The children and grandchildren are all relatives of the next generation, this is not true at all, Ge Zhuang has always been a nail and an eye in the face of the old man who gets along day and night, and he does not like each other, but he has special respect for his grandfather, who has never met, and he saw that the rammed earth on the grave has been blown through, and even the eyeballs are purple.

I hurriedly pressed him and said, "Fatty, don't you see what's going on over there?" Your ancestral grave is smoking!

Ge Zhuang was angry and funny, and said little pumpkin, can you not joke about my grandfather, the green smoke coming out of your ancestral grave is like this? This is obviously a flower poison miasma! I said you still know, you don't have a head or a brain, how can you die?

Ge Zhuang said that you should think of a way, I can't watch my grandfather's corpse exposed and suffer! I said you wait, I'll try!

There is a law in nature, that is, the more beautiful the appearance, the more poisonous the essence, such as mushrooms, such as butterflies, such as poisonous snakes, I picked up a branch from the ground, carefully approached it, stretched the branch into the miasma, let go and stirred.

When I withdrew my hand, there was only a handful of wood left in the branch, and the bark was all corroded, and the bare roots of the tree, as if they had been smoked by fire, had turned black, like a burning stick!

Ge Zhuang was so frightened that his face turned purple, and he exclaimed in a low voice, this colorful flower miasma is so poisonous? When I went in, the stick was fine, but when I came out, it became vibrating and sticky? Little pumpkin, like a way, you're right.

I said with a bitter face, this miasma is easy to solve, what I can't figure out now is why there is such a mist miasma floating on the old lady's grave? Look at this forest, the miasma on the outside is thin, and people can still enter and exit, but only your grandfather's grave is almost no grass, how did your grandfather bury it back then, and he didn't find a feng shui gentleman to show it, and he wouldn't be buried in the red sand, right?

Ge Zhuang asked me what the red sand land was, I blackened my face and said angrily, "The red sand land, the bone land, and the black sand land are all feng shui Kanyu above the statement, how should I explain it to you, you can always understand the cultivation of zongzi, right?" ”

Ge Zhuang was about to cry, stomped his feet and said Do you mean to say that my grandfather has become a zongzi? I calmed my face and said that you don't want to think about it, fat man, you can't blow up your grandfather's grave with *, you must have already entered it, this tomb was built decades ago, and there is no trap hidden, why do we find floating corpses a kilometer or two away? There is only one explanation, after the inverted bucket went down to the tomb, he was scratched by the zongzi, struggled to escape two miles, and the corpse poison fell into the water, so it happened for us to find out.

Ge Zhuang cried with a sad face, "Then what do you mean, my grandfather must have become a big zongzi?" What kind of sin did the old lady create, he killed the enemy on the battlefield before his death, the bones did not exist, and he became a zongzi after his death, this special god is not long-sighted! ”

He scolded and squatted down, tears fell down, I asked Ge Zhuang not to rush to shed tears first, the problem is not necessarily serious, in short, find a way to get rid of the colorful flower miasma first, and then go down to the tomb to see what is going on.

Ge Zhuang said how to get it? I pointed to the pile of dead leaves nearby, and said that you should pick up some dry branches first, the cause of the formation of the miasma is because the toadstools buried under the surface soil mix with water and evaporate in the air.

Ge Zhuang patted the back of his head and said such a simple way, why didn't I think of it? I urged him to hurry up, once this miasma formed, it would take at least a few days to wait for it to evaporate naturally.

He twisted his big ass and ran out, picking up a lot of dry firewood, all piled up on the old lady's grave, we both knelt down and kowtowed to the old lady, saying old man, it's strange, the younger generation doesn't want to disturb your purity, you must not be like us!

After kowtowing, I used a lighter to light the firewood, the deep mountains are damp, the fog is heavy, the moisture in the firewood is very thick, under the high temperature evaporation of the flame, there is a sound of "zizi", I smell the fragrance of pine, I can't help but think of the experience of hunting roast rabbits with Ge Zhuang in Xiaoyizhuang, looking at the flickering firelight, I lost my mind for a while.

The high temperature in the flame slowly evaporated the water vapor, forming a warm current that slowly rose into the air, and the colored flower miasma on the grave gradually shrank, and soon it was dispersed by the fire, I dared to take a big breath, stood up and said to Ge Zhuang, "Fatty, the poisonous gas outside the old lady's grave is gone, but this colored flower miasma seems to float out of the exploded tomb, I don't know what the situation is below, you take out a few sparrows and try it first." ”

Ge Zhuang untied his big pants, turned out the few remaining grains of glutinous rice, and threw them on the ground to set up a simple trap, the best sparrow in the deep mountains, the natural environment has not been destroyed for a long time, there are many finches in the depths of the mountains, relying on simple traps, we caught two sparrows, tied the sparrow's legs with vines, and threw them along the hole in the grave.

Fifteen minutes later, I asked Ge Zhuang to pick up the sparrow, he pulled the vine hard, both sparrows were sick, so there was a breath, Ge Zhuang looked sorry, said poisonous miasma, this thing can't be eaten.

I said that the old lady's grave has been blown up, and you still want to eat it, throw it down with a fire stick to see if the oxygen in it is enough!

The sparrow can only test whether the miasma in it has been dispersed, but it cannot test whether the oxygen content in it is enough, and the human lung capacity is not comparable to that of the sparrow, and the environment in which it can live may not be able to do it.

Fortunately, the old lady's tomb is relatively simple, without the pomp and circumstance of ancient princes and nobles, the explosion is fully exposed to the air, and the oxygen content is almost no different from the outside.

Ge Zhuang's face turned bitter, and said that Lao Tzu never thought that today, he actually took you to my grandfather's tomb, little pumpkin, be careful when you go down to the tomb, don't use your method of taking care of zongzi to deal with my grandfather, otherwise Lao Tzu will turn his face!

I said that you are really long-winded, why do we go down? It's not to dig up your grandfather's coffin board, so what do you say? Oh, by the way, salvage digging, you know?

Ge Zhuang said that if you rescue a ball, the bones will be melted, and no matter how much you feed it, you won't have any more blue roots! I said that the old lady has been buried for decades, and I am afraid that the egg will not be saved.

The tomb is wide outside and narrow inside, the building pattern is simple, just a tomb, the foot is the rammed earth layer, and there is not much capital, decades of mountain rain watering, the coffin has rotted most of it, there are several wood fungi growing on the coffin board, the place where the nail is rotten has been rotten, the upper and lower coffins have obvious traces of being artificially pryed, and an iron pickaxe is left in the sealing mound.

I want to say that the person who is fighting is really not particular, just this equipment, it is completely a beggar's pretend, no wonder the old man is angry. In order to take care of Ge Zhuang's emotions, I didn't dare to say this.

The tomb was narrow, after the two of us jumped down, one of us stood on the side of the coffin, and it was difficult to even bend over, I looked carefully, the more I looked, the more puzzled I felt, and looked at Ge Zhuang and said, "Fat man, when your grandfather fell into the ground, did he bury any valuables, why was he remembered by the thief?" ”