Han Wei, who was asleep, sensed that the bed was shaking, and then heard the roar of the machine, Han Wei thought of something, suddenly turned over and got up, and went straight to the ancestral grave.

Sure enough, the demolition people came again, and there were many more people in uniforms, some of which were similar to police uniforms, but there were some differences in color, and there were no sirens. Han Wei didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly rushed forward and blocked in front of the second grandfather who was negotiating in front.

"What do you want to do?" Han Wei saw that the other party was menacing, and he had already surrounded him while talking, and immediately scolded, although he was also a little scared in his heart, he knew that he couldn't show the slightest fear now, otherwise the other party would be even more arrogant.

The middle-aged man who was still the leader yesterday looked very impatient: "I've given you a deadline, don't blame us for being polite when the time comes." As he spoke, he commanded people to surround him, and dozens of people surrounded Han Wei and the five old men.

"You can dismantle it, but you have to collect the bones of my ancestors and transport them to the village for cremation, which is already the minimum requirement, otherwise you will have to fight with your life." Han Wei didn't know where he got the courage, and when he spoke, he didn't retreat but advanced, and the people who came up from the siege all took a few steps back.

When the middle-aged man heard that he just asked to remove the bones, his hideous expression softened, and he immediately asked everyone to retreat. The middle-aged man always cared about the identity of Han Wei's reporter in his heart, and he was still a little skeptical, seeing that Han Wei was so bold, he must be a person who had experienced ups and downs, and it was not so important whether he was a reporter or not. The most important thing is that I felt a chill just now, which pierced my heart, and I thought about whether to dig other people's ancestral graves, or not to be too persecuted, if I really encountered something unclean, it would be worth the loss.

"You dig carefully, and when you see the bones, immediately collect them and pile them up carefully." The middle-aged man gave an order, and the three excavators were constructed.

Han Wei wanted the old man to go back first, but the five old men were unwilling to leave, and kept talking about unworthy children and grandchildren. Han Wei stood by the excavator, watching carefully, no bones could be destroyed. The leading middle-aged man was talking to Han Wei on the side, not knowing if he wanted to find out Han Wei's true identity. Han Wei knew the other party's name: Li Chun, but Li Chun didn't even know Han Wei's name.

Soon the excavator leveled out a place five or six meters deep and ten meters long, but there were coffins and bones there, and the soil was even more strange, all black, different from the usual black soil, this black is like thick ink. Han Wei had already asked the second grandfather, at the beginning, the plague people were all cremated, and the ashes were also thrown in the ancestral grave, and it was normal that no bones were found, but there must be coffins and bones in the ancestral grave, why are they not seen now?

The excavator continued to work, and after a few hours, the entire ancestral grave was dug open, and still no remains or coffins were found. The soil was still the same black, and under the sunlight, it was still shining, and everyone felt a chill hit them, and the sudden chill made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, like running without clothes in winter.

"The ancestor is angry, and the ancestor is unwilling to leave."

"The descendants of the unscrupulous have kowtowed to their ancestors."

The five old men all felt that their ancestors were angry, and they kept kowtowing at the moment, and they were already crying. The cries echoed through the village, and the air grew colder. The workers and those in uniform all retreated, and this strange thing was beyond their understanding, and they were willing to stay here. However, Li Chun did not leave, although he looked nervous, he did not leave immediately after all.

"Brother Han, is your ancestral grave really buried here?" Li Chun couldn't help but ask, still wondering if it was Han Wei's ploy so that they could retreat.

Han Wei ignored it, his eyes wandered around the cemetery, and it didn't take long to squat down and find some sawdust residues, which were all stained with black paint, and it was difficult to find them in the black soil without looking carefully. These wood chips are scattered in many places and should be left of the coffin. But why are there only these residues left in the coffin, and where did the bones go? Han Wei grabbed a handful of black soil with doubts, feeling a little lubricated, and before he could get closer, the black color of the soil disappeared out of thin air and turned into ordinary loess. Han Wei thought it was an illusion, closed his eyes and opened them again, and there was still a handful of loess in his hand.

I grabbed a handful of black soil again, and after only a few seconds of reaching my hand, the black soil dissipated, this change was only an instantaneous thing, there was no process to observe at all, and I didn't know what was going on.

Li Chun on the side could see it clearly, and felt an incomparable chill coming, as if there was still a voice echoing in his ears, and the fear in his heart came up, so he didn't even say hello, and immediately rushed away from the cemetery. Li Chun went straight to the car, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, thinking of finding a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits. After just a while, the demolition people had already left, and there was no sound of machines, and the Han Village was quiet again.

Han Wei was also a little scared, but when it came to his own ancestors, he had to find out. Suddenly, he found that the edge of the ancestral tomb was exposed, revealing the corner of a mat, Han Wei hurriedly stepped forward and cut open the soil on it with his hands, and the straw mat had already only a few palm-sized corners, but there were only a few bones, and there were some black marks, which could be seen to be the shape of a person.

This is the only corpse bone seen in the ancestral tomb, and there are only a few pieces left, Han Wei wanted to investigate the corpse bones, but he didn't dare to touch it with his hands, and there were no branches around. Han Wei had to leave for the time being, wanting to find something to take the bones away.

"Second grandfather, do you know whose grave it is?" Han Wei saw that several old people were still crying, and wanted to distract them from being too sad.

The second grandfather followed the direction of Han Wei's finger, looked at it, and said, "That is the grave of your third grandfather, and your third grandfather only left two years ago." ”

Han Wei was shocked, he had only been dead for two years, and there were only a few bones left in the corpse, which was simply incredible, these things were too abnormal, and Han Wei wanted to figure it out. After taking a basin and iron tongs from the village, he came to the grave of the third grandfather again, and the bones just now were gone, and the corners of the straw mats were also gone. Han Wei hurriedly looked around, except for the second grandfather, there was no one within a few miles.

If no one took it, why did it disappear in such a short period of time? Han Wei was shocked, and suddenly found that there were more black marks on the location of the missing bones, and when he leaned over, it was some powder, and now it seemed that the bones had weathered on their own. It's just that such a fast speed is too unbelievable, Han Wei hurriedly transferred some powder to the basin, thinking about where to test it and see what the reason is.

Just as Han Wei was about to continue the investigation, the sixth grandmother suddenly fainted, presumably due to being too sad. Han Wei hurriedly helped the sixth grandmother back, and persuaded the second grandfather to go back together, and the old people had no extra energy, so they returned home together, just like walking with the corpse, it can be seen how much damage the matter of the ancestral tomb has brought to them.

After comforting a few old people to rest, Han Wei came to the ancestral tomb again with a glass bottle, wanting to keep some for testing. Han Wei then found a place of black soil, directly pasted the soil with a glass bottle, and quickly put in some of the soil, no matter how much, immediately blocked the mouth of the bottle. The black soil in the seal, waiting for a while, the color has not changed, presumably not in contact with the air, can be stored for a period of time.

Suddenly, Han Wei found that he had been ignoring a problem, there were no ants, no earthworms, and not even any insects in this cemetery. At this time, I remembered that before the excavation of the ancestral grave, there were no trees, not even weeds, even if several old people often came to weed, it was impossible to be so clean, without any traces of soil turning. Han Wei wondered if these strange situations had something to do with the black soil, and even the disappearance of the bones had something to do with the black soil?

In order to verify what he thought, Han Wei immediately ran to the edge of the ancestral tomb and continued to dig the soil forward, but the black soil suddenly stopped before he could dig far, and then there was ordinary loess. Some grass roots can already be seen in the loess, although they have withered, but they really exist. Han Wei looked ahead, the farther away, the more lush weeds and trees became, a vibrant scene, and Han Village, especially the ancestral grave, formed a distinct view of this.

What kind of substance is this black soil? Where did it come from? When did the land of ancestral graves change? There were too many doubts, Han Wei only felt dizzy, and tried his best not to think about it, before he eased it slightly.

Han Wei returned to the village again, and the second grandfather had not rested, so he sat there in a daze, and his tears had already dried up. Han Wei hurriedly comforted for a moment, although the second grandfather was still in pain, he came back to his senses a little and had a trace of vitality. Han Wei immediately asked, "Second Grandpa, when did the weeds in the ancestral tomb start to disappear?" ”

The second grandfather didn't seem to hear it, Han Wei repeated it twice, and the second grandfather finally reacted: "There was no grass growing in the ancestral grave many years ago, don't ask about this, go buy some pigs and sheep to worship the ancestors." ”

Worshipping his ancestors, Han Wei naturally had no opinion, but he just wanted to figure out these weird things. Are there really ghosts in the world? As soon as this thought appeared in Han Wei's heart, he was suppressed and said, "I'll buy it in a while, can the second grandfather remember when there were no weeds in the ancestral tomb?" ”

The second grandfather didn't know why Han Wei wanted to know this, but he still began to think about it, and only said after a long time: "When the plague broke out in the village, it was still there, and then I don't know when it was gone." ”

When there was a plague in Han Village, there were all dead and wounded, how could the old man have the heart to pay attention to the matter of weeds, Han Wei knew that he would not get a more accurate time if he continued to ask, so he didn't ask more. Seeing that the time was just ten o'clock, it was still too late to go to the county seat to buy things, so I said hello to the second grandfather and left in a hurry. When I walked out of the village, I suddenly thought of the time that the second grandfather said just now, it was after the plague in Han Village, and I remembered that the second grandfather also said that the cremated ashes of the clansmen who died in the plague were sprinkled on the ancestral grave, is it because of the changes caused by these ashes?

Han Wei felt that he had caught a clue, but he had never heard of such a strange change in the ashes after being cremated by the plague. Now only by figuring out what the so-called plague was in Hancun back then, may be able to find the answer.