Xun Sheng looked forward and suddenly saw an extremely strange scene.

Two or three miles away, dozens of people stood on the earthen dam, all of them craned their necks and howled at the southwest sky, and the sound was made by them.

"What are they doing?"

Everyone subconsciously froze, and Han Jianjian scratched his scalp and asked.

"Yes! Li Bo, what are these bunnies calling? Old man Zhou asked the tall and thin man.

"I don't know! When we left just now, although everyone was also standing on the dam, they could ...... Not so! ”

Meng Lao on the side said coldly: "Something is wrong, they are afraid that they can't help themselves!" ”

After speaking, he didn't care about our reaction, and quickened his pace and walked straight towards the earthen dam.

We had to keep up.

Two or three miles are far away, but the dirt roads in the countryside are potholed and very difficult to walk, and it takes seven or eight minutes to really walk. As soon as we walked less than 200 meters, the shouting stopped abruptly, and the people on the dam looked like normal people, some looked behind them, some simply squatted on the ground, and of course some people saw us.

Beckoning to us, but I couldn't hear what was coming out of my mouth.

"What did you just call?"

Without waiting to walk under the dam, Old Man Zhou asked angrily.

"What? What's called? Uncle Zhou is talking about us? ”

Obviously, Zhou Laohan thought that this group of people were playing a prank, and glared at the person who spoke: "Don't talk about you, do you still talk about this pile of soil!" ”

"We didn't call!"

"Didn't call? Nonsense! We are not deaf...... Just the same as a wolf. ”

I noticed that the twenty or thirty people on the dam were barefoot, and their expressions were quite serious, not like they were pranks, and while I was scanning them, these people were also looking at us, and several of them were still fixed on Wu Jinghan and Wu Yuhui, with sparks in their eyes.

"Uncle Zhou, we're really useless......"

"Strong!"

After walking for more than ten minutes in one breath, Meng Lao was a little out of breath, he wanted to say something, but he was panting unevenly, so he had to wave his hand first to interrupt the conversation between the two sides.

"It's not...... No...... They don't even know it! ”

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes focused on Meng Lao's face.

"Sir, you say they don't even know they're calling to the sky?" Old Man Zhou looked surprised.

"That's right! If the old decay is not mistaken, they were under the 'magic barrier' just now, and they don't know what they are doing.

'Ahh Magic Barrier'? Who's going to get the 'magic barrier'? ”

"The white coffin!" With that, he staggered towards the dam.

Opposite the dam was a big crater, the size of a football field and a half, and there were small pits at the bottom of the big pit, shovels and carts scattered everywhere, and at first glance I didn't see the so-called white coffin.

Old Man Zhou also took a look, turned around and asked, "Where is the white coffin!" ”

Someone pointed to a pile of soil in the middle of the pit: "Behind that pile of soil, a corner has just been dug out, and we don't dare to move it again!" ”

Without waiting for Zhou Laohan to reply, Meng Lao snorted coldly: "It's right if you don't dare to move, otherwise you will all die here!" ”

"What? You...... What do you say! ”

These words were like a thunderclap, and everyone began to shout.

"Okay, why are you going to die?"

"Who is this man?"

Anger instantly appeared on the faces of dozens of young men.

Zhou Laohan hurriedly played a round: "These people are from Jinan, what station reporters, this time it was an exclusive interview with our village, this ...... The old gentleman ......"

"The old man's surname is Meng, and he knows a little bit about public opinion...... That's what you call Feng Shui! ”

Someone said: "Another feng shui gentleman, there is no shortage of feng shui gentlemen in our village." ”

As soon as these words landed, the other two immediately chimed in: "Yes! ”

But most of the people just looked at Meng Lao quietly, without making a sound, it is estimated that these people did not respond when they saw it, they were slightly embarrassed, and they no longer shouted.

"Coffin? What happened to the coffin? ”

Meng Lao didn't say anything, but opened the small black bag he was carrying and took out a black box from inside.

"The people who go down with me, each with one in their hands, and the others hurry down to the bottom of the dam."

As he spoke, he took out a few wooden sticks the thickness of a child's finger from the box and divided them among us.

"I'll go down and take a look!"

Old Man Zhou sighed, took two steps over and took one, then turned around and glanced around the crowd.

"What about you? Breed ......"

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

Li Bo and another Humpty Dumpty man stepped forward to take one each, and the others were silent.

"This is a pure yang peach wood branch that resists dirt, but ...... Forget it, you don't understand it, so follow me closely, don't move, and don't touch it. ”

The big pit was dug with potholes, and it can be seen that it is the unique sandy soil layer in the Yellow River, which looks slimy and sticky, but it is very strong when stepped on.

The fear of coffins, especially those dug up in the ground, has become a human stress response.

Descending to the bottom of the pit, Meng Lao suddenly stopped.

His left hand was in the shape of an orchid, and his right hand stroked his sparse beard, staring affectionately, and he looked like a magic stick.

"It's not good!"

Han Jianjian hurried over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Did someone in the coffin cheat the corpse? ”

Meng Lao shook his head: "People? Who told you there was a person in the coffin? ”

Originally, my attention was on the mound dozens of meters away, and when I heard this, I was so shocked that the wooden stick in my hand fell to the ground.

"Meng Lao, you ...... What do you mean by that? I quickly picked it up and asked Meng Lao.

"Look at this terrain as a place of extreme yin, it is clearly not a place to bury people." Meng Lao replied coldly.

"The Land of the Extreme Shade? Before you went to the underground space, you also said that it was the land of extreme yin......"

Actually, I want to ask, what is the land of extreme yin, and why are there so many places of yin!

"That's right! I also wondered, it is said that such a place is extremely rare, who knew that in just one month, we actually came across two places, and it was really a creation. ”

"And what's the point of this place?"

"Heaven and earth are all mutually reinforcing, originally this yin cave was pressed by the Yellow River, and the things in the coffin were sealed, but now the Yellow River has been rerouted, and the coffin has been dug out again...... I'm afraid it's hard to control. ”

"You mean this coffin was originally under the Yellow River?" I asked in surprise.

"That's right! But it was not intentionally buried to the bottom of the river, but after it was buried, someone diverted the Yellow River and suppressed the coffin with the entire river. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Laohan waved his hand again and again: "This is impossible!" Every time the Yellow River is diverted, it will drown many people and destroy many crops. ”

Meng Lao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to brush his beard, and asked rhetorically: "Then do you know how many times the Yellow River has been changed?" ”

"At least a hundred times! This one...... Where will anyone remember this. Zhou Laohan shook his head and replied.

"The Yellow River is known for its good silting, good decision, and good migration, and it is said that there are two breaks in three years and a diversion in a hundred years. According to statistics, in the thousands of years before 1946, the Yellow River burst and flooded 1,593 times, and there were 26 major diversions. Divert the northernmost through the Haihe River and exit the Dagu mouth; The southernmost one passes through the Huai River and enters the Yellow Sea. ”

Zhou Lao was so shocked that his mouth opened: "You know this!" ”

"I don't know this, but I also know that at least 15 of the famous 26 diversions of the Yellow River were man-made, and each diversion had an ulterior motive."

I heard this in a fog, since Meng Lao's words are conclusive, it should be true.

The question just now has been haunting my mind, so I continued to ask: "Old Meng, there is no person in the coffin, so what else can it be?" ”

Meng Lao shook his head: "I don't know what he is now."

As I spoke, I walked to the front of the large mound of earth, and I saw a few shovels scattered behind the mound, and I can imagine the degree of panic they were at that time, and there was a large white stone revealed in the small pit, which should be a white coffin.

Meng Lao circled around the pit twice, and his face became even more pale.

"Gotta clean up the dirt around you!"

Finally, after Meng Lao stopped, he pointed to the white stone in the small dirt pit and whispered.

Han Jianli and Li Bo and I hurriedly picked up shovels and dug for the soil.

You could see that they were a little nervous, and the hand holding the shovel was shaking.

Since I was a child, I have heard from the old men in the village that digging graves is a detrimental thing to yin morality.

Although I still don't know what Yin Virtue is.

The servants dug for about ten minutes, and gradually, the top of a huge coffin appeared in front of us.

"Stop!"

Meng Lao waved his hand, and asked Wu Yuhui and Wu Jinghan to break some willow branches and leaves, which were used as brooms to sweep the soil on the coffin.

The cold sweat came down from my body.

There are hundreds of strange characters engraved on the coffin, these characters are like tadpoles, and they look like oracle bones, the key is that I look familiar!

After a few closer looks, his brain was like a lightning bolt, and he subconsciously reached out and touched his pocket.

Damn, is it a coincidence?

The symbols on it are eight or nine points similar to the characters on the animal skins given by Bragu, and although I don't know any of them, I can be sure that they belong to the same type of writing system.

Ancient Miao Wen?

I remember Blagu saying that the symbols on the hides are a very old ancient Miao script.

That's weird!

The Miao people are distributed in the southwest of our country, Yunnan, Guizhou and other places, how can we have ancient Miao here? Still on a strange white coffin.

"This coffin can't be moved today, I have to go back and prepare."

Meng Lao not only didn't let us dig anymore, but let us leave quickly.

When I asked him why, he didn't say.

Wu Jinghan felt that this matter should be reported to the cultural relics department, at least call the police first!

Meng Lao didn't let it, saying that the special thing was to suppress the things in the coffin, otherwise the whole village would be left without a single mouth, and if everything went well, at least until tomorrow evening the cultural relics department could be notified.

Besides, we are the task force organized by Liu Liwei, what else do you report to the police?

Han Jianli asked again what was inside the white coffin.

Meng Lao still shook his head, only saying that it was something that should not exist.

As soon as he saw such a big white coffin, coupled with the strange thing that happened just now, Zhou Laohan also panicked, and learned that Meng Lao was a master of public opinion, and immediately grabbed the life-saving straw.

"O Master! It turns out that you still have this identity, so you must save our village! We...... We all listen to you! ”

Meng Lao nodded with a serious expression.

"Go back first! This is urgent, I have to prepare. ”

The group returned to the village and went directly to the village branch.

On the way, Zhou Laohan mentioned my uncle Song Jianmin and Shendan, and Meng Lao said that it was okay, and we would meet in the afternoon to discuss.

There were many people around the entrance of the village branch of Donghu Village, mostly old men and children, and when I asked, I learned that the news of the white coffin found in the depression in the southwest corner of the village had been rumored.

I immediately recognized two of them as old men who had been sitting in front of the small village supermarket and chatting.

"I said it a long time ago! That depression is not quiet! ”

"Yes! Wasn't that white dragon also found there! ”

White Dragon? These words immediately attracted me.

There is a legend that there is a dragon in the Yellow River since ancient times, and it is even rumored that there is a dragon palace in the Yellow River, where the dragon king of the Yellow River lives......

Out of curiosity, I leaned in front of the two old men.

"Uncle, haven't you had lunch yet!"

The two old men glanced at each other: "Huh! It's you! Looking for the village party secretary? ”

I nodded: "Found it - I heard from you just now that you have seen the white dragon?" ”

The two looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"Uncle! It can't be a joke, right? Where in the world are dragons! As he spoke, he took out the only box of cigarettes, opened them, and handed one to each person.

The old man with a wrinkled face, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly spoke: "That was when the devil hit Sanlizhuang, so it counted...... Sixty or seventy years! ”

I couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are you old this year?" ”

"What? Q: How old am I? The old man rubbed his eyes, "Eighty-three, I remember the year I found the white dragon, I was only ten years old......"

The old man's narration was unclear, and I could only understand the general idea.

It's probably about 1940, but it's definitely four or six years ago.

At that time, the whole of North China was in chaos, and various sweeps and village massacres occurred from time to time, and many villages were touched from history at that time. At that time, there were three relatively large villages in this area, and there were many "warriors" in the village, of course, few people now know the name of this village, because they are all three miles away from each other, and most of them are called Sanli Village together.

The so-called "beating Sanli Village" was a battle, which ended with the slaughter of thousands of people in three villages.

The real thing is not so simple, because on the night after the villagers were slaughtered, all the devils also died tragically in the camp, according to the memories of those who saw it at the time, they heard a strange sound similar to the barking of a cow at night, and the sound was very penetrating, at least people within a radius of more than ten miles heard it.

Strangely enough, none of the dogs barked that night, as if they had received some kind of command. At the same time, the people who were hiding nearby heard the screams of people coming from the camp, which were so shrill and piercing that people's scalps tingled to hear.

The next day, there was no movement in the camp of the devils, and it was not until after noon that the brave ones dared to lean over, and they saw the devils whose bodies and faces were severely deformed.

All of them are dead!

A long trail was left on the ground, and the earth was covered a foot deep, about a meter wide, and trees broke and plants were uprooted in its path.

The traces lead straight into the rolling Yellow River.