I walked out of the archives, and my ears were still echoing Director Lin's words, a family of 34, all killed, how much resentment does this have?

The heavier the resentment, the more fierce it will be after death, before I knew the owner of the mansion, I still had the courage to fight against him, but now that I understand, I find that my courage is disappearing little by little.

To go or not to go?

I looked down at the time, and it was half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour left, just in time to reach the big mansion.

The shuttle stopped in front of me, and I instinctively backed away, and in my heart, I didn't want to take any chances.

But when I looked down and saw the shovel and gasoline in my hand, I stopped in my footsteps, and made so many preparations, should I retreat when the time came?

Can my retreat bring me peace?

"Hey, can't you get in the car?" The driver of the shuttle bus looked at me from the car and said impatiently.

I gritted my teeth and stepped on the bus.

The car took me and staggered in the direction of Wanghe District.

When I got there, I saw Aunt Liu, who was sitting on a chair and was weaving a broom, and when she saw me, she smiled at me and then lowered her head again.

She didn't seem surprised at all by the shovel and gasoline I was holding, and didn't even ask.

If I set a fire and burn down this big mansion, see if you can still be so calm?

I thought maliciously, and then I opened the door and stepped into the mansion.

Tingting said that the owner of the mansion was not inside, and he was buried under a plane tree in the back garden.

I feel strange in my heart, Qin Dongtian was a great general when he was alive, and he should be buried in a grand ceremony after his death, how could he be buried under a tree in obscurity?

With doubts, I went into the back garden, and in the garden, there were broken branches and leaves, a dilapidated scene, only a plane tree in the middle, growing luxuriantly and green, as if it would never decay.

On one of its branches, a thick hemp rope was tied, and under the hemp rope was a cushion on which the girl in white once sat on the swing.

Now that the girl in white is gone, and there is no wind around, according to common sense, the swing will not shake.

But I still saw it swaying slightly, as if after the girl in white left, someone sat on it, swinging back and forth, which looked a little weird.

Zhang Tingting told me in a dream that the owner of the mansion was buried there, but she didn't tell me the specific direction, so I could only take a shovel and choose a random location under the plane tree, and then bend down and dig down.

Half an hour passed, and the pit I dug was almost up to my waist, but there was still nothing underneath, so I didn't give up, so I changed to another position and started digging again.

It was already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and although the summer had passed, the autumn tiger was still very fierce, but fortunately I stayed under the shade of the tree and did not have to worry about heat stroke.

I dug another pit, and there was still nothing underneath, I almost wanted to give up, but when I thought of the danger in Zhang Tingting's mouth, I wiped the sweat on my forehead and turned to another direction.

It was about two or three meters away from the thick trunk of the plane tree, and the terrain was a little higher than the rest of the place, which is why I didn't choose it at first.

Because of the high terrain, it was more difficult to dig, but when I went down with a shovel, I found that the soil there was softer and much easier to dig than in other places.

I was overjoyed, I was almost sure I had found the right place, only the soil that had been touched would be so soft, and the owner of the big mansion was probably buried here.

Finding my bearings, I was full of energy, and with the swing of my shovel, I threw the dirt up piece by piece, and it was not long before I dug a large pit to a depth of my part.

But I still didn't find anything, and I put down my shovel and leaned against a wall of dirt, gasping for breath.

I wanted to climb up, but under the plane tree, I dug a total of three pits, but I never found the remains of the owner of the mansion.

After a short rest, I threw the shovel up, supporting it with both hands, and I was about to go up, when inadvertently, my foot seemed to step on a round thing.

My heart moved, and I put my hand down and turned to look at my feet.

Underneath my feet, there was a rounded protrusion that was inconspicuous, and since it was behind me, I didn't notice it.

I crouched down and cleared the dirt from it, and a round skull appeared in front of me, white and sensitive, at first glance, very scary.

Fortunately, I was mentally prepared, and it was daylight and the light was strong, so although my heart was beating, I quickly calmed down.

Could this skull in front of him belong to the owner of the big mansion?

It's been so long, in the archives, although I have seen a photo of Qin Dongtian, in the photo, he is dressed in a military uniform, holding a sword, not smiling, the most memorable thing is that on his delicate face, near the center of his eyebrows, there is a mole.

But now all I found was a skull, and there was nothing on it, so naturally there was no black mole.

But then I thought that the skull didn't prove anything, but Qin Dongtian should be buried in a grand ceremony after his death, and he must have his military uniform with his burial.

On top of his uniform, there were a number of medals neatly lined up side by side, which would rot over time, but medals made of pure gold would not.

As long as you dig further down and dig up those medals, you can prove that this skull is him.

With this in mind, I took the shovel anew in my hand and continued to dig underneath.

After a while, a row of skeletons appeared in front of me, and I didn't stop, I kept going down, and soon, another skull appeared in front of me.

I involuntarily stopped, a look of doubt in my eyes.

How can there be two skulls?

Were there two people buried here back then, is that still called a scenic burial?

And by now, the depth of the pit is higher than my head, but I still haven't found the medal I want to see.

I stood there for a moment, then picked up my shovel and slammed it down.

"Qin Dongtian, why haven't you come out yet, I know you're here, you come out for me. You were a hero in life, and you shouldn't harm anyone after you die. ”

The successive frustrations almost drove my mind into a frenzy, and I shouted loudly, and then I suddenly felt the shovel hit a hard object, and there was a clang.

I cleared my mind and stopped.

There is something underneath, and the thing is hard, could it be Qin Dongtian's coffin, but who will be the two people above him?

Puzzled, I slowly began to dig down, and sure enough, about 10 centimeters down, a coffin appeared in front of me.

Qin Dongtian is inside, as long as I push open the lid on it and pour gasoline into it, he will be wiped out and will never harm me again.

I thought happily, bowed to the coffin, and said: "General Qin, dust to dust, dust to dust, all 34 members of your family died, I know you have resentment in your heart." But the person who killed your whole family at the beginning will definitely die at this time, so you don't have any more obsessions and refuse to leave the yang world. ”

After I finished speaking, I pushed open the lid of the coffin, wanting to confirm that it was Qin Dongtian himself who was lying inside?

Lying in the coffin was not Qin Dongtian himself, I saw a young woman wearing a purple cheongsam, she was lying quietly inside, her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was sleeping.

She looks very beautiful, this beauty doesn't seem to belong to the world, there is a kind of cleanliness inside, so clean that it is almost thorough, and it is almost demonic.

It makes people look at it and be deeply intoxicated.

My nose smelled a faint scent of jasmine, which came from a young woman's body odor, and I seemed to be enchanted, completely forgetting the purpose of my trip, and as I watched, my hand involuntarily reached out to touch her face.

But at this moment, my eyes were dark, my nose was cold, I instantly sobered up, and when I looked up, I found that the sky that had been sunny suddenly darkened, and dark clouds blocked the sun, and the surroundings became dim, and from time to time there were scattered light raindrops.

Today's weather forecast clearly says that it will be sunny, why is it that all of a sudden, it seems to be raining heavily?

I was puzzled, but I didn't have time to think about it, the young woman lying in the coffin, the body fragrance on her was so familiar, and the purple cheongsam she was wearing, Xu Ya had also mentioned it in my ear.

She said that a beautiful big sister in a purple cheongsam followed me, and the big sister was very fierce and she was very scared.

And Zhang Tingting, as soon as she smelled the fragrance of jasmine, she disappeared from my dream.

Both of them were silent about the cheongsam woman, so it can be seen that it was not General Qin Dongtian who really wanted to harm me, but the suffocating young woman in front of me.

Now that she's really here, if you set a fire to burn her, she'll be wiped out, and she won't be able to harm me again.

I got up from the pit, picked up a bucket of gasoline that had been prepared in advance, and as soon as I unscrewed the lid on it, I suddenly heard a loud bang in my ears.

My hands shook involuntarily, and when I looked up at the sky, I saw that it was getting darker and darker, as if it was already night.

Won't God let me do that?

I thought to myself, but I immediately rejected the idea, it must be the purple cheongsam woman who was scared, so she created some illusions to make me back down.

With this in mind, I picked up the bucket of oil in my hand and was about to pour it down.

In the dark environment, I saw a glimmer of light, and that little bit of light continued to expand, and finally formed a set of pictures.

I was so fascinated by the sight that I forgot to pour the barrel of gasoline for a moment.

I saw that in the picture, two men quietly walked under a plane tree, they were wearing coarse cloth robes from the Republic of China, and each holding a shovel in their hands.

Under the plane tree, there was a newly erected grave, and the two of them rolled up their sleeves and excavated the new grave.

Seeing this, I understood that these two men were tomb robbers, and the grave they dug was the one I am digging now.