"Who would want a dead body, it's just nonsense, even if a robber comes, they want to rob the living, and it is impossible to think about the dead body. Nowadays, there is a shortage of soldiers, and no one can come up with a few decent burial goods, and it is just a waste of effort to steal graves and dig graves. Wang Xianzhi disagreed, he didn't think that tomb robbers would worry about the tombs in the village, they were too poor to have valuable burial goods.

"The old boy didn't dare to speak, this matter is true. It didn't look like the grave robbers had dug up the graves, they couldn't dig up that many graves, and they had torn up the whole grave. The old chief said tremblingly.

"So, what do you mean by this is not man-made?" Wang Xianzhi asked, realizing that the old chief seemed to have something to say.

"We doubt...... We doubt ...... Those graves were the corpses in the tomb, which were dug up by themselves. The more the old chief spoke, the more he trembled.

"Ridiculous! If you dare to talk nonsense, don't you want Xiang Shang's head?" Wang Xianzhi couldn't help but reprimand, how could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world.

"The old child doesn't dare to talk nonsense, the old child doesn't dare to talk nonsense, the old child has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen such a strange thing, so I implore General Wang to follow the old child to the cemetery, and at a glance you will know the truth of the matter. The old man said solemnly.

Wang Xianzhi gasped when he heard this, he had known the old chief for a few days, and he knew that the old chief was not an exaggerated person, these villagers were the most simple and honest farmers, and there was no reason for so many people to put their lives on the line to make up such a lie, it would not be of any benefit to them, it seemed that there must be something else in this matter.

"Life is boring, and death is no matter. Since man is dead, he should sleep in the earth for eternity, so why bother? Wang Xianzhi was skeptical, and seemed to believe the villagers' words.

"Dashuai, you really want to go! Do you believe such a ridiculous thing?" suddenly a voice came from the darkness.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, and in the vast night, a fierce general sat on a yellow horse. I saw this person, wearing a cupola official, wearing an ochre yellow robe, wearing an eight-treasure belt around his waist, and his feet were facing the sky, majestic and majestic, upright, upright, arrogant, not angry and self-prestigious, compared with Wang Xianzhi, the person who came was more like the commander in the army.

The surname of the person is Huang Mingchao, the word Jutian, is a person who has been wronged in Caozhou, Shandong, and his family has been selling smuggled salt for generations, and his life can be described as very rich. In the generation of Huang Chao, the family hopes that Huang Chao can gain fame and seek a half-official position, not only to glorify the ancestors, but also to be a noble. It's a pity that Huang Chao tried many times, and then he actually wrote an anti-poem, and was hunted down by the government, Wang Xianzhi revolted not long after, Huang Chao joined his command, killed and fought bravely, repeatedly performed miraculous feats, and had a very high prestige in the righteous army.

Compared with the reckless martial arts, Huang Chao, who is full of poetry and books, is brave and strategic, not only fighting with brute force, but often able to come up with a good strategy to break the enemy.

At dusk, he was patrolling the camp in the army, and accidentally saw Wang Xianzhi, and left the camp in a hurry with a few guards, and out of curiosity, he secretly followed behind, and came to the mill in the village with them.

In their conversation just now, Huang Chao heard every word clearly. He didn't believe that there was such a strange thing in the world.

In the past, the name of the scientific expedition fell to Sun Mountain, Huang Chao had traveled to Zangmei Temple, and by chance in the temple, he worshiped Huanglong Zhenren as a teacher.

Huang Long Zhenren gave him the dragon slaying knife method, and gave him the seven-star jade golden dragon knife, so Huang Chao can also be regarded as half of the martial arts cultivators who practice qi and cultivate immortals, but unfortunately he does not have the heart to become immortals, and just wants to do something to make a name for himself in history.

Because Huang Chao is not an ordinary man, he is one of the twelve golden immortals, and the great apprentice of Huang Long Zhenren. Huang Longzhen's ten thousand years of Taoism accepted one of his disciples, which made Huang Chao quite proud, and naturally he would not believe these rumors of the villagers.

"Brother Xian, it turned out to be you. Believe it or not, you might as well go with your foolish brother. True or false, you can see it at a glance. If they are to be convicted, at least the guilt should be faced. Wang Xianzhi saw that the person was Huang Chao, and he was even more determined to find out.

"Dashuai really wants to go?" asked Huang Chao.

"Why don't you go?" Wang Xianzhi said resolutely.

The reason why Wang Xianzhi is so unswerving is also because of this unspeakable suffering. Although the rebel army was founded by Wang Xianzhi, and he is also the leader of the rebel army, Huang Chao has made many miraculous achievements since he joined the army, and because of this, Huang Chao's prestige in the rebel army is getting higher and higher. In this way, although the rebel army has more Huang Chao and a fierce general, Wang Xianzhi has also been a threat since then.

As the saying goes, if you are born Yu and you are bright, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The rebel army already had a leader like Wang Xianzhi, and now there is a figure like Huang Chao with the style of a general, even a stupid person can realize the subtlety.

"General Wang is wise! General Wang is wise!" the villagers immediately shouted.

The people gathered together, lit more torches, and hurried towards the cemetery on the North Mountain, where the graves of the villagers were all on the mountain, believing that the higher the grave was buried, the better it would bring good fortune to future generations.

Murong Jie and Lin Xian'er heard it clearly after hiding behind the grinding platform, this incident was even more incredible than the loss of children in Huaxi Village, they even lost the dead.

The two secretly followed behind everyone, wanting to see this unheard of wonder, even though the night was already dark, they never dared to light a fire, but the burning torches in front of them were very conspicuous in the dark, so that even if they were far away, they could see the crowd in front of them clearly.

Along the way, Huang Chao is always silent, and his calm and peaceful appearance makes people believe that he is an introverted person.

And Wang Xianzhi, who has an angry face and is full of suspicion, has a fiery temper.

"I said, the world is really not peaceful, even the dead are not at peace. ”

"It's, it's just that it's not easy when we dig graves. It's only been buried for a few days, how did it turn into a ghost, it seems that the Tang Dynasty has run out. ”

"Be quiet, don't complain, I'm worried about being heard by ghosts, I heard that ghosts' hearing is a hundred times stronger than that of living people. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't know what's going on yet, maybe someone is pretending to be a ghost. ”

……

Although the villagers muttered in what they thought was too low to be heard, following Huang Chao and Wang Xianzhi behind them, they heard each one in their ears.

They all felt that these villagers were not lying, but it was not so simple to convince them. The villagers don't need to lie, let alone have a reason to lie, they don't fabricate facts out of thin air. Behind the story, there may be a story, and behind the appearance, there may be more profound meaning.

When everyone came to the Beishan cemetery, they saw that many graves had been dug up, and the coffins and corpses in the graves had long been gone.

What is the use of asking for these dead bodies, if it is not the work of tomb robbers, who can do it, if it is not done by people, what can it do?