After walking some more distance, I stopped and tried to turn off the flashlight, but as soon as the light disappeared, I was instantly plunged into endless darkness, I could not see anything, not even the sky, I could only hear a slight thunder in my ears, and my body could only feel the power of the wind and the cold.

This place is not a person, Mai Lao won't let me in, it seems to be right, when I turned on the flashlight again, I saw a figure flashing in front of the flashlight, and I could only see a black shadow at such a fast speed.

I was so frightened that I didn't even dare to breathe, "Who is there?" I yelled, trying to embolden myself with my voice, and quickly looked around with my flashlight, but there was nothing but grave bags all over the ground.

Am I looking away? This ghost place, forget it, don't look for it, let's go back to Jiao Ba and them first, just as I was about to leave to return, the feeling of being stared at came up again.

I'm sure there must be someone around me, "Who the hell is it?" Pretending to be a ghost, get out of here. "I stopped and shouted in circles, but even so, the sweat on my forehead was still 'whooshing'.

Suddenly, another figure flashed in front of the flashlight, so frightened that I unconsciously took a few steps back, but my mouth still shouted, "If you have the ability, you can come out, dead old man, what kind of man are you hiding in, damn it, you think you can scare me." ”

I felt like I was going to break down, and I kept going backwards, and I had to get out of here, and just as I was about to turn and run, I stepped directly into the dirt, and because I was defenseless, I immediately fell to the ground.

This almost made me hit the ground flat, thanks to my quick enough reaction, and my hands supported it at once, but unfortunately the flashlight in my hand was thrown to the side, I cursed in my mouth, and quickly got up.

When I went to pick up the flashlight, I suddenly found that there was a small open space where the flashlight inadvertently hit, and there were grave bags on both sides of the front and back.

This should be the grave bag that was washed away, I grabbed the flashlight and walked over, I even forgot about the black shadow in front of the flashlight just now, I took the flashlight and shone it around, the grave bag has been completely washed away, this place is full of potholes.

I stepped on it with my foot, the dirt was very loose, it looked like it should be able to dig through, I tried to step forward again, and with a bang, the dirt under my feet suddenly sank into a part, and I quickly withdrew, and almost sank into it.

It seemed that the place was viable, the dirt was sparse, and there was a possibility of collapse all around, so I shone a flashlight around, and on the edge of another grave bag, I found a tombstone that had fallen to the ground.

I walked over and picked it up and looked at it, there were tombstones on the grave bags around, it seemed that this tombstone should be left by the grave bag that collapsed into it, I shone it again with a flashlight, and my eyes lit up suddenly.

There is also a word on the top of this tombstone, and it is also a clear word, similar to the Ming word we saw before, the lettering is very subtant, in Jiao Ba's words, it is the carved word is very casual, simply use a knife to engrave a few words and it's over, but it feels like it is all from a person's handwriting.

I continued to look down the tombstone, and the handwriting in the middle was no longer clear, it was so blurry that I could barely see that there were words, and what was written was completely unreadable, and it was almost gone.

But at the bottom of this tombstone, there are a few traditional characters, which are quite clear, and the size is slightly smaller than the clear characters above, but it is also in the middle of the tombstone.

What does this seven hundred and one mean? The tombstones in this cemetery cannot be counted as normal tombstones, but are all made of wood, and the width is equivalent to a book.

It stands to reason that if it is the name of the person under the tombstone, it should be engraved on one side, and the handwriting must be much smaller than the words above.

But this tombstone is very strange, the following position is not said in the middle, the engraved word is not only not a name, but it is still a number, seven hundred and one, but it is written in traditional characters.

This is really strange, I have to call Jiao Ba and them over to discuss it together, I quickly stood up and shouted loudly, "Old Ba, Chang Shan, come here"

I shouted loudly several times in a row, and then I saw a flashlight not far away, and then two people hurried towards me, "Brother Yi, where are you?" It was Jiao Ba's loud voice.

I hurriedly picked up the flashlight and shook it, "This and this, hurry up." ”

The two of them came over at a trott, "What's the matter, Brother Yi?" What did you find? Jiao Ba asked breathlessly.

I took a flashlight and took a picture on the ground and said, "Then you see, this place is a small open space, and it is obvious that a grave bag has been washed away, and then look at here, I accidentally stepped on it just now, and it has obviously collapsed into it." ”

Jiao Ba squatted down, looked at it carefully with a flashlight and said, "Well, that's right, this place did have a grave bag before, you see, this is a slope, and there is a lot of soil here, obviously caused by heavy rain all year round, and the dirt on the grave bag has been washed over here." ”

Chang Shan also squatted down, he touched the ground with his hand, and then grabbed a handful of dirt and smelled it, and he didn't know what he was doing? Could it be that his nose is more sensitive than that of a dog?

"There is corpse gas in the soil, it seems that there are indeed dead people buried underneath, but I don't know if they are buried deeply." Chang Shan said calmly, this man is indeed unusual, just by smelling his nose, you can know if there is a corpse down there, maybe it's really like Jiao Ba said, this person is also a tomb robber.

After Chang Shan's words were finished, Jiao Ba turned his head to look at him, and said with an ugly smile on his face, "It seems that Brother Chang Shan is also an expert, and he can smell the corpse in this soil with his nose, which is not something that ordinary people can do, even if it is me, I don't have those two hits." ”

I don't know if Jiao Ba can or not, but I know that this kid is pretending to be stupid a lot of the time, what he knows and what he knows is far beyond my imagination, and his brain, in my words, is more evil than an encyclopedia.

Chang Shan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother said that he was laughing, what kind of expert am I, I just guessed randomly." "That's a bit of a deception, so I can't guess it.

"Brother Changshan, it's boring for you to say that, I'm a tomb robber, this layman, I know it at a glance, this 'hearing the tomb and listening to the mountain' is not a blind guess, if you don't want to say it, brother, then the brother won't force you." Jiao Ba's tone of speech was different, not a little verbose.

"It's really a master of tomb robbing, this descendant of Jiao Si is really not ordinary." Chang Shan actually knew the ancestors of the Jiao Eight family, which surprised me too much.

"Oh? Do you know my ancestors? It seems that you are not a sailor, and you have been a grave robber before, right? Jiao Ba was also a little surprised, his eyes were a little weird, obviously guarding against this man.

"I don't hide it from your brother, I just know a little bit of fur, I learned a little from the old people in the family in the early years, as for your ancestors, I also guessed, your ancestors were in the area of Guangdong, but they were very famous, I don't think it's difficult."

This is quite unexpected to me, can Changshan's family understand this? This is not something that good people learn, digging graves and digging graves is a big taboo, who is a normal person to do this work.

Jiao Ba smiled, but the smile was very uncomfortable, "Okay, Brother Changshan, you know it's normal, let's not waste time, it's true to dig up this grave quickly, I look at this God, in another half an hour, it will inevitably rain." ”

Jiao Ba's expression obviously didn't believe what Chang Shan said, in fact, I was the same, Chang Shan's words were very round, a bit of Tai Chi, he didn't say it at all, and he almost didn't say it.

"But we don't have a tool in our hands, so we really dig by hand?" Chang Shan was also a little dumbfounded, if you really dig the soil by hand, how long will it take.

But at this time, I suddenly remembered that I still have an important matter, "By the way, eighth, there is one more thing, you can look at this again." As I spoke, I handed over the tombstone next to me.

Jiao Ba took it and looked at it carefully, frowned and asked, "Seven hundred and one?" Where did you find this? ”

"Right next to here, I look like it's left behind by this collapsed grave." I reached out and pointed to the grave bag next to me.

Chang Shan looked at it and said, "It's indeed seven hundred and one, it's actually written in traditional characters, what does this mean?" The Ming characters on it can be inferred to be the Ming Dynasty for the time being, but I can't figure out this traditional number. ”

Jiao Ba held the tombstone in his hand, looking puzzled, and he didn't know what to think about anymore, after half a ring, he suddenly said, "Let's see if there are other tombstones under the traditional number." ”

The three of us searched around again, and finally found only two tombstones with words inscribed, and only the inscriptions below, and the inscriptions on the top were already unrecognizable.

And the inscriptions under these two tombstones are also very weird, all numbers, one is eight hundred and twenty, the other is eight hundred and forty-four, and they are all numbers written in traditional characters.

"What the hell does that number mean?" We walked back to the original empty field, and I looked at Jiao Ba and asked.

"It's numbering, yes, it's definitely numbering." Jiao Ba's tone was firm.

"Are you sure?" Chang Shan asked with some suspicion.

Jiao Ba nodded calmly and said, "Well, I'm sure that this is definitely a number, you see, the number of the tombstone here is seven hundred and one, but the tombstone we found in it, the number on it is more than eight hundred, that is to say, these tombs are arranged according to this number, if you go to the innermost, the number under the tombstone should be more than a thousand." ”