But why recommend Chongqing? This made Qiyue a little puzzled, in fact, he originally thought that the eighth uncle would speak Xiangxi, after all, Xiangxi and Miaojiang are the two most mysterious places in China. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why?" Asked in the middle of July.

"First of all, Chongqing is the city with the largest Chinese population, and there will only be more ghosts if there are more people. Secondly, Chongqing is a mountain city, with many mountains and trees, and it gathers yin qi and is suitable for the survival of ghosts. Last but not least, one-third of Chongqing's territory is Tujia and Miao, and one of these two ethnic groups believes in witchcraft and the other believes in Gu art, so if you want to talk about inexplicable dead people, Chongqing is no worse than Miao Jiang or Xiangxi. ”

As soon as the eighth uncle said this, he immediately understood why there was a ghost hunting family in Chongqing! As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water to eat the water, the ghosts will naturally eat the ghosts, thinking of the seven and a half months here, I can't help but regret it, it seems that the most terrible thing is people, what to eat.

Just when he wanted to ask something in the middle of July, Mrs. Mo unceremoniously interrupted the small talk between the two.

"It's half past twelve, aren't you still opening the coffin?"

The eighth uncle took out something that seemed to be a feng shui compass from his arms, looked at it, and then said.

"It's not yet time, and China uses one place to cross five time zones, but Beijing doesn't arrive here at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Nowadays, although technology has developed and there are clocks, it has also brought some troubles, for example, the time of the day is not strictly 24 hours, but a few minutes, but it is these few minutes that can completely affect the consequences of the earth's work.

For this reason, earthwork does not follow the clock time, but uses ancient methods such as sundials or tools such as the onmyometer. What the eighth uncle is holding in his hand is a feng shui compass with the function of yin-yang instrument, which can accurately determine the value of yin and yang qi around him, and use it to grasp the timing with an accuracy that is not worse than that of a sundial.

Mrs. Mo let out a heavy sigh, with a helpless face, she knew that she would have to wait so long, so she would come back later. After Mrs. Mo's interruption, the whole scene became cold again, and after a few minutes of silence, Shen Ershen suddenly remembered that his car was still in the town at the top of the Panda Kingdom!

"Hey! By the way, Boss Luo, is the road on Wolong's side open? ”

As a result, who knew his question, the faces of the four eighth uncles suddenly changed, and they straightened their waists and gasped.

"It's broken! I don't know if there is a road to the mass grave! If you don't get through, you won't be able to go to Wolong! ”

Uncle Eight slapped his head, how could he forget such an important thing? When they came, the four of them were still looking for a car, and on the road they were still saying that they were looking for someone to explore the road, but there was no result, and this saw nails were forgotten! After so many years of doing earth work, it is really evil to still make such a mistake!

"Can you forget this?!" Mrs. Mo's eyes suddenly widened as big as copper bells, and the trace of admiration she had just had for the eighth uncle disappeared in an instant.

"Ahem...... Mrs. Mo...... Can you borrow your car outside and use it...... "Uncle Eighth is also embarrassed, he really has to blame himself for this matter, but fortunately, China is rich in land and resources, and Xiaojin and Beijing are more than an hour apart, and it is still too late to explore the way.

The matter has come to this, can Mrs. Mo still say that she can't borrow it? Uncle Bai walked out of the mourning hall with a glance.

"Xiao Wang, you go to the mass grave and see if the road over there is open."

"Wait, I'll go too! I'm going to get my car back! Shen hurriedly chased it out, unceremoniously opened the car door, and got on Mrs. Mo's Land Rover.

This is a big deal, and the driver Xiao Wang didn't dare to delay the accelerator and ran away.

After the two left, the remaining six returned to the shed. After a few minutes of leisure in July, my mind suddenly turned, the second trial is rare now, isn't this a good opportunity to discuss with the eighth uncle about the relocation of the Mawei family? !

"Eighth uncle, I also have a grave relocation business, and I am also in Xiaojin, I don't know if you can do it?" July and a half asked tentatively.

"Why don't you do it if you have money to make?" Uncle Eight speaks straightforwardly, but in fact, it's nothing to think about, isn't the soil worker a human? To put it bluntly, they are just a kind of craftsman, but people think of them as more mysterious.

"That's right, just now when I was having breakfast, a middle-aged man took the initiative to find me and said that he wanted to ask you to help move the grave." While talking about what happened, he took out his wallet from his pocket and prepared to show his business card to Uncle Eight.

"Oh? Did you say why the graves were moved? "Uncle Eight asked, no one will move the grave for no reason, since there must be a reason to move.

"I didn't ask about this, I have his business card here, and there is a phone number on it, why don't you call Uncle Eight and ask?" Saying that, Seven and a Half has already taken out the business card from the wallet, the business card is very ordinary, the black on white background is the simplest kind, and the two big characters in the center are ponytails. Even though I already knew the man's name, I still wanted to laugh when I saw it again.

"Yes." The eighth uncle stretched out his hand to take the business card, frowned after looking at it, and also recited the name on the business card.

"Ponytail? Anyone else calls this? ”

It seems that as long as a person sees this strange name, he can't help but ridicule two sentences, even the eighth uncle is not exempt from vulgarity.

"yes, I wanted to laugh when I saw it the first time." When he said this, he didn't realize that his own name was actually stranger.

"Third brother, you take the time to contact this person and ask about the situation." Uncle Eight didn't care about the business, and handed the business card to Boss Luo.

After Boss Luo took the business card, he answered and put it in his wallet, and now he still has a job, not the time to contact other guests.

Seeing that Uncle Eighth and Boss Luo never mentioned the commission for themselves, he suddenly panicked, so he asked.

"Boss Luo...... I heard you say that there is a commission for introducing business......" July said while looking at the eighth uncle's face, after all, it is not good to chase after people and ask for money.

"After the thing is done, you will be indispensable, don't worry." Boss Luo said with a smile, which made July's half-hanging heart relax, and now he is really short of money.

In the next waiting time, everyone didn't have anything to say, and they all took out their mobile phones to pass the time, and even the four earthworkers were not exempt. It seems that this foreigner thing is powerful, four hundred years ago opium hooked the soul of the Chinese, and today a mobile phone has been made to take away the spirit of the Chinese people.

Half an hour later, Boss Luo's phone rang and pulled everyone back from the fluorescent world of mobile phones. The call was the second trial, they have already arrived at the road closure area, and the officials who have always been procrastinating have a rare efficiency, and said that the road will really be opened today.

Boss Luo and the four of them finally let go of a hanging heart, if the road is not clear, this grave will not be easy to move, and then everyone will play with their mobile phones more calmly.

Just when I was half-immersed in the sea of mobile phones, a faint strange sound came into my ears. It seems to be some kind of music, and the tune is mournful and eerie, like a ghost crying! July was half taken aback, and quickly looked at the time, it was close to one o'clock in the afternoon, counting the time difference, it was Xiaojin's noon!

Could it be ...... A layer of cold sweat oozed from his body in the middle of July, and what Uncle Eight said earlier echoed in his mind.

At noon, when the yang energy is at its heaviest, it is easy to hit ghosts!