This world always has some incredible miracles happening, when six eyes meet each other, I thought I had returned to a certain day in the past, in a place called Shuangyuan Village. With excitement, I almost immediately rushed into this coffin, because the coffin inside had already been opened by someone, and there was a person sitting inside, but my target was not him.

  One piece of clothing after another was thrown out by me, these things had long been rotten and smelly. "Where is it? Where are you?" I roared while searching inside, Zha Wenbin kept saying to me: "Calm down, calm down a bit."

  "No, still no!" I grabbed the person who sat up and said: "Ye Qiu, tell me, where is he? Where is that damn fat son of a bitch?"

  I feel like I'm going crazy, I grabbed Ye Qiu's arm and shook him non-stop, but he just stood there stupidly like a wooden puppet, letting me manipulate him.

  "Slap!" A heavy palm slapped my face, my cheek was burning with pain, and suddenly there was a hint of sweetness in my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked it, then I smiled, and then I cried. I sat on the ground and wailed.

  No one would have thought that the person in this coffin was Ye Qiu. Yes, it's him, the one who went to Shuangyuan Village with Cha Wenbin, me and Baozi. I know nothing about his background, but he and Baozi entered this coffin together that day and never came out again. But today, a dramatic scene unfolded, and he actually appeared here!

  Three people, one standing, one sitting, and one lying down. No one would have expected such an ending.

  Zha Wenbin took off his own outer garment and put it on Ye Qiu in the coffin, asking softly: "Where is he? Where did you go again?"

  Shaking his head... Ye Qiu's empty eyes were frightening, if not for the black ancient long knife in his hand, I would have thought it was just another coincidence. Because of that knife, it was one-of-a-kind, the legendary Warring States sword Han Yue! A legendary weapon that had long surpassed its own value, after Emperor Wu of Han, no one could pull it out, it only obeyed those who were like gods, such as Jing Ke and Liu Bang.

  He looked at Cha Wenbin in a daze and asked: "My name is Ye Qiu?"

  "Yes, you're Ye Qiu, don't you recognize us?"

  Ye Qiu shook his head, and slowly he stood up from the coffin. This robust man's eyebrows were tightly locked, as he sized up the large number of us around him. Suddenly, he placed the knife in his hand horizontally on Cha Wenbin's neck, his eyes cold as if he was about to kill someone.

  This sudden change left us all at a loss, I immediately stood up with my gun pressed against his head and shouted: "You little bastard, I don't care if you're human or ghost, today if you dare to move even a bit, I'll make your head bloom right away!"

  He seemed to have not heard my words at all, and didn't notice my movements either. But in the next second, his knife had already moved away from Cha Wenbin's neck, "pa" sound, a small centipede on the ground about the length of a matchstick was cut into two pieces. I looked down at the constantly twisting body, I was shocked, could it be that he was chopping that insect just now? How did he do it? Such a smooth and swift knife movement, I finally believed that he was indeed Ye Qiu.

  Then in the next second, I saw his mouth twitch slightly, and then he fell backwards, "thud" sound, his head and the wooden board of the coffin collided heavily together, even his body was bounced back a bit.

  "What's this?" I hadn't figured out what was happening, but Cha Wenbin suddenly shouted: "Quickly, quickly help him up, there are poisonous insects inside!" Cha Wenbin pulled up Ye Qiu, and it wasn't until then that I noticed a centipede on Ye Qiu's belly, the size of a matchstick. At this moment, its two fangs were deeply embedded in Ye Qiu's skin. I looked up to see that our heads were already crawling with these insects from who-knows-when, and on the ground around me, more centipedes of the same size were falling down, twisting their ugly bodies as they slowly approached us.

  These small centipedes move at a very slow speed, not much faster than snails. However, they have a pair of sharp large pincers on their heads, which take up almost one-third of their entire body. No need to think, once you're clamped by this thing, you can't shake it off!

  I and Cha Wenbin each held one side of Ye Qiu and dragged him out of the coffin. No matter what, judging from the situation, he should have been bitten first but rescued Cha Wenbin instead. Then the scene in the mural appeared, and indeed three people were "hugging" together. These bugs kept gathering towards our heads, looking like they wanted to do a skydiving jump. Seeing Ye Qiu's lips quickly turning black, everyone knew it was not suitable to stay here for long, so two people quickly retreated outside.

  As soon as we left the main tomb chamber, a sudden brake was applied. Who dared to move forward? The lesson from before was still fresh in our minds. Fortunately, Cha Wenbin came up with an idea on the spot. I carried Ye Qiu on my back, and then he held my hand and led me forward step by step. We tried to stick close to the wall because there were load-bearing walls above us, so it wouldn't be hollowed out like this.

  So he was in the front, I was at the back, and the three of us carefully made our way out. It wasn't until we reached the door that we realized it had already gotten light outside, while my home was still dark, with only a little bit of air coming in, almost none going out.

  Three people and a dog, two seriously injured, two barely escaped with their lives, looking utterly disheveled. As soon as we got home, my dad had just gotten out of bed, and when he saw us like that, he almost jumped in fright. Zhang Wenbin didn't waste any time, putting down Ye Qiu and saying: "Uncle, hurry up and boil some water, help me prepare a pot of boiling water, then go find some camphor leaves, dandelion greens, and fishwort, and also get a big rooster."

  My dad was putting on his clothes while pulling up his cloth shoes, I had never seen him so cooperative before, nodding repeatedly and saying "Okay, the pot is over there."

  In the rural areas of western Zhejiang, there is a kind of earth stove used for bathing. This thing is rarely seen elsewhere. It's just building a room and setting up a large stove head inside, with a huge iron pot on top of the stove head. The pot is so big that if it were used to cook rice, our whole village could eat a meal. Water is put in the pot, and the stove head is heated directly with firewood. The temperature of the iron pot makes the water heat up quickly. The advantage of using this thing for bathing is that it's steaming hot, and the water temperature doesn't drop easily, making it especially suitable for winter. When you have a cold, adding some ginger slices to the water and soaking for half an hour will make you sweat profusely, and after sleeping, you'll be fine by morning. Of course, people with small courage or city folks like Yuan Xiaobai might not dare to use it, especially when they see it for the first time and hear that it's used for bathing - she was scared off immediately, thinking that it would boil a person alive!

  I lit the fire in the stove, and Zhang Wenbin only told me to put Ye Qiu in water to soak, and then pour all the things my dad found into it later. He slipped away and didn't know where he went. When my mom saw Daidi, she cried so hard that she couldn't speak, scolding me loudly, but when she saw another man with a dark face in the pot, she immediately shut up. Daidi was sent to the hospital by her, yes, it's a hospital for treating people. In our local area, there is a barefoot doctor who opened a village clinic, this person used to be a veterinarian, very bold, dare to take any job, and later became a doctor.

  About an hour later, Cha Wenbin finally returned, panting and out of breath. Ye Qiu was stewing in the pot with his eyebrows tightly furrowed, his lips as black as if he had drunk ink. I kept praying: "Brother, you can't just hang up like this, I still have a lot to ask you."

  Where did Zhang Wenbin go? He went back to his own home, carried a trunk over, and as soon as he arrived at my place, all sorts of bottles and jars were poured onto the floor, and there were many thread-bound books. He sat on the edge of the pot, flipping through the books while searching for something in those bottles, and whenever he found something, he would stuff it into Ye Qiu's mouth.

  However, if you put aside Ye Qiu's poisoning and coma, it was indeed quite comical. In the pot lay a naked man, on the surface of the water floated various green leaves and roots, and other miscellaneous things that Zha Wenbin poured into the pot from a bottle. The guy looked just like he was seasoning a dish! If an outsider saw this, they would definitely think these two were cooking human flesh soup, or even clear-steamed!

  It wasn't until the water had been boiled down to about half a pot that Ye Qiu was finally fished out by us. This kind of iron pot bath must be done by someone who is used to it, otherwise if you're not careful and don't grasp the fire timing well, you'll really end up cooking the person in the pot! You have to constantly use your hands to test the water temperature.

  Ye Qiu had been out of the pot for three hours, and when the Gao family heard that we were back, seven or eight of them came to ask what was going on. Cha Wenbin and I just kept our mouths shut - this matter hadn't even been settled yet, so why were they in such a hurry about that one dead body?

  At this moment, Ye Qiu's face was much better than before. Cha Wenbin held the rooster upside down in his hand, one hand grasping the chicken's claws and the other pinching its beak. Using two fingers to force open the rooster's beak, soon a sticky liquid began to flow out of its mouth. We call that the chicken's saliva. In the past, when people were bitten by centipedes in rural areas, they used this method. First, use a small knife to cut open the wound and squeeze out the toxic blood, then apply the sticky liquid. Ye Qiu's poison had already been squeezed out when he came out of that damn hole, so Cha Wenbin only needed to apply the liquid.

  After doing all that, the next step was to slit the throat of the rooster and let out its blood, which was caught in a bowl with some salt added beforehand to kill bacteria. The steaming hot chicken blood was immediately poured into Ye Qiu's mouth, and I saw him coughing continuously for several times, spitting out blood that was much darker than the chicken blood that had just been poured in.

  It wasn't until then that Cha Wenbin covered Ye Qiu with the quilt again and let out a long sigh at the door. I knew that after injecting chicken blood, Ye Qiu would probably be fine. We should go and get rid of that corpse now...