Chapter 229: Find the Old Grave

Chapter 229

When the old man Zhang heard this, he immediately gritted his teeth and instructed his wife to prepare some coarse food for him to fill his stomach.

This road has brought deep memories to Old Man Zhang.

43 years ago, this 'ghost mourning' road was full of blood, and everyone walked with the ghosts, accompanied by fighting and death all the way, which left a deep impression on Old Man Zhang, which could not be erased for decades.

Countless midnight dreams, he was trapped in the nightmare of the past.

Old man Zhang originally thought that he would never be able to take this old road again in his life, but he didn't expect that because of the Guo family's incident, he would pull out this past incident 43 years ago, and he embarked on this trip up the mountain that left a terrifying shadow on him.

But for some reason, he wasn't afraid.

Zhao Fusheng was gossiping with him all the way.

This big man of the Demon Suppression Division is very good at talking, talking to him about Xie Jingsheng, and occasionally asking Guo Wei about his children and grandchildren.

The morning passed quickly.

When the sun fell at noon, Old Man Zhang looked around and said breathlessly:

"My lord, there are about two quarters of an hour to go at most, and we are almost there."

He pondered the time.

When the group came out, it was not yet dawn, and it was about the beginning of the morning (about 5 o'clock in the morning), and everyone walked for at least three hours, which should be close to the middle of the day (about 2 o'clock in the afternoon).

The mountain roads are rugged and difficult to navigate.

After the 'ghost funeral' incident, the survivors had gone home and told the descendants not to go up the mountain from this road, which was originally full of graves, and the villagers were also unlucky.

If it weren't for the villagers who brought sickles and hoes to open the way before leaving, they would not have been able to go up the mountain smoothly.

Zhao Fusheng heard Old Man Zhang's words and looked around.

The trail is steep and full of unknown weeds.

The villagers work all year round, and they are used to starving, and although they are tired after walking for half a day, they can still hold on.

On the contrary, Kong Youde is old, and he has always been pampered, and he has been walking for a few hours, his face is blue and black, and his lips are white, if it weren't for the two servants carrying him away, he would have been lying on the ground.

At this time, he finally stopped, Kong Youde gasped for breath, and pulled the underwear that had been soaked with sweat and stuck to his body.

When he heard that there were still two quarters of an hour left, Kong Youde and the two messengers who supported him had a look of despair on their faces.

The group rested for a while, and Zhao Fusheng urged everyone to continue climbing the mountain.

Old man Zhang's character is not very good, but his memory is amazing, about two quarters of an hour, he stopped, glanced left and right, and then seemed to see something, with a look of surprise on his face:

"My lord, it's here."

It is full of weeds and trees, and there are rocks.

Zhao Fusheng asked quietly:

"How do you recognize the way?"

Although the old man Zhang has a good memory, these mountain roads are difficult to identify, and there are many weeds, this old man is treacherous, and Zhao Fusheng prevents him from pointing to the grave at will to fool himself.

"Look over there, sir."

Old man Zhang stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction.

Zhao Fusheng looked in the direction of his finger and saw a protruding stone about ten zhang away.

The tip of the stone was about half a zhang long, and the tip was curved, and it looked like a huge stone eagle's beak from a distance.

Old man Zhang said:

"In our early years, there were people who walked out of the county here, calling it Eagle's Beak Cliff, I remember that this was the final place of the 'ghost funeral', and when the coffin fell, someone messed up the formation, and it also caused the ghost to kill people, and blood was spilled all over the ground."

When he said this, the villagers, who were gasping for breath, jumped to their feet in fright, for fear of stepping on the broken corpses of the dead.

Zhao Fusheng saw that everyone was full of fear, and couldn't help laughing:

"It's been more than 40 years, but there was blood at that time, and it has turned into fertilizer from flowers and trees at this time, and there are still traces of it."

Old man Zhang arched his palms and wiped the sweat on his forehead and threw it out, laughing:

"Your Excellency is right."

"Where is the grave?"

Old man Zhang has already pointed out the special marker of the burial place of the 'ghost funeral', and the possibility of misremembering is reduced.

Zhao Fusheng's heartstrings tightened and asked.

"Underneath the 'hawk's beak.'"

Old man Zhang said fearfully.

After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back, found an angle for a long time, and assumed a posture of raising the bar:

"I was standing here, yes, that's there, under the Eagle's Beak, that's there."

The direction of Old Man Zhang's finger was already overgrown with half-human-tall weeds, and there was no trace of the wild grave at all.

Zhao Fusheng nodded in response:

"Okay, I'll take a look."

When Wu Shaochun heard this, he hurriedly stopped:

"My lord, I'll come."

"Out of the way."

She shook her head:

"You and Man Zhou stand here to protect the villagers, I'll take a look."

With that, she took the scythe from one of the villagers and strode forward.

When the villagers heard that they were approaching the place where the ghost was buried, they all retreated in fear.

Wherever Zhao Fusheng went, he first opened the way with a sickle, and only when he was close to the bottom of the eagle's beak cliff did he throw the sickle into the grass.

“……”

Old man Zhang, the villagers, and Kong Youde, who was panting for breath before, all subconsciously closed their mouths, and everyone was nervous and frightened at this time.

As everyone watched, she stood still for a moment in front of the weed-buried grave.

'Hiss. ’

Suddenly there was a sound in the quiet grass.

In the barren mountains and mountains, it is so quiet that people's breathing can be heard clearly.

This sudden sound frightened the already tense crowd.

Zhao Fusheng's eyes froze, and he stretched out his hand to pull the grass.

A jet-black snake head suddenly emerged from the grass, and before she could open her mouth to bite someone, she choked seven inches.

Her strength was amazing, and she dragged the snake out by dragging the snake's head, and the snake's thick body wrapped around her arm.

The villagers, who were about to scream, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.

"Let's play."

Zhao Fusheng pulled out the snake and threw it into the grass in the distance, and the snake shook it out in response to the sound, and quickly disappeared into the grass.

This is not the season when snakes, insects, rats and ants are active, and it may be that her act of cutting grass into the mountains woke up the snake.

After this incident, when she pulled the weeds again, there was no accident.

The grass was pulled down, revealing a half-middle cemetery.

The cemetery is located in the middle of the cemetery, probably because of the collapse of the mountain due to heavy rain, and half of the earth in front of the tomb has sunk, causing the front of the grave to be about two feet shorter than the cemetery.

After Zhao Fusheng cleared the grass, he saw a stone tablet that was crooked on the grave and covered with moss.

The old tomb did not appear to be damaged from the outside, it was overgrown with weeds, and three pillars of incense were planted in front of the tomb that burned only the length of a palm.

The deodorant is an eerie black-red color, with an unsettling eerie aura.

When everyone saw the current situation of the old tomb, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Shaochun, who was originally nervous, loosened his clenched fists when he saw the tomb with a complete shape.

At this moment, Zhao Fusheng looked at the three pillars of incense for a long time, and suddenly asked:

"This is the incense that Xie Jingsheng lit when he opened the 'ghost funeral'?"

She didn't look back, nor did she name names, but everyone knew that she was talking to Old Man Zhang.

Old man Zhang was inexplicably a little nervous, picked his thighs uneasily, took a few steps forward with courage, took a closer look at the probe, and then nodded:

"Yes, sir, it's such a fragrance."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked around again:

"I shouldn't be mistaken, I saw that adult wearing a pair of red shoes into this old grave, the grave is under the 'eagle's beak', very easy to identify."

After he finished speaking, Kong Youde, whose heart was in his throat, breathed a sigh of relief:

"Looks like there's nothing big going on here."

Kong Youde came late, he heard Cao Dazong's report yesterday only after he learned that the county town demon division came to Fengmen Village, scared him to sit still all night, and when it was almost dawn, he finally couldn't sit still, and urged the people in the town to rush to Fengmen Village in a carriage, and it was only when the day was about to dawn that he could arrive.

He didn't know much about the affairs of Fengmen Village, and he didn't know the news of the Guo family's haunting, and it wasn't until he was going up the mountain that several errand officers who took turns carrying him up the mountain told him while walking that he understood what was happening.

After learning that Fengmen Village was haunted and that Zhao Fusheng went up the mountain to check the ghost case, Kong Youde almost fainted with his eyes open.

But he didn't dare to speak out.

Most of the ghost riders of the Demon Suppression Division had strange tempers, and the messenger said that Zhao Fusheng personally executed Li Daluozi and several other villagers last night - this thunderous method shocked the people present, and it was also the main reason why the villagers and the messenger were obedient and obedient at that time.

He was worried all the way, and when he saw that the old grave was unharmed, he hated to go down the mountain and return to the town immediately.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Old Man Zhang, and Old Man Zhang nodded:

"It looks like the grave is intact."

Wu Shaochun looked at it for a long time, and felt that it was okay:

"My lord, I really didn't feel the fluctuation of the ghost's aura here."

He has the brand of the door god, and he has controlled the evil level of the stove ghost, and he is also very sensitive to the breath of ghosts.

As soon as his words fell, Kong Youde and a group of villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, she suddenly turned around and shouted Kuai Manzhou:

"Come over the week."

The little girl stepped on the road she drove and stood quietly beside her.

"Man Zhou, you also heard Shaochun's words, do you think something is wrong?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

The little girl closed her eyes when she heard this.

When she closed her eyes, her hair rose without wind, and then the hair flew up, and the hair on her entire head was like a long thorn with thin tips, standing upside down and flying in the air, slowly lifting her body.

This scene alone was enough to frighten Kong Youde into the arms of the servants.

"There are no ghosts."

The faint red mist turned into clouds and surrounded her, and the child sensed it carefully for a long time, and suddenly opened his eyes and said a word.

Wu Shaochun originally thought that he had made a mistake in judgment, and he was a little apprehensive, but when he heard Kuai Manzhou say this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"yes, there's no ghost."

Zhao Fusheng sighed.

As soon as she said this, Wu Shaochun immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"How can there be no ghosts in the ghost grave where the ghosts are buried?!" His eyes widened, his heart pounding, and his face showed remorse.

"Shaochun is right." Zhao Fusheng nodded.

Although Wu Shaochun said that he was praised, he was not happy, but a little ashamed.

"Forty-three years ago, there was a terrible ghost buried here."

Ghosts don't disappear because they've been buried and sealed for a long time, and the headless ghost corpse that Liu Huacheng has guarded for decades is a good example.

And as time passes, the seal gradually loses its power in the battle with the ghost, and will eventually be worn out, and the ghost will recover sooner or later.

When Zhao Fusheng first heard Pang Zhixian mention the ghost case of Fengmen Village, he was worried that such a thing would happen, so he immediately rushed to Fengmen Village after checking the information.

She was worried about this on the way here, but later in the conversation with Old Man Zhang, she had hope for Xie Jingsheng again.

It's just that this glimmer of hope is extremely weak, and it wasn't until he arrived at his destination and saw the old grave with his own eyes that he finally gave up.

"After all, it's been 43 years, and it's only reasonable that the seal will fail."

Zhao Fusheng shook his head.

After she finished speaking, she reached out to touch the three pillars of pitch-black ghost incense in the horrified eyes of everyone.

Zhao Fusheng's fingertips were at the moment when the ghost incense arrived, and the black incense ash on the ghost incense seemed to tremble slightly, and then the powder collapsed and dispersed.

The three-pillar ghost incense turned into three pools of gray powder in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the tomb, which had previously appeared to be intact, also collapsed.

The 'boom' sound was mixed with the sound of rubble and sand rolling, and a large amount of sand and gravel collapsed, falling along with the weeds on the grave.

……

It was a long time before the battle stopped.

In the sound of rolling mud and sand, everyone trembled and found tree poles to hide.

If it weren't for Kuai Manzhou's presence, the villagers and servants would have dispersed a long time ago.

Zhao Fusheng vigilantly avoided the gravel and sand, and when everything calmed down, she looked at the collapsed grave and shouted:

"Lin Laoba."

Lin Laoba, who was carrying a hoe, stepped forward hard:

"My lord—"

"You guys dig up the grave."

Although it was confirmed that the ghost had left, Zhao Fusheng still decided to dig a grave to confirm out of caution.

"Ah, this-" Lin Laoba and the others wanted to refuse.

Although the grave here is very old, I am afraid that the descendants of the tomb owner have long since died out, or moved away from this place early, but digging up people's ancestral graves is always unlucky.

In addition, there were ghosts buried here, Lin Laoba and the others were reluctant, even if Zhao Fusheng spoke, no one was willing to do it.

"The ghosts in this grave have left, dig boldly, and the grave diggers will record it, and next year they will reduce the taxes of the Demon Suppression Division in March."

As soon as Zhao Fusheng finished saying this, the villagers who were still afraid and hesitant before suddenly became anxious, and all hesitation was left behind.

Old man Zhang was even anxious to grab one of them's shovel, and shouted:

"I'll do it too."

Everyone stepped forward to dig, and soon worked together to dig open the grave, revealing a coffin that had long since decayed.

It was a thin coffin, and after decades of time, it should have decayed.

But the exterior of the coffin seems to be impregnated with a strange black pigment, keeping the coffin from decay.

Together, everyone dragged the coffin out, and with all their might, they pried the lid open, revealing two corpses lying side by side.

The flesh and blood of the two corpses had all decayed, and only the skeleton skeleton remained, and the skulls were covered with messy hair like dry grass, which looked very horrified in the barren mountains and mountains.