the blood jade back and moved the concrete cover, Xiang Fei would accidentally cut his finger on one of the edges of the cover. The blood from his finger just happened to drip onto the blood jade.

In the next moment, the cold blood jade seemed to have suddenly awakened, releasing a dazzling red light and producing a powerful suction force.

The blood at Xiang Fei's fingertip instantly turned into a line of blood that continuously flew towards the blood jade.

"Crap, it's actually an evil creature. No wonder I feel this way, it's just an illusion!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, Xiang Fei began to struggle with all his might.

However, no matter how much he struggled, his body seemed to be suppressed by a mysterious power, making him unable to move.

As time passed, just as Xiang Fei was beginning to lose all hope and believed that he was doomed to die, the blood vein actually snapped. The blood jade seemed to have eaten its fill and no longer moved.

It was just that Xiang Fei had lost too much blood at this moment. Even if he wanted to leave, he could do nothing about it. He could only lie paralyzed on the spot, gasping for breath.

After resting for a while, Xiang Fei gradually regained some of his strength. He looked at the blood jade quietly lying inside, somewhat fearful, even a little afraid.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to destroy it, lest it continue to harm others.

However, the blood jade seemed to have a mind of its own. Every time the hammer in his hand smashed down, it would nimbly avoid the attack.

After a few blows, the blood jade had not even hit's grave, but Zhang Nantian's grave had been smashed by him with several large hammer marks. Even the considerably valuable white jade jar was not spared, as he had accidentally smashed a deep hole in it, causing him to feel extremely guilty.