Ma Pingchuan glanced at the guard, then at the child, and the little ghost looked at him so lightly, making him feel that it was an embarrassing provocation.

This is not an equal exchange, Ma Pingchuan felt that this little ghost must have felt completely in his heart that he was not a person worth fearing, so he would look at him with such eyes. Coupled with the presence of the guards on the side, he pondered that he had already been the first to know what was going on in these ten miles and eight towns. What is he afraid of, will someone plot against him in the graveyard?

He has never seen any strong winds and waves, if someone wants to plot against him, it is just right, and let his soldiers train. If you are cowardly here, it will be a little embarrassing to be watched by the guards.

Ma Pingchuan said to the child: "Okay, then it's decided, you come down, can you ride a horse?"

The child didn't speak, but turned over from the eaves, moving as light as a tanuki, just nodding.

Ma Pingchuan summoned a group of guards, got on the horse and took the children, and galloped all the way to the vicinity of the tomb mountain. When he went up to the grave mountain, the boy pointed to the yellowed area around him and said to him, "Behold, this field is dead." ”

"Blind people can see. Ma Pingchuan said, "Little ghost, you'd better not play tricks on me, otherwise Lao Tzu will shoot you on the spot." Tell me, where did the coffin go?"

"Look, what does this withered area look like?" said the child.

Ma Pingchuan looked at the whole dry field around him, but he really didn't want to look at the shape of this thing. But the mountain was not high enough to make out what it looked like, so he gave a guard a look. The guard turned over to a big tree on the side, and after a few clicks he reached the top of the tree, looked around, and shouted, "Boss, like a scorpion!"

Ma Pingchuan frowned, thinking that there was really something to say, and he didn't care about any image, so he rushed under the tree and gritted his teeth and climbed up. When I came to the canopy and looked down, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, and sure enough, the whole shape of these dead fields was like a huge scorpion with teeth and claws.

He yelled at the child, "What's going on?"

With such a large area, this shape is very neat, and it will definitely not be naturally formed, but how is it possible for someone to do such a thing, and to make the crops wither into this shape overnight?

"There's a huge thing buried underneath this area. "What you see is its shadow on the ground." ”

7. Those coffins of ancestral graves

Ma Pingchuan got down from the tree and got on the horse again, his face was already ugly. On the one hand, he regretted a little that he had been negligent in discovering the mystery of the shape earlier, and second, the child's statement still made him suspicious.

What do you mean? There's a huge thing buried underground, and the shadow is a scorpion. Why does the "shadow" cause all the crops in the field to die? What is the huge thing underground, is it a giant scorpion monster?

How is this possible, such a huge scorpion is buried in the ground, and there is nothing he can do but run.

When I asked this child again, the child rode forward and walked all the way down the mountain, and said to him: "Your cemetery is built on top of an ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty, and the range of dead that you see is the range of the ancient cemetery of the Han Dynasty." The ancient tomb is about forty meters deep, and the underground palace has been built into a very strange scorpion shape, I don't know what the purpose is. ”

After a pause, the child said calmly: "The reason why the crops here are dying is because when the ancient tomb was built, a kind of machine was laid inside, and a large amount of poisonous gas flowed out and evaporated, poisoning the crops on the surface overnight. ”

"Little ghost, how do you know these things?" Ma Pingchuan said, "Could it be that you have clairvoyance?"

The child glanced at him and said lightly, "Because I am the grave robber." ”

Ma Pingchuan frowned, pulled the horse and stopped, and his subordinates also stopped their horses, and the horses under the child's crotch saw that the horses around him stopped, and they also stopped. The child turned his head to look at Ma Pingchuan, and the latter asked: "What are you talking about, little ghost, do you know the consequences of your nonsense? This is the ancestral grave of our Ma family, are you telling me that you dug up my ancestral grave and touched the mechanism, not only alarmed my ancestors, but also poisoned my crops to death?"

"I don't talk nonsense. "And before I finish my sentence, I will tell you where the coffins of your ancestral graves have gone." ”

Ma Pingchuan nodded, his hand already pressed to the pistol on his waist: "Yes, then you say, where did you go?

"Eaten. The boy said, "This ancient tomb at the bottom has 'eaten' the coffins of your ancestors." ”

"Eaten?" Ma Pingchuan felt that the situation was very strange, he had such a serious conversation with a teenage child, and he was suppressed by this child's aura. The most bizarre thing was that he found that he actually believed everything this kid said. He clenched the gun in his hand, trying to regain the initiative. "How do you call it eaten, this ancient tomb is alive?"

The child shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"Don't know?"

"I know where you can find those coffins, but I don't know why they were eaten by the largest tomb underground. ”

"If you dig up here now, you'll find all the coffins stuck outside the walls of the scorpion-shaped tomb below, as if you're attracted by something." ”

The child is very calm, and this kind of calmness beyond ordinary people makes Ma Pingchuan more and more uncomfortable.