Chapter 249: Interlude-7

However, the three of them also returned empty-handed, saying that there were no suitable bodies in the three graves.

Fu Ying frowned, thinking about what went wrong. Suddenly, she stared at her feet and said, "Actually, there are five places to raise corpses, and there is one that we have overlooked. ”

"Where else?" I asked. Liu, Zeng, and Huang also showed suspicious looks.

"Right here. Her gaze still didn't leave her feet.

"You mean here, this old tomb has collapsed?" I felt a thrill in my heart.

"Ahh

The old god also felt incredible: "It's really a bit out of place to find the corpse of a white-bearded old man as a medium, if Hei Mei now becomes a man, or a bad old man with a white beard, it's strange if he doesn't get angry!"

"It's useless to be angry - I want to see what it's like for a pretty girl to be a white-bearded old man, haha. Huang ran and said with a grin.

"If you don't know, don't talk nonsense here, okay? Yingying is talking about the mystery under this old grave!" "I'm almost by three self-righteous guys.

"There is still a mystery under the old grave, what is the mystery?" Liu, Zeng, and Huang's heads grew together.

"The mystery is that under the old grave is the corpse field, and there is another corpse buried in the corpse field!" I replied.

"If this was a place for raising corpses, then the corpses in this old tomb would be very well preserved, but all we saw were yellow mud and rotten broken coffin boards! How could such a place be a place for corpses?" Huang retorted eloquently.

"The extent of the corpse breeding ground is actually uncertain, it may be the layer of soil close to the surface, or it may be the layer of soil that is buried deeper! Just like the fossils of ancient times, they are not confined to one layer, but will appear in many different layers of soil. Fu Ying explained.

"That is to say, the upper floor is not a corpse farm, but the lower floor is?" asked the farmer as well.

"That's right," Fu Ying nodded, then looked at me and said, "Brother Yang, you now take five steps to the left, three steps to the west, and then peel off the turf and dig ten centimeters down." ”

Centimeter is the old name for centimeter, one centimeter is equal to one centimeter, and ten centimeter is ten centimeters.

So I took five steps to the left, three steps to the west, and then took a pickaxe and dug up.

After digging down about ten centimeters, suddenly a spark burst out of the ground with a "dang" sound, and it turned out that the pickaxe had dug into a hard object!

"What is it?" Liu, Zeng, and Huang also turned their heads over curiously. By the light of their flashlight, I could see that I had dug up a hardstone slab—a tombstone, to be exact!

In the lower left corner of the tombstone, there is a line of small characters "May 25, 1984 Daystand", and in the middle are several large characters "The Tomb of Xiaoxing in the Ainu District".

"The tomb of the beloved daughter Ou Xiaoxing, wow, the white-bearded old man turned out to be Ou Xiaoxing!" Huang Ranran exclaimed in surprise, his mouth wide open enough to stuff a soak of cow dung!

"Please, are you a little bit cultured? That word is pronounced 'Ou' instead of 'Qu'! That's not the name of the white-bearded old man, it's a girl's name!"

"When did the old man with the white beard become a girl again? I don't think I'm an idiot, or you're an idiot!" Huang ran ran his fingers and slashed his nose, making his two nostrils look more like pig's noses.

"Stupid pig, get out of the way! talking to someone like you is simply lowering my IQ!" the old god was so angry that he said with a flue.

"Yingying, is that little apricot buried under this tombstone?" I nodded at the tombstone with my pickaxe.

"There should be a vertical well under the tombstone, and the coffin was carried into it and buried under the old grave. Generally, burials in this way are called secret burials. And the tomb that has been stolen, its feng shui is all transferred to the stolen grave. Burial is immoral, so it is also deeply shameful for the burial family, generally once there is a tomb for stealing, the party who is secretly buried will try their best to destroy it! Therefore, the poachers are generally very hidden, not only in the process of digging the grave, but also very careful in transporting the coffin, leaving almost no traces. Therefore, it is generally difficult to find the tomb of the stolen burial. Fu Ying replied. ”

I know that what Fu Ying said is the truth, such a secret burial tomb is difficult for even the most experienced person to appear, let alone an ordinary rookie.

Pried open the tombstone, and sure enough, a shaft with a diameter of about one meter appeared, just enough to accommodate a person and a very small thin coffin. The coffin and the person cannot go up and down at the same time, that is, the person and the coffin must go up and down separately. Therefore, we guess that one person must have gone down first to answer the coffin, and then someone else from above slowly lowered the coffin.

The shaft is about eight meters deep, and another horizontal hole appears one meter high from the bottom of the shaft, which leads to the bottom of the old tomb. This also confirms Fu Ying's judgment that under the old grave is a place to raise corpses.

Because of the narrow space under the shaft, and the horizontal hole cavities less than a meter into it, there is a large amount of earth that must be removed before we can reach the grave, so we can only go down one person at a time to remove the dirt and lift it out with a small basket.

I took turns with the old god and the farmer to go down to work, and let Fu Ying and Huang Ran stay on it to help lift the soil. The work went on for hours, until three or four o'clock in the morning, and the dirt still seemed to be finished. We actually only cleared one alley that was more than three meters long, but because the work area was too narrow and the soil was very dry and hard, the project seemed to be extremely difficult. From this, I feel that tomb robbing is indeed a technical job, but it is not something that can be done with words.

Of course, Fu Ying is more experienced than us in how to work in the narrow thief hole, but I was afraid that I would tire her, so I didn't let her go down to dig the soil, but just let her lift the soil on top of it (we installed a pulley on the ground, and it was actually relatively easy to lift the soil).

As for Huang Ranran, why don't you let him go down to work, mainly because he is afraid that he will dig a gas mess, and when the time comes, not only will he not be able to dig the hole, but on the contrary, the hole will be dug down, and it is impossible to say if he will be buried underneath at that time. The most serious thing is that we are afraid that he will dig up the wall of the cave and make it impossible for us to enter the tomb of the thief, so there is something to do.

At this time, it was the old god who was digging the soil below, and the farmer and I also returned to the ground to help carry the soil.

At this time, another basket of soil was brought out, and Huang Ranran was suddenly surprised: "Hey, all we took out just now were yellow mud, why is the color of this mud red?"

The farmer and I took a look at it by the flashlight, and saw that the soil was indeed red—not ordinary earth red, but bright red, as if it had been dipped in human blood, and it was a kind of shocking feeling!

"What's all the fuss about? It's called red soil, acidic soil, and it's very common in the southern provinces!" the peasant scolded, like an old "pedant."

"This is not red soil, this is a unique sign of corpse raising ground, and besides, there is this kind of soil in the general tomb, indicating that there may be a corpse mother in the tomb, and the red component in this soil is the body fluids of the corpse mother!" Fu Ying suddenly interjected.

"What is the corpse mother? Is it the corpse mother?" Huang asked stupidly.

"No, it's a dark animal like a pangolin, but it's definitely not a pangolin, because it has no scales, its whole body is covered with a layer of long black hair, and it secretes bodily fluids like human blood from its pores, and it feeds on everything that enters the tomb......," Fu Ying explained.

"What? and will it harm the corpses in the tomb?" I asked.

"No, it only eats living things, and is not interested in dead things, especially human corpses, in a sense, it can also play a role in protecting corpses, because its places are very dry, and the smell in its body can also kill the bacteria that decompose corpses, so as long as there is it, corpses generally do not decay!" Fu Ying said.

Just as we were judging the basket of dirt with the corpse mother's bodily fluids, a creepy scream came from below the shaft, and then we heard the old god shouting in horror below: "Pull me up......

"No, the old god has touched the corpse mother!" exclaimed the peasant.

"Pull him up!" I don't know what the corpse mother will do to him, but this thing must not be to be messed with! I shouted and helped the peasant drag a thick hemp rope that tied to the old god's body, and it was through this hemp rope that the old god climbed down to work.

After a flurry of farts and urine, the old god's head was already exposed to the ground, and his body from the neck down was still in the shaft. And at this moment, a very strange sound came from the shaft, and then a black, hairy head protruded from the shaft next to the head of the old god!

"Corpse mother!" Huang Ran screamed in horror, screaming worse than killing a pig.

"Don't howl, fight!" the peasant yelled at him. Huang Ran didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised a pickaxe and hit the black head.

As a result, he didn't hit the black head, but the handle of the hammer hit the old god's face, and the old god suddenly sighed and was knocked to the bottom of the well, and the guy with the black head also quickly ran out of the ground and fled into the deserted grave and disappeared.

"Huang Ranran, you are really a man who has not achieved enough and has more than enough failures! I told you to beat the corpse mother, but you beat the old god!" the peasant rolled his eyes in anger.

"That's not a corpse mother, it's just a big black-haired mouse!" Fu Ying said.

"Let's see how the old god is?" I hurriedly climbed the hemp rope and headed into the well