Today Chu Sen finally spoke out the problem that was bothering him. No wonder he worked so hard. It turned out that what he was worried about had become a foregone conclusion.

The uncle didn't know the situation in his family and asked in confusion: "Your father found his biological son again? What does that mean?"

"I'm an adopted son. Eighteen years ago, my godfather actually lived with a woman for two years, but for some reason, he couldn't be with her. After they separated, my godfather didn't know she was pregnant with his child. Last year, the woman brought the child to my godfather, and he learned that she was already pregnant when they broke up. His biological son is now a sophomore in college. After the paternity test, my godfather started to exclude me and wanted to kick me out of the house."

"I've never heard you talk about this," I said.

"What's the point of telling you? If it weren't for something going on at home and I were hanging out all day, do you think your godfather would agree? If it weren't for the financial crisis, why would I have to pay you back for the two thousand yuan I lent you?"

"No wonder you work so hard."

"Yes, the good days of being a rich young man are over. How can I not fight for my life?"

Just as he was talking about this, Yun Hui came over and said, "Xiao Chu, help me with this matter today. I will reward you handsomely after it is done."

"No, we must not involve the children." The uncle refused to give in.

"Uncle, please let me give it a try. Since you are willing to explain, you must be certain. Why do you have to block my way?"

"My child, listen to my advice. You haven't reached the point where you have to work hard yet. Live your life steadily. You still have a long way to go."

"Uncle, if I had never been rich, perhaps I wouldn't fight so hard. It would be nice to live on a small piece of land where I can neither starve to death nor make ends meet. But I'm used to living a wealthy life. Now I'd rather die than go back to the countryside ."

Seeing this, you might criticize Chu Sen's values. What's wrong with the countryside? Aren't millions of urban residents supported by rural residents? Is the countryside a living hell ? Why would I rather die than go back?

But the reality is that people still want to go to the city because there are better resources and a life of feasting and drinking there, especially for people like Chu Sen who have "tried foreign food". If you ask him to return to a simple rural life, it would be a miracle if he agrees.

Although the uncle seemed old-fashioned, he never taught his juniors empty moral values. After hearing Chu Sen's "such treasonous" remarks, he did not respond with clichés, but simply asked: "Working with us will make you rich? Will you be able to live a life of feasting and revelry?"

"At least this is a resource I can grasp at the moment. My godfather has blocked all my paths so that his son can take over smoothly. We have been together day and night for more than ten years, but I didn't expect it was all fake. But I can make money by following you. I want money not just for enjoyment. Young people should strive for it." Chu Sen said.

Yun Hui chimed in, "Master, how about we discuss what to do next? If your plan is truly too dangerous, you have to let them back down on their own. Young people these days are incredibly stubborn, and they might not listen to reason."

"Yes, uncle, you still haven't told me what to do about this matter?" Chu Sen quickly replied.

"Alas!" The uncle sighed and said, "Xian Yun must go into the tomb and tidy up the altar. This is the first step."

"Will I be in danger when I enter the tomb?"

"There is danger for sure, but the most difficult thing is not the uncertain risk, but having to use the longevity nails to pierce the palms of your hands." Yun Hui was dumbfounded after hearing what his uncle said.

"This is a method of using spirit writing called 'You Tian Sao Dao'. It means you have blasphemed the gods. You cannot atone for your sin with your life, so you use your hands instead to express your sincere repentance."

"If I really do that, it will hurt me to death." He grinned.

"If you can't even bear the pain, do you really have the courage to face death?" the uncle said coldly.

"I...well, that's what I said, but the thought of actually hammering nails into my hands is scary ."

"This is the first step, and it must be done. If it isn't done, then all the subsequent things won't work. Think it through."

"What else can I do? I can only agree." Yun Hui said gritting his teeth.

"Fuji is a branch of soul-calling. Those who perform it are called "jitong." Before summoning a soul, they pierce the body with sharp iron swords or nails. After the ritual , they remove the iron objects without leaving any scars. This method proves the summoning was successful. The Tiansun Dao is a form of confession performed in conjunction with soul-calling."

"But how can I set up the altar with nails sticking out of my hands?"

"Actually, the real purpose of the nails in your hands is to keep you clear-headed once you enter the tomb. The intense pain can counteract the Black Wood God's control over your consciousness. A normal person is simply unable to resist the illusions released by the Black Wood God. This is why it's dangerous. So, as long as you're not dying from the pain, you have to grit your teeth and set up the altar."

"I understand. It seems I have to pay a heavy price this time." Yun Hui said.

"If you can escape unscathed, you're lucky. The injuries to your hands can be healed slowly."

"Can I put the nails in after anesthesia?" Yun Hui has a rich imagination.

"Of course not. The purpose of pain is to maintain consciousness. The Black Wood God will numb the mind. You took the initiative to use anesthetics. Aren't you courting death?"

"Alright, I'm going to give it my all. Who told me to get killed? What else do I have to do next?"

"Then it's my job. Burning mugwort is necessary to worship the Black Wood God. I'll go to the tomb to burn the mugwort..." At this point, he sighed and said, "If I'm lucky enough to be able to walk out of the tomb, Chu Sen, you will help carry the statue of the Black Wood God out. If I can't walk out, you can just add more fuel to the fire and burn me and the Black Wood God together."

My heart trembled when I heard that, "Uncle, if it's really too dangerous, then we shouldn't do it. Why risk our lives?"

"At my age, my family and outsiders are watching my every move. It is inevitable to encounter simple and complicated tasks when doing work. If I choose to do it, first of all, I will not be accepted by others. Secondly, outsiders will look down on the young and old in Longhua Village. Do you think I don't want to quit? There is really no way to quit." After saying this, the uncle sighed heavily.

Having said that, my uncle essentially agreed that Chu Sen could join this business. I thought that since he had already stayed, it would not be appropriate for me to leave. It was nothing more than carrying a coffin . Chu Sen was not afraid of an outsider, so I couldn't play coward. So I also asked to stay and help. This time my uncle said nothing and nodded in agreement. Then Yun Hui contacted the municipal government to dispatch two manure trucks to unclog the sewers. Soon the two trucks sucked up the manure in the mud pit.

But the mud always absorbs a lot of dirt . I was still considering what to do when Chu Sen took off his coat and jumped into the stinking mud pit and started digging. What could I do when I met such a hardworking teammate? I could only jump in and work hard. The smell was also making me dizzy. Yun Hui also jumped in and worked hard. Later, a few workers who were unaware of the situation and wanted to curry favor with the boss also jumped in and dug the soil. Soon they dug to the top of the tomb.

At this moment, I finally understood why Zhao Tingting had her blood sucked out of her body, because there was a bunch of dark green thick vines with tangled roots growing on the top of the tomb, and in the center of the thick vines grew a large dark green flower bud in the shape of a peach. This flower bud was almost the size of an adult's head, and had four petals. The thin layer on the surface of the flower bud was covered with fine textures like capillaries. What was creepy was that the thick vines under the flower bud were like the body of a snake, and were actually wriggling slightly.

Zhao Tingting must have died at the hands of these evil flowers. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. My uncle, who was always calm, seemed a little panicked this time. He even gestured, signaling us to retreat, all the way to the higher part of the soil.

Thick vines covered the entire top of the tomb. No one knew where they had grown from, but they were clearly visible under the flashlight. Yun Hui murmured softly, "Could this be a plant that grew from hell?"

"Of course not. It's called the Girl-Killing Flower because whenever this flower appears, water will inevitably overflow." Then the uncle said to us, "Why can't women work in earthworks? The Girl-Killing Flower is the main reason. This flower only harms women, so it's called the Girl-Killing Flower."

"In our industry, the Killer Girl Flower exists as a legend, much like demons and monsters. Everyone knows about this terrifying creature, but I've been in this business all my life, and today is the first time I've seen a Killer Girl Flower. Zhao Tingting didn't die at the hands of the Black Wood God, but was killed by this spooky flower."