Hu Zongren looked at my stupid expression, so he smiled and said, everything can be explained now, this is caused by the ignorance of the developer. I didn't speak, still a little stunned. I haven't seen this scene in front of me for so many years, or I've seen it, but I didn't expect it to appear in such a place.

On the half wall in front of me, there are some wall tombs, similar to the kind between the lattices, many of which have been broken, some are well preserved, and there are tombstones of bluestone slabs. Most of the words on the tombstone are clearly visible, one of which reads the tomb of so-and-so, who was born and died in 1975. Originally, such wall tombs were relatively common, but most of them were in regular cemeteries or ash concentration placement points, and it was indeed very rare to see such a large row under the fort in the urban area, especially in the community. And I also noticed that because there is a very high fort here, so when the developer was laying the foundation, it was equivalent to looking up from the position of the trail where we were approaching about 10 meters, as a load-bearing, maybe there was a septic tank underneath, but one of the load-bearing beams was impartial on the edge of this row of wall tombs, and several were destroyed. I looked up again, and it just so happened that this load-bearing beam was from the property building.

Hu Zongren told me that it seems that these situations have not started to happen recently, but that they have suddenly become very large recently, which has attracted everyone's attention, and this is not the first time that this has been engaged in construction and destroyed people's houses. But I really can't figure out why that little girl could be a ghost. I interrupted Hu Zongren and said to him, look at these relatively sound wall tombs, have you found anything special. Hu Zongren shrugged his shoulders and said, isn't this a grave? What's so special, overgrown with weeds, no one has come to worship for a long time, this group is. I shook my head and said, if you look at these tombstones that can still distinguish words, the color, material and style of the tombstones are almost the same, which shows that these tombs should have been set up in the same period.

I pointed to those tombstones that only have names and words of birth and death, generally speaking, only poor people will choose wall tombs such as cheap tombs, but even so, the conditions of each family are different, and there should be some differences in the tombstones, but you look at these fonts, they are all the same, and none of the tombstones have inscriptions, and the tombs do not even have a number number, so I think the families of these deceased may not have the right to choose the style or inscription of the tombstone at all, that is, This group of wall tombs here should have been built and resettled by the government at the beginning.

I said to Hu Zongren again, and this place used to be a rural area, and the customs of rural people for sacrifice are actually much better than those inherited by our people in the city, since they choose to be buried, the traffic in that era is not very convenient, so if someone in which family dies, the people should not go far away to be buried, and at that time, the countryside was still more popular burial, and the wall tombs here are very small, and a coffin cannot be put in, so the dead here should be cremated. And for so many years, no one has worshipped, and even when this community was built, no one has been held accountable for the destruction of people's tombs, which means that the families of the deceased here should not have much contact with them, and even more likely, the families do not know that their families are buried here.

Hu Zongren listened to me say so much, and he didn't seem to understand. He asked me, what should I do now, should I do it directly or find out first? You've been talking for a long time, and you still haven't figured out what that little girl is going to do to become a ghost. Could it be that its tomb was one of the few destroyed by the developer? I shook my head, and I said that you also saw it last night, and this little girl seemed to be a leader of this group of ghosts, giving orders. And last night we roughly counted the number of ghosts, and there were only a few dozen, but if you look at the tombs here, there are more than dozens? I then said to Hu Zongren, if the group we saw last night was only a small part of so many wall tombs here, then it would be very difficult for the back to clean up, and if there would be any chaos, if it hurt the people in this vicinity, then the two of us would be guilty of a great crime.

Hu Zongren stopped talking, so I shouted at Manager Han at the top of my voice, when did you start building this community? Manager Han said that he had not yet entered the company at that time, but he knew that the construction of the road was started in 2002, and the official owner settled in it only in 2006. I said to Manager Han again, there is a row of wall tombs here, when you started building, did you have any archives in this regard? Manager Han said that how could there be a wall tomb in such a place, which he didn't know at all. I didn't ask any more, but looked carefully at the tombstones, the tombstones that still had the time of birth and death, and I quickly found a common denominator, most of these dead people died between 1974 and 1978, so I looked at an old house across the reservoir, the yard of the house was clothed, and chickens and ducks were raised. So I said to Hu Zongren, let's go, let's go down first, and ask the farmer opposite.

Hu Zongren shook his head and said to me, don't be busy walking first, come and see, what is this? So I stopped and walked to Hu Zongren's side again, only to see him next to a tombstone that had broken a small half, looking at the tombstone that was missing a small opening, and he said to me, there seems to be something here. Even though it was well lit in the morning, we were in a bright environment, and we wanted to see what was in the black hole behind the tombstone, and the difference between light and dark was so great that I couldn't see it clearly, except for a half-arc outline inside. So I took out a lighter and lit it.

A gust of wind blew through the crack in the tombstone, and my lighter was quickly extinguished. I began to realize that this kind of back-up in the grave seemed to mean something, because there shouldn't be such an air flow in the grave. When I was nervously about to take out the compass to find out, Hu Zongren had already reached out to the tombstone, and with a hard stroke, he took off a large piece of the tombstone and dropped it on the ground. I looked at the compass, and there was still a slight stirring, which was similar to the reaction on the compass at the beginning, and I couldn't even tell whether it was because Hu Zongren had taken off the tombstone. However, I saw that Hu Zongren and I had nothing to do, so I was much more relieved.

Now we can see clearly, the area inside the tomb is very small, about the size of a normal-sized storage box, and there is only a crockpot the size of a pickle jar, brown, I think it should be an urn, and there is nothing in it. Hu Zongren looked at it carefully and then said to me, "Look at this jar, there are cracks, and there are some gray-white graves on the ground at the bottom. Hu Zongren told me that the jar containing the ashes was cracked. After speaking, he stretched out his hand to take out the jar, just when Hu Zongren's hand touched the urn jar, a fierce wind blew out of the tomb, Hu Zongren and I were standing in front of the tomb, the wind was also mixed with those scattered on the ground I don't know whether it was ashes or ordinary dust, we didn't have time to take precautions, Hu Zongren and I fell to the ground, and then like two logs, rolled down the slope.

Zhao Jing and Manager Liang saw that we had fallen, and hurriedly ran over to help us and asked us if we were okay. I carefully felt that my body had not been hurt except for a little scratching pain at that time, as if it had not been hurt in any other way. I stood up and patted the dust on my clothes, and then said to Hu Zongren, are you sick, what are you doing without touching other people's ashes. Hu Zongren smiled embarrassedly and said, I didn't know that these guys in the middle of the day were so unfriendly, fortunately they didn't pursue us, they made a mistake.

Hu Zongren and I told Zhao Jing and Manager Han about what we had learned earlier, and I pointed to the small bungalow on the opposite side of the reservoir between many tall houses and said, I don't know if the family in Lu Dao is an old resident here, but we have to go over and have a look anyway. Hu Zongren also told Manager Han that when you built the community, maybe because the fort was too high, the foundation piles were broken a lot of people's graves, maybe the construction team could not find the responsible party at that time, and this matter was over, so you don't know that this is normal, if we don't come to drill these bushes today, these graves will not be found by many teenagers.

Although we already know the reason why this community is haunted this time, it must be because of the relationship between this wall tomb. But figuring out the ins and outs of these tombs may be able to deduce why the little girl became a demon. So the four of us returned along the same road and walked to the opposite side of the reservoir, on the way Hu Zongren said to Zhao Jing, don't you want to learn from the experience? You remember, we can't be too honest with people in this business, there has to be some kind of deception, but this deception is to solve the problem and not to hurt people, so wait a moment and see how we get out of people's mouths when someone can provide advice.

Zhao Jing looked incredulous, but she didn't speak. We walked along a winding path to the halfway up the hill, only halfway through, a little yellow dog raised by the family began to bark from afar, and walked into the yard, there was an elderly woman sitting in the yard knitting insoles, when I was about to go to ask, Hu Zongren seemed to want to show his hand, he walked up to the old woman and said, Auntie, do you want to talk to you a few words?