I said, "Let's see what happened to them when they went down to the grave?"

I'm curious about why Xiao Yue turned into such a ghost, and according to the information revealed in this record book, Professor Yang should have died suddenly and melted because he entered the tomb of Lijun. According to what we know, there are only these two people who have gone down to the tomb of Lijun for the time being, and whether it is Xiaoyue or Professor Yang, the fate is undoubtedly sad, this thousands of years old tomb is obviously not simple.

Chen Yun immediately turned to the next page, the next page is a topographic map, on which a lot of lines are outlined with a red pen, it seems that Xiao Yue should have drawn his own march route to visit the tomb with his memory before he completely lost consciousness.

But when Chen Yun continued to flip through the notebook, wanting to know what happened to Xiaoyue and them after they went to the tomb, a strange scene happened, the notebook suddenly burst out of her hand, and the leaves of the book "hula" under the cold wind turned over, "Teng", sparks flew wildly, and the flames that spread wildly were like countless small snakes that swayed and burned Chen Yun's hair.

"Ahh Chen Yun threw away the record book in exclamation, and hurriedly stepped on the flames on it with his feet.

Ge Zhuang and I were also very close, no one expected that this record would catch fire without warning, I was okay, I hurriedly tilted my head back, dodging the floating flames, Ge Zhuang didn't react so quickly, the flames smoked his eyes, the dead fat man jumped up with a "whoosh", danced like a live bear, and slapped his face hard.

When I got up and asked him how he was, Ge Zhuang had already extinguished the fire on his head, revealing half of his eyebrows that had been burned, which was particularly funny, "Damn, what's going on, how could a good notebook suddenly catch fire!" ”

I hurriedly looked back and found that the notebook burned very quickly, almost instantly, the whole burned up, although Chen Yun tried very hard to put it out, but the flame was not an ordinary fire at all, no matter how she stepped on it, it just didn't go out.

"Damn, let me do it!" Ge Zhuang rushed into the house, and after a few seconds, he ran out in a hurry with a basin, knocked Chen Yun away, and poured all the tap water on his notebook.

A strange scene occurred, a large basin of tap water was poured on the half-burned notebook, and the fire did not decrease, but burned more fiercely. A basin of cold water went down, as if gasoline fueled the combustion, accelerating the burning of the notebook, and the flames jumped up to a height of two meters, which frightened Ge Zhuang "Ahhhhh

We were all blinded, watching the notebook left by Satsuki burning wildly, turning into a cloud of ashes in the blink of an eye, the flames gradually calmed down, but our hearts were cold.

Are there really ghosts? Or is there a curse hidden in this notebook?

I opened my mouth wide, I couldn't figure out what was happening in front of me, Ge Zhuang's face turned pale, he sat on the ground with his legs spread out, and muttered to himself with thick lips, "What the hell...... This must be a ghost fire, a curse given to her by the Emperor! ”

Chen Yun's face was also frightened, she tried to explain this phenomenon with science, saying fat, don't talk nonsense, there should be white phosphorus on the notebook, and it is normal for it to spontaneously combust if exposed to natural light for so long.

I smiled bitterly and said that even if white phosphorus spontaneously combusts, it won't even be extinguished with tap water, have you ever seen a fire that can't be extinguished?

Chen Yun stopped talking, her eyes flickered, it was very complicated, but there was a very excited feeling in her eyes, and even her breathing became short, "Perhaps, what Xiaoyue painted on the notebook is a special substance that we have never discovered, this kind of thing should be found in the tomb of the Emperor of the Emperor, oh my God, it's amazing......"

Ge Zhuang sneered, saying that it is indeed amazing, just now the fat man almost burned the bird feathers, and when you try it one day, you will know how cool it is. Chen Yun ignored him, turned back to me and said, "Sima Nan, or we don't go to Niuzigou directly, the Tai Sui you are looking for, there will definitely be this kind of big tomb, we might as well ......"

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your archaeological research, I agreed to go to the tomb this time, just to find Tai Sui for the fat man's father, unless Tai Sui can't be found under Niuzigou, I won't consider other tombs." I said very calmly.

The excitement burning in Chen Yun's eyes was extinguished little by little, and in the end, she didn't say anything, turned her head and grabbed her equipment, "Let's go, go to Niuzigou!" ”

This time looking for Xiaoyue originally planned to let her accompany us to the tomb together, but we didn't expect this situation to happen, we ran in vain, everyone was very discouraged, packed up our things and went to Chaotianmen Wharf, sold the tickets and boarded the boat, drifted down the Yangtze River, and it was another day, before we arrived at Niuzigou again.

After three years, the old place revisited, Ge Zhuang and I are very uncomfortable, Xiaoyizhuang has already been demolished, there is a dock moored here, from time to time there are boats flowing by, it has become a place where fishing boats gather, we got off the boat and went to Xiaoyizhuang first, looking at a few mud wall bricks, we can't help but recall the eventful years.

Ge Zhuang was sad, patted me on the shoulder, and said Little pumpkin, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, the times are different, there is no future in the corpse fishing industry, this broken place is just a memory, in the future, our brothers will be developed, and they can come back to invest and support the construction of their hometown, what do you think?

I smiled wryly and looked away, not speaking.

Although Ge Zhuang has not been in Xiaoyizhuang for a long time, I know in my heart that he has already regarded this place as his hometown, looking at those broken and cold kilns, we are both in the same mood, and I can't tell the frustration.

The world has changed, even if it is really as Ge Zhuang said, if the buddy makes a fortune in the future, he can still return to his hometown to invest and build a big villa on the foundation of Xiaoyizhuang, it is not the original Xiaoyizhuang, and there is no going back after all.

There is also a mountain road to Niuzigou, the motherland's economic construction has taken off in recent years, the villagers of Niuzigou have probably been emptied, all the young and energetic, have dragged their families and fled from the mountains, and there are only a few old men who care about the old feelings of the countryside have not left, guarding a pile of loess, counting the remaining days with their fingers.

When I entered the village, I saw a big yellow dog lying on his stomach at the entrance of the village, looking at us from the earthen hut and barking lazily twice. Ge Zhuang heard the voice of the big yellow dog, his eyelids lifted, and he smiled, "Xiao Huang is so big, hey, when we left, he was still a milk dog!" ”

Ge Zhuang pulled a dog's tail grass, and was about to tease the yellow dog, I pulled him and said don't move, what if it's not the one?

Ge Zhuang said how can it not be, look at the scar on Xiao Huang's buttocks, of course it was gnawed by me? When I looked at it, it was really, I couldn't help but be happy, and said that the good things you did were all dog bites in the countryside, and you bit the dog for half a corn bun back then, and you still have the face to say!

Ge Zhuang was anxious, saying that you are talking nonsense, I was playing with it, I didn't want to bite it!