After discussing with Ji Zhen, Shen Jiangtao had a solution, and after hanging up the video, he said to Umeng Hasa on the side: "Let's go, let's go back to the village." ”

Back in the village, Shen Jiangtao immediately told the village head, Umon Erbo, that he needed to prepare a large amount of firewood and some fireworks.

There is little in Waga Village, but there is no shortage of firewood, surrounded by dense forests, and the dead branches that fall every day can not be picked up, and every wooden building in the village is piled up with firewood like a hill.

As for the fire, after harvesting the rice in the village, the straw is tied into a haystack, dried and dried thoroughly, and a little bit is done.

In order to prevent fire, even straw piles are piled up along both sides of the river, which looks like two hay dikes have been put on the river.

Umeng Hasa told Umeng Erbo about Shen Jiangtao's ability to determine the tomb from afar just now.

The village chief of this Woga village changed his attitude towards Shen Jiangtao a little, but he still reminded his son with some worry: "Don't be deceived by these people, they are ghostly, maybe they are fighting these ecstasy soups, and there are any other intentions behind them." ”

Umun Sulbo was deceived not long ago, and now he is very wary.

"Abba, I don't think this person is a liar, his money is still with you, what are we worried about." Umeng Hasa had changed his opinion of Shen Jiangtao, and when he heard Umeng Erbo's words, he couldn't help but ask: "Is he preparing to deceive us about these firewoods?" ”

Umon Erbo blamed his son for the collision, his face changed, and he said sternly: "Hmph, what do you know, I have eaten more salt than you have ever eaten, I have read countless people, and people like him have not seen him, there is no practical action at all, can you solve the problem with a pile of firewood?" If I could, it would have been solved a long time ago. ”

Umeng Hasa shook his head helplessly, he was very helpless about the stubborn old man in front of him, and now he didn't care about him, and began to do what Shen Jiangtao said, but he didn't forget to uncover Umon Erbo's scar: "Yes, yes, Abba knows everything, and he has read countless people, so what happened to those people who lied to us a few days ago?" ”

"Little bunny!" Umon Erbo's face turned blue with anger.

In addition to asking Umeng Hasa to prepare firewood, Shen Jiangtao also asked him to prepare a few climbing plows, and finally, he also found the village chief and asked him to send a dozen villagers to bring shovels and ropes.

At about half past two in the afternoon of the same day, Shen Jiangtao and the villagers sent by the village came to the southernmost part of the tomb.

It was still uncertain about the range of the black clouds in the tomb, so Shen Jiangtao did not rush in, but waited in the distance.

Then Shen Jiangtao asked the villagers to dig out a wide firebreak, and then piled up the dry straw and firewood they were carrying in one place, which looked like a few firewood mountains.

The rest of the village couldn't see it, so they talked about it.

"This person must be a liar, saying that he is curing the sick and saving people, but instead of going to see the patient, he asked us to pile up straw and firewood here, and the previous few people were also so deceitful."

"Yes, yes, remember, there was a guy who said let's gather all the eggs in the village and beat them together and mix them and apply them to the patients."

"When you say that, I remember, and another is to let us find some pot bottom ash ......"

Shen Jiangtao ignored the discussion of the villagers, paid attention to the sky with a solemn expression, and at the same time kept pinching his left hand, as soon as his fingers stopped, he said to Umunhat next to him: "Shen Shi is here, the aura is to Bingding, ignite." ”

Umunhat didn't understand the previous words, but he understood the last two words, and immediately lit the tung oil torch that he had prepared in his hand, and threw it on the pile of firewood and grass.

"Whew!" With a bang, the firewood and grass were lit, and the fire was raging, and the flames rose several feet high.

The flames continued to stretch forward, and there was a crackling explosion, but fortunately, the firebreak was arranged at the beginning, and the villagers could feel the scorching heat even if they stood far away.

The fire continued to burn forward, and seeing that the flames had passed, Shen Jiangtao immediately asked the villagers who were waiting behind him with the climbing plough to plow in front of him along the several roads he had demarcated.

Eight climbing ploughs, lined up, ploughed open the steaming ground, and approached the tomb, with the flames in front of them, as if they were driving the fire behind them.

Because he was in the fire, Shen Jiangtao also arranged two villagers on the side of each climbing plow, one picked up a load of water, and the other scooped water with a scoop of water to water the person who operated the climbing plow.

The water vapor rose so that the villagers who operated the plough felt as if they were bubbling all over.

Shen Jiangtao and Umeng Hasa followed closely behind with shovels and ropes.

Soon, he arrived not far from the tomb, Shen Jiangtao determined the distance, and immediately shouted to stop, this place was just forty-nine steps away from the tomb.

The fire was burning, and there was smoke outside the real tomb, and Shen Jiangtao walked to the front and entered the tomb.

The scale of the tomb is not large, about five meters deep, the tomb has been dug in a mess, and a black wooden coffin is clearly visible at the end of the tomb.

After watching this scene, Shen Jiangtao was sure of the result of his discussion with Ji Zhen.

The lid of the coffin had been opened and thrown on the ground, and when I walked in, I saw a dried corpse sitting in a meditative posture, and the rope tied to the dried corpse had fallen off at the bottom of the coffin due to the years of flesh and blood drying.

There were no burial goods around the dry corpse, even the body was completely clean, and the whole coffin had nothing but rotten ropes.

The skin and flesh of the dried corpse shrank, but the hideous and painful expression on his face could still be seen, obviously before he died, this person struggled, and the thought of such a living person, trapped and dead in a coffin, Shen Jiangtao couldn't help but feel chills.

Shen Jiangtao knelt down and bowed to the dried corpse a few times, then took out some glutinous rice and sprinkled it on the dried corpse, and as soon as the white glutinous rice was sprinkled on the dried corpse, it immediately became pitch black.

After sprinkling several handfuls of glutinous rice in succession, Shen Jiangtao let in eight strong men who had been selected in the village, and these people were very scared when they saw the dried corpses.

Shen Jiangtao comforted them and asked them to carry the dried corpse out with the coffin, several of them showed frightened expressions and did not dare to move, and finally Umeng Hasa came over and said, and the eight people supported and carried the dry corpse and the coffin out together.

The sun was strong outside, and the burning heat had not yet dissipated.

After the dried corpse was brought out, the smell of rot quickly disappeared.

Shen Jiangtao determined the direction and asked the eight people to carry the dried corpse to a stone slope on the right with the coffin, and then asked people to pile firewood and grass around it.

The villagers found that the location of the stone slope happened to be the convergence center of the deep ditch that was ploughed out by the climbing plough and ploughing the ground.

Looking at the sky, Shen Jiangtao said worriedly: "The coffin and the dried corpse are burned together, and it must be done immediately, and it must be completed before five o'clock." ”