The moonlight shone miserably white on the mountainside, and nothing could be seen around, but all kinds of strange sounds could be heard from the depths of the dense forest in the ditch under the slope, and this pit made Agui and them stunned. The mountain people are superstitious, and they always think that it is unlucky when they see the coffin, they look at each other, Agui has no idea, and says to himself: "When I see the coffin in the middle of the night, I have to wash my eyes when I go back." ”

The other man lay down and looked at it, and said, "Whose grave is this, and how can it be dug in such a deep mountain?" ”

No one answered him, and the clouds were so frightened that they hid behind the stuffy oil bottle.

I can be sure that this must be a deserted tomb, not the tomb of a large family, the age should be the Ming and Qing dynasties, because such a quality of coffins can be preserved until now in an area with such abundant rain, and the time cannot be too early. Seeing that grass has grown in the mud in the coffin, then the coffin has been washed out by the rain and exposed to the wild for at least a few years, and the bones inside must have been destroyed.

The pit is not big, and with a flashlight, we can't find any trace of Daddy Panma. People are definitely not there, but I have a feeling that this is probably the place where the horses hide things, because it is really good for hiding things. The piece of iron that the son of the horse said may be down there.

The dog was still barking, which made people irritated, so Agui pulled the dog away, let them wander around, and then picked up branches and rummaged inside.

They also did not dare to go down into the pit, and ordinary people would be taboo about coffins, but the reaction of the dogs told us that there must be something in the hole. You won't find it if you look for it like this.

I looked at the mountains here, and even I, who only know the fur of feng shui, can see that this place is definitely not suitable for burying people. This is the mountain pass, and all the water from the mountain will come to collect here, and it will be moldy within a few days of burying people here. This tomb will not be the big tomb in Giethoorn Mountain as speculated by the fat man, it may only be an ordinary barren mountain tomb, and there should be no danger. So I asked Agui not to stir up, and I went down to the pit with the stuffy oil bottle to turn it over.

I'm familiar with the road when I go down the thief hole, let alone turn over a coffin, not to mention that the stuffy oil bottle is still by my side. Agui was very surprised, thinking that a city person like me could be so bold, and the clouds were even more dumbfounded, a little unable to react.

The two people went down to the pit one after the other, because the pit was on the slope, the pit wall was very shallow on one side, and the other side was very high, and you could see the broken wall formed by the collapse of the hillside, and half of the coffin was embedded in the broken wall, and the size was not small, and the residual paint on the face was a black old wooden coffin, and the silt that sank to the bottom of the tomb was half a foot - either the soil settled here, or the old coffin was strangely sinking.

This simple burial method is not something that ordinary people can afford, and the coffin seems to be a road goods, which may have been the comprador of the landlord here in the past. The tomb was in tatters, and it was covered with mud.

I don't know if I was infected by the fat man, and my heartbeat began to accelerate when I saw the coffin, and I told myself that I had to behave like a layman at this time, otherwise it would be easy for Agui to suspect them.

The stuffy oil bottle took the flashlight, pushed away the weeds, and after only looking around, we saw that there were some blood stains of handprints in the inconspicuous part of the coffin. The stuffy oil bottle asked me to help him shine on it, and I reached out and drew it on the comparison, the handprint of the coffin should have been glued away when I leaned over to balance my body. The stuffy oil bottle also squatted down, and below was the crack in the coffin, and he didn't think about it, so he directly reached into the crack and began to dig it up in the mud.

Listening to the sound of the mud churning, I felt hairy on my back, and he just touched a few handfuls of the mud and pulled his hand out, holding a piece of mud in his hand. Shake off the mud of the noodles, it was a plastic bag, and there were blood stains on the noodles, but after shaking the stuffy oil bottle a few times, we found that the plastic bag was empty.

"How so?" I wondered, "Where's the stuff?" ”

"The blood was fresh, and he took it away." The stuffy oil bottle looked around and said lightly, "It's not been long, it must be nearby." ”

"So he came here to get something after he was injured?" I breathed a sigh of relief, there was some distance from where I was injured to here, and since I could walk here, it wouldn't hurt too badly.

The stuffy oil bottle touched it again, but I didn't find anything, we crawled over, and I told Agui about the situation. An old hunter without a gun, strong and experienced, could never escape a leopard's attack, and it was strange why he had come here after being wounded, he should have returned to the village at once. He had shed so much blood all the way, and he came to take the piece of iron away, what was the reason, did he think that it would be dangerous for the piece of iron to be placed here?

We called the dog back, centered on the kofun, and several people went around looking for it. A group of people went to the mountain, and a group of people went down the mountainside, and the two of us followed Agui's father and daughter to the bottom of the valley. I asked the clouds, apart from leopards, what else in the forest would attack people?

Yun Cai said that there were too many before, and now they are all eaten, and there used to be a lot of pythons, but now I haven't seen them for a long time, and those who will attack people may be wild boars. However, wild boars are very timid, and will only attack people when they are provoked, and Daddy Panma has a lot of experience, so it is impossible to provoke wild boars without weapons.

I thought it was possible, but I still couldn't explain why Daddy Panma had come here to take things away. At this time, I vaguely wondered in my heart that the danger encountered by Father Panma was not an animal, could it be that the mysterious people who burned the house attacked him? As he pondered, he suddenly heard a rapid dog barking from the direction of another group of people in the distance.