"A month ago, when a city was building a high-speed rail tunnel, an ancient house from the Republic of China period was excavated. After a period of tidying up, dozens of corpses were dug up in the ancient house.

It is strange that the time of death of these corpses is so far apart.

Some of the bodies had been reduced to bones. But there were still a few corpses, which were not decomposed at all when they were dug up, and even the expressions on their faces were no different from those of living people.

According to internal sources, the relevant departments have determined the identities of many of the bodies after comparison.

It was a few travelers who had gone missing around that area in the past few years.

However, one person who has gone missing in the vicinity of the site has not yet been found.

What exactly is the reason for all this? What secrets are hidden in the incorruptible corpses? Will the continuous series of mysterious disappearances continue? What could be more terrible about the local government's insistence on continuing to build tunnels despite popular opposition?

Next, I would like to invite our special experts, feng shui masters-"

Xia Beifeng didn't wait for the pretentious hostess to finish speaking, and reached out to turn off the car radio.

"Why is it that late-night radio is getting more and more boring now, can't you tell something interesting?"

He leaned on the steering wheel and whispered to himself, and lit a cigarette with his free right hand. When he retrieved the lighter, he put a symphony in his hand.

He also claimed to have grasped the first-hand internal information in time, but this news is too lagging behind.

I don't want to think about it, it's really haunted, and it's your turn to discuss here?

It's because the matter has been solved that you dare to start work, okay?

He thought for a moment, shook his head, opened the window, and flicked the cigarette ash out of the window.

The spark fell to the ground and bounced a few times before it faded into the dark night.

Xia Beifeng is now driving on an old road.

The road is not wide, although it is asphalt asphalt, the road surface is potholed, and I don't know how long it has not been repaired. There are dim street lamps on both sides of the road, some good and many bad, and some are not bad, basically they are flickering for a long time.

On both sides of the road are large tracts of farmland. The wheat seedlings in the field have just been planted, and the dense green crowds the ridges of the field, and there is no eye to see the edge.

Although it is autumn, the weather is not too cool. There was neither wind nor moon tonight, the sky was full of dark clouds, the air was uncomfortably hot, and the air pressure was so low that it was difficult to breathe, and it seemed as if it would rain at any moment.

There was only one car driving slowly on the empty road, and Xia Beifeng turned on his headlights to illuminate the way he was going, carefully observing both sides of the road, as if looking for something.

He drove all night, running back and forth on this road several times, and he could almost remember how many street lights there were on the side of the road. Finally, when the sky was getting brighter, I found the place I was looking for.

It was a small road hidden in a wheat field, small enough to barely fit a car through. The road was full of stones and some strangely colored animal excrement.

Xia Beifeng turned into the path in the wheat field with a disgusted face, and slowed down a little more. While dodging all kinds of unknown objects on the road, he had to be careful not to overwhelm the wheat seedlings on both sides, and drove the car like walking on thin ice, almost not much faster than getting out of the car and walking.

I originally thought that the road with few street lights left was already the limit, but I didn't expect that there would be a mountain high, and there would be a break all the way!

What the hell am I going to do?

Xia Beifeng drove cautiously, endured the strange and pungent smell coming from the car window for more than ten minutes, and finally couldn't help but close the window and turn on the air conditioner.

The rain that had been brewing all night did not fall until dawn. But the sun hasn't come out yet, and the sky is still so gloomy that people feel irritated at first glance.

After a journey of more than 20 kilometers, he drove for three hours until he finally arrived at the entrance of the small village where he was in the middle of the morning.

A white SUV parked at the entrance of the village with great fanfare, blocking the only road that allowed cars to enter the village, just like the arrogant and domineering road rage in the old days.

Xia Beifeng angrily stepped on the brakes and stared at the car in front of him.

It was a white BMW X6. There is no license plate, although the body has been mud-stained and almost impossible to see the original color, but it is still not difficult to see that this is a new car.

Isn't it amazing to be rich!

If you have the money to buy a good car, you can block the road openly, right?

Xia Beifeng roared angrily in his heart for a while, and finally turned off the engine honestly, ready to get out of the car and bypass the farmland next to him.

He walked a few steps and saw a white police SUV blocking the front of the BMW.

Xia Beifeng instantly felt much better.

He sneered at the BMW, patted its window, and sighed: "See, this is your master's character." Do you know that people are cheap and have their own natural income? ”

The car stopped quietly on the road, silent, as if agreeing with this sentence.

Xia Beifeng looked at the car for a while, then turned his head and continued to walk towards the small mountain village, bowing his head as he walked, taking out his mobile phone and dialing a number.

The phone rang a few times, and finally hung up automatically.

No one answered.

Xia Beifeng sighed, put the phone back in his pocket, and glanced back at the police car that had just passed by.

The front wheels of the car fell into the drainage ditch at the entrance of the village, and most of the wheels were deeply stuck in the mud, and I don't know if I can get out.

"Condolences." He nodded to the police car and strode into the village.

There are not many houses in this village. Although the egg house is dilapidated, it is quite tidy, and there are a lot of things piled up in each yard, which seems to be inhabited. I don't know what's going on today, it's broad daylight, but I can't see a single figure.

Xia Beifeng was not in a hurry, wandered around the village a few times, almost memorized the layout of the village, and finally found a living person in a courtyard.

And it's the living people of the whole village.

They were densely packed into a courtyard, and some people did not squeeze into the courtyard, but stood on the grain piles outside the courtyard, on the stones, or climbed directly to the trees, and stretched their necks to look at the unknown things in the middle of the yard.

What are you doing, watching a monkey show?

Xia Beifeng stood at the end of the crowd suspiciously, and also looked up at the middle of the courtyard.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly erupted in cheers, and the people immediately clapped in a loud and tumultuous manner, with expressions of amazement and admiration on their faces.

Xia Beifeng faintly heard a child's screaming cry in the noisy cheers.

What's going on?

He frowned and looked into the center of the crowd.

A flame more than a meter long was bursting out of it, beating eagerly towards the sky.

So there's somebody juggling here, right?

Xia Beifeng only glanced at the flame, and he didn't have any interest in watching. He grinned, turned his head and sat down on a clean stone away from the crowd, and began to smoke leisurely.

The crowd was noisy for a while, then quiet for a while. It seemed that someone shouted something loudly in the middle of the courtyard, and then the crowd gradually dispersed.

The men, women, and children of the village dispersed eagerly discussing what they had just seen. Their faces were full of unfinished meaning, and from time to time they turned their hands back to point at something in the courtyard, and they went back to their respective homes in pairs.

Occasionally, there are childish voices saying things like "Mom, I want to see ...... again". It's just that as soon as he said this, the child would definitely be taught a lesson by his mother immediately.

There will also be people who take a curious look at sitting on the stone and smoking in the summer north wind. But he just glanced at it curiously, until the crowd was completely clear, and after all, no one came over to him and asked, "Who are you?" ”

After the crowd dispersed, the courtyard returned to calm, and only three people remained in the center of the courtyard.

A middle-aged woman was kneeling on the ground and didn't know what to say, and beside her was a little boy who looked to be seven or eight years old, also kneeling there and crying loudly.

And in front of these two people, there stood a young man. He looked down at the two kneeling on the ground, his face seemed a little embarrassed.

The man was draped in a large piece of silk with blue edges and purple background, which hung down to his calf, and was embroidered with a golden pattern; Hair in a bun on the top of the head; Holding a wooden sword in one hand, a red spike is tied to the handle of the wooden sword, which is gently swaying with the breeze; in the other hand a white porcelain bowl; At the foot of the foot is a clay pot with flames burning.

It looks like that.

Xia Beifeng looked at the three people, raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and began to play games with his head down.

He finished a cigarette and played with Tetris for a while before he heard someone walk in him.

The man's steps were very light, and he didn't even make much noise when he stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, but he walked very steadily step by step.

Xia Beifeng raised his head and saw that the young man who had just been in the courtyard was walking towards him. As he walked, the man took off the piece of silk he was wearing, folded it a few times, and folded it into an irregular shape. When he saw Xia Beifeng raise his head, he threw the piece of silk cloth towards Xia Beifeng.

"Take the robes for the teacher."

Xia Beifeng raised his hand to take the piece of silk cloth, and watched the man walk up to him and stand, his face full of disgust.

"That's how you treat such a serious thing as a vestment? What kind of Tao are you cultivating? If you want me to say that you just came out of the trap and were abducted, it's almost the same. ”

After Xia Beifeng finished speaking, he lowered his head and shook off the piece of silk cloth and folded it again.

The silk fabric is very nice to the touch. There are several dragons with different movements embroidered with gold wire, as well as many other flowers, plants, birds and beasts, auspicious clouds and gossip. The pattern is layered on top of each other, although there are many things, but they are not complicated, and the layers are very regular. The pattern is concentrated in the center, and there is a large white space around it, which gives the illusion that it is actually clean and simple.

The man listened to Xia Beifeng's words, sighed, and said to Xia Beifeng with hatred that iron is not steel: "You see that you still don't understand, these are all formalistic things. ”

Xia Beifeng folded the piece of silk cloth and looked up at the man with disdain.

The man put his hands together on his chest, lowered his head, and said righteously, "What do you still not understand about my cultivation?" The Tao is in your heart and my heart. ”

Xia Beifeng stared at his hand, rolled his eyes, and replied leisurely: "Be careful that Grandpa Ancestor struck you with a thunderbolt." ”

The man glanced down at his hand, raised an eyebrow, and slapped his hand twice with a nonchalant expression, as if there was something dirty on his hand and he was slapping it off.

He looked no more than twenty-four or five years old, and he was only a little shorter than Xia Beifeng. When you walk, you hold your head high, look ahead, and look bright. The long one is also very good-looking, with flying eyebrows and sideburns, red lips and white teeth, a straight nose bridge, a pair of phoenix eyes, and the corners of the eyes are slightly raised. The color of the eyes is much darker than that of ordinary people, but they shine with extremely bright light. Although he has always had a smile on his face and looks very kind, he has a certain aura mixed with arrogance and danger, which makes people involuntarily feel a little weird sense of distance.

It's just a handsome boy who came out of an ancient book.

The man stood in front of Xia Beifeng, looked down at Xia Beifeng sitting on the stone, and stretched out two fingers towards him.

Xia Beifeng took out the cigarette case and handed him a cigarette. After lighting a cigarette and putting it in his mouth, he handed the lighter to the man.

The man lit a cigarette, took a puff, and let out a long breath. Then he sat down next to Xia Beifeng and put the lighter back in the pocket of Xia Beifeng's windbreaker.

Neither of them spoke again, just sat together in silence and finished smoking a cigarette.

"Let's go." When the cigarette in his hand burned out, the man threw the cigarette butt on the ground, raised his foot to extinguish it, stood up and said to Xia Beifeng.

"Oh." Xia Beifeng finished his last puff, extinguished the cigarette butt on the stone, also stood up, looked at the clothes on the man's body, and asked, "I said, aren't you hot?" ”

After the man took off the silk cloth he was wearing, he was still wearing a blue-gray robe, with a layered collar, wide sleeves, and a long hem that hung down to his ankles.

Xia Bei felt hot when he looked at him.

"No way, the work needs it!"

The man raised his hand to wipe his forehead as he spoke, and stretched out his hand to Xia Beifeng to see.

Xia Beifeng lowered his head and saw a layer of shiny sweat on his hands.

"Good work." Xia Beifeng raised his hand sympathetically and patted him on the shoulder, took two steps forward, and then turned back and asked, "Where are we going now?" ”

"Oh, this one."

The man flicked his sleeves, picked up his wooden sword and carried it on his shoulder, and replied to Xia Beifeng with a smile: "Let's go to see a murder scene first." ”

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There may or may not be a shift in the evening

Anyway, don't wait, let's see it tomorrow morning