The following is Shijie's bizarre encounter in Dahuaishu Village in Jinnan, and I will also tell this story in his first person, please pay attention to the switch. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was Lichan's idea to go to Shanxi to relax, and I didn't really want to go, but recently, there seems to be a very evil thing around me, at first, it just reminded me of its existence, and later, it began to affect everything around me, so I had to choose to escape.

It started when I visited Panjiayuan in Beijing. There, I met a fellow Shanxi countryman, surnamed Fang, Yuncheng, according to him, the ancestors of several generations are touching gold, there is a grandfather to help Sun Dianying dig Dongling, dad gave the tomb archaeological team to lead the way, set to explore the cave, in short, belongs to this line of Reagan is a red one. After a while, he gave me an incense burner, a jade pendant and a jade ring, saying that he had just come out of the tomb in the southeast of Shanxi, Shanxi, and they were all good things. I didn't have much research on these, but I bought them. A few days later, Fang Mojin called me, saying that a Guangzhou boss wanted the incense burner, and asked 10,000 yuan if I would let it, I gritted my teeth and shouted a price of 15,000, but I didn't expect that in the afternoon, Fang Mojin brought a Guangzai, threw 15,000 yuan, and took the incense burner away. That Guangzai still wants the ring face, saying that it is from the Song Dynasty, but I gave Li Chan the same day, and I secretly thought, Li Chan doesn't know how to do it, I didn't take it seriously, I will secretly take it out after a while. And this transaction made me find that the entertainment industry is scary, but the process is very trouble-free, so I want to develop in this industry.

A few days later, Fang Mojin called me again, saying that in Yuci, Shanxi, I found a Tang tomb, buried at least a festival envoy, there should be a lot of things, and asked me if I was interested in making a fortune. I just received a deposit of 30,000 yuan from the bookseller, and the school is on summer vacation.

When they arrived that night, when they saw Fang Mojin, they came to the place they said. In the mass grave bag in the Yuci field, within a radius of two or three miles, there was only a lone lamp and two or three flashlights in our hands. With Fang Mojin are his three brothers, and Fang Mojin is far from the prestige of the rivers and lakes that he boasts about, and in this grave digging team, it is obviously a broken urge. And the arrival of my mallet also made this temporary team almost break up. After a fierce quarrel, they finally didn't drive me away, and I and the bald head with a big waist and a round waist were in charge of guarding the rope by the cave, while the other three went down to the cave.

When I got there, they had been there for three nights, and the hole more than three feet wide stretched diagonally from a large mound full of locust trees, and there was no end in sight. The three of them took the gas lamp and went down the hole, and I only had a flashlight. I looked at the entrance of the cave, and I could vaguely see that the hole had turned a corner more than two feet deep, and there were some broken bricks dug up at the bend. But from time to time there was a faint puff of black smoke coming out of the cave, and the putrid smell was pungent, and within two minutes of smelling it, I was dizzy and nauseous, and I squatted aside. Looking at the disdain on the bald head's face, I understood that the work of digging graves is not something that anyone can do, and the technical content is a bit high.

Ten minutes later, there was a shout from Fang Mojin in the cave, the bald head hesitated for a long time, reluctantly held the rope down the hole, before going down, tied the rope to a locust tree, and kept telling me to look at the rope, no matter what I saw, the rope could not be loosened.