The whole field cemetery looks like it has been razed to the ground.

Seeing all this, the third uncle held the apricot yellow flag and walked down from the altar.

I glanced at Fat Dahai and didn't know whether to follow the third uncle.

Later, I pondered for a while, and whispered to the fat sea: "We have to go down too, the golden boy and the girl must accompany you." ”

Fat Dahai grinned and nodded. The two of us also followed the third uncle and walked off the altar.

The third uncle cleared out all the machines and people on the field first, and he handed over the apricot yellow flag to me and the peach wood sword to the fat sea.

One of us held a flag and the other carried a sword, and followed the third uncle into the middle of the cemetery from the periphery.

Since the bulldozer had just been pushed, and we were stepping on the soft soil, the third uncle invited the compass out and measured it again along the ground of this cemetery.

The third uncle had words in his mouth, and even if I was so close to him, I couldn't hear what he was muttering. But I think maybe he doesn't even know what he's talking about.

The third uncle used the compass to survey, and when he walked to a certain place, he would stop and use the incense ash he was carrying to circle a circle of incense ash on the ground.

In this way, the third uncle took us to almost the entire cemetery, and there were no less than a dozen places where he circled them with incense ash.

After all this, the third uncle stepped on the platform again, and waved the apricot yellow flag: "Go to manpower, dig deep in the place I circled." ”

Li Baohua took the megaphone and shouted to the workers who brought it: "Quick, Master, two people in one position, manual operation, dig quickly, dig deep." ”

The laborers, each with their digging tools, drove up in a mighty way. At the point set by the third uncle, the manpower excavation began.

The third uncle continued to shout: "Everyone pay attention, if there is anything abnormal, report it immediately." ”

For a time, in the cemetery, shovels and pickaxes were raised, and earth and stones were flying. It's a big and vigorous scene.

And the third uncle seems to have been born for this big scene, he stood on the stage, watching the audience, calmly.

Someone took a measuring ruler and reported it to the third uncle whenever the depth dropped by one foot.

The third uncle pinched his fingers to calculate, lowered his eyes, and nodded frequently.

Finally, when the manual excavation was dug down about four feet deep, the third uncle waved the apricot yellow flag, and all the people evacuated the site again.

The third uncle turned around and asked, "Where are the cypress branches?" ”

"At your command, I've got a cart of dried cypress branches." The man in charge of the purchase hurriedly responded.

"Good. Ignite the cypress branch and insert it into the thirteen holes that have just been dug. The third uncle waved his hand and gave an order.

Some of the dried cypress branches collected were carried to the cemetery, and after being lit, the branches were stuffed into the pit that had just been dug.

I also know something about the third uncle's use of cypress branches.

As far as I know, there is a combination of yin and yang in the world, and where there is yin, there is yang. There are also many plants with more yang energy, among which cypress is one of them.

The trunk of the cypress tree is straight, symbolizing uprightness, majestic momentum, standing up to the sky. Cypress trees are also known as "the length of a hundred trees" because they have a long lifespan, and they are often seen hundreds of thousands of years old.

The third uncle ordered people to set these cypress trees on fire, which should be to use the yang energy of these cypresses.

We stand on the altar and can see all thirteen holes in their entirety.

After the cypress trees were lit, the smoke from the burning cypress trees billowed out. It stands to reason that the dug holes should be emitting smoke from the outside.

But then the amazing scene happened, the smoke, rising less than half a meter high, quickly fell back and gasped into the hole. 360 Literature Network

In other words, the cypress smoke from these wood burns not upwards, but inward.

This scene surprised everyone present.

That's just a few dug pits, how can you suck the smoke into them?

And there are a lot of cypress trees, and there is still a steady stream of smoke. The smoke was also sucking back into the pit in a steady stream.

Everyone watched in amazement.

This went on for about ten minutes, and then a rumbling sound was heard.

Rumbling ...... Rumbling ......

At first glance, it sounds like the muffled thunder that is often heard on a thunderstorm.

But now, although the sun is not good, it is a sunny day, and there is no intention of rain, let alone thunderstorms.

The rumbling sound of the air continued.

At the same time, someone felt it, and the ground under his feet was trembling slightly.

Since we are on the high platform, we don't really feel it.

But the people standing on the sidelines should have a clear sense of vibration.

"It's ...... Is there going to be an earthquake? ”

"We've dug a hole, is this here going to collapse?"

"We dug the grave, and there are ghosts to take revenge on us......"

For a while, the people on the field were talking. At first, you can still hear them talking loudly and lowly, but then it becomes a mess of snorts.

At the same time, the crowd on the field began to be restless, and there was a tendency to collapse.

In fact, the rumbling sound we hear is indeed coming from underground. And it's getting louder and louder.

Later, it became a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

Woowoowoo......

The voice seeped out of the ground and lingered in the air, very harsh. Some people had to cover their ears to resist the impact of the sound.

In this case, a sudden event may occur, which will become the source of people's retreat. I stared at the audience, my heart was up and down, and I was a little unsettled, I don't know if these changes are still within the control of the third uncle. Is this change due to the back-up cypress smoke?

I glanced at the third uncle, who was still extremely calm and unaffected by off-the-field factors. It also gave me a reassurance.

But the third uncle's eyes were fixed on the inside of the cemetery, as if he was thinking about something.

I found that the group of people below, even Huang Changfu and Li Baohua were in a trance, they were staring at the third uncle in unison, and their expressions became uneasy.

This situation must be stopped, because it has already brought along with the eight flag bearers who are standing in the gossip position.

Each of them stood in one position, and there was no one else around, just one alone. I'm sure that as long as one of the eight of them runs first, the rest will definitely not be able to hold on.

At the same time, I noticed that the red flag in front of them was shaking violently.

"Not good." I screamed. hurriedly rushed behind the third uncle and reminded him loudly: "Third uncle, quickly find a way." I can't stand it. Third Uncle ......"