The industry of bone picking is very hard, and there are so many rules that even many bone pickers do not die well. This is what the master said before, but there are no accidents in the life of a person, and I have seen a lot of them, and I have seen them.

All the bones buried in the 'Jiuyang Dianjing Acupoint', the corpses have a strong yang energy, and when the museum opens, it is necessary to wait until the moment of extreme yin, which is also the time of the exchange of the old and the new at 12 o'clock at midnight, and the replacement of day and night.

It was almost midnight now, and Zhao Yinhe looked up at the bright moon hanging in the middle of the sky, very good. The brighter the moonlight, the heavier the yin qi, and when the time comes, even if you commit the taboo of not opening the coffin every Thursday, there should be no big problems.

"Little three and four, light candles, burn incense, burn paper money to open the way for the good brothers around the cemetery." Zhao Yinhe shouted, picked up the hoe and began to dig at the grave.

Although the Han people pay attention to entering the soil for peace, the status of people who die in a foreign land is very embarrassing. It's better to have a little money, hire a Taoist priest, and send the body back to his hometown all the way. But most of the poor people who have no relatives and no reason will wrap themselves in a rag mat and throw them into the wilderness, and they will be eaten by wild dogs, and only bones will be left, or even no bones remain.

If the dried bones are left for a long time, the resentment will also be heavy, which will often lead to disaster. The bone picker can be said to be an industry that prevents problems before they occur, and they will bring the bones of resentment into the ground, so that they can be reincarnated as soon as possible, which can be regarded as a matter of public morality. It's just that in recent years, the government's management of corpses has become more and more intensive, and the industry of bone pickers has become more and more difficult.

Look at the watch, it's exactly twelve o'clock in the morning. Zhao Yinhe dug hard and dug open the last layer of soil, revealing a black-colored pottery urn. He frowned slightly, remembering that he did use a golden bucket urn a year ago, why did the color of the ceramics change after digging it out?

"Little three, little four, lift the urn up, be careful." He straightened up and thumped hard, commanding loudly. Two young men of about eighteen years old came over in response, hung ropes on the mouth of the bottle of the golden bucket urn, passed through the flat pole, and lifted it with difficulty.

The ceramic urn filled with human bones shook in the earth, and finally slowly rose and peeled away from the earth. At that moment, a gust of cold wind blew violently, and the little three and four trembled, their feet were not stable, and the whole urn suddenly fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhao Yinhe was agile enough to hold on to the central side of the flat shoulder, so he stopped the fall and stabilized the urn in the center.

"Two dead babies, they all tell you to be careful." He shouted angrily.

Xiao San was so frightened that he hurriedly explained, "Master, I think this urn is a bit evil, just now Xiao Si and I felt a yin wind blowing from the span, and the bones of the whole body were numb!" ”

"Evil ghost, why didn't I feel it!" Zhao Yinhe's eyelids kept jumping, and he said stiffly, "Bring the new golden bucket urn over, and we will start to change bones." ”

At some point, the wind began to blow incessantly, blowing as if it had stuck into the bones, and the bone marrow seemed to be frozen. The bright moon that was still above her head more than ten minutes ago disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only the darkness of the mountains. The darkness that seems to be able to swallow the soul too, the light of the candle is dimly difficult to illuminate the surroundings, and it is strange to say, no matter how strong the wind is, the candle only keeps shaking, and does not go out.

Zhao Yinhe's brows furrowed even tighter. I always feel that the atmosphere around me is weird, is it really because I have committed a taboo, and a certain god in the sky is angry? It shouldn't be so weird, even if it is the retribution of the present world, it will be directly retributed to himself, where will there be so many strange phenomena.

Or, is there something wrong with the bones?

He fixed his gaze on the black urn, which is dominated by the motifs of Cai Zi Shou, dragon and phoenix, double dragon and phoenix, double crane, double dragon and double phoenix, and lotus flower. Yes, this ceramic urn is the same batch I bought a year ago, but why does the color change? Generally speaking, ceramics are very stable, and even if they are buried in the ground for 10,000 years, they will maintain their original state. I've never heard of the current situation.

Zhao Yinhe opened the lid of the urn, and suddenly a foul smell came out. He shook his head, glanced in, and was shocked. The bones that had been placed in the urn had been completely scattered, scattered and messy in a small space, and the color of the bones was actually fresh and ruddy, as if they had just been dismembered from the body.

He stared blankly at the bones, unable to move, his brain was full of thoughts, and he couldn't find the answer. Generally, when there is a phenomenon of a yin corpse, the bones will appear dark black, but the situation in front of you is completely reversed. I remember that when he picked up the bones for this man a year ago, it was already a month after the man's death, and the body had already decomposed. The speeding train crushed his body to pieces, and it took him three days to walk hundreds of meters along the tracks to retrieve all the bones.

By that time, the bones had become very dull, and the present condition was by no means normal. Although it is obviously not a yin corpse, it should not be a good sign. It's better to burn it early.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhao Yinhe stood up and ordered, "No need to change the bones, let's carry the golden bucket urn back first." ”

The junior and the fourth complained a few words, but they didn't dare to disobey the teacher's orders, so they had to carry the strange jar of bones back slowly.

Let's hope nothing big happens. Zhao Yinhe looked at the sky, the dark night, completely devoid of starlight and moonlight, as if it could swallow people whole. The eyelids began to jump violently again. Looking at the 'Nine Sun Spot Cave' where the bones were buried again, he suddenly seemed to see something that glowed faintly.

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, he was indeed not mistaken, the excavation of the black hole, the deepest part of the bottom was really an unknown object reflecting the slightly brighter color of the darkness, he jumped down and took those things out......

Date: April 25, 3:26 p.m

"Hey, how long will it take to get there?" A group of six young men and women walked along the trail with baggy hiking bags on their backs, and one of the girls grumbled by the boy in front of him on the shoulder.

"It won't be long before." The boy flipped out the map and looked, "Huangxian Village is two kilometers ahead. ”

"Two kilometers more? No, I'm going to die! The girl left her backpack still on the ground and simply sat down.

The boy glanced at his companion helplessly, and ordered, "Then let's take a rest, Zhao Yu, and give everyone the mineral water." ”

The boy who walked at the end nodded, opened the bag, and handed over a bottle of water.

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