I moved the thing to the side, and the second uncle's foot was pulled out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I pulled it out with a little force, and I was startled when I saw it, it was half an arm. It grew out of the soil, it was not rubbish, there was no blood, as if it had been dried by the air. The second uncle was taken aback at first, and then comforted himself and said: "This is a river, it is reasonable to have a broken arm, don't panic." ”

The fist of this severed hand was clenched very tightly, and when he was dying, he must have wanted someone to rescue him, and he was also pitiful to see this man, and wanted to dig out the rest of his body and bury him again, and put it in the ground.

I was about to excavate, but I noticed something was wrong. I saw the fingers of the broken arm move, and the second uncle saw me stop and urged, "Are you scared to pee?" This person has been dead for so long, and you are still afraid of a ball? Can he still pull us down? Your second uncle and I recently want to be a literary youth, and I have read some books, the author's surname is Ma Mingkesi, and he talks about materialism and idealism. There are no ghosts in this world, they are all scared of themselves. You say strange is not strange, I thought that only Chinese surnamed Ma, foreigners also have the surname Ma, there are so many people surnamed Ma. ”

I said, "How do I feel that this severed arm is alive?" The second uncle said, "If you are scared to pee, just say it and learn from your second uncle." As soon as the second uncle's words were finished, his face suddenly changed, and he wanted to say something, but he was speechless for a while, his eyes stayed on this broken arm, and the fingers of the broken arm suddenly bent down, clasped the second uncle's right hand tightly, and pulled the second uncle into the soil. I saw that the situation was not right, and I grabbed the second uncle's right hand and lifted it up, the strength of the broken arm was amazing, the two of us were like eggs touching stones, if we stalemate again, the second uncle's hand would be broken.

I couldn't fight hard, I used a shovel to pry open the fingers of the half of my arm, and the second uncle broke free. The second uncle hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times in a row, and said to the half of the arm: "We are also for your good, let you go into the ground for peace, you are not happy, since you don't accept our love, let's go." These three rings should be regarded as compensation for you. ”

Just about to leave, the second uncle looked up and saw a tree on the bank of the river, it was not an ordinary tree, it was a locust tree, the locust tree of the locust tree was composed of a wood and a ghost, this kind of tree was extremely heavy, if there was such a tree in the grave of any family, it would never be able to turn over, and it was necessary to pull out the locust tree and burn it to ashes. So my second uncle and I spent half a night, using a shovel to finally dig up this locust tree and burn it to ashes.

At this time, there was a sudden movement under our feet, and a big hole was broken in the place where the second uncle's foot was deep just now, and many broken stones fell down. The second uncle took a look inside, and found that there was still a black hole inside, it was a dry well, and it was impossible to think about it, who would dig the wellhead here?

The light of the flashlight couldn't shine to the end, the second uncle picked up a stone, threw it down, and heard an echo, seeing that the hole should not be deep. The second uncle said, "Maybe there are still some bottles and cans in it!" ”

I said: "Second uncle, don't be obsessed with money, Mr. often teaches us not to be greedy for small gains, otherwise we will harm others and ourselves after all." The second uncle said: "You are a melon baby, and you know how to educate the second uncle." But don't you really want to go back to your old business? As soon as he said this, I shuddered, how could this be so familiar, the second uncle also felt that he had said the wrong thing, but he couldn't take it back.

He covered his mouth and asked, "Did I just say something?" I nodded, listening to his tone, he seemed to have done this kind of thing before, I don't know why, as soon as I saw these bottles and cans, my heart itched, and I don't know where the itch was. I can't remember when I've seen these things, but I seem to have an innate instinct that the older they are, the more attractive they are to me. I was a little skeptical that my ancestors had done this kind of thing before, so I asked my second uncle about the situation. The second uncle told me that his grandfather had never told him these things, and he couldn't remember if anyone in his ancestors had done such things.

The second uncle said, "Are you the same as I think?" I said, "What is the same as you?" The second uncle said, "Actually, you really want to go down, don't you?" ”

I'm noncommittal, indeed, what the second uncle said is very right, if there is a bright weapon underground, it is an opportunity to make a fortune, if it is in the prosperous era, it must be a matter of losing his head. Now in troubled times, warlords everywhere are fighting, people's hearts are scattered, and there is no time to care about tomb robbers. Maybe one day, the RB people will come over again, and take this apricot forest as their own, and the Ming utensils will be robbed by them, then we really have no way to live, these Ming utensils are worth a lot, just get a few pieces, we can eat and drink for a few years, and immediately decided, do it!

The second uncle was still a little reluctant, so he said to the entrance of the cave: "Ladies and gentlemen, this kind of thing is a funeral item, you can't bring it with you when you are alive, and you can't bring it with you when you die, after all, this thing can't be eaten as food." I'll bring you some practical things another day, such as the little flower girl paper figure and the wooden chicken legs. If there's a vessel in it, I'll take a little bit and put it away, and if not, we'll go back the way we came, and we'll never disturb you. If you don't agree with us going down, tell us. ”

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no response, the second uncle said: "Why, if you don't speak, it means that you agree, no wonder me!" "The second uncle asked me to go back to the tent and get a long rope, and I also brought the candle and the iron cage by the way. This is a swamp, there must be a lot of biogas in it, and there is a lack of oxygen, and it is easy to run out of oxygen.

The second uncle lit a candle and put it in an iron cage, which was tied to one end of the rope and put it down. When I first put it into the hole, a slight flame came out, which was the methane gas produced by the decay of the plants, which began to burn when it came into contact with the air. We waited for a few minutes, the slight flame was gone, the second uncle put the iron cage down, put it at a depth of seven or eight meters, the candle was still not extinguished, the second uncle said: "The methane has dissipated, and the underground air quality is okay." ”

I didn't even notice what I was doing when I was doing these things, it all seemed to be done by our instincts. It's like swimming, it took a week for others to learn to swim, and I cowered into the river, and when I got into the water, I suddenly realized that I didn't have to learn at all, I just could. It scared me so much that I wondered if there was something wrong with me. I glanced at my second uncle, and he seemed to have noticed his abnormality. The second uncle said: "Forget it, don't worry about this, let's do it." ”