Chapter 115: Burial on the Ground (I)
As soon as he entered this realm, he was suddenly hit by a cold breath, and it seemed that the cold hairs on his body were instantly opened. The place was situated behind a flat hill, full of mournful grass, and it seemed to have not been set foot in for a long time, and even more so, it had never been exposed to the sun. However, when I had just walked a few steps, I suddenly noticed that the soil under my feet was loose, and it was supposed to be a gravel road, but when I walked on it, I clearly felt soft.
It was only soft, but it was not a sign of crumbling due to lack of moisture, for I noticed that there was a trace of water oozing from the place where I had stepped on the footprints. Seeing this, I hurriedly shouted, "There is water!" "This is a strange thing, because this area has been dry for months, and the only place to find a water source is the living water ditch a few miles southeast of Pingyang Town, and it is extremely difficult to find a little water source in the local area.
It can also be said that it cannot be found at all.
But there are real water stains here. As I spoke, I bent down and touched the oozing water stain with my hand, but I hurriedly took it back, and the water stain was so cold that it made my heart beat wildly. At the same time, Wujin also ran to me, reached out and touched the water stain with a surprised face, but it was the same as me, he took it back with a shocked face, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Ergou, how can there be water here?!" ”
I didn't immediately answer the five-catty question, but looked up at the distance, Master was touching Hu Qingxuan over there, and instead, I said in a deep voice: "Water has appeared since here, but it is in line with the doorway of the drought ghost, my master said that the place where the drought ghost is located, damp and seepping water, and the yin does not disperse." Moreover, there is water so far away, and the place where the drought ghost is buried must be in front of it, five catties, if you want me to say, this time we are in the right place! ”
When Wujin and I came to Master's side, we saw them walking back and forth around a low-lying area. Hu Zhishu, who never dared to speak, chattered endlessly: "This is really a strange place, in previous years, even grass and trees could not grow here, and the drought was tight, so none of our villagers in Pingyang Town came here to cultivate farmland." But I didn't expect that after so long, this place is so humid, and there are signs of water accumulation, if we knew that this was the case, we wouldn't have to go so far to fetch water, how nice it would be to dig a well here! ”
Listening to Hu Zhishu's words, he seemed to be glad to have found this place. After hearing Hu Zhishu's words, the master shook his head and sighed: "Hu Zhishu, the water source you want must not be taken here, and I can be sure now that this place is the burial place of the drought ghosts!" ”
"Huh?" Hu Zhishu looked at the master blankly, then glanced around, and said in astonishment: "How is this possible? This place...... I don't remember anyone being buried! Moreover, once the villagers of Pingyang Town passed away, they were all buried in the south, and few people buried them in the north, except for the dragon's lair that we saw before, this place can almost be said to be unable to find a suitable place to bury, at least in the last few decades, I have not heard of anyone's grave buried here. By the way, there are some children who died young, and they can't enter the ancestral grave, so they may be able to dig a pit and bury them in a random place around them. That, what about the water here...... Is it really the work of the drought? ”
The master nodded seriously: "The place where the drought ghost is located must be a dark place of dampness and seepage, this can already be confirmed. In addition, the dragon's lair found before is an empty grave, it can be seen that the burial place that Xing Hu found for the daughter of the Wei family will not be a good place, it is desolate and remote, if you bury someone secretly, it is not impossible! ”
At this moment, Luo Xinghai suddenly held the compass and shouted: "It's really strange, there are traces to follow all around, but there are so many signs, confusing my ability to discriminate." I can't determine the exact location of the grave, Mr. Hu, you ...... too" When Luo Xinghai saw that Hu Qingxuan was also wandering around at a loss, he couldn't help but smack his lips and swallowed back the unfinished words.
Hu Qingxuan heard Luo Xinghai's words, and then said: "I feel that the yin wind is sweeping out from all directions, and I am looking for the correct position. As he spoke, Hu Qingxuan bent down in the distance and pinched a handful of soil, put it between his noses and sniffed it, but finally abandoned it. And here, the master didn't mean to look for it, but stared directly at Hu Zhishu.
stared at Hu Zhishu uncomfortably, and Hu Zhishu suddenly couldn't help asking, "Mr. Yang, what do you want to say?" ”
The master hurriedly said, "Hu Zhishu, think about it carefully, what major things have happened in this Longtouling area?" Or maybe there was some other demon! After speaking, the master still stared at Hu Zhishu with unblinking eyes, Hu Zhishu scratched his forehead with an embarrassed face, as if he was seriously recalling, but after thinking about it, he still shook his head helplessly. At this moment, the Master said, "The filth in this place is very heavy, but it is by no means the breath of a drought ghost, and I have noticed a trace of ...... A trace of the long-ago dust seal is like some kind of coffin emanating from it. And when the drought ghost died, it was only a few decades ago, but this trace of breath was clearly thousands of years old! ”
"Thousands of years? I can't be sure if there was our Pingyang Town a thousand years ago, Mr. Yang asked me to think about it so far, where did I think about it......" Hu Zhishu couldn't help wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, and then said: "If it goes back to a thousand years ago, I'm afraid I have to go to the county chronicle to find out, but I think that in a small place like ours, even if there is something strange, the county chronicle will not record it." Mr. Yang, I don't think you should go back so far, as long as you can get rid of that drought ghost, we will burn high incense......"
The master shook his head helplessly, as if he was a little disappointed. I didn't pay attention to their conversation, but looked down at their footprints, and sure enough, they were all damp and oozing water. At this moment, I said curiously to Master, "Master, you see that this land is so damp and gloomy, why don't we turn this area upside down, and I don't believe that we can't find the burial place of the drought ghost!" ”
"Boom!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I raised my foot and stomped down, but I stepped on a piece of it, and my feet were empty, and my whole leg fell into the hole in the ground. Before I could scream, Master grabbed me with a quick hand and pulled me out in a dangerous way. I turned my head in horror to look at the cave in the ground, and then turned to Master and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, here, how can there be a hole here?" I'm here, I almost fell in! ”
Master frowned, but he didn't pay attention to me, but looked down at the dark cave, and I looked at the hole with a shudder, but there was no light in it, and there was nothing to see. And the place I stepped on was very narrow, like a very small wellhead. At this moment, Hu Qingxuan and Luo Xinghai both ran back and walked around this hole with us.
I slowly lay down and listened carefully with my ears, as if I could hear the sound of dripping water inside. Standing up in a hurry, I said, "Master, it seems to be very shallow in here, could it be a hole dug by the locals during the Anti-Japanese War?" After speaking, I turned my head to look at Hu Zhishu, but Hu Zhishu smiled bitterly and shook his head, indicating that what I said was wrong.
The master didn't say anything, slowly took out a rune paper from his cuff, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of flame surged up, and then, I saw the master knock the burned rune paper into the hole. I watched as the flame sank into the hole and grew smaller and smaller, and finally seemed to be out of sight...... Does this mean that the hole in the ground is very deep? Otherwise, how could the rune paper fall for so long?
But I heard the sound of dripping water inside!
If there is a hole in the ground that deep, the sound of dripping water should not be heard, or even if there is, it should be an echo. Suddenly, I felt a very cold breath rushing up from below, and at this moment, Master hurriedly waved his arm to push us away, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" But before Master's words fell, I suddenly saw that the fire that had almost disappeared had reappeared, and it was getting bigger and bigger, and then rushed out of the hole with a "whew".
Reduced to a cloud of dust, it drifted away.
Seeing this, the master said in a daze: "This, this is an underground palace, and ...... It's a dungeon where the dead are buried! The yin energy is blazing below, and the yang energy is difficult to enter, but this area is so low-lying, who would choose to bury the corpse in such a place?! As he spoke, the master glanced around, and finally his gaze fell on the hole in the ground below.
Hu Qingxuan frowned, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "This is a very peculiar burial method!" ”
"Hmm." The master nodded, and then said: "If the person who is buried has the ability to build an underground palace, it means that he will not understand that this place is not suitable for burial of corpses, but he resolutely chose this place, this place is full of yin and filth, and the filth is strong, if it is buried here, it is the next choice, because there is a kind of burial method is buried in the ground, which can trap the soul of the tomb owner in the cave, and will not be able to live forever. With that, the master dusted off his body vigorously.
"So, even if there is a tomb owner here, it should be deliberately framed and buried here?" I couldn't help but chime in.
However, at this moment, Hu Zhishu followed closely and opened his mouth: "Mr. Yang, you just said that the graveyard of the drought ghost is here, but listen to what you said about the underground palace, it doesn't seem to be the drought ghost. No matter how powerful the bandit Xing Hu was, it was impossible for him to work so hard for a woman, and he made a false forbidden monument and built a dungeon, the forbidden stele was reasonable, and the dungeon was not so easy to hide from people! ”