Zhao San and the others became anxious all of a sudden, he cautiously leaned over and looked at it for a long time, and found that there was nothing, so he turned around and yelled at Zhang Meng.

"What kind of nerves do you have in the middle of the night, you don't even have a bird feather, where the hell did you come from!"

"I'm ...... I really saw it, someone called me just now. ”

Zhang Meng's voice was a little trembling, he was standing in the middle at this moment, and he didn't dare to follow behind.

Zhao San has always been an atheist, so he naturally scoffed at Zhang Meng's words, but Lai Zi's expression was a little thoughtful.

"Ah Meng, did you really hear someone call you just now? Is it an auditory hallucination? ”

"I don't know, but as I walked, someone suddenly called my name, and I didn't usually show up. Laizi, tell me, what's going on? I heard that voice very well. Zhang Meng's spirit was still a little panicked, he tightened his body and said softly.

Lai Zi said softly: "I think there are ghosts calling you, people actually have souls, sometimes they will come out to communicate with the people around them, we often hear the call of relatives when we are the first seven, this is also a truth." ”

"What the hell are you talking about, hurry up and help!"

When he arrived at the position, Zhao San shouted.

Lai Zi responded, this is a technical job, but the theft hole is a body job, and only he and Zhao San have this body here, and the sick ghost and Zhang Meng can't count on it.

But Zhang Meng was not in the mood at this time, he sat next to the sick ghost, thinking about what Lai Zi said just now.

Those who call themselves little Mengye, among these people, there is only Fu Bo, and the others are usually called Xiao Meng Zai, Ah Meng and the like, could it be that something happened to Fu Bo?

Zhang Meng was a little flustered in his heart, he subconsciously wanted to hear that voice, but after waiting for a long time, the voice never appeared again.

The sound in the forest at night was not loud, but there was the sound of shoveling soil, this thief hole was hit very quickly, it was only an hour to hit the bottom, Zhao San and Lai Zi had to get up from time to time to breathe.

"Ah Meng, bring that flashlight, the color of the soil here seems to have changed, it may be that you are going to dig into the grave!" Zhao San looked a little excited.

When Zhang Meng heard this, he hurriedly went over with the sick ghost, and saw that a pile of dirt had been shoveled around the entrance of the cave, and Zhao San came out of the dust, and the folding shovel in his hand still carried a large lump of soil, about one or two breaths, and Lai Zi also came up and gasped.

"This hole is not right, the soil is so soft, I feel that I can't hit it accurately."

Zhao San asked with some confusion, when they opened the cave just now, they felt that the soil was extremely relaxed, and with a shovel going down, they could dig out a large pile of soil and stones, as if they had been cultivated for people.

In general, tombs will sprinkle gold and iron on the top of the tomb to protect their own cemetery. Some tombs where molten gold and molten iron are sprinkled too much, the closer you get to the burial chamber, the harder the soil becomes, and later it becomes like a lump of iron.

In the early years, digging up these tombs not only required a great deal of manpower and material resources, but in some cases even the army was dispatched. However, since the advent of the Luoyang shovel, it has become much easier to break these hard soils, and the single tomb robbery gang has gradually grown.

And now the hole they are digging is not hard at all, but it looks like a pile of mud, how can there be a tomb under this soil?

"Laizi, have you set the wrong direction, or will you fight again?"

The sick ghost also asked Raiko softly.

"Could it be that this is not the Warring States Tomb? But no matter what, the general location of this tomb is here, and it is absolutely inseparable. This is the most pivotal place of the entire Devil's Mountain Range, and it is also the center of the gathering of wind and water, I have studied the feng shui from the Warring States period to the Han Dynasty, and they are extremely important to the location of the gathering wind and water, so I should not be wrong with this location, unless the owner of this tomb does not take the usual path and designs the tomb to the edge. ”

"Could it be that we were unlucky, and this robbery hole just missed the grave?"

Zhao San thought for a while and asked, this situation happens from time to time, and sometimes this thief hole is hit by a fraction of a second, and it is very likely that he will miss a big fight.

"Probably not, I poked to the side when I dug just now, and the soil layer in this area should be so soft. However, the soil we dug up at the end was already a little wet, and although I don't know if it was groundwater, it was certain that there should be a damp cave underneath! ”

Raiko rubbed the soil he had dug up with his hand and said to a few people.

"In that case, I've dug up this Cheng dù anyway, so let's dig it down a little bit and see what it is!"

Zhao San picked up the folding shovel and took out a few sections of steel pipe to put on the handle of the shovel, and the folding shovel grew four or five meters at once, so it was much more convenient to shovel up the soil pit.

Zhao San and Lai Zi fought for about half an hour, and Lai Zi suddenly popped up and said with some excitement: "It's hit, it's hit!" I really didn't expect that there was a hole hidden under such soft soil! ”

Zhao San also jumped out, his expression was also a little happy, he thought about it and then said: "I will go down with Laizi, Ah Meng, you and your ghost uncle will wait for us on it for a while, look at our signal form, if the rope is pulled three times, it means that there is no danger below, you all come down." If we pull hard, it means that we are in danger, so pull us out quickly......"

He and Laizi tied a slender nylon rope around their waists, this kind of rope has good toughness, and the size is small, and it does not affect the movement of the body when tied to the body.

Then Zhao San and Lai Zi each divided a firecracker, and Lai Zi took out a black donkey's hooves from his bag, and some glutinous rice, which was useful for dealing with zongzi.

The two of them got all over the place, and finally each bit a flashlight before starting to go into the pit.

Zhang Meng watched the two of them go down to the bottomless thief cave with some nervousness, and couldn't help but be a little nervous, but the sick ghost was very calm, and he said to Zhang Meng with a smile.

"Ah Meng, if you go to rob the tomb with others in the future, remember that the person who guards the entrance of the cave must be someone you can trust. At that time, many people died not at the hands of zongzi, but at the hands of their own people, and after their companions had finished scraping things, they cut the rope of the cave and sealed the hole with stones. ”

"Such a black heart!"

Zhang Meng was a little frightened when he heard it, if a person is locked in a grave that does not see the light of day, no matter who it is, he will go crazy.

"Well, the people who enter this industry are basically called rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, even a few of us old guys, you have to have a mind, maybe you will sell it to us one day! ”

Zhang Meng was taken aback when he heard it, the sick ghost seemed to be trying to hint at him, but he looked at the sick ghost's expression, but he didn't find any extra looks.

"Could it be that I was overly worried......," Zhang Meng muttered.

After Zhao San and the sick ghost went down, they could still faintly hear their voices at first, but after a while, the sound gradually fell silent, and there was no sound in the entire robbery cave.

The torches made by Zhao San burned almost in less than half an hour, and the forest was still very cold at night, and when a gust of mountain wind blew, Zhang Meng shivered.

"Ah Meng, you go pick up some firewood, I look at the rope, and shout loudly if there is anything." The sick ghost tightened the cotton clothes on his body and said to Zhang Meng.

"Good!"

Zhang Meng hurriedly responded, there are a lot of dead branches and rotten leaves here, and it doesn't take much effort to pick them up, although he has a flashlight, but he is the only one around, a cool breeze blows, Zhang Meng feels that he has goosebumps on his body.

At this time, it was also a little far away from the sick ghost, Zhang Meng felt a little hairy in his heart, he suddenly remembered the strange voice that called him just now, and the surrounding scene also became cloudy, and it seemed that something was haunting at any time.

Zhang Meng patted his head, grabbed a handful of rotten branches and left, if he didn't go back quickly, he was afraid that he would scare himself into a nervous disorder.

"What about people?"

Zhang Meng returned to the same place, but found that the sick ghost was gone, and the torch on the ground had been pulled out.

"Uncle Ghost, where are you?"

Zhang Meng shouted anxiously, but there was no response, and there were bursts of echoes of 'Uncle Ghost Uncle' around him. Zhang Meng only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and people who had not been in the deep mountains and old forests would not understand this feeling.

Zhang Meng's expression suddenly froze, and he saw an arrow on the ground, this sign seemed to be drawn very quickly, and it was a little crooked and pointed in the direction of the thief hole.

"Could it be that Uncle Ghost also went down?"

An idea welled up in Zhang Meng's head. Anyway, Uncle Ghost has to wait for himself to come back, why did he go down all of a sudden, Zhang Meng's head was a little messy, and he didn't know what to do now.

Salad salad!

The sudden sound from the side made Zhang Meng startled, his heart slammed, and he almost suffocated.

He looked at it fixedly, and it turned out that the rope had pulled down a large section for the people below, and when Zhang Meng was stunned, the rope was pulled hard again. If it's someone you can trust. At that time, many people died not at the hands of zongzi, but at the hands of their own people, and after their companions had finished scraping things, they cut the rope of the cave and sealed the hole with stones. ”

"Such a black heart!"

Zhang Meng was a little frightened when he heard it, if a person is locked in a grave that does not see the light of day, no matter who it is, he will go crazy.

"Well, the people who enter this industry are basically called rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes are sinister, and the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, even a few of us old guys, you have to have a mind, maybe you will sell it to us one day! ”

Zhang Meng was taken aback when he heard it, the sick ghost seemed to be trying to hint at him, but he looked at the sick ghost's expression, but he didn't find any extra looks.

"Could it be that I was overly worried......," Zhang Meng muttered.

After Zhao San and the sick ghost went down, they could still faintly hear their voices at first, but after a while, the sound gradually fell silent, and there was no sound in the entire robbery cave.

The torches made by Zhao San burned almost in less than half an hour, and the forest was still very cold at night, and when a gust of mountain wind blew, Zhang Meng shivered.

"Ah Meng, you go pick up some firewood, I look at the rope, and shout loudly if there is anything." The sick ghost tightened the cotton clothes on his body and said to Zhang Meng.

"Good!"

Zhang Meng hurriedly responded, there are a lot of dead branches and rotten leaves here, and it doesn't take much effort to pick them up, although he has a flashlight, but he is the only one around, a cool breeze blows, Zhang Meng feels that he has goosebumps on his body.

At this time, it was also a little far away from the sick ghost, Zhang Meng felt a little hairy in his heart, he suddenly remembered the strange voice that called him just now, and the surrounding scene also became cloudy, and it seemed that something was haunting at any time.

Zhang Meng patted his head, grabbed a handful of rotten branches and left, if he didn't go back quickly, he was afraid that he would scare himself into a nervous disorder.

"What about people?"

Zhang Meng returned to the same place, but found that the sick ghost was gone, and the torch on the ground had been pulled out.

"Uncle Ghost, where are you?"

Zhang Meng shouted anxiously, but there was no response, and there were bursts of echoes of 'Uncle Ghost Uncle' around him. Zhang Meng only felt that his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and people who had not been in the deep mountains and old forests would not understand this feeling.

Zhang Meng's expression suddenly froze, and he saw an arrow on the ground, this sign seemed to be drawn very quickly, and it was a little crooked and pointed in the direction of the thief hole.

"Could it be that Uncle Ghost also went down?"

An idea welled up in Zhang Meng's head. Anyway, Uncle Ghost has to wait for himself to come back, why did he go down all of a sudden, Zhang Meng's head was a little messy, and he didn't know what to do now.

Salad salad!

The sudden sound from the side made Zhang Meng startled, his heart slammed, and he almost suffocated.

He looked at it fixedly, and it turned out that the rope had pulled down a large section for the people below, and when Zhang Meng was stunned, the rope was pulled hard again.