Chapter 12: The Search for the Grave

Taking advantage of the blurred night, I slipped out of the neighborhood without alerting anyone.

It's past eleven o'clock at night, but the small county town has already slept. Although it was the hottest dog day at this time, there were no more people playing cards on the side of the road, and even the cars on the road were gone. Standing on a lonely and deserted street, it took me nearly half an hour to wait for a taxi.

The taxi driver drove me across the county to the gas stations along the provincial highway in the west of the city, and I stopped the car.

When I paid for the car, the driver looked at the bulging travel bag on my back suspiciously, and then looked at the remote gas station in the corner, and seemed to guess something. He took the money with a blank face, and when I got out of the car, I made a 90-degree U-turn, kicked the accelerator to the end, and drove away quickly.

Looking at the dustless taxi all the way, disappearing into the confused night in a few breaths, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that this guy didn't take me for a good person.

Of course, I really didn't plan to do anything good here late tonight, but it didn't match the speculation of this brother who ran the night at all.

I adjusted the position of the backpack, and the folding shovel collided with the miner's lamp in the bag with a crisp crashing sound.

I picked up the equipment at the thrift market in the afternoon under the guidance of a fellow traveler in the travel group. It's not a lot of money, but the performance looks good, but I don't know if it can stand the test of real guns later.

When I think about what I'm going to do, I can't help but admire myself, and I can't believe I dare to do it. Even standing here gives me a sense of the absurdity of dreaming.

However, the deserted highway and the gas station next to it, although it was brightly lit, but there was no figure in sight, seemed to remind me that all this was true, just as the wet and cool night breeze blowing in my face was not an illusion!

For no reason, I shivered all over my body, and the cold went to my bones.

"What, scared?" Zitong teased in my mind, "It's too late to go back now." ”

"Humph!" I ignored him and walked forward with a firm stride.

I was not surprised by his sudden voice, because I already knew that in the middle of the night, when the yin qi was at its peak, the spiritual power of the old corpse could become powerful with the help of yin qi. That's why when I look in the mirror late at night, I can occasionally see the purple tung in my body.

Along the road, I walked past the gas station, step by step under the glow of the large billboard of Sinopec, and finally disappeared into the night completely.

A few miles past the gas station, there was a gentle upward slope, and it took me five minutes to reach the top. By this time I was sweating on my forehead. The weather is so stuffy, it seems to mean rain.

I stood on the high slope, took two breaths, and then went back on my way. Tonight's work is heavy, and there is no time to waste.

From memory, I found a fork in the road at the top of the slope.

It was a dirt road that was not wide, barely enough for two cars to run in parallel. Standing at the fork in the road, I looked up at the path deep into the darkness of the ridge, and sighed, at the end of this dirt road was the Cemetery of All Nations, and I wondered if I was really crazy!

Gritting my teeth, I resolutely walked up.

The rustling of footsteps was unusually harsh in the dead silence.

In my memory, the road was not long.

In fact, if it is daytime, you can indeed see the pines and cypresses of the cemetery when you stand on the road. If you have good eyesight, you can even see the mounds hidden in a thick green. But it's night, and I don't have a pair of clairvoyant eyes, so I can't see anything. Maybe it's also psychological, I feel like I've walked for a long time before I see the rows of straight green pines on the periphery of the cemetery.

It's here!

Finally arrived at the door of the cemetery.

Standing at the entrance of the cemetery, I took a long breath and felt very worried, and while unloading my backpack, I looked around, there was no mausoleum keeper here, not even a ghost. But I just don't worry, I'm purely a subconscious action.

I saw that it was dark outside the cemetery, only the shadows of the trees swaying in the breeze with exaggerated figures, the silent mountains, not even the evil birds swimming at night, and only the unknown summer insects chirping in the grass all around.

However, I felt a chill on my body, and my blood vessels contracted violently.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, standing outside the cemetery, I already deeply feel that the inside is gloomy and ghostly, and it is really a sinister place.

I was really timid, and asked uneasily, "Are you sure you won't be in danger?" ”

"There's no risk at all, that's," Zitong said, "but as long as there's a cinnabar gun, any ghosts and wild ghosts will have to hide away when they see you!" You can rest assured of this. ”

"Okay!" It's not that I don't believe him when I talk to Zitong, it's all here, it's pointless to talk about believe it or not, I'm just too nervous to distract myself.

I took the water gun full of cinnabar water out of my bag and stuck it in my waist.

The so-called cinnabar water is actually the best cinnabar, a red potion diluted with a large amount of water. Listening to Zitong, if this water is spewed out, all the evil and evil things will stick to it immediately. The end is amazing!

And I can only believe in him, and now he is my only support, and I only hope that we can go back alive.

I'm afraid of pouring out all the equipment in my backpack.

Put a miner's lamp on your head and fasten it!

I took out the folding shovel and weighed it in my hand, and there was a reassuring heavy weight. This is a good thing, the snow bright steel mouth, it is not only a tool, but also can defend yourself, it is a weapon that kills two birds with one stone! And the price was the price of cabbage, so I bought two pieces at once, just in case. It's always better to have a backup than to drop the chain at a critical moment. After all, when I was in the hospital in the morning, without the shovel with the broken handle, I was really in trouble.

Packing up, I prayed silently in my heart, what my Buddha is compassionate, immeasurable heavenly honor, Allah bless, hallelujah, all chanted. If nothing else, if any fairy hears my prayers, I will not be turned into good fortune.

After the spiritual comfort was over, I turned on the miner's lamp above my head, held the handle of the folding shovel tightly, and walked into the cemetery.

The mounds are endless, and the tombstones are lined up, flickering and appearing under the flickering light of the miner's lamp, adding to the ghostly atmosphere. However, to my surprise, it was unexpectedly peaceful, and the horror I had expected did not appear, which made my tense strings relax a little.

Walking on the path of the cemetery, I wandered quietly like a wandering ghost, if at this moment, someone drunk and strayed into the cemetery, they would definitely be scared to death when they saw me. Because I'm much scarier than a ghost at this time.

"Hurry up, my guts won't last long." I was urging Zitong in my head.

"Find it, find it," the old corpse Zitong replied impatiently, "The graves here are too new, you go northwest." ”

"Are you sure? Go further northwest, and you're out! "I traversed the cemetery diagonally to the edge, but I never found the target I needed tonight.

"Don't worry, I've sensed it! Can't be wrong. Zitong said confidently.

That's it!

I did as I was told, and walked out of the Cemetery of All Nations to a barren slope overgrown with weeds. Here, there is no road at all. There was a huge shadow looming ahead, like a large tree.

"Keep walking, quick! The signal is getting stronger! Zitong urged me with a little anxiety.

I walked cautiously one foot deep and one foot shallow, walking on this barren hillside, feeling no more relaxed than in the cemetery, and even its terrifying atmosphere was three points better.

"Right under the tree!"

As I got closer, I realized that the shadow from a distance was a large willow tree. I don't know how old the tree is, the main trunk is thick like a water tank, and the thick wicker threads hang down like silk. At this moment, the whole tree was placed in front of me like a huge Medusa head. And I had to go in, into the shadows of the mad.

Alas! I sighed in my heart, and I really felt the pain of going to hell instead of going to heaven.

Since there was no one to trim it, the thick wicker was so long that it dragged the ground, so I parted the wicker and drilled it in. There were so many mosquitoes in the thick wicker that they hit my face, but fortunately I was wearing glasses, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to open my eyes.

I shut up and held my breath and strode in, but after three or four paces I suddenly became enlightened under the big tree, for the canopy of the willow tree was like an umbrella and hollow inside, and I seemed to have gotten into a big tent, and at last I could straighten up.

But before I could breathe, I was frightened by a grimace on the big willow tree.

It was a grimace of whiteness, two sinister yellow eyes glittering in the darkness, and it was hidden among the trees, staring at me with a grim sneer.

In an instant, the hair on my whole body stood up like a porcupine in its sneer, almost subconsciously, and I pulled out the water gun on my waist like lightning, and pulled the trigger mercilessly according to the grimace between the trees.

Enraged, Grimace lunged at me with a scream, and I couldn't dodge it, but before I could hold my head, a vicious wind swept over my head.

There was the sound of wings flapping, and I didn't get hurt at all.

I looked up in wonder, but the grimace had already flown away. That's when I realized that that terrifying grimace just now was a fucking bullshit owl!

Hastily, scared my dad to death!

I breathed a sigh of relief, even though my mother didn't pee, but my whole body was soaked in cold sweat. This damn beast, don't be its rat catcher, run here and be lazy and do a fart!

"Please, it's you who disturb people!" Zitong gloated in my mind.

"It's us," I corrected, "and as a thousand-year-old demon, don't sell cute!"

"Yes, Warrior!"

I admit that I was a little cowardly just now, so I didn't pick up his stubble, and asked directly, "Where is the ancient tomb, why can't I see it?" ”

"It's right at your feet!"