The tragedy slowly began to spread, and the soldiers kept wailing in the air and constantly fighting back.

It was all in vain, there was no one around, no one could save them, they could only watch as the bodies of their compatriots were torn into minced meat in the tornado.

With the death of the warriors, the armor was scattered one by one, and the tornado took it all away.

A hundred warriors originally wanted to die on the battlefield, and no matter how bad they were, they would return to their hometowns.

But because of a natural disaster, all these 100 people flew into the sky, and their bones were gone, and they didn't even touch the edge of the battlefield, and the training was only the other half of the training.

The so-called man is not as good as heaven, and the destiny of heaven is irresistible.

The souls and bodies of these people completely disappeared without a trace with a natural disaster, which is a long time to say, in fact, according to the time at most, it took less than three minutes at most.

The speed of the tornado was very fast, even much faster than the current airplanes, so these people simply did not have the strength and time to resist.

After the death of these 100 warriors, the second thing I want to say is something that feels incomprehensible, and that is the cry of ghosts in the cave.

This incident is closely related to today's events, because in today's era, when many people enter the cave, they will find a man's cry in the cave.

They felt that it was the dead souls who were constantly haunting, and even in the Qin Dynasty, the people of this village were still the same, because of this, and took a hundred graves here, and changed the name to Tomb Village.

In fact, it is a big joke that those 100 people died because of natural disasters, and there are no souls left, that is, it is not because of the haunting that caused the situation today.

In fact, the reason is very simple, and when it comes to this, you have to do some experiments.

It's past 6 o'clock in the evening, and time is still running out.

But there is not much missing, at most only ten minutes to witness.

I walked to the door of the cave, turned back to the people and said, "First of all, I would like to point out that there are strong winds around the cave every day, but in different directions, and it changes with different times. ”

The wind is calm in front of the cave door.

I then said, "Okay, here it is, you can hear the ghost crying wolf in a moment, it's only six o'clock, and before 6:10, the wind is all south to north, completely bypassing this cave, you can't feel the wind blowing, everyone wait until 6:10 to watch!" ”

All the people were waiting here, as if they wanted to witness something.

After ten minutes, sure enough, the wind direction changed, and at the same time, the sound of ghosts crying wolves came out of the cave, and the sound was very terrifying, really like a hundred men constantly wailing in hell.

The faces of the villagers were full of worry, and some of the children actually cried.

The village chief behind me even knelt down and chanted some Buddhist scriptures into the cave.

There are also some people who say that the spirits in the mountains are starting to haunt the villagers, and they want to attack the villagers, so they are afraid that all kinds of negative emotions will take root in the hearts of the people.

I found the area around the cave and shouted a few times through a megaphone before I was able to suppress the panic.

I am here to tell all the villagers that all this is not haunted at all, but by the direction of the wind.

There are two entrances and exits to this cave, one is in the eyes of the villagers, and the other is the other side of the mountain.

After 6:10 a.m., the wind direction changes and passes through the hole, which is why it is warm in winter and cool in summer, but the same wind speed passes through the other side of the same mountain peak.

To put it bluntly, two different wind directions are completely concentrated in the cave.

Especially after 6:10, the sound will get louder and louder, and in the middle of the night, the sound will be extremely loud, and that is also the time when the wind is the strongest.

When the winds from two different directions come together, there is a violent collision, and since the force of the collision is also in the depths of the cave, it only emits this echo.

This sound is the so-called ghost crying wolf.

But the villagers rarely find such a simple truth, in fact, there is a reason.

Few villagers come to this cave, and there are ominous legends here, and the villagers themselves do not want to come here.

If it weren't for the recent disappearance, I'm afraid this secret would have been buried here forever.

After the disappearance, many young and strong people searched here in the middle of the night without rest.

That's why you can hear the ghost crying wolf howling from the cave.

In other words, it's also a phenomenon of freedom, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

When I said this, the village chief still disagreed, thinking that it was completely the will of God.

At this time, the sky suddenly blew dark clouds, which completely covered the entire sky, and the sky began to rain lightly.

I don't know when it started, someone suddenly screamed, indicating a lot of pain, we looked in the direction and found a young and strong man, who seemed to have been hit by something, and there was a little blood.

The man cursed, and just wanted to complain in the air, but when he looked down, he found that what had fallen under his feet was actually a gold coin.

Then the rain in the sky continued to drop the gold coins one by one.

All of a sudden, the entire village was in disarray.

Neither I nor the village chief wanted to continue to stand here and listen to us, and they were frantically grabbing the gold coins.

I didn't bother them, just sat next to them and looked at the village chief with a smile.

The village chief's eyes were full of shock when he looked at me, including the way the village chief's son clenched his fists and wanted to hit me.

After more than half an hour, the rain stopped, it was a shower, and it was not too long.

By the time the rain stopped, the gold coins had already been carried home by the surrounding villagers.

The village chief suddenly ran in front of the villagers and said loudly: "See, this is the will of God, this is simply the work of gods and ghosts, and it is not something that I can do as a village chief!" ”

After listening to the village chief's words, the villagers slowly leaned towards the village chief's inexplicable drop of gold coins from the sky, which in itself was a very bizarre thing.

I walked slowly among the villagers.

I found that the village chief was like crazy, opened his hands, kept running around the village, and kept praying to the Buddha and God, thanking God for the wealth.