Because of the disaster, but there were no casualties, there was no complete blockade of Wailing Grave Ridge. The government of Huixiang is also busy with one head and two big, there are so many things, they all bump together, Huixiang is not a big place, it is really understaffed, and there is no power.

It gave me a chance.

Zhuang Huai still drove, and I went to the vicinity of Wailing Tomb Ridge with Lu Qiaolan, and I went the next day as soon as I got the news.

Lu Qiaolan was stunned in the car, and the whole person was a little stupid. Inside her backpack, two teddy bears poked their heads out, and all three glass eyes stared at the razed place outside.

Zhuang Huai and I are not much better.

Just like the scene captured in the photo, the Crying Grave Ridge was really pressed down. Only the remains of the earth can prove that there was originally a hill here.

The village at the foot of the Wailing Grave Ridge Mountain was full of people. A lot of people have packed their bags and are moving out. There are a few people in command who are in charge of order, and I don't know if it is a cadre from a local village or town, or someone sent by the Huixiang government.

I also saw the proprietress of the farmhouse among those people. The proprietress was alone, and the expression on her face was not one of shock and the aftermath of the disaster, but of anger, and she was scolding something in dialect, and pointing fingers at those who maintained order. The people around her are the same as her.

Zhuang Huai stopped the car, and the three of us got out of the car and approached the Crying Grave Ridge, but still no one stopped us. A few people who were investigating at the scene saw Zhuang Huai wearing a police uniform, and they all swept their eyes and continued to work.

There are not many people who survey and rescue, and there are few of them, and they just want to block this place, but they probably can't do it. After all, now that the city is flooded, it is still important in the city when it comes to priorities.

I walked on the uneven ground, and I didn't find much along the way.

I didn't see the yin qi, I didn't see the corpses, I didn't see anything weird.

Originally, I thought that this was done by the guide. In the narrative of the young ghost, their family is the emperor of the soil in Huixiang, and they are also worshiped by the people of Huixiang, which should be regarded as some kind of immortal. In fact, similar things are not uncommon in the history of our country. is that many immortals in modern times have evolved from historical celebrities. For example, the God of Wealth and the God of Poverty, if you search on the Internet, you will find that they all have names and surnames, and several different historical celebrities have such titles.

In the past, when I heard about this kind of thing, I thought it was a story. Great, this is also a historical allusion. But I came into contact with Aoba and experienced so much, and there was a "game" that made me feel alert.

The ghost's ancestor may have become an existence similar to a "game", and he has some skills. No matter how bad it is, it should be similar to the ghost Han Yun who kidnapped many children, and some of them are out of the scope of ordinary ghosts.

The guide seems to be an outsider, and the ghost's ancestor is the head snake, and what will happen when the two meet is self-evident.

I thought of the door of the other space in the cave, and then looked at the collapsed mountain, and I couldn't help but feel heavy.

Without having to think about it, I understood it after the rainstorm. I broke the seal on the entrance to the cave and brought out the corpses, so that the ghosts of Crying Grave Ridge could take action, and I used my ability to change the door of that different dimension, which may be the reason why Crying Grave Ridge was razed to the ground.

Continuing to walk forward, Zhuang Huai found something.

We are just a sightseeing person, and none of the surveyors have been here. They are considered a rescue team, mainly looking for whether there are dead or injured people, and they should not be able to investigate why this happened.

Zhuang Huai is a criminal policeman, and his investigation ability is strong. He pulled a stone out of the dirt. The stone was broken, but the words engraved on it could still be seen clearly, and it was a "tomb" character.

There are many graves on the Wailing Grave Ridge.

Now, we should step on those ruined graves.

Lu Qiaolan moved a few times in place uncomfortably.

Zhuang Huai dug out a few more stones with his bare hands.

The ground here is soft, with some hard objects that are easy to spot.

The stones were rubbed by Zhuang Huai, revealing the handwriting hidden by the sludge.

Several of the words on it are missing. However, hieroglyphs have the advantage that there are a small number of them, and it is still easy to guess the content of these words. Switching to phonetic text, broken like this, we need to do jigsaw puzzles now.

"It's all the inscriptions on the tombstones." Zhuang Huai piled the stones aside.

The three words "zhi", "tomb" and "clan" are commonly used on tombstones, and we can guess when we see a corner. The rest may be the name of the owner of the tomb, which is a bit varied.

"This is the last name." Zhuang Huai said.

"Zhou?" I'm not sure.

The two times we met, the ghost didn't say what his house was called.

We don't find anything here, and it's not three people who can dig three feet into the ground.

On the way back, Zhuang Huai told the surveyor about our findings. They weren't impressed. Their job is still to search for people who have not been killed.

The people in the village had not yet left, and some people were trying to empty their homes, but they were dissuaded by a few people.

My heart moved, and I went up to them and asked them about the owner of the grave on the Crying Grave Ridge.

"Master?" The two middle-aged people who were doing mass work were confused.

"I heard that there are ghosts crying over there, but I don't know anything else."

The villagers with large bags and small bags came over, but they also said they didn't know.

"Someone went up there a few years ago. Children are not sensible, and they want to see what the ghosts look like. But I didn't see anything. I haven't seen a grave. ”

"It is said that there is a big grave, and the ancestors have said so for generations, otherwise where would the ghost cry the grave? But no one has seen it. ”

"It's not all of them, there are still some graves, but I don't know whose ones they are."

Everyone was gossiping, but they couldn't say why.

I asked about the gods worshiped in the temple in the past, but they couldn't tell me. In their eyes, the statue of the god in the temple is like that, a squinted eye with a long beard, a ruddy face, and wearing red clothes, which is a very typical and traditional statue.

I'm a little frustrated.

Zhuang Huai said: "There may be records in the archives of Huixiang. ”

I nodded, "If I can find the local history here, I can find out." ”

I figured out what I could do, but I couldn't figure it out for a while.

The village was also flooded by the torrential rain last night, and although it quickly receded, they didn't know how the Wailing Grave Ridge collapsed. Even if the guide comes, they won't necessarily be able to see it, let alone show me the way.

I feel like I have a lot of headaches, but all I can do now is catch this clue.

Only by finding the guide can it be possible to find the missing Chen Xiaoqiu.