"Young Master Chuan, did you find anything in the village?" Jia Fatzi asked tentatively: "For example, have you found an ......antique or something like that?" ”

Mu Zifeng knew that Jia Fatzi still didn't give up, and wanted to know what treasures were nearby.

"What did you find?" Zhao Zichuan wiped away his tears and said in a miserable trembling voice: "Brother Feng, fat brother, this village is full of broken houses, and there are even ...... And ......"

"What else?" Fat Jia's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he hurriedly asked.

"There are still many bones, some hanging on the beams, some piled on the ground, that's a miserable!" Zhao Zichuan said sadly.

According to Zhao Zichuan's description, he explored many houses, the walls were broken, full of dust, and the toppled beams and pillars were hung upside down with cobwebs, all of which were broken and rotten, and no living person was found.

"Brother Feng, do you know? In a room on the west side, there were many skeletons piled up, and as soon as I entered the door, a skeleton fell from behind the door, and I was so frightened that my soul was scattered, and I desperately escaped. Zhao Zichuan said with palpitations: "I don't know what kind of ghost village this is, if I wasn't afraid of going out and being taken away by wolves, I would have fled the village a long time ago!" ”

"Dead man's bones? Crazy people, dead people's bones, can they be sold for a good price on the road? Fat Jia turned around and asked about Mu Zifeng.

"On the road? Which way? Mu Zifeng sneered.

"Oh, on the gravedigging trail, of course! Although my fat man is lonely and unheard, I heard that dried corpses have been unearthed in the western provinces, which have been dug up by foreigners and sold for a lot of money! Jia Fatzi said matter-of-factly.

"Fatty, I'm an archaeologist, and I don't do the work of tomb robbers." Mu Zifeng then asked, "When did you become interested in tomb robbing?" ”

"Hey, that's not what I heard from foreigners in the casino." Jia Fatzi said in a thoughtful voice: "Hey, I heard that the little face of that dried corpse is beautiful, and it is a great beauty that has not been seen in a thousand years!" ”

"Hmph, no matter how beautiful it is, it's not as good as my quiet girl." Zhao Zichuan turned his head disdainfully.

"Don't sell it, madman, are you going to say it, is it worth it?" Jia Fatzi ignored Zhao Zichuan, he only had that blockage in his heart.

"I said fatty, you should die as soon as possible, a thousand-year-old dry corpse is indeed valuable." Mu Zifeng said: "But the climate here is not as dry as the western provinces, and the moist water vapor will quickly erode the corpse, no matter how old the corpse is, it will have long been turned into white bones, where is the dry corpse?" ”

"That'...... Then since there is an ancient village, there must be antiques, treat my fat man, and bring them out one by one. Seeing that Mu Zifeng said that the bones were worthless, Jia Fatzi was not discouraged, but bent down and walked around in the earthen house, still muttering in his mouth: "My little baby, my little baby, obediently, come to the arms of the fat man, come to the arms of the fat man!" ”

Mu Zifeng didn't have the heart to care about Jia Fatzi, let him do whatever he wanted, he fell into doubts, what he couldn't figure out was:

This village and town located on the shore of the nameless lake is not clearly marked on the map, and after a toss, Yangshui Town has not been found, so where is this village?

Since the village has been abandoned, why does this earthen house still retain the breath of life? Zhao Zichuan said that there are many white bones, what love and hatred are hidden?

Mu Zifeng frowned, puzzled.

"Haha, madman, there's a discovery!" Jia Fatzi suddenly jumped more than three feet high, he held a wooden bucket in his hand, and swayed proudly towards Mu Zifeng, the water in the barrel, under the action of force, swayed left and right, and splashed on the ground.

Mu Zifeng and Zhao Zichuan hurriedly came over.

It turned out that the wooden barrel in Jia Fatzi's hand was the wooden barrel opposite the stove, and he inadvertently lifted the wooden barrel, but found that where the wooden barrel was placed, a golden thing about four inches long and wide protruded.

"I think it must be a gold brick!" Jia Fatzi smiled and stretched out his right hand to touch a handful of "gold bricks", and sniffed his fingers again, as if he smelled the smell of gold.

"Gold Bricks?" Zhao Zichuan said in surprise: "Why didn't I see the gold bricks when I was cooking just now?" ”

"You must not be able to lift the bucket, just use the clay bowl to scoop water and cook, right?" Jia Fatzi hit the nail on the head and told the truth, which made Zhao Zichuan's black face turn red in an instant. Jia Fatzi didn't have time to observe the changes in Zhao Zichuan's expression, but just urged Mu Zifeng:

"Madman, you're talking! Aren't you a master of archaeology? ”

Mu Zifeng, who was squatting on the ground, knocked on the brick with his hand, put his ear to listen for a while, wiped it on the brick with his fingertips, and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff. After a while, he stood up and patted the fat man on the stomach.

"Fatty, I may want to disappoint you, this is indeed called gold bricks." Mu Zifeng spread his hands helplessly.

"It's a gold brick, isn't that right? Why do you disappoint me? Jia Fatzi looked puzzled.

"Listen to me, because although it is called a gold brick, it is not a 'gold brick' in the real sense."

"Don't talk about the real thing, just ask if it's gold!" Fat Jia heard Mu Zifeng say that it was not a gold brick, and he suddenly became anxious.

"It doesn't contain gold, it's just high-grade bricks fired from clay!" Mu Zifeng explained: "I see that this gold brick is made of clay, there is a smell of grass, I judge that it is produced in a local brick kiln, the soil may be wet soil by the Wei River, and then look at the shape and size of this brick, but it is more expensive than ordinary bricks, and it is not worth much!" ”

Hearing Mu Zifeng's professional comments, Jia Fatzi was completely desperate, he kicked on the "gold brick" in anger, and scolded and said in his mouth: "Dare to play my fat man, I really don't know whether to live or die!" ”

At the moment when Fat Jia's big foot kicked the "gold brick", a strange sound of "crunch" echoed in Mu Zifeng's ears.

The three of them involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound, and found that the earthen wall made a "boom" sound, and a three-person wide opening opened on the wall, and transparent moonlight leaked in.

That "gold brick" turned out to be a mechanism.

Jia Fatzi and Zhao Zichuan opened their mouths in surprise.

"Brother Feng, there is a door on the wall, there will be no ghosts!" Zhao Zichuan's legs trembled.

"Ghosts? I knew there must be a baby, haha! Fat Jia laughed out loud and rushed out first.

"Wait a minute, don't worry!" Mu Zifeng just wanted to stop Fat Jia and ask him not to act rashly, but Fat Jia's legs had already stepped out. In desperation, Mu Zifeng was worried that Fat Jia would make a mistake and cause trouble, so he followed. When Zhao Zichuan saw that he was left in the house, he was not far behind and caught up.

They entered a large courtyard that was seven or eight feet square, and the courtyard was empty, and in the innermost part of the courtyard there was a wooden house, because of some distance, it was impossible to see the whole picture of the wooden house.

"This courtyard is so empty!" Jia Fatzi was a little disappointed, he glanced at the wooden house opposite: "That dilapidated house is probably nothing, and it is in tatters and loses a bell!" ”

Mu Zifeng just wanted to persuade Fat Jia to open a little, but suddenly Zhao Zichuan suddenly knelt down in front of him.

"Brother Chuan, why did you make this big gift?" Mu Zifeng hurriedly went to help Zhao Zichuan up, but Zhao Zichuan was reluctant to get up, the muscles on his face were distorted because of excessive panic, he trembled and pointed to his right foot, and five words gently popped out of his teeth:

"The ghost hooked me!"

This frightened Mu Zifeng, he moved his gaze to Zhao Zichuan's feet, and just wanted to explore one or two, but found that Jia Fatzi also stopped, he pointed to the left foot behind him, and the muscles on his face were tense.

Could it be that Fat Jia was also hooked by a ghost?

Mu Zifeng looked at Zhao Zichuan's feet again, an arm with no skin and flesh and bare white bones stretched out, and the white Sensen's hand bones were grabbing his right foot and neck.

It's like a mad white bone claw!

Seeing this scene, Mu Zifeng felt a tingling on his scalp, and cold sweat came out from the back of his neck, and he thought in his heart, needless to say, Jia Fatzi must be in the same danger.

But how to deal with such a dangerous situation? Mu Zifeng's mind went blank.

In the face of unknown dangers, although not moving, is also a solution. But standing still is not a matter after all.

Because time passed minute by minute, Jia Fatzi could still insist on standing, but the hungry Zhao Zichuan was already shaky and couldn't hold on for a few seconds.

Just as Mu Zifeng was racking his brains, Zhao Zichuan really didn't catch his breath, and fainted and fell down.

"Oops!" Mu Zifeng screamed, and simply kicked towards the white bone claw.

At the moment when Zhao Zichuan fell, the arm of the white bone claw was kicked off, and the white bone claw kicked into the air, and fell to the ground like a strange flower, silently.

Mu Zifeng also reacted, surely it wasn't a ghost? Can the ghost's claws make him kick off easily?

Settled Zhao Zichuan simply, he shone the arm with the fire fold again, goosebumps quickly filled his body, and where Zhao Zichuan and Jia Fatzi stood, they stretched out arms of different heights, some clenched their fists, some opened five fingers, and some only had four fingers.

Every arm and palm has no flesh and skin, white bones, and in the courtyard, it is like a tombstone!

After witnessing Mu Zifeng kicking the white bone claw, Jia Fatzi also reacted, and it was the dead man's hand bone that hooked him. He uncharacteristically bowed deeply to that arm, tiptoed around those arms, and walked to Mu Zifeng's side.

"Crazy, what's this weird place?"

"I don't know." Mu Zifeng shook his head: "I only know that these people were all buried alive!" ”

"Buried alive?" Jia Fatzi opened his mouth in surprise.

"Didn't you notice?" Mu Zifeng pointed to those arms: "Before they died, they desperately grabbed the soil with their hands, but unfortunately the people who killed them were extremely cruel, and they kept pouring the soil down, and this place became their tomb!" ”

"Huh? Who is so hurtful! Jia Fatzi couldn't believe his eyes: "There are at least dozens of people buried in this yard?" ”

"Dozens? The murderer simply lost his conscience and acted like a livestock! Mu Zifeng sighed sadly: "No wonder I felt that room was surrounded by yin qi just now, it turned out that there was a live grave for a hundred people in the courtyard!" ”