Chen Yaohua looked at Yan Er, who had wide cheeks, in surprise, and snorted for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Don't you work?" Yan Er patted Chen Yaohua's shoulder, who was stunned in place, with a confused expression, and asked, "Did you provoke something unclean?" Let me tell you, this kind of thing is very common for mines to be haunted, and I have encountered them a few times, do you know, in the year of Marat, the broad-faced Burmese man we met when we first arrived in Hpakant, wasn't he buried alive because the entrance to the mine collapsed the year before last? A few months ago, when I came out in the middle of the night to relieve myself, I saw Marat, and he was standing in the pit, staring at me with a pair of bubbling eyes, and he was vicious, "Hey, that's a scary." ”

"Year of Marat?" Chen Yaohua frowned, thinking of the fat-faced man who died in the mine after just meeting a few times, "The gods and gods you said are probably your own imagination, and I also know him, why haven't I seen his ghost?"

"This ghost, it can only be seen by people who are destined, hey, in short, there are many doorways." Yan Er saw that the lie was not going back, pulled the corners of his mouth, shook his arms and walked quickly in front of Chen Yaohua, and no longer took the initiative to talk.

Speaking of strange things that have happened near the mine, there are indeed many things that can be counted in detail, such as the sound of the cart being pushed by other workers in the mine after the worker pushing the cart dies in an accident, and so on. There are two explanations for this kind of thing, one is idealism, which the locals say is because the ghost of the deceased wanders in the mine for a long time and is unwilling to leave, and the other is materialism: the sound travels through the underground cavity and encounters an obstacle in the stone wall, which produces an echo, while some ores in nature are more special, they are able to record the sound frequency and "play it" at a specific time.

Of course, the above is just people's wild conjecture, and there is no scientific basis at all. In the first year after Chen Yaohua returned to China, a friend sent him a gramophone and a lot of records, and while fiddling with the phonograph, Chen Yaohua suddenly remembered their conjecture about the sound of pushing a minecart many years ago, and suddenly realized that he finally understood the mystery.

Old-fashioned phonographs relied on grooves in the black turntable to reproduce the recording, as the stylus moved along the undulating grooves, and the tip of the needle vibrated with the vibration.

The area where the minecart track is located is surrounded by ore, and the whole tunnel vibrates violently when the minecart is pushed, leaving traces on the surrounding stone walls, and it is very likely that the underground work has quietly built a "large gramophone" inside the mine, and the mine is next to the place where the miners died, and the tools used by other miners when digging ore play the role of "stylus", and the shovel and pickaxe hit the ore, like a huge stylus vibrating on the uneven stone wall. Perhaps it is such a 1 in 10 million probability, one day many miners wave their tools and smash on the stone wall at the same frequency as the sound vibration frequency of the year, "gramophone" to play sound, but there is more dust and gravel in the mine, which will interfere with the recording playback, so the sound will not be particularly clear, and everyone hears the very clear sound of pushing the minecart may be because: the dark environment will give rise to fear in people's hearts, thus affecting people's perception system.

But such an unusually real spectacle as a large red jade vein is unprecedented for Chen Yaohua, could it be that he has hallucinated by working too long underground and inhaling too much toxic dust?

But everything still doesn't make sense, not to mention that Chen Yaohua's hallucinations are not only visual, but also auditory, and even tactile, if even the dialogue between him and Yan Er is an illusion woven by his own brain, it would be too absurd.

There is hardly any natural light underneath the mines, except for the searchlights worn by the miners on their foreheads and the flashlights they carry with them to illuminate the deep tunnels.

Chen Yaohua followed the route of the time all the way to the depths, but failed to find the red jade vein, and then no matter how he searched, he found nothing, and gradually, he also forgot about this until the year he was about to leave Myanmar and return to China.