In the process of logging into his WeChat account, Liu Ziang also glanced at Xu Ling.

After seeing the curious and puzzled expression on her face, Liu Ziang said helplessly: "Professor Hao is a captain who touches gold!" ”

"Captain Touch?" Xu Ling was taken aback.

Immediately, she asked Liu Ziang with a strange expression, "Has the Zhushen Division recruited such a person now?" ”

"What!" Liu Ziang shook his head, "It's because in the early years, Professor Hao robbed the tomb and stole into an immortal secret realm. ”

"My father, who has ascended to heaven, happens to be killing the immortal evil in that secret realm! The two met, and Professor Hao and my dad became good friends. “

"Tomb robbers can still steal into the secret realm of the undead?" Xu Ling nodded at first, and then said in surprise and amusement.

Liu Ziang shrugged his shoulders, "This little old man was already rich when he was twenty years old. The purpose of going to the tomb at the age of twenty is to find the elixir of immortality and die in order to live forever. ”

"Maybe he put enough effort into this research, so he directly stole into the Immortal Secret Realm."

Liu Ziang glanced at his mouth, "There's no way, who let the immortal secret realm also be built according to feng shui." ”

"Hey! Professor Hao! The voice fell, and the video of Liu Ziang and Professor Hao had been connected.

After seeing Professor Hao's wrinkled old face appear on the screen of his mobile phone, Liu Ziang changed the camera to a rear lens without saying a word, and took a picture towards the mountain village.

"Professor, help me take a good look. There's got to be a big tomb down here! ”

"Don't! Other! Other! On the video, Professor Hao's voice of refusal kept coming.

But when Liu Ziang's mobile phone was aimed at the small mountain village, the voice in the mobile phone stopped abruptly.

"Huh!"

It was only a second before a startle came from the phone.

An incomparably palpable exclamation could be heard in this shock.

Clearly, Professor Hao had seen something.

"What do you see, old man?" Liu Ziang immediately asked Professor Hao in his hand.

"This mountain village ......!" Professor Hao's voice came out immediately. It's just a little hesitant.

Liu Ziang didn't urge anymore, just waited quietly.

After three or four minutes, Professor Hao's voice finally came out again. ”

"The houses in this mountain village are all built as coffins?"

"Coffin?" Liu Ziang was taken aback.

Before setting off to find Wuming's mentor, Liu Ziang already felt that the houses in this mountain village were inexplicably a bit like coffins.

Unexpectedly, now, Professor Hao also said this.

So, Liu Ziang hurriedly spoke.

"Professor, I used to think that the houses in this village looked like coffins."

"But I can't say why."

"Coffin?" At the same time, Xu Ling and Wuming's soft sighs also came out.

They sighed and looked towards the houses in the village.

But in the next second, the two shook their heads at the same time.

Like Liu Ziang, they also couldn't see why Professor Hao said that the houses in the village looked like coffins.

"Xiao Liu, you're standing on a mountain now, right?"

"Hmm!" Liu Ziang immediately nodded.

"Is there another temple on this mountain?" Immediately after, Professor Hao's voice came out again.

Suddenly, Xu Ling and Wuming were shocked.

Liu Ziang couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"The professor is really a professor!"

After praising it, Liu Ziang turned around with his mobile phone and took a picture towards Yizhuang behind him.

"Yizhuang?" Suspicion was heard again.

Liu Ziang hurriedly said: "It's not Yizhuang." Inside, there is a statue of the Buddha who is sitting upside down. ”

"It should be the same as the sect leader taught you, it is a temple."

"A temple disguised as a righteous disguise?" Professor Hao's murmur came out, "The difference is not big! ”

After muttering, Professor Hao's voice came out again, "Look at the houses in the village, they are arranged in an orderly manner, one after the other. Tight in columns, horizontal in rows! ”

As the professor spoke, Liu Ziang turned around again and pointed his mobile phone at the village below the mountain again.

Wu Ming also looked at the village with Xu Ling with a slight frown.

"It's only in big cities that houses are broken up in a tight and orderly manner. And in villages, especially the smaller ones, the arrangement of houses is inevitably sporadic and scattered. ”

"Even if it's in an orderly arrangement, it's never aligned in a straight line."

"But look at the houses in that village!"

Liu Ziang's eyes had already been fixed on the houses in the village.

Professor Hao's voice also kept coming out: "These houses, whether vertical, horizontal, or even diagonal, can be perfectly connected into a line. ”

"Lao Liu, think about it, what is there in life for people to live, so that the houses will be arranged in this way?"

"Remember, you have to be in a separate formation." Prof. Hao added.

Liu Ziang frowned slightly and thought carefully.

However, in the next second, Xu Ling's voice suddenly came out!

"Cemetery!"

She drank softly.

When Liu Ziang and Wuming heard this, they couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It dawned on me!

That's right, it's a cemetery!

Only public cemeteries can use such a strange and strange arrangement to arrange the graves into an array of horizontal, vertical, and oblique lines.

A chuckle came from the mobile phone in Liu Ziang's hand.

"That's right, it's a cemetery. Except for big cities and cemeteries. A small village would never be built like this. ”

"One is because although the village is small, it is only for the household. In fact, small villages are often small and wide. Scattered residence, there is an allocation of land for use. ”

"The second is because of feng shui. The small village did not have any anger in the first place. If the buildings are close to each other, the anger of the generation will not rush in, and the bad luck will not be able to disperse. ”

"Cemeteries can be built in such an arrangement. Especially the cemetery, close to each other, can make more effective use of land! ”

After Professor Hao's voice fell, he was stunned for a moment before continuing.

"Xiao Liu, if you look at the houses in the village again, are they all single windows?"

"And the number of windows is very small, very small. Some houses even have no windows or only one window? ”

Liu Ziang looked towards the village below the mountain again.

Xu Ling and Wuming naturally looked down.

In the house where the living live, one window must be opened.

Generally, it is two or three into a window.

But at this time, Liu Ziang, Xu Ling and Wuming could see clearly that in every room in the village below the mountain, the window must be open.

It's like a window in the wall of a cell, there is only one window.

Even as Professor Hao said, some houses don't even have windows!

"The housekeeper, the dwelling place of man! The houses at the foot of the hill are laid out as uninhabited. The house is also unfit for living persons. Naturally, it can only be inhabited by the dead. ”

When he said this, he saw Professor Hao on the computer screen stroking his chin proudly, squinting his eyes slightly and saying, "If I'm not mistaken, the residents of the village also have the same living habits as ordinary people. ”

"Most of the time, they rest at sunrise and do it at sunset."

Hearing this, Liu Ziang and Xu Ling frowned again.

When they came, the villagers stopped them outside the village.

When it comes to people, you can't see their life schedule.

It's just that now I want to come.

When they entered the village, the villagers who had stopped them dispersed, as if they had walked all the way, and the village was indeed deserted.

That night, the villagers began to perform the sacrifice of immortality again.

A whole night of sacrifice, even a normal person will definitely not be able to stand it.

The next day, the villagers rested during the day.

Compared with these two compartments, Liu Ziang really couldn't tell what the villagers' living and resting was for a while.

However, the two of them then turned their heads to look at Wu Ming again.

Wuming only thought about it for a moment, and then nodded towards the two who looked at him.

"Indeed, now that I think about it, the villagers' routines are different from ordinary people."

"My adoptive father taught the children in the village to read and write in the evenings."

Immediately, Professor Hao's laughter came out again.

"If I'm not mistaken, the villagers wear it every day, it must be a shroud!"