The fat man's words made the young man angry and almost him.

I didn't bother to pay attention to these two goods, and reached out to touch the soft mud next to the cracked dirt, and my brows furrowed.

"It's strange, this dirt really looks like it has been burned by flames, but it doesn't turn black......" The policemen didn't take the fight between the fat man and the young man seriously, but squatted down and investigated.

A possible ...... crossed my mind

Ghost Fire King!

Although I don't know what the hell the ghost fire king is, since it's a ghost fire, it's also very close to fire. Moreover, Yuwei is underground, and it's not because the Ghost Fire King is hiding here.

After the fat man and the young man were separated by Secretary Li and several other construction workers, they walked up to me with a hum and asked, "Why can't these weeds burn?" It looks no different from ordinary grass! ”

As soon as the fat man said this, almost everyone looked at me, only the young man was a little surprised and nervous, but there was no doubt, it seems that this guy has long known that these grasses can't be burned, and he tried it himself.

I shook my head and didn't explain.

I've noticed that although the cracked soil is very weird, what surprised me even more was the moist soft mud......

The dirt was obviously a little too soft, almost like plasticine, and there was a faint smell of fishiness, which was different from the smell of mud.

"Yes, the grass doesn't burn." The black-faced uncle smiled bitterly: "When the road was being built, some people thought that these grasses were in the way, so they wanted to burn them, but they tried several times, and even poured gasoline, but they couldn't light it." ”

"Can't do it with gas?" This time, not to mention a few policemen, even the fat man scratched his head, a little surprised.

"No, not only that......" The black-faced uncle's face turned even darker, and he was almost fighting with Bao Gongyou.

"Okay, let's install it quickly, it feels cold here, finish it early and leave!" Secretary Li cut off the words of the black-faced uncle and urged.

I glanced at the fat man, this old guy behaved too obviously, and it was too different from the previous kind appearance, and it just so happened that observing the facial features and eyebrows, I could be sure that this Secretary Li was really not a person with a very bad character, and this kind of impatience and hostility was actually just a disguise.

The purpose is very simple, he doesn't want us to delve into Fanjiagou, or the matter of Guitouling! Moreover, he is not weak-hearted, but he is worried that we will cause trouble and get out of control......

I shook my head helplessly, although Secretary Li was also kind, or afraid, but I couldn't ignore it.

Several policemen obviously didn't know anything about this place, and they immediately called Secretary Li away, not knowing what they were talking about.

I gave the fat man a look, and the guy immediately handed a cigarette to the black-faced uncle, who glanced at the fat man with some surprise, and then took it.

Although the Son of Heaven is not unusual, the hundreds of cigarettes are not distributed by ordinary eighteen or nineteen-year-old youths at will, and since this black-faced uncle is a township leader, he naturally will not understand this.

The fat man even flickered and took a ride, and he was stunned to let the black-faced uncle, who was not very defensive, confide in the truth.

It turned out that when the road was being built a few months ago, the big worker brother who poured gasoline to burn these weeds did not fail to light the fire. The fire and gasoline did ignite, but it didn't even burn a single dregs of the weeds, but burned itself to death, not even a drop of ash left......

Not only that, but the next day, another group of people wanted to use a harvester to cut the weeds in the highway planning office, but unexpectedly, one machine broke down, and after a day of tossing, not even a single grass was cut.

"Damn, are all these grasses diamonds, so hard? It's just that it doesn't burn, after all, there have been floods before, which may be a little weird, but what's the matter with even the harvester cutting constantly? But before I clearly shoveled off a large area......" The fat man's face twitched, a little incredulous.

The dead fat man realized very quickly, and actually said the reason why these weeds couldn't be burned.

Hearing the fat man's last words, the black-faced uncle was even more excited, looking at us deadly, as if he had seen a peerless beauty, full of expectations.

I shook my head slightly, my eyes condensed and glanced around, although it was already morning, there was no sunlight in this valley, and it was dark and damp, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

Under my deliberate glance, I found that the air of the entire valley seemed to be floating with crystal mist.

All of these mist water emitted a rich yin qi, and this circulation made the air in this valley even more humid......

"Strange, this is clearly the land of coiling dragons, but it has formed a great omen, the two are not related, but they collide fiercely, and they have become what they are now......"

The fat man looked at the valley for a long time, and then came up with such a crepe sentence.

"What is the land of coiling dragons, a great omen, little brother, are you Mr. Feng Shui?" The black-faced uncle was really a little frightened when he saw the fat man pretending to be forced, it seems that this person also believes in these feng shui theories on weekdays.

The land of the dragon is good, but the big murderer may not.

I glanced at the fat man and shook my head.

After the fat man was proficient in touching the Golden Gate inheritance, it was the first time he looked away.

Originally, the land of Panlong here was indeed reversed, from good luck to great evil. But today, the glow of the southern part of the valley is fainting, and there is a great tendency to break through the haze, proving that the recent changes have taken place here, and perhaps, the shadow that has shrouded this place for eighty or ninety years is about to be cracked.

The reason for this light, according to my guess, is not because of the Ghost Fire King, or Yuwei!

The fat man fooled together again, convinced the black-faced uncle, and quietly told us about several other murders that occurred during the construction of the road.

"The construction team encountered strange things and prepared to evacuate, and finally Secretary Li and I came to deal with this unfinished project, and there were only three or four workers left......

The black-faced uncle's face became more and more alarmed, and his eyes trembled as he looked at the stone monument dozens of meters north of it.

According to him, there were weeds everywhere, and at that time one of the workers did not know how to run there, and then disappeared, and he and Secretary Li had already seen him fall with their own eyes by several other workers.

Everyone immediately went over to check and carefully pulled out the weeds, but they didn't expect that under the grass, there was a cave about the size of the well. The cave is bottomless, and there is an echo of what it says.

"Getting to the point!" The fat man was a little impatient, and walked towards the place pointed by the uncle as he spoke.

Then the worker stood in the depths of the cave, tilting his head and smiling at us. However, all of his features began to bleed...... In less than a minute, a lot of water with a fishy smell like rain poured up in the cave, stained red by the worker's blood, and spread out of the cave......"