Rao is Chen Changsheng is well-informed, and when he saw many strange things on the scene, he was also a little stunned, and now that the sky had darkened, he gave an order, and everyone began to rest.

All the members of the archaeological team went to a nearby village for a meeting and voted on whether to continue the excavation.

The results were mixed, and finally Chen Changsheng spoke: Perhaps, it is just a place of sacrifice in the Southern Song Dynasty, and here is their peculiar customs.

They couldn't make up their minds, and finally Da Niu said: We are all insiders and have a lot of personal feelings, so He Yang decided whether we should continue to dig.

Damn, the decision is actually on me, if you don't dig it down, who will cause losses to the country? If they dig it down, who will it be if something happens to them?

Chen Changsheng knocked on the square table in front of him, made a knocking sound, and said: Don't embarrass him, in this way, tomorrow I will ask for instructions from the top to see how they decide, today is tired, everyone go and rest.

Because there was no more place, Da Niu and I and another person named Jiang Yanzi were crammed into the same bed.

According to his own introduction, he is a native of Hunan, and he worked with the archaeological team more than ten years ago.

I didn't feel sleepy at night, I was curious because it was the first time I encountered this kind of thing, and they were because they experienced fear again.

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Yanzi said: There are many black coal mines in our area, and when I was a child, people often dug coal in those coal mines, and my third uncle and several other young people in the village went to the coal mine to dig coal, and a corpse was dug up.

Go on. The big cow spoke.

I'm also parked next to it.

Jiang Yanzi continued: The corpse was buried in the mountain for nearly a few hundred meters, and when it was dug up, it was extremely fresh, and they helped the corpse wash off the soil on its body, and even the eyebrows and pores could be seen clearly, and the skin could be broken by blowing, and it was born very beautifully.

It turned out to be a female corpse. I say.

Jiang Yanzi continued: The corpse was wearing a white skirt, just like a fairy, my third uncle and a few bachelors, they had a bad heart, did a bad thing, and only after the end of the story did they feel scared, so they buried the body, but soon after, the bodies of several people who did the bad deeds began to rot, and all of them died.

What's going on? The big bull is interested and wants to know what will happen.

Jiang Yanzi said: Later, people came to the police station, and they said that they were poisoned, but then another boy who was only eighteen or nineteen years old came to the village, and the boy said that my third uncle had done something bad and was retaliated against, and if this matter was not solved properly, the whole village would suffer.

What happened to it later? I asked.

Jiang Yanzi hesitated for a while: That young boy took my grandfather and them to the place where the third uncle buried the body, dug up the body and buried it again, he helped to do the rituals, and then gradually got better. The young man said that the mountain was beaten there by others, otherwise it was not a cemetery, and the second was not an ancient tomb, so how could people be buried in the mountain?

I found it unbelievable: where was the mountain beaten?

Jiang Yanzi sighed: We didn't believe it at the time, the young man said that the previous people had this ability, they could move mountains and rocks, turn rivers and seas, and even open up the world, and the female corpse that the third uncle dug up was buried in the previous fight.

What he said is more like a story than Da Niu, and it is a fantasy story, not credible.

After that, I was about to fall asleep, and I was about to fall asleep, but there was a shout outside.

When all the members of the archaeological team went out to see, the dogs in the village were like crazy, and the other villagers took us to the excavation site with flashlights.

When we arrived at the scene, most of us covered our mouths and threw up.

Oh my god, what the hell is going on? The bull burst into a foul mouth, and then retched.

Five of the villagers who excavated here during the day were already in pieces, and the strong smell of blood and offal at the scene was the reason for our gagging.

No matter how calm Chen Changsheng is, he can't be calm at this time, and the corners of his mouth tremble: My God

No one dared to come closer, and there was no way to see the cause of death.

Chen Changsheng shouted: Come and see a few bold ones.

No one answered.

Although Da Niu felt disgusted, he still stepped forward: I'll go.

When I saw that no one was coming, I stepped forward with a hard head: I will go too.

Many times, opportunities are in front of me, as long as I seize this opportunity, Chen Changsheng and the archaeological team members will definitely change my opinion, which will be very beneficial to me in the future.

Chen Changsheng took me and Da Niu to get closer to the gossip.

The five villagers were all dead on the Soul Suppression Platform, and the blood was still steaming, flowing along the strange lines on the Soul Suppression Platform.

It's shredded. I glanced at it and said.

But there were no scratches on them. Chen Changsheng overturned my opinion.

These stumps had different gaps, not chopped with sharp objects, but torn apart, which only wild beasts would do, but it was strange that there were no scratches on their bodies.

At this time, the villager standing next to him said: We have no wild beasts here.

Chen Changsheng muttered: I'm afraid it's over now, so many people have died, someone must be responsible.

Chen Changsheng's face was full of worry, and then he said: No matter what, we must find out the cause of their death and let them rest in peace.

After speaking, he reached out and touched the mutilated corpse.

Jiang Yanzi shouted beside him at this time: Don't touch it.

We look outside.

Jiang Yanzi's face was full of worry: supernatural power, this is done by supernatural power, we have already disturbed the things under the soul suppression stage, don't disturb him anymore.

At this time, the blood of the five of them flowed along the lines on the Soul Suppression Platform all over the Soul Suppression Platform, and the red lines were full of them, and we noticed what the lines were composed of.

This is a ghost face, and on the forehead of the ghost face are a few delicate small characters that make the greedy wolf star monarch town ghost show evil.

All three of us saw it and froze.

Almost at the same moment, the iron cable that locked the stone tablet of the Soul Suppression Platform suddenly shook.

Come on. I hurriedly shouted.

Just as we were about to leave, the iron cable clicked and snapped, and the round stone slab with a ghostly face painted on the Soul Suppression Platform cracked, and a stream of black gas spread out inside.

This black gas is very frozen, and when it is contaminated with the body, I can't breathe at all.

Come on. Chen Changsheng also shouted to the people outside.

But it was too late, and the black gas had already spread throughout the hills.

There is no sound in my ears, no sound in front of my eyes, no taste in my nose, and despair wells up in my heart.

My heart was pounding, and I felt as if I had seen myself die.

But at this moment, the sword box on my back suddenly snapped and shattered, and the ancient sword inside the box cut through the black qi and stood on the ground in front of me.

The black qi quickly retreated, and finally condensed on the soul suppression platform.

This is a middle-aged man, covered in black and churning, looking extremely illusory.

Ghost. I was stunned, it was the first time I had seen a ghost in my life.

Judging from what he was wearing, he was from the Southern Song Dynasty, he had no body, and he was composed of a black mist.

All of us were in astonishment, and the black shadow was about to come towards us, when the sword standing in front of me suddenly moved on its own, and there was an inky aura from the sword, and in less than a second, the sword was picked up.

A handsome man dressed in black appeared in front of him, holding the sword, pointing at the man on the Soul Suppression Platform.

In an instant, the inky shadow flashed, and the ghost on the soul suppression platform was dispersed by the man who came out of the sword, turning into clear qi and dissipating into the air.

When we mentioned that the heart of the throat and eyes still did not sink, because this person who appeared from the sword made us feel the despair of not seeing hope at all, as if sinking into the deep sea of 10,000 meters, pressing people unable to move, and sweat falling down their bodies.

He walked in front of me with the sword, stopped in front of me, stretched out his hand and handed me the sword: My name is Yang Yun, I forgot what I was going to do, I only remember Ye Hai, help me hand over this sword to him, maybe he can know what my unfulfilled wish is.

His face was expressionless, and the breath on his body made my skin ache, and I slowly reached out and took the sword.

He said: I will protect you until you find Ye Hai.

After saying that, he turned into inky gas and sank into the sword.

I was so frightened that I collapsed to the ground, and finally stood up with my sword in my hand, and helped Chen Changsheng and them out of here.

The police station came here that day, and we all went over to do the errands, and some of the bold archaeological team members recorded the video just now, saving our lives, and the responsibility is not ours.

When the police were investigating, Chen Changsheng came to me and said: He is the general, and when I dug out this sword, he was holding this sword.

His name is Yang Yun. I said, still in the mud.

And at this time, a female detective asked us to come over: Which of you comes to see this.

She found very small words on the edge of the Soul Suppression Table.

I used to read it:

In the first year of Shaoxing, I led more than 1,000 Jinqing troops to attack the demon army on the Divine Ghost Slope.

Ghosts and gods, beasts and dead groups, birds do not stop, the wind is gloomy and miserable, and black clouds are smoking.

The general told Yu that this demon army often covers the three armies, often hears ghosts crying, and the sky is cloudy. It is formed by the convergence of wet eggs, which are livestock and animals, and are not human enemies.

Suddenly, the wind is sad and the sun is shining, the grass is dry, there are gods and men from the sky, three thousand shackles, and the lock demon will be with this. God casts the soul platform, the demon will be eternal, don't see the soul, don't smell the blood, otherwise the demon will come back, and the non-Tianzun will be invincible.

This article is specially engraved to warn future generations, vainly move this platform, if the demon will come out, the army will relieve the world, and repeatedly warn.

After reading it, Chen Changsheng frowned: Could it be that the legendary demon army is real?

What demon army?

Chen Changsheng said: I once saw a book of "The Book of Tricks" in the university museum, which recorded such a wild history, saying that from the Jianyan period to the Shaoxing period, there was an army composed of monsters among the Jin soldiers, which was invincible and invincible. I didn't care about it at the time, but now it seems to be true.