As soon as I found out about this, I thought I was dazzled, and I rubbed my eyes vigorously, yes, human bones were indeed floating there. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that moment, I immediately ran to the place where the sacks were placed, and touched the three sacks, two of which contained human bones, only the third sack was empty, and there was no doubt that the human bones of the third sack had run to the fourth grave.

This made me stunned in place, I just felt that all this was incredible, so I looked around, to see if there were any footprints on the ground, after all, the ground of this cemetery was wet, as long as people stepped on it, there would definitely be footprints.

Disappointingly, there were no footprints on the grave.

Mad, hell alive, if the first human bone was taken by some kind of animal, but in the current situation, it is obviously evil.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I had to suppress my doubts and continue digging graves.

For four days, several of us spent time in the cemetery.

In these four days, we have dug ten graves, and it is worth mentioning that after only one night at a time, the next morning the human bones will inexplicably disappear and then inexplicably float on the graves we need to dig.

This makes all of us unclear if we want to break our heads, then Guo Fatzi told Chen Tiannan that it was haunted, while You Tianming and Yang Dalong said that someone should be making trouble in secret.

I really don't agree with their statement, to say that it is haunted, this thing should be unlikely, you must know that we people are dead people's food, there is an aura on the body, where do ordinary ghosts dare to approach, more importantly, the old carpenter gave me a Luban ruler, on the third night, I put the Luban ruler on the sack, and the result is still like that.

If it is said to be man-made, there are no footprints in the cemetery, unless the man flew over.

I really can't figure it out.

It was about the fifth day, we got up as usual, ready to dig the eleventh grave, because Chen Erbei said, this grave is very likely to be Yang Dalong's ancestor, in other words, there is a human skin coffin buried in this tomb.

All of us didn't dare to be careless, as soon as the sky was bright, I asked Yang Dalong to go to the village to get three chickens, a bundle of incense, a knife of yellow paper, seven pairs of red wax, a table of eight immortals, and some daily sacrifices.

When Yang Dalong moved these things over, he didn't know if Yang Dalong told his relatives or what's going on, his relatives all followed him, saying that they wanted to see the human skin coffin.

For this statement, I am very depressed, you say, these people have died in the family, why don't you have a long memory, you have to run to the cemetery to join in the fun.

I told Yang Dalong about this idea, which meant to let his relatives drive away, and what made me depressed was that those relatives pointed at me one by one and scolded me, saying everything.

In the end, the fat man couldn't stand it anymore, so he tired his sleeves and threatened to kill him if anyone dared to approach the cemetery.

Don't really say it, Guo Fatzi's words are quite powerful, and those people are stunned and dare not move.

I was afraid that the relatives would come over while we were digging the graves, and put the bones that had been dug up a few days ago beside them, and told them that if they crossed over the bones, they would offend the dead, and sooner or later they would be punished, and even skinned.

As soon as these words came out, those people were so frightened that they took several steps back towards me, and they did not dare to approach.

Seeing this, I took a deep breath, and without paying any more attention to them, I prepared to dig the eleventh grave.

This grave is not as good as those graves in the past, Rao is what I prepared, when excavating, my heart was also very worried, first did some rituals on the grave, and then in the southeast Gengxin full of nine hundred and eighty-one incense, and finally killed three chickens there.

To do all this, I asked You Tianming to lead Chen Tiannan to play suona, and Yang Dalong to lead his relatives to kneel on the edge of the cemetery, while Guo Fatzi and I were responsible for digging the grave.

Since this grave is a flat land, it is difficult to control the position of the grave, so according to Yang Dalong's fortune, and then according to the feng shui to determine the position of a grave, and sprinkled some white ash on the side, and finally combined the feng shui of the tomb and Yang Dalong's fortune to calculate.

Don't really say it, this calculation, I immediately suddenly realized, when I was looking for the grave at the beginning, I have been puzzled about the feng shui of this cemetery, but, if the eleventh grave is the tomb of Yang Dalong's ancestor, from the perspective of feng shui, this belongs to the land of blessing and shade, as the "Liuding Liujia Burial Sutra" said, from the view, although the use of water is different, the relationship with the beauty and evil of the situation is also one, and the cover is the shape is the response, so the descendants are declining and prosperous, and then the reason for the feeling is also, there is no general winter coaxing such as the sound of drums, and it is not the ratio of turbulent sorrow.

In other words, this grave is completely consistent with the fortune of Yang Dalong and his family, only one person is rich, and one family is weak.

At that moment, I told Yang Dalong this idea.

After he heard this, he didn't say a word, and donated 100,000 yuan on the spot, saying that it was to subsidize his relatives, which made those people grateful to Yang Dalong one by one, as for the people who died before, at this moment, it seemed that they had forgotten everything.

This made me cry and laugh, and I only had one thought in my heart, money, no matter which dynasty or generation, is a good thing, so good that some people can forget the pain of losing a child.

At this moment, the fat man Guo came over, pulled me, and said in a low voice, "Brother Jiu, is it really a human skin coffin in your grave?" ”

I hummed and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

His face was a little ugly, and he said, "After so many years, that human coffin should be rotten, right?" ”

I thought about it, according to my understanding of human skin coffins, the coffin should not be rotten, first, since the human skin coffin is used, the human skin will definitely be processed, not to mention that it will not rot for 10,000 years, at least it will not rot for hundreds of years, and the coffin, if you want to preserve it permanently, only gloomy wood.

And this gloomy wood, known in the West as the 'Oriental Sacred Tree', has a saying that it will not rot for 10,000 years.

Of course, the value of gloomy wood is also quite expensive, let's put it this way, the price of a ton of gloomy wood is about five million yuan, and in ancient times, the price of this gloomy wood will be even more expensive, only some important people in the royal family use this gloomy wooden coffin.

It was also the price of this gloomy wood that made me doubt the identity of Yang Dalong's ancestor.

When I first came here, I always considered the horror of the human skin coffin, and never considered the economic price, but now when Guo Fatzi asked me like this, I immediately thought of the economic price of the human skin coffin, frowned, and asked Yang Dalong, "Second brother, take the liberty of asking, what did your ancestor do?" (To be continued.) )