"Third uncle, grandpa, what are they talking about, why can't I understand a word?"

Li Ergou couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked the third uncle.

The fat man who had been standing next to him also turned his head curiously, wanting to see how the third uncle would explain.

"Kid, where are there so many problems, just take a good look."

But what is puzzling is that the third uncle not only didn't say anything, but also trained Li Ergou.

"Guys, please keep digging."

After listening to Grandpa's answer, Grandpa clenched his fists at the construction team members and said.

The construction team members hesitated for a moment before jumping into the pit, waving their shovels and continuing to dig.

At this time, Li Ergou and the fat man both saw that something was wrong with the situation, especially the fat man, and frowned directly.

If you just repair the ancestral hall, you don't need to dig such a big and deep pit at all.

Unless, there's something buried underneath.

"Brother Ergou, is there something buried underneath this?" The fat man wondered.

Li Ergou shook his head and said, "I don't know, it should be!" ”

He wanted to ask the third uncle, but when he thought of the third uncle's temper, he couldn't help it.

The fat man said before that the Liu ancestral hall is the feng shui eye of the entire Wolong Village.

Now the grandfather not only asked people to dig down, but also said that twenty years have passed, and he will dig things out and take a look.

Could it be that the grandfather asked someone to repair the ancestral hall is fake, and the real purpose is to dig up the things in the eyes of Feng Shui?

Twenty years ago, why twenty years ago?

Because of the disappearance of his father, Li Ergou is too sensitive to this number.

Could it be ...... Could it be that the things buried in the eyes of Feng Shui are related to the strange incident in Fengyuan Building twenty years ago?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Li Ergou was shocked into a cold sweat.

It's no wonder that for so many years, whether it is grandfather, third uncle, or mother, they have not paid much attention to the disappearance of their father.

Especially the third uncle, after knowing that Li Ergou was investigating the matter of Fengyuan Building, not only did not help, but obstructed it in various ways.

There must be some ulterior secret!

Li Ergou was thinking like this, when he suddenly heard a "clang", as if the shovel had touched something.

The construction team first paused for a moment, and then began to clean up in all directions.

It didn't take long for them to clear out a stone monument carved with the head of the mantle, and then the workers were startled and climbed up from the pit.

"Uncle, we can't do your job!"

The construction captain said to the grandfather, his face was a little unpleasant.

These workers are not from Wolong Village, they have been working with soil all year round, and the most taboo thing is to dig up things related to dead people.

Now half of the stone tablet was suddenly dug up, and it was in the ancestral hall again, and a group of talking snakes had been dug up before, and these workers felt unlucky.

Under the leadership of the construction captain, everyone retreated.

"It's okay, it's just a stone tablet, we buried it with our own hands twenty years ago, you can just dig it, it's really not good, I'll give you double the salary." Grandpa persuaded.

Hearing the words of the eldest grandfather, Li Ergou's eyes immediately froze, and some kind of terrible conjecture suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Well, then!"

Hearing that he could get twice the salary, the construction captain hesitated for a moment, but nodded and agreed, and then began to beckon the workers to continue digging.

It didn't take long for the stele to be completely cleaned out.

When Li Ergou looked over, he was immediately taken aback.

The stele is about two meters high and eighty centimeters long, and underneath it is a huge stone turtle that carries the stele on its back.

And, there are four dragon dances in relief on both sides of the stele, the dragon's tail is coiled to the top, the dragon's head stretches out to the four corners, and the surrounding is decorated with line carved cloud patterns, and the two sides are embossed with cloud crane patterns.

The most terrifying thing is that the stone turtle is bleeding all over its body, and it is extremely terrifying!

"Unexpectedly, under this small Liu ancestral hall, there is actually a turtle monument buried." As soon as the stele appeared, the fat man couldn't help but sigh.

"At ten o'clock in the evening, in front of the madman's grave, the spirit carriage is drawn and the box is filled with ghosts, you must go and see!"

The ID of the message, not surprisingly, is still the "ghost of hell".

Li Ergou is now a little skeptical about life, where is this ghost of hell sacred? I didn't eat their rice, why is it so ghostly?

Even if he is the person next to Li Ergou, it is impossible to know everything well.

Could it be that this ghost of hell is a fat man, or a third uncle?

It's just that as soon as this idea appeared, it was denied by Li Ergou.

First of all, the third uncle will not be so boring, people of his age don't like to watch the Internet.

As for the fat man, it is even more impossible.

Several times, the ghost of hell left messages to Li Ergou, and the fat man was all by his side.

After deleting the message of the ghost of hell and banning him forever, Li Ergou devoted himself to intense literary creation.

By the time it was evening, Li Ergou had already written four chapters and set up regular updates.

In this way, those readers should have nothing to say.

glanced at the kitchen and found that his mother had already cooked the meal, and Li Ergou was just about to make a call to the fat man when he heard someone knocking on the door.

He walked over and saw that it was the fat man standing in the doorway.

"Fat man, what did you get out of this day?" Li Ergou said curiously.

The fat man nodded and said, "The crops on the mountain east of Wolong Village have basically been sunburned to death, and other places can't last long, Brother Ergou, we have to solve the problem of the little drought as soon as possible." ”

As soon as he heard this, Li Ergou frowned: "Fat man, what can you do?" ”

If you want to solve the little drought, Li Ergou's only reliance is the fat man who is the descendant of the Heavenly Master.

Of course, the third uncle may also have a way, but Li Ergou feels that with the character of the third uncle, he may not be involved in this matter.

Speaking of the dry fish, the fat man's face also became a little solemn, but he still said: "I found that not far from the entrance of your village, there is a martial saint temple of Guan Erye, we may be able to go there to think of a way." ”

Li Ergou nodded, he still had some impressions of the temple that the fat man said.

More than 10 years ago, there was a drought in Wolong Village, and the grandfather took the people in the village to raise funds to build it.

After the problem of the drought fish had a solution, Li Ergou told the fat man about the message of the ghost of hell again.

When he heard that there was a ghost reader who had been leaving a message for Li Ergou, even the fat man was very surprised.

In order to verify the authenticity of the message of "Hell Ghost", after eating, Li Ergou went out with the fat man, and then came directly to the madman's grave.

Because the third uncle was not there at dinner, there were no major problems.

The madman's grave was dug up by the paper man last night, and during the day today, after his family found out, they made him a clothed grave and called the police.