"Something?" I said.

"Hmm...," said Master.

Several of them looked at the place where Master had dug with a shovel, but saw nothing but exposed earth and rocks.

"What's that?"

The old man Cui had been like a mute, and he had hardly spoken along the way, so he came up to him at this moment and asked curiously.

"Buried in the rocks..."

As he spoke, the master grabbed a handful of the dirt he had just dug up, put it under his nose and sniffed it. I also learned from Master to catch a little, and when I smelled it, there was a smell of earth. At this time, the old man Cui also grabbed a little bit and put it under his nose, like taking drugs, his eyes were closed, and he took a long breath.

I squinted at him, Old Man Cui opened his eyes and said, "There are dead people buried underneath here, about three meters away from the location that Master Zhang dug with a shovel just now..."

And all the people looked at him.

Old man Cui said that when he was young, he often dealt with ancient tombs, so he practiced a kind of ability, but wherever there is a tomb, knock down the iron drill, and after pulling it up, by smelling the smell of the drill head soil, you can determine how deep the tomb is below... The old man Cui told us that the rise of the gas generated by the decomposition of the corpses in the tomb will change the smell of the soil layer above the tomb, which is different from the smell of ordinary soil, and the closer you are to the tomb, the greater the change. It's just that this unique smell can't be smelled by ordinary people...

"Brother Cui is right..."The master patted the soil on his hand, "There are dead people buried under the collapse of this pass. ”

"Dead people?" I was surprised and said, "Isn't the body of Yang Xiansheng's servant in that 'Ten Thousand Bone Cave'?" Who is the dead down there? ”

Xiang Feng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that my previous inference was wrong?" The one in the cave is not Yang Xiansheng's servant? ”

"Then how can 'he' have that handkerchief? Could it be—" My heart was cold, and my gaze swept towards everyone, "Could it be that just as I speculated with Xiang Feng when I was in the cave before, the corpse in the 'Ten Thousand Bones Cave' is Yang Xiansheng, he has already died, and the person who returned to the county town with the bronze man back then, which caused the Yang family to be almost wiped out, is not him at all?" ”

"It's not him... Who could that be?! Uncle Yang said in surprise.

I thought about it in my heart, and suddenly thought of something, and asked the old man Cui, "Uncle, that bronze man, which tomb did you dig out of back then?" ”

"Back then? …”

Old man Cui thought about it and said that he had dug it out of an ancient tomb in the Ming Dynasty along the Minjiang River.

"Along the Min River..."

I think of the words of the old man who died when I was in that 'ghost realm'... The old man said that when he led someone to dig up Yang Xiansheng's tomb, he found that the tomb had been stolen, and all the burial goods, as well as the bronze man, were gone... I feel that there may be something strange about this...

"Whether or not the servant is buried under this cave, and who the person in the cave is, it's still uncertain," said the master, "Is there anything strange in this, I think the answer should be revealed after we find those Ran Min." ”

"Xiao Zhang, then you should first determine where this cave buried under the collapse leads." Old Man Yang said, "With the strength of a few of us and the tools in our hands, we can't dig out this person underneath at all." ”

"Hmm..."

The master used a shovel to gouge a few more times, put the small paper figure he had folded earlier in the middle of the digging place, pulled out five silver needles, and pierced the head and limbs of the paper figure respectively. After the paper man burned out, the master pulled out the silver needle, scraped the ashes of the paper man from the pit little by little, twisted the back cover of the compass, put it in, shook it a few times, the master put the compass flat in his hand, the pointer swayed, and after stopping, pointed to a direction...

"Follow the direction of the compass." Master said.

Uncle Yang glanced in the direction of the pointer and said, "Ancestor Banban'er, Xiao Zhang..." Uncle Yang retracted his gaze, "It's so steep, I can't climb even if I eat two hundred skewers..."

Master walked a little further east, looked at the entire terrain of the mountain, pointed to the distance and said, "It doesn't look very steep there, let's go up from there..."

The so-called not steep is just relative. When they came to the position that the master pointed out, several people climbed up, the first section was quite steep, and it was slippery in the rain, it was very difficult to climb, and it was slightly better to go up, but there were a lot of stones. Luckily, the mountain we climbed wasn't too high for the whole range. But it wasn't until about two o'clock in the afternoon that we crossed the mountain. Guided by the compass, we find the entrance to a cave...

"This is it," Master said.

Uncle Yang, Old Man Yang, and the three old men Cui, they are all tired and about to die. After eating something and resting until more than three o'clock, we got up and looked at the terrain around us, and there were high mountains on the left and right, which were facing us, and to the northwest was a sparse forest...

"Master." I said, "The cave under the collapse does exist, and we have found the entrance to the cave here. Looking at it this way, the old man's account is true, that is to say, Yang Xiansheng did enter the cave when the mountain collapsed and came out from here. Then, the corpse in the 'Ten Thousand Bones Cave' is not his..."

"Let's leave that alone," said Master, looking at his watch, "let's go." ”

Walking through the forest, we walked deep and shallow in the mountains for more than two hours, and the master stopped, "Listen, the sound of water!" ”

I pricked up my ears, and sure enough, I heard a faint sound of water, and several people were cheered up, and Old Man Yang stomped his feet on the ground, "Go!" ”

When we finally came to a river, it was already dark. The river in front of me is not very deep, there are mountains on both sides of the river, and under the flashlight, the river is flowing and very clear. I couldn't help but lean down and take a sip, a stream of water penetrated the dantian, and my spirit was refreshing. The rain was still falling, but it was very small, and it was as thin as a cow's hair, and there was fog everywhere. If it's daytime, the scenery here should be like a fairyland, but at night, it's very weird, the mountains on both sides are hazy and hazy wrapped in fog, you can't tell the distance from the near, and you can't see anything clearly when you look up...

If the old man's account is true, then the river in front of him must be the one that Yang Xian Holy Place has visited. I feel very strange in my heart, this is far away from the Minjiang River, this river can't be found on the map, and I don't know what it's called, even if it's a tributary of the Minjiang River, I don't know how many tributaries it is, why should it be related to the Minjiang River? …

We followed the river downstream, and when it was about seven o'clock in the evening, we saw a faint light flickering in the distance.

"Master, it seems to be a village there!" I said.

"Let's take a look..."

When I came to the front, it was a quiet little village, the houses were very simple, and the walls were all the kind of low wooden fences. Hearing the voices of long-haired goats, poking their heads out of the fence and bleating at us. Judging from the architectural style and some ethnic signs in the village, this village should be inhabited by Tibetans.

When we came to a relatively large house, we asked, and sure enough, it was a Tibetan village. In this house, there lived a Tibetan father and his son. So many of us outside the mountain suddenly appeared at night, which scared the two fathers and sons enough, and when they learned that we were here to spend the night, my father trembled and agreed. Uncle Yang and I are both self-acquainted, and this dad will be close to him, he finally is not so nervous, and told his son to give us hot goat's milk, hot water to scald our feet, although it is Tibetan, but the folk culture is different from the Han people, this dad speaks a Sichuan dialect. Through conversation, we learned that this father's Tibetan name is 'Nima', and the Chinese name is Wu Taiyang, and in Tibetan, 'Nima' means sun.

Let's talk, the goat's milk is hot, it is thin, salt and tea are added to it, the taste is weird, I really can't get used to drinking it, Uncle Yang drank two big bowls of 'puff puff'.

"Daddy Nima (to be honest, I swallow my mouth by this name), are there very few people from outside the mountains here?" I asked.

"Ah, very little, but in the past two days, here you are the second one..."

"Second dial?" Uncle Yang threw the bowl down.

With so many eyes watching, this Nima father was a little nervous, trembling and picking up the dry tobacco pouch, 'puff puff' took two puffs, and told us that yesterday, two people came to their village, stayed for one night, and left early this morning. I hurriedly asked what the two looked like, Daddy Nima gave us a general description, I squeezed my fists, judging from his description, the two people who came must be Boss Cao and the two of them...

"Do you know where they went when they left here?" I asked.

Father Nima pointed with his finger and said that it seemed to be heading west.

"To the west?" I excitedly exchanged glances with Xiang Feng and said, "Is there anything special about going west from your village?" ”

"What do you call a place that is too suffocating? Don't hold back..."

"It's not too suffocating, it's special." I couldn't laugh or cry, I didn't know how to describe it for a while, "It's just..."

At this time, the old man's son interjected, "There is a valley to the west. ”

"Oh?" I hurriedly said, "Is that valley special?" ”

"It's nothing special, it's just that there's fog inside, and it's easy for people to get lost when they go in, and basically no one goes..."

I was very excited when I heard it, and my heart beat faster, could it be that those remnants of the Ran clan were hidden in that valley? …

Then I asked if they had seen or heard of people in this area, strangely dressed and secretive. Father Nima told his son that he hadn't seen it. After drinking milk tea for a while, everyone soaked their feet, and we decided to go to the valley early tomorrow morning. A few people were lying on the ground, although I was tired, but I didn't feel sleepy at all, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in my head... Sichuan Mage, Boss Ling, Ancient Curse, Evil Forces... The mysteries that plague us are about to be solved...