Liang Houzai and I don't have driver's licenses, and Senior Brother Geng's injuries haven't healed yet, but now there is no other way but to let him drive first.

The main reason why we didn't bring Liu Shangang this time is because Liu Shangang's appearance is so distinctive, as long as the villagers look at his face, they will treat us as bad people.

If only Liu Shangang could also disguise himself.

Senior Brother Geng drove to a small village closest to the forest, it was already seven o'clock in the evening, and the villagers were finishing their meals, and as soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they could smell the fragrance wafting from the cottage.

We packed our bags and went into the village with our tents and some equipment for climbing.

This time, we still disguised ourselves as travelers to enter the village, such an identity is the least suspicious, after all, like this old forest, there should often be travelers involved.

Seeing that the time was not early, we planned to find a village to spend the night and ask the locals about the situation in the old forest by the way.

But when Senior Brother Geng knocked on a door and said that he wanted to spend the night, the owner of the house said that there was a hotel in the village, and the price was not expensive, and suggested that we go there.

According to the address given by the villagers, we quickly found the hotel, which is located in the northwest corner of the whole village, it is a small two-story building, and when we came downstairs, we also saw an old SUV parked not far away.

When I entered the building, a stubby middle-aged man immediately came up, and he asked me with a smile: "Are you here to climb the mountain, accommodation?" ”

I nodded my head, and then saw a few tables in the lobby of the hotel, with toothpicks and cutlery on them, and said to him, "Let's get us something to eat first, and my friend said that your food here is quite good." ”

"It's over," the middle-aged man said while leading us towards the dinner table: "The craftsmanship is average, mainly because the materials in the mountains are good, and they are all natural and pollution-free, haha." ”

After we sat down, he came over with the menu, and I asked him, "Are you the boss here?" ”

He handed me the menu and responded, "Ah, yes, I opened this little shop, my surname is Gao." ”

I smiled: "Oh, Boss Gao, I heard my friends mention you, and they all said that you are a good person, not only enthusiastic, but also very sincere." ”

When I said the word "sincerity", the corners of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched violently, and then he nodded his head and smiled sullenly at me.

I looked down at the menu, good guy, a mushroom fried pork costs two hundred, and a simple fried bamboo shoot costs a hundred yuan.

He's running a hotel, it's a robbery.

I frowned at the menu, and the owner said to me, "It's all from the mountains, and you can't eat it anywhere else." ”

I nodded and smiled at him, "It's okay, it's not bad money." By the way, I want to ask you about something. ”

"What's the matter?"

I said, "I heard from a friend that the mountain behind the village seems to have some problems with feng shui, and he said that there have been a lot of supernatural events in that place." ”

The shopkeeper was happy on the spot: "A supernatural event? I've grown up here, so there's no supernatural event. It's all spread by people from outside, they see that our mountain goods business is doing well, and they deliberately make up stories to scandalize us. ”

"Hey, that's the case," I said, keeping my eyes on the menu, "how can you talk nonsense like that." Well, these rumors must have been made up by those black-hearted businessmen, and only those people would do such things that damage yin morality. ”

When I spoke, I didn't see how the shopkeeper reacted.

After ordering the food, he took the menu to the kitchen, and then came with the food was a very strong young man, he came out of the kitchen was still aggressive, but after putting down the food, he left without saying anything.

Liang Houzai saw him enter the kitchen door, and said to me with a smile: "Brother Dao now also has the power of Grandpa Chai." ”

Me: "Huh? With a sigh, he looked at Liang Houzai.

Liang Houzai raised his chin towards the kitchen door: "When this guy came out just now, he still looked like he was looking to find fault, but when you glanced at him, the momentum on his body instantly weakened." ”

At this time, Senior Brother Geng, who was sitting opposite, said: "Don't say anything about either of you, I don't know what you have experienced over the years, although you can't usually see it, but sometimes, there is a ruthlessness all over your body...... It can't be said to be ruthless, anyway, it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling. ”

I wondered, "Is there one?" Why don't I feel it myself? ”

Liang Houzai was about to speak, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the corridor next to the lobby, and several people walked down from there, one of them had a shaved head, wearing a soft T-shirt with a lot of drape, a large black leather bag under his arm, and a gold chain around his neck.

These are probably local souvenir merchants who come to the local area.

They found a place to sit down, and then they saw the bald man beckoning to the kitchen door, shouting, "Boss, we want to eat." ”

The shopkeeper soon came out, and the people kept complaining that it was too expensive when they ordered, but they still didn't miss the order.

Then the shopkeeper went into the kitchen again, and the people behind us started chatting at the top of their voices.

At first, they were chatting about some unbearable meat jokes, and several people laughed exaggeratedly while chatting. It wasn't until the first dish was served that they chatted about business while eating.

These people are talking so loudly that you can hear them clearly even if you cover your ears, and I was a little annoyed at first, but as they talked, they talked about the construction site.

I heard from one of them that the construction site had been stopped three days ago, and it was said that a tunnel had been dug during the digging of the foundation, and several workers ran down to look at it, but found that there was an ancient tomb road connected to the tunnel, and I didn't know if it was real.

Then I heard other people talk about it, if the tomb is really dug up, the project will be abandoned, and it is estimated that someone will have to be sent down to do archaeological excavation. He said that he also heard from the workers of the construction team about the excavation of the ancient tomb, and said that the foremen in charge of the construction did not seem to report the matter.

Then I heard the bald man say, "Hey, that must be fake!" If the ancient tomb is really dug up, and a few small foremen don't report it, do they still want to rob the tomb? Doing this kind of thing is punishable by shooting. Besides, with so many people on the construction site, maybe it will spread the word, and they will definitely not dare to do this. Fake, absolutely fake. ”

The bald man who was talking should be the most authoritative one among several people, and as soon as this remark came out, everyone else agreed, and some people were even patting his ass.

The three of us ate sullenly, and neither of us spoke, but whether it was Senior Brother Geng or Liang Houzai, the expressions on their faces were not so natural, and I guess my expressions were similar to theirs.

After eating, the owner of the store secretly gave us a very low discount, I asked him if it was difficult for the store to hold activities, why such a low discount? As a result, he said that he suspected that we were journalists, and told us not to expose him.

After that, the owner arranged a room for us and waited for us with kind words all the way.

The rooms in the hotel are relatively simple, similar to the simple hotels on the highway, with three beds and a TV cabinet in the room, no separate bathroom, and the quilt is still very damp.

At nine o'clock we turned off the lights, pretending to be asleep, and at this time, there was a very light footstep outside the door, which moved from the front of the door to the entrance of the stairs, and then came the sound of going downstairs.

From the moment we entered the house, the shopkeeper had been eavesdropping outside. Although we were all aware of him outside the door, we all tacitly did not say anything.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was walking away, I asked Liang Houzai: "What do you think about the grave road dug up on the construction site?" ”

Liang Houzai thought for a while and said: "Nine times out of ten, it is true, although from the data, the construction site is not in the coordinate area, but no one can guarantee that there is no tomb road leading to the tomb under the construction site." ”

Senior Brother Geng asked me, "Do you want to go and see?" ”

I looked at my watch and said, "Wait a little longer, the villagers may not have fallen asleep yet." ”

Then we looked at our watch, counted the time, and waited silently. It wasn't until after eleven o'clock in the evening that we scrambled out of bed and tried not to make too much noise.

I leaned over the window and looked in the direction of the village, where there were almost no lights, only two street lamps lit at the entrance of the village. From where I was, I could see not only the entrance of the village and our car, but also the hill where the construction team was located.

Even if I opened the Eye of Heaven, I didn't see anything unusual on that mountain.

After the lobby was quiet, we took all the luggage, opened the window and went out, we lived on the second floor of the hotel, three or four meters high is nothing to me and Liang Houload, when I landed, I quickly bent my legs to decompress, and rolled on the ground for a distance, while relieving the pressure as much as possible.

But Senior Brother Geng was more troublesome, he first pulled out a rope in the house, and then slowly slid along the rope to the ground.

When he came to us, Senior Brother Geng smiled awkwardly: "When I was a child, I didn't practice actively, and it was very troublesome when I came to such a time. ”

I looked at the rope that had been pulled down from the second floor and sighed inwardly.

Liang Houzai asked me, "Will you come back early tomorrow morning?" ”

"It depends." As I spoke, I took a few steps back, then made a sharp charge and climbed up the second floor against the wall, and when I got back to my room, I untied the rope at the foot of the bed and tucked it into my backpack.

With that in mind, I jumped down the window.

You can't just leave the rope here, you might get in trouble if you get seen.

When I was climbing the wall just now, I made a lot of noise, and I was worried that the shopkeeper would come out to check, so I hurriedly pulled Liang Houzai and Senior Brother Geng away.

Without Liu Shangang, the guide, we didn't dare to walk through the village, so we could only go out of the village from the northwest direction and go around a big circle before we came to the hill where the construction was built.

At the foot of the hill there are three rows of makeshift mobile homes, which are walled with a thin layer of foam sandwich panels, which are poorly insulated, and we can hear the noise of the house as we walk by, and a group of workers are gathering to play poker, and we can often hear the sound of cards falling on the table.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and they hadn't even slept yet, and it seemed that the work here had indeed been suspended.

When I got closer to the mobile house, I heard someone say, "How many days have they been gone, foreman?" ”

"It's been three days, and I don't know when I'll be back."

"They're going to report it, I guess it can't be that long. Besides, the archaeological team is here, why haven't they come back yet? ”

"The people from the archaeological team haven't come out since they went in, so something can't be wrong. Hey, you all heard the movement last night, it looks like someone blew something up on the construction site. ”

"You play your cards well, hey- lost again, big brother, can we play cards well? What do you care about, people are professional archaeologists, and they can do a chicken feather thing. Playing cards, playing cards, you concentrate. ”

Listen to what they mean, someone went down to the grave before us?