Zhang Qiaozi paused at this point for me. Then he asked me meaningfully, "If it were you, what would you choose?" ”

I froze and shook my head: "I don't know." If I didn't know what was inside, I would have broken in. But if I knew it was stiff inside, I wouldn't have dared to go in. You should be in, right? ”

As soon as I asked that, I thought I was stupid. Since Zhang Chopsticks went to prison because of the general's tomb, he must have gone in, but how to get in and get out of the whole body, I am more and more curious about what Zhang Chopsticks encountered inside.

Zhang Chopsticks raised his head and sighed, revealing a rare indifference. Said: "You are very honest, I am too arrogant, I knew that it was dangerous inside but still broke in." ”

Then Zhang Chopsticks continued.

Zhang Qiaozi hesitated for a while, but still made up his mind to continue to break ground. This general's tomb is a typical Spring and Autumn 'mound' tomb. The mound should be filled in five layers, which should be a charcoal layer, a stone layer, white plaster, stones, wood, etc. But the 'mound' burials have a fatal weakness, that is, they are thick on the top and thin on the side. The hardest stone and white plaster mud in the burial soil are often sealed above, while the sides are difficult to fill in because of the angle.

After thinking about it, Zhang Chopsticks skillfully pulled out the Luoyang shovel, and ran to the most tricky place where the mound was from the ground. Zhang Chopsticks stepped forward and broke off a piece and twisted it, it was charcoal, and it was indeed a Spring and Autumn Tomb. And the Spring and Autumn Tomb determines the height of the mound because of the identity of the owner. Zhang Chopsticks instantly determined that there was indeed a general under this mound.

Zhang Qiaozi became excited, and swung the shovel faster and faster, until he hit a hard object with a "dang" sound.

When you look closely, it is actually layers of completely hardened white plaster. According to common sense, white plaster is not hard. If there is no charcoal moisture-proof, it will be crispy after a long time, and a large piece will be broken, but the white plaster in front of the chopsticks is very special.

Zhang chopsticks shook the flashlight, and the white plaster turned out to be red, the color of blood.

Zhang slammed his chopsticks a few times, knocking down a piece from the top to take a closer look. The white plaster was red inside -- and he found some white crumbs in it.

He suddenly remembered a rumor that white plaster was said to be hard when mixed with human flesh and blood. That's right, human flesh and blood are irreplaceable. Zhang Chopsticks is just a rumor. After all, the chemical equation of white plaster mud is very clear, and there is no substance in human blood that can make it qualitative.

But the red and white plaster in front of him confirms this. Zhang Qiaozi looked at the huge mound of sealed soil, and a ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in his mind. How many people's flesh and blood were used to build this tomb alone?

Zhang Qiaozi shuddered.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it. Instead, he continued to pick up a shovel and chop this piece of white plaster. In his mind, this kind of thing will not be too thick, from the perspective of feng shui, the tomb seal is too thick, it will only seal the rui qi of the tomb owner, and the tomb will be a big murderer. An hour passed, and Zhang Chopsticks cut a layer of white plaster, but he never saw the stone inside exposed.

He's wrong again, everything doesn't make sense here.

Zhang squatted on the ground with his chopsticks, gasping for air.

"Whew." The entire silent forest was only the violent gasping of chopsticks.

"Whew."

"Whew--" Zhang chopsticks closed his mouth suddenly, stood up and looked around.

"Whoop—whoop."

Violent wheezing was incessant. But here, he should be the only one!

It was expected that Zhang Chopsticks was bold, and when he encountered this situation, his hair stood up, and he slowly walked towards the sound while holding the shovel.

"Whew-whew" a violent wheezing sound, heavier than his, like a terminally ill patient.

Zhang Qiaozi finally determined the source of the sound, which came from a bush not far from him.

He leaned over slowly, picked up a rock, and threw it in.

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Who!" Zhang chopsticks shouted.

No one answered, the forest was still so quiet, and there were no insects and birds in the summer. If it weren't right in front of him, Zhang Qiaozi would have thought that he was hallucinating.

The bushes shook violently, as if something was about to rush out.

Zhang took a few steps back with his chopsticks, and his flashlight shook over, looking at what rushed out of the bushes.

It turned out to be a wild dog. The gray wild dogs that can be seen everywhere, the fur seems to have been burned, and a large piece has been dropped, and it is terrible ugly.

Zhang Chopsticks almost laughed, he had been fighting since he was fifteen years old, he had never seen any scenes, and he actually frightened a wild dog, but the next moment he stopped laughing.

Because he saw the wild dog laughing. That's right, the dog is laughing. Its mouth was slightly open, a mocking expression, and a sarcastic look in its green eyes.

"Whoop-whoo" The wild dog opened its mouth, and its tongue spat out and spit out, and it made a patient-like wheezing sound. And when Zhang Chopsticks showed a shocked face, the wild dog closed his mouth, the sound disappeared, and then the wild dog smiled at Zhang Chopsticks again.

Oh, my God.

Zhang Chopsticks is no longer calm, this wild dog is actually performing ventriloquist to him! Zhang Qiaozi looked at this dog with strange eyes, is this thing a dog? Or is it another unknown intelligent animal? Or is it a youkai that eats dead corpses in the grave and cultivates into essence?

"What else would you do?" Zhang Chopsticks actually asked this sentence by a ghost. After Zhang Qiaozi finished saying this, he stared at the eyes of the wild dog, motionless.

The dog was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he grinned and pounced on Zhang Chopsticks. The sudden change frightened Zhang Chopsticks back, and subconsciously used all his strength to swing the shovel forward.

Split the air.

Zhang saw that the wild dog was squatting a meter in front of him, squinting at himself.

It seemed to be smiling even more.

Zhang chopsticks couldn't cry or laugh, squatted down to make himself as tall as the wild dog, and asked, "What are you here for?" ”

The wild dog's ears moved, but his expression did not change.

Zhang Qiaozi glanced around a few times and asked, "This is your home?" ”

In Zhang Qiaozi's mind, only such a strange formation can raise such a strange dog.

The wild dog's ears moved, but his expression remained unchanged, smiling and groaning, like looking at a fool.

Zhang Qiaozi was a little unhappy, he was actually talking to a dog, and even trying to read a dog's expression, how stupid.

Zhang Chopsticks no longer rare the spirituality of this dog, stood up, and said casually: "Since it's not your home, I'm going to dig it, don't make trouble for me." With that, he ignored the dog and continued to study how to open the mound.

Unexpectedly, the dog ran over, ran to the white plaster split by Zhang Chopsticks, sniffed it, and then sneezed twice. Ignoring Zhang Chopsticks, he quickly ran up the mound, ran to a big cypress tree, stopped, and looked at Zhang Chopsticks.

Zhang Qiaozi was confused, what did this dog want to do. He was a little impatient in his heart, it was already two o'clock in the night, and once it was dawn, he was afraid that he would be discovered by the local farmers. He's going to get his things out of here before dawn.

The dog spat out the stone twice at Zhang Chopsticks, and actually crossed his legs under the cypress tree. "Huh~~~"

Zhang Qiaozi's face changed.

This dog is peeing! The wild dog shook happily after soaking the old urine. looked at Zhang Chopsticks, and actually rushed down the mound into the grass and disappeared.

Zhang Qiaozi stood in place, not knowing what to say. Is this wild dog signaling that this is its territory?

Zhang Qiaozi smiled and shook his head, although he thought this wild dog was quite interesting, he would never ruin the plan because of it. Thinking about it, Zhang Chopsticks lifted the Luoyang shovel and circled around the mound, trying to find a new vulnerability, or a 'living mouth' for the soul of the deceased to ascend to heaven.

After shoveling a few shovels and shoveling away the charcoal layer, it was all red and white plaster. To dig up these white plaster, it is estimated that it will take three or four hours, this is only an estimate, no one knows how thick the white plaster is, what else is under the white plaster, and Zhang Chopsticks does not know.

This is a problem, Zhang chopsticks patted his head, and his eyes kept aiming at this huge 'mound'.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhang Chopsticks' mind.

Perhaps, the wild dog just now knows how to get in?

The wild dog was so weird that he was just as comfortable peeing on a mound as he was in his own yard. You must know that this general's tomb is extremely yin, so there will be no birds and no insects in summer. Any animal will consciously avoid such a place, especially a dog that has yin and yang.

Zhang Chopsticks hurriedly ran around and shouted, he didn't know the name of the wild dog, so he could only shout in a low voice: "Dog, dog!" ”

The wild dog didn't jump out as Zhang Chopsticks thought, and seemed to have run away.

Zhang Qiaozi sighed in disappointment, and with a glance, he suddenly saw nine large cypress trees erected on the mound. Then he seemed to think of something and rushed up the mound, shaking the cypress trees with flashlights.

These cypress trees are at least a thousand years old, and their root systems are extremely developed, like a bunch of intricately tangled strange snakes exposed. There was also a wet spot at the root of one of the trees - the work of the wild dog.

Zhang Chopsticks' eyes became brighter and brighter, and he seemed to have thought of how to enter the general's tomb.

Just do it, Zhang Chopsticks lifted the Luoyang shovel and dug it up in the gap between the roots of the cypress tree, and soon, he dug up the soil and charcoal layer, and saw the white plaster mud inside. But these white plaster mud were pierced by the strong roots of the cypress.

There is no doubt that the power of plants is powerful. A small seed can pry open a human skull that medical devices can't pry open. These powerful roots pierced the rock-solid white plaster, and it was to be expected.

Zhang Qiaozi laughed excitedly, and dug down more effortlessly, these roots penetrated and crushed the white plaster, making them crispy and crispy, and Zhang Qiaozi easily dug them open.

After digging for dozens of minutes, a layer of stone was exposed under the white plaster. The stone was also pierced by the roots of the cypress tree, and it was full of cracks.

Zhang Chopsticks couldn't help but be embarrassed, how deep should the roots of these cypress trees extend?

Stamped his feet, and Zhang chopsticks felt it. The stone is brittle, and it should collapse if it is damaged slightly. After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Qiaozi climbed up and took out a rope to tie it to the cypress tree, and jumped back into the hole.

He tied a rope around his waist, and with a single exertion, he was able to enter the burial chamber vertically.

Just as he was about to act, his exposed head caught a glimpse of urine under the cypress tree beside him, and suddenly a spirit stirred.

The wild dog wanted to lure him in from the beginning.