Fighting with ghosts is Cha Wenbin's specialty, and fighting with people is the housekeeping skill of another brother.

With two scouts and a powerful hand-to-hand combat master, in this dark space, they have the upper hand in everything else, if not by geography.

People are alive, and since they are alive, they will move, and in an absolutely quiet environment, the dance of the hairs will be noticed. In addition, now Cha Wenbin has the bottom in their hearts, but they can deal with it calmly, so the nervous side hides in the dark and is anxious in private.

When a person is nervous, the breathing sound will become louder and the frequency will become faster, and they will also observe the actions of others from time to time. Not a single subtle change can escape a seasoned scout.

The slight roll of a stone allowed them to quickly lock on to the target position, and the illumination of several flashlights staggered into a point, and it was no surprise that there should be someone behind the stone.

Chaozi cleared his throat and shouted, "Come out, cripple, don't hide, just your little trick, how long have you been hiding?" ”

The other party didn't appear, which made Chaozi a little annoyed, "Hey, you lame, play this game with us, believe it or not, catch you, press you directly into the bat dung, get acquainted, and get out by yourself." ”

was so intimidating, and sure enough, a person walked out from behind the stone with his head drooping, and his legs were still limp, who was that person, not Ah Fa?

walked up to Cha Wenbin, and before Ah Fa could open his mouth, Chaozi shook his hand and slapped him on the head and scolded: "Damn, we were almost killed by you, aren't you quite capable, and you will pretend to be dead, pretend, you continue to pretend again." After the fight, he was still angry, and then gave the guy another kick.

Ah Fa didn't say anything, just stood there, Cha Wenbin looked at him with interest, try to ask, there are too many people in this world who are better than him in terms of investigation, but if you want to judge whether a person has been evil, then he will never look away. On that day, Ah Ming fell into a state of being invaded by evil spirits, and there was indeed something at work.

Cha Wenbin asked for a cigarette from Chaozi, lit it and inserted it into Ah Fa's mouth, saying: "Say it, it's better to tell the truth, it's all from the villagers, I won't embarrass you." ”

The origin of the matter was somewhat unexpected to them.

As far as my Abba's generation knows, the history of our village is no more than a hundred years. The people in the village have many identities from all over the country, a small village, but about 100 households, and the dialects are mixed with Anhui, Henan, Zhejiang and other places. Most of the people came from that era of escaping famine, and their backgrounds were basically farmers, and those who knew about their ancestors had been buried in the loess.

Because the geographical location of our village is relatively special, it is a place where two provinces and three counties meet, although it is a mountainous area, but there are also trails to walk, so there are often guests to rest in the early years, but later the highway is opened, and the information here begins to gradually block.

There are all kinds of passers-by, and there is no shortage of people who know a little bit about the doorway.

Those who know how to order feng shui will always praise us for the good feng shui here, out of the dragon vein, and have dragon energy, but if you can find a person who can talk about specific ideas, you can't find it. First, the mountains we have there are more treacherous, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other. This mountain blocks another mountain, and that mountain blocks another. Second, Feng Shui is a thing, showing people a face, painting a foundation, and it's almost the same, and those who can really go to the dragon point to find the acupoint have basically been wiped out in the era of the Cultural Revolution. It can be said that in that era, there were many people who knew Feng Shui, but there were very few people who were proficient.

This Ah Fa's hometown is from Jingmen, Hubei, and it was his grandfather's generation who fled in a panic. Jingmen is also known as the hometown of ancient tombs, ancient tombs everywhere. At that time, when the war was in chaos, people began to stretch their way into the pit of the dead, that is, tomb robbers.

Tomb robbing is a relatively evil craft, and if you deal with the dead a lot, you will inevitably be punished by God. Therefore, at that time, another profession was born, which was to wash away the resentment of these tomb robbers, and the locals called this profession "Gang Ye".

The first to develop from a group of jumping gods, and later those tomb robbers encountered more troublesome masters, and they needed people who really had the ability to eliminate disasters for them, rather than simple spiritual baptism in the past. As a result, some people who understood the Tao began to enter this profession, and at first they took people's money and eliminated disasters for others; In the later stage of development, the master also entered the tomb robbery industry, according to the rules, after the artifact was obtained, the master gave priority to choosing a thing he liked as a reward, and then opened the altar for the group of rats.

Ah Fa's great-grandfather was a grandfather. According to him, this great-grandfather is also a teacher of the Maoshan faction, and the name of the ancestor is Guiyundao. Cha Wenbin has never heard of such a person, the Maoshan faction is more scattered, and many apprentices who are halfway monks dare to go out to open a mountain and establish a faction after learning a trick and a half, after all, it is better to be an admired head than an apprentice who serves tea and water.

This great-grandfather is said to be a Jurong person, that is, the current Maoshan sits on the ground, and it is estimated that he really has some ability. In order to make a fortune, he ran all the way to Jingmen, Hubei, and later became a master there, married a wife and had children.

This great-grandfather gave birth to a total of six sons and three daughters, but he didn't expect to end up supporting Ah Fa's grandfather. The remaining eight all died halfway, and none of them were able to grow into adulthood. At that time, their village was quite wealthy in the Jingmen area, and everyone was doing that thing, but one thing was that everyone's incense was not vigorous, and there were no fewer children and grandchildren.

Great-grandfather understood that this was too much to do to the heavens and reason, and everyone was suffering retribution. So, he told his only son not to step into this profession again, but to teach him some Taoist things, so that he could do more good deeds in his life and accumulate more virtues for the things he had done in the past.

After the old man returned to the West, by the time of his son's generation, that is, Ah Fa's grandfather, the world had become very chaotic, and the family situation had begun to gradually change. The son who inherited his father's six-point ability, began to take the family to escape the famine, originally planned to return to his ancestral hometown of Jurong, but he didn't expect to settle in the northwest of Zhejiang by mistake.

Since childhood, he was accustomed to the life of a large family, and after escaping the famine, he completely became a representative of the middle and lower poor peasants. So his grandfather planned to return to his old business and revitalize the family. It is not a noble profession, but it can be said to be a profession that is disgraceful and spurned by everyone, and the tomb robbers are even more and more so.

In our area, because of the disconnection of history, no one can say what happened before. Although there were some large graves made of stones in the old woods, they were all places where the Lord could not be found. The graves are also full of roads, take the middle school where I studied, just to lay the foundation of a school, the whole village picked the bones of the dead for half a month.

Those bags are mostly mass graves, layer upon layer, and the ages are also different. In that vigorous movement, these graves were either flattened into fertile fields, or they were torn down and brought home to build walls to make pigsties, and when I was a child, all kinds of copper coins were used in jars to play with, and all of them were picked up from those places.

Ah Fa's grandfather is not ordinarily high-minded, and he doesn't do small things. If you want to do it, you have to do a big deal. Where there are slum graves, it means that in the past, people here were prosperous, and some people had to have big families, and there had to be officials, and what he wanted to find was to dig up a few large tombs.

This guy not only understands Taoism, but also knows a little feng shui. During the day, he, like other villagers, went up to the mountains to open up the wasteland, in fact, to find a place. Choosing the target, and then doing that trick again in the dark, is naturally handy. Therefore, at that time, the conditions of their family were second to none in our local area. Because everyone escaped, no one knew anyone, and those who didn't know thought that their family was thick and everyone envied it.

Later, he took his wife, that is, Ah Fa's grandmother. It's a pity that after giving birth to Ah Fa's father, the wife died. His grandfather knew that this was another curse, and he thought that the family was okay, there was nothing missing, a lot of something, and he planned to raise this son.

So in the remaining years, the old man never touched a pit again. But he can't be idle, in case one day the family is down, he always has to leave something for future generations, so the old man began to step on the dots everywhere, and memorized all the points that he thought was a good nest, and copied them in the notebook, which was regarded as a legacy for his children and grandchildren.

If there was aerial photography in that era, maybe the old man would have discovered this nest that made his heart beat a lot.

There is a way, I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. Although he spent his days digging herbs in those woods, he never knew that there was a treasure trove under his feet, and it was a treasure trove of cannibalism.