"According to what you say, this 'Ten Thousand Bone Cave' was abandoned during the Ming Dynasty?" I said.

"It should be." Xiang Feng said.

I looked at the pile of bones, and saw that there were many rotten clothes inside, which had turned black from oxidation. The whole pile of bones, white and black, is quite eerie and terrifying, and people dare not look at it more.

Xiang Feng stood in front of the bone pile, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed an arm that poked out from under the bone pile, and with a slight force, the 'horn' broke a piece of bone and broke it down, and when he pinched it, it was broken into powder. There were many fragments of bones scattered around the pile, such as arms, thighs, and heads, which must have fallen from the bones above the pile. Cautiously, I walked through the broken bones on the ground and walked around the side of the pile.

As I was about to circle behind the pile of bones, under the flashlight, I saw a whole skeleton lying there.

"Ah Feng, come and see, there is a neat thing here..."

After the wind came, I used a flashlight to shine a picture on the top of the pile of bones and said, "I think this person must have fallen from the top of the pile not long after the body was thrown on the pile of bones, and then rotted down here..."

"That's not right." Xiang Feng interrupted me, "Look, Cold! ”

"What's wrong?"

"Look..."

When I looked at Xiang Feng's fingers, I noticed that the arm of the man on the ground was actually stretched forward, and the palm of the hand was open, close to the ground...

"This—" I looked to the wind.

"Look at this man's body," said Xiang Feng.

Hearing Xiang Feng say this, I took a closer look and saw that this person's body was curled up and struggling.

"This man was not dead when he was brought into this hole." Xiang Feng said.

"How can this be," I muttered, "could it be that this man fainted on the Ancient Tea Horse Road, was mistaken for a dead body, and then carried to this cave?" ”

This person's clothes were not completely rotten, Xiang Feng and I lifted 'him' over, only to see that the chest of his clothes was slightly bulging, as if there was something. Xiang Feng carefully put his hand in, gently pulled out, and pulled out a handkerchief... This handkerchief was crumpled, and the color was yellow and black due to the soaking of the corpse water when the corpse was decomposed. Unfolded it a little bit, and saw that what was written on it should be a small poem, and the handwriting was already illegible. At the bottom of the poem, there are two lines of small characters, which should be the date and signature, and can only vaguely identify the word 'Yong' and the word 'Yang'...

Xiang Feng and I looked at each other, then at the same time...

"Forever... Poplar... Could it be that it refers to the Year of Yongle, Yang Xiansheng? This man is... Yang Xiansheng?! I was shocked, "Impossible, if Yang Xiansheng died here, who was the person who returned to the county town with the bronze man and caused the Yang family to be almost wiped out?!" …”

"This person is definitely not Yang Xiansheng, I think..."

"What?"

Xiang Feng raised his eyes and stared at the top of the cave, and said, "It may be the servant that Yang Xiansheng carried with him back then..."

"But how can a servant have such an elegant thing as a handkerchief with poetry, and it is still close to his chest and in his arms?"

"Let me make a bold guess..."Xiang Feng said, "That Yang Xiansheng, after being robbed back then, didn't he have nothing like being entangled?" ”

"That's right, the old man of the dead ghost said that the entanglement and the food are all in the burden on the servant of Yang Xiansheng."

"In addition to the coil and food, there must be other things in the baggage, such as this handkerchief..."

"According to what you say, this person is really the servant of Yang Xiansheng? But how could he be here?" I muttered.

"I think it may be so," said Xiang Feng, "and this servant also escaped when the mountain collapsed, but he was injured and fell unconscious, and was later discovered." However, the people who found him did not save him, but when they saw that he was carrying his possessions, they took away the baggage and threw him here. As for the handkerchief, it must have been discarded by the man when he checked the baggage, and the servant picked it up and put it in his bosom. He tried to climb out of the cave, but due to his physical strength, he fainted and died..."

"It sounds like the analysis is quite correct..."I stared at the corpse and said, "Judging from this, we are not in the wrong place, this is indeed the place where Yang Xiansheng was in danger back then... Ah Feng, we are getting closer and closer to those Ran people, the truth of that ancient curse! ”

"Hmm..."

I put the flashlight on my lap, slammed it at the corpse, and said, "Thank you for being old and helping us prove that we were not in the wrong place." I don't have incense on me at the moment, when I leave tomorrow morning, I will definitely come over and burn a few sticks of incense for you, and talk about my heart..."

I was babbling and muttering, and Xiang Feng suddenly pushed me with his hand, "Ah Leng be careful!" ”

I was defenseless, and the whole person fell out several meters, hit the wall of the cave, and the flashlight flew. I rubbed my arms and struggled to get up, and just now I heard the sound of fighting in the wind, and there was no sound in an instant...

The flashlight was quite resistant to falling, and it flew to the place where the cave turned, and it was still on, but the pillar of light shone on the wall of the cave at the turning point in the opposite direction. I didn't bother to pick up the flashlight, but I looked through the faint light reflected from the cave wall, and Xiang Feng stood less than two meters away from me, and looked at the pile of bones in front of him, so frightened that my hairs stood on end... On the slope of the pile of bones, there was a faint humanoid thing...

My instinctive hand stretched out and touched the lonely rune, and when I saw the thing shake and rush towards the wind, I shook my hand and knocked the talisman out... I don't know if it hit, I just heard the sound of the charm falling to the ground, and then the thing was gone...

I tried to go over and pick up the talisman, but Xiang Feng grabbed me.

"Let's go!"

Xiang Feng dragged me out, the talisman, and the flashlight, I didn't pick it up, I got out of the cave in one breath, ran more than ten meters away, looked back, I didn't see anything chasing me, I breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What's that?" I asked.

"I don't know." Xiang Feng said, "It seems to be a bad thing, it's very powerful, let's go, go back first..."

When we went back to the place where we slept before, I saw Master, Old Man Yang, and the old man Cui, all three of them woke up, but Uncle Yang was still asleep. I told Master what we had found.

"Master, we didn't come to the wrong place, that Yang Xiansheng was robbed here back then."

"Hmm..."

I glanced at it with trepidation and said, "I just don't know what that ghost thing in the cave is..."

"I feel... It could be resentment. Master said.

"Oh?"

Master said that resentment is the resentment of a dead person, and it is a type of natural evil... The bones in the cave are all dead porters, and after death, the corpses retain resentment. So many corpses were taken to the cave, and the resentment accumulated, fused with the filth produced by the decomposition of the corpses, and over time, it became a curse... The main reason is that the cave is secluded, and after the road was abandoned along with this road, no one has entered or exited for many years, so there is a problem inside. If someone goes in and out every three or five days, and the yang energy on the body of the person rushes around, it will not become a bad thing at all...

"Look at it like this, the 'person' I saw in that tree before may be that thing..."I said, "Master, this thing is running around in the mountains, sooner or later it will harm people, maybe, it has already harmed people, we have to get rid of it, okay?" ”

"Resentment is like a ghost, it has a lot of energy at night, it is not easy to deal with, and during the day, it will hide. I think its hiding place must be in the pile of bones..."The master looked at the sky and said, "After dawn, I will naturally have a way to get it out..."

We sat until dawn, and although the rain did not stop, it was much lighter than in the night, and the mountain was very foggy and white. After a brief meal, Xiang Feng and I went around with the master, broke five branches of yang wood, tied them together with red rope, I took a shirt of mine from my bag, tore it into strips, tied it on the branches, made a torch, the master pricked his finger with a silver needle, squeezed two drops of blood on it, and after igniting it, we went to the cave...

The flashlight had run out of electricity and was no longer lit, and when I found the lonely rune, I put it in my pocket, and followed the master around the pile of bones with the torch. The master took out a ball of red rope, pulled out a piece of rope and pinched it with his hand, buried the rope ball into the pile of bones, pointed to the place where the rope was buried, and recited the words, after a while, the master pulled the rope head, and the red rope extended out little by little... Suddenly, a black mass, as the rope was pulled out, looked like a mass of torn clothes in the firelight...

I forgot to blink my eyes, and my heart said, this should be some kind of resentment, it is actually this ghost during the day, and at night, it turns into a 'humanoid' thing and runs out...

After all the things were pulled out, Master's rope was handed over to me, "Leng'er, you are carrying..."

As I lifted it, I felt the weight of this thing, and it shook under the rope, and my heart trembled... The master took out a token, wrapped it in rune paper, drew a circle with a word, threw it on the pile of bones with a 'snap', and said, It's okay, let's go...

I trembled and carried this thing, like a dog's head gold, followed the master, and Xiang Feng and the two came outside. The master pinched his fingers and calculated, came to a place and said, "Just put it here...

After putting it away, Master took the torch from Xiang Feng's hand and put it on it, and it ignited, and the flame was actually green, making a 'squeak, wow, wow' sound, like a cat crying, quite weird...

After the thing burned out, we came to the pass.

"Master, have you thought of how to predict the direction of this hole buried under the collapse of the pass?" I asked.

"Hmm...," said Master.

After speaking, the master took out a piece of yellow paper, drew a symbol on it, and folded it into the shape of a small person.

"Leng'er, give me the shovel."

I took out the shovel and handed it to him, and under the gaze of everyone, the master measured it with his hands, held down a place, and dug up the shovel, digging about seven or eight times, and the master suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Master?" I couldn't help but ask.

"There's something..."