Chapter Seventy-One: Crying Blood Coagulates Believing in Ghosts and Gods
Halfway up the Awl Mountain, when the bastard came with the villagers, he saw two people and a dog, desperately digging the mud, but the pit was constantly oozing muddy water, as if it was endless;
"Lao Wang! Why don't you say anything about such a big thing? ”
Uncle Li ran the fastest, panting and came to the old man's side, the piercing white hair, he almost didn't recognize it, looking at the old man's miserable old face, two lines of old tears involuntarily overflowed his eyes, and quietly slipped down;
"Yes, village chief, you shout, who dares not to come to help, I will be the first to look down on him!"
"Uncle Wang, don't worry, we have a lot of strength, and we will definitely be able to rescue Bajie!"
"Don't say anything, let's do it quickly, it's been all night, and it's not good if it's too late!"
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The crowd gathered around, picked up the old man and Uncle Wang, helped them aside, let them rest first, hoes and shovels together, and began to dig the mud in the pit;
"Bang dang! Whew! Bang Dang! Whew! ”
The pit was more than doubled, the muddy mud was shoveled aside, and a group of enthusiastic and simple villagers silently moved their hands, and from time to time someone spat saliva into the palm of their hand, rubbing their hands crossed, and the dry was in full swing, very hard;
Uncle Wang took advantage of the rest to look around, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he looked at the old man with a heavy face;
"Dude! I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't bother to look at it, but now it seems that something is not quite right in this place! ”
The old man's eyes were blank, bloodshot, tears flowed, and there was no response, and the bastard squatted down to inquire with concern;
"Uncle Wang! What's wrong? ”
Uncle Wang confirmed again, his eyes flickering, with a bit of memory;
"Back then, the little RB devils, after bombing Luoyang with planes, it didn't take long to capture most of the area, at that time I was a guerrilla with your uncle, pretending to be a villager and hiding in the village, and later, a dog traitor named Li Ergou came with a large group of small RB devils!"
Uncle Wang pointed to the Awl Mountain;
"The strange thing is that the little RB devil surprisingly didn't enter the village, and was taken by the dog traitor, came to Awl Mountain, and camped at the foot of the mountain, without any intention of entering the village!"
The bastard tilted his head and thought about it;
"When my father was alive, he seemed to have told me about it! It is said that the little RB devil is here to dig up treasures with a treasure map and a bag of explosives! ”
Uncle Wang nodded lightly, and suddenly shook his head slowly;
"Whether it's a treasure map, I don't know, but I later sneaked over with your father and them while it was dark, and in addition to the explosives bag and the detonator, we saw a lot of Luoyang shovels used to make money from the dead (tomb robbery)!"
The bastard suddenly looked curious;
"Are they here to dig up graves?"
Uncle Wang nodded slightly;
"Later, when the dog traitor took the little RB devil into the village to grab food (grain, chickens and ducks and other domestic animals), he seemed to have leaked his mouth, saying that there was an emperor's tomb here, which contained many treasures, as well as the elixir of becoming immortals!"
The bastard looked left and right, his face full of puzzlement;
"In our village, can there be an emperor's tomb? Which emperor could this be? ”
Uncle Wang shook his head slightly;
"Luoyang Shendu, from ancient times to the present, the thirteen dynasties must be here, there are countless emperors with names and surnames, no one knows which emperor it is?"
The bastard turned his head to look at the expressionless old man, and then looked at Uncle Wang again;
"In the realm of Luoyang, there were more people who made money back then, otherwise there would be no Luoyang shovel, there really is a tomb of the emperor, where is the turn of the little RB devil!"
Uncle Wang looked at the bastard, his face was a little heavy;
"Back then, there was a group of guys who made a fortune from the dead, and they all went to dig Liu Xiu's grave, but they all died in the woods around Liu Xiu's grave, and when they were discovered, they were left with a pair of stinky skins, wrapped in rotten bones, like dried corpses!"
The bastard shrunk his neck in fright, but Uncle Wang's face did not change;
"Since then, those guys who have made a fortune from the dead will never dare to break ground on the boundary of Luoyang again! It is said that Luoyang has ten tombs and nine emptiness, but in fact, I don't want anyone to do the work of digging graves and digging graves, and I don't want to let there be any more dead people here, so I deliberately said so! ”
The bastard suddenly realized, sighed, scolded that he deserved it, and after a few breaths, he looked puzzled;
"Then these little RB devils, did they dig up treasures later?"
Uncle Wang pointed to the mud pit dug by everyone with palpitations, and his voice trembled slightly;
"Just halfway up the mountainside, the detonators and explosives are on together, and the little RB devil didn't even catch the strong coolies, and blew up the hole here every day, and then when we couldn't hear the sound of explosives, we came again, except for the tent and this hole, we didn't find anything else!"
The bastard seemed to think of some terrifying picture, and suddenly felt creepy, goosebumps all over his body, and he shivered involuntarily;
"Uncle Wang! Those little RB devils, shouldn't they all be dead! ”
The egg's voice trembled a little, and Uncle Wang couldn't help but shudder, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face;
"We touched it in the middle of the night, if I remember correctly, it should be this cave, it was like thunder, there was a very strong smell of blood, we waited all night, and nothing came out of it!"
The old man's gaze suddenly had a little brilliance, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the bigger and bigger mud pit, with a cloudy and uncertain look, and finally gritted his teeth and grinded his teeth, and stood up in a heavy tone, clenching a pair of old fists tightly;
"Folks! Big guys, don't dig it! It's all because my life is not good, and it affects the child! ”
The old man remembered Xiaoxue's words, she said that the ugly Bajie was captured by a ghost, the old man didn't believe it at the time, but now he thinks about it and is half-convinced, Bajie will not return overnight for no reason, not to mention that he doesn't believe that a child will lie;
Thinking of this, the old man's heart was pierced by a heart-wrenching tingle, his face was full of sadness, he closed a pair of old eyes gloomily, and two lines of red blood and tears quietly slipped down the old cheeks.
From the old peasant to Tubalu, throwing his head and spilling blood to make a revolution, the days of bullets and bullets, and licking blood from the knife edge, he lived most of his life, not worshipping gods, not believing in ghosts, only believing in guns and his own brothers;
But now, with the unexplained passing of the ugly eight precepts, he began to believe that in the dark, the fate of playing tricks on all sentient beings is fun;
He also began to foolishly believe in those so-called ghosts and gods, because he hoped that there really were ghosts in this world, so that after he died, he would be able to see his grandson;
"Uncle! Why don't you dig it? ”
The bastard looked puzzled;
"Alas!"
Uncle Wang sighed gloomily if he realized something;
"Huh? What kind of ball thing is this? ”
"I don't know, shovel it out and take a look!"
"Oops! I'm a dear mother! It's like a human skull! ”
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