After walking a little further in, I stopped and tried to turn off the light. As soon as the light disappeared, I fell into endless darkness. I couldn't see anything, not even the sky. I couldn't hear clearly.
I could only hear the slight thunder, and my body could only feel the power and coldness of the wind.
This damn place is really not for humans. Mr. Mai refused to let me in. It seemed that he was right. When I turned on the flashlight again, I saw a figure flashing past the flashlight. Being so fast, I just
You can see a dark shadow.
I was startled immediately. I was so scared that I didn’t even dare to breathe. “Who is there?” I yelled, trying to use my voice to embolden myself. I quickly looked around with my flashlight, but there were nothing but graves all over the ground.
There is nothing except the bag.
Did I make a mistake? Forget it, let’s not look for this ghost place. Let’s go back to Jiao Ba and the others first. Just when I was about to leave, the feeling of being stared at came back.
I'm sure there must be someone around me, "Who is it? You're pretending to be a ghost, get out of here." I stopped, turned around and shouted around, but even so, the sweat on my forehead was still dripping.
Wow' flow.
Suddenly, another figure flashed in front of the flashlight. I was so frightened that I stepped back several steps unconsciously, but I still shouted, "Come out if you can, old man, what kind of man are you hiding?"
Damn you, you think you can scare me."
I felt like I was about to collapse. I kept walking backwards. I had to get out of here. When I was about to turn around and run, my feet stepped directly into the soil. Because I was unprepared, I immediately fell to the ground.
On the ground.
This time I almost fell flat on the ground. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough and supported it with both hands. Unfortunately, I threw the flashlight aside. I cursed and quickly got up.
When I went over to pick up the flashlight, I suddenly discovered that where the flashlight light accidentally shined, there was a small open space with graves on both sides. Only this area was empty. It was as big as a grave.
distance.
This should be the grave bag that was washed away. I grabbed the flashlight and walked over. I even forgot about the dark shadow in front of the flashlight. I took the flashlight and took a photo around it. The grave bag had been completely washed away.
No, this place is full of potholes.
I stepped around with my feet. The soil was very loose, and it looked like I could dig it out. I tried to step forward again, and there was a "crash", and part of the soil under my feet suddenly sank in. I quickly pulled out and almost couldn't.
I'll fall into it if I miss the mark.
It seems that this place is feasible. Not to mention the loose soil, the surrounding area may collapse. I looked around with a flashlight and found a tombstone that had fallen to the ground next to another grave.
I walked over and picked it up and took a look. There were tombstones on the surrounding graves. It seemed that this tombstone should be left by the caved-in grave. I looked at it with a flashlight and my eyes suddenly lit up.
There is also a word on this tombstone, and it is also a clear word. It is similar to the clear words we have seen before. The carving is very subtle. In Jiao Ba's words, the words are very casual. Just use a knife to carve a few words.
It’s all done in just one word, but it feels like it was all written by one person.
I continued to look down the tombstone, and the writing in the middle was no longer clear. It was too blurry, and I could barely make out the writing. What was written was completely unclear, and it was almost worn out.
But at the bottom of this tombstone, there are several traditional Chinese characters, which can be seen clearly. The large and small photos are slightly smaller than the plain characters on the top, but they are also in the middle of the tombstone. I only understood after looking carefully.
This traditional Chinese character actually writes a number, which translates to, seven hundred and one.
What does this seven hundred and one mean? The tombstones in this cemetery cannot be counted as normal tombstones. They are all made of some wood, and the width is equivalent to a book.
Logically speaking, if it is the name of the person signed under the tombstone, it should be engraved on one side, and the handwriting must be much smaller than the words on the top.
But this tombstone is very strange. The location of the inscription below is not mentioned in the middle. Not only is the engraved word not a name, it is actually a number, seven hundred and one. It is just written in traditional Chinese characters.
This was really weird. I had to call Jiao Ba and the others over to discuss it together. I quickly stood up and shouted, "Lao Ba, Chang Shan, come here quickly..."
I shouted loudly several times in a row, and then I saw a flashlight light not far away, and then two people rushed towards me quickly, "Brother Yi... Brother Yi, where are you?" It was Jiao.
Eight's loud voice.
I quickly picked up the flashlight and shook it, "Here, here, come on."
The two people came over at a trot, "What's wrong, Yi Ge? What did you find?" Jiao Ba asked breathlessly.
I took a flashlight and looked at the ground first and said, "Well... you see, this place is a small open space. It is obvious that some graves have been washed away. Look here, I accidentally stepped on it just now."
, has obviously collapsed in."
Jiao Ba squatted down, took a closer look with the flashlight and said, "Well, yes, there was indeed a grave in this area before. You see, this is a slope. There is more soil here, and it is obviously the place where rain falls all year round.
It was caused by the heavy rain that all the soil on the graves was washed here."
Chang Shan also squatted down. He touched the ground with his hands, and then grabbed a handful of dirt and smelled it. He didn't know what he was doing. Is his nose more sensitive than a dog?
"There is corpse gas in the soil. It seems that there is indeed a dead person buried down here, but I don't know how deep it is." Chang Shan said calmly. This man is indeed extraordinary. Just by smelling it with his nose, he can tell whether there is a dead person underneath.
Corpse, maybe as Jiao Ba said, this person is also a tomb robber.
After Chang Shan finished speaking, Jiao Ba turned to look at him, with an ugly smile on his face and said, "It seems that Brother Chang Shan is also an expert. He can smell corpse gas in the soil with his nose. This is not something ordinary people can do."
Even if I could do it, it wouldn’t take that long.”
I don’t know whether Jiao Ba can do it or not, but I know that this kid pretends to be stupid a lot of the time. What he understands and knows are far beyond my imagination. His brain, in my words,
Worse than an encyclopedia.
Chang Shan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, are you kidding me? I'm no expert. I'm just guessing." This is a bit misleading, so why can't I guess it?
"Brother Changshan, it's meaningless for you to say that. I am a tomb robber. I am an expert and a layman. I can understand at a glance that this 'smell the tombs and listen to the mountains' is not just a guess. If you don't want to say it, brother, then brother won't either."
I force you." Jiao Ba's tone of voice was completely different now, without any verbosity at all.
"You are indeed a master of tomb robbing. The descendants of Jiao Si are really extraordinary." Chang Shan actually knew the ancestors of Jiao Ba's family, which surprised me.
"Oh? You actually know my ancestors? It seems that you are not a sailor. You have been a tomb robber before, right?" Jiao Ba was also a little surprised. He looked at people with a strange look, obviously on guard against this man.
.
"I'm not hiding anything from you brother. I just know a little bit about it. I learned a little from the elders in my family in the early years. As for your ancestors, I also guessed that your ancestors were very famous in Guangdong.
, I think it’s hard not to know.”
This is quite beyond my expectation. Can Chang Shan's family understand this? This is not something good people should learn. Digging graves is a taboo. Who would do this job for a normal person?
Jiao Ba smiled, but the smile was very uncomfortable, "Okay, brother Changshan, you know it's normal, let's not waste time, hurry up and dig this grave. I don't think it's going to happen anymore."
It will definitely rain in half an hour."
Jiao Ba's expression clearly showed that he didn't believe what Chang Shan said. In fact, I didn't believe it either. Chang Shan's words were very arcane, a bit like practicing Tai Chi. He didn't say the key points at all, and if he said it, it would be almost as if he didn't say it.
"But we don't have any tools in our hands, how about digging with our hands?" Chang Shan was also a little dumbfounded. If we really dig the soil with our hands, how long would it take?
But then I suddenly remembered that I still had something important to do. "By the way, Lao Ba, there is one more thing. Take a look at this again." As I said that, I handed over the tombstone next to me.
passed.
Jiao Ba took it and looked at it carefully, frowned and asked, "Seven hundred and one? This...where did you find it?"
"It's right next to here. I think it's what this collapsed grave mound left." I stretched out my hand and pointed to the mound mound next to it.
After reading it, Chang Shan said, "It is indeed seven hundred and one. It is actually written in traditional Chinese characters. What does this mean? The clear characters above can be inferred for the time being as the Ming Dynasty, but I can't figure out the traditional Chinese characters.
.”
Jiao Ba held the tombstone in his hand with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know what to think. After a while, he suddenly said, "Look under the other tombstones to see if they also have these traditional Chinese numbers."
The three of us searched around a lot, and finally found only two tombstones with inscriptions on them, and only the inscriptions on the bottom were inscribed. The inscriptions on the top were completely unrecognizable.
The carvings under these two tombstones are also very weird. They are all numbers. One is eight hundred and twenty, the other is eight hundred and forty-four, and they are all written in traditional Chinese characters.
"What...what does this number mean?" We walked back to the original empty field, and I looked at Jiao Ba and asked.
"It's a number, yes, it's definitely a number." Jiao Ba said firmly.
"Are you sure?" Chang Shan asked with some doubt.
Jiao Ba nodded calmly and said, "Well, I'm sure this is definitely a number. You see, the number of the tombstone here is 701, but the number on the tombstone we found inside is more than 800, that is,
He said that these tombs are all arranged according to this number. If you go to the innermost part, the number under the tombstone should be over a thousand."...