Hu Yuzhi, who was far away in the room, looked out the window. She listened to every word without missing a word. The talisman paper on the table was blown up by the wind. She raised her hand to hold it down and pursed her lips slightly.
Ji Lanqian should be right not to trust Xu Nanshan, because she herself doesn't believe that they are indeed distant relatives and have no blood relationship.
This time Xu Nanshan asked her for help entirely because of Hu Yuzhi's identity. She was the most famous disciple in the Northeast.
When it came to the purpose of coming to Shen'e, the businessman Xu Nanshan didn't say anything. He simply said that the tomb this time was a bit strange and he needed her help.
at this time.
In the front yard.
Xu Nanshan and Qi Tiezui sat opposite each other, holding teacups in their hands, with dark eyes, "Qi Laoba, you don't believe me, do you?"
Qi Tiezui clicked his tongue. In fact, he made it very clear that day in Chang Dongke's paper-making shop, and even took off his clothes. But when they met today, he did conceal a lot of details.
"Don't talk nonsense. It's right for Miss Ji not to believe you. She has never been a loser, but you concealed so much when you first came up. I won't say anything more, but since it is cooperation, you have to express your position, otherwise I will It’s also difficult to be in the middle.”
Qi Tiezui came with Lin Yan's team this time. It was still a formal archaeological project, so being able to help Xu Nanshan was just a matter of convenience.
"Hey, I told you that there is really no problem with the sacrificial venue. I have participated in sacrificial activities every year since I was eighteen years old. How can I not know if there is any problem?" What Xu Nanshan said was the truth. He didn't hide anything. No.
He took Hu Yuzhi to see the sacrificial venue two days ago, and there was no problem at all.
Qi Tiezui took a sip of hot tea and said, "That's strange. We walked all the way from the sacrificial place. It can't be without problems. How will the dead bodies of your tribe be disposed of?"
"There is a cemetery on the mountain behind the sacred temple, and people are buried there. This has been the case for hundreds of years. After the burial, the tribesmen will go to the sacrificial site to pray."
"We also saw it. It's a fallen tombstone. Are you sure someone is buried underneath?"
"Of course, I have seen it with my own eyes. How can one dig a hole without burying the dead?" Xu Nanshan curled his lips. There is really no need to doubt this.
Qi Tiezui left something in the cemetery at that time. It is not certain whether something was buried under the tombstone.
He didn't tell Xu Nanshan, but he just left a final sentence, "We'll find out if we dig it up tomorrow."
Xu Nanshan's eyes suddenly darkened, and he dug around to see if it would work. He had to ask the chief of Shen'e for such a thing, and he had to do it secretly.
"Dig tomorrow night." Xu Nanshan.
Qi Tiezui, who had already stood up, paused, turned his head and scolded him with a frown, "Xu Xiaosan'er, you are so courageous. I am a fortune teller who taboos this. To be honest, I may not even go at noon. You choose to go at night? You are you crazy."
Xu Nanshan shrugged and retorted, "Do you still want to do such an immoral thing openly and openly in the middle of the day? Go and argue with the leader of Shen'e and see if he dares to burn you."
The new patriarch of Shenge is a lunatic. Xu Nanshan is the most annoying to deal with. He has old ideas and is lawless.
"You...I'm really convinced." Qi Tiezui tossed his sleeves and left.
This kind of thing really has to be done secretly.
We can only stay here in Xu Nanshan tonight, and then go back to the archaeological site of Cao Wei Ancient City after the doubts are temporarily resolved.
Lin Yan's archaeological team has been unable to find the entrance, so it won't be a problem if they delay for a few more days.
The ancient tomb can be connected with the gods, maybe we can find some clues.
...
At night, Ji Lanqian tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the scene where the faceless ghost turned into a mourning bird, or the paper man-made face in the black Mao suit.
It seemed like the wind was blowing outside. The wind blew on the windows and there was noise from the windows.
Ji Lanqian didn't pay attention at first, but then she suddenly remembered her physique that attracted brats. She sat up and turned on the old-fashioned desk lamp beside her.
It didn't matter if the wind blew the window a few times, but it was a bit too much if it kept ringing. When I walked past, I saw a black shadow reflected on the window below, which looked like a branch or a withered hand.
The house in the backyard is three stories high, and there is an alley outside the window. The scenery is beautiful during the day, but a little weird at night.
She boldly raised her hand to open the window while grabbing the loot.
The window opened a crack, and the wind outside immediately became smaller. The summer wind blew into the window, and it turned out to be cold.
She stood in front of the window with her eyes lowered. She could just see the alley below. There were no lights in the alley.
But the moonlight at this time was enough to see clearly that it was a quiet gravel path, and dogs barking could be heard from time to time in the distance.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared underneath, and then there was an indescribable feeling of horror.
A funeral procession appeared out of thin air. They sprinkled white paper money into the sky, carried the coffin, and held up white flags.
Ji Lanqian's heart trembled, and she immediately raised her gun.
Hell again.
The kid carrying the coffin stopped under the window. One of them looked up and happened to look at Ji Lanqian. It grinned, with pale skin, black lips, and a very stiff smile.
When she looked at him without fear, this kid was a little less interesting than the paper man.
Seeing that she was not afraid, the kid continued carrying the coffin.
The direction they were going was to the cemetery on the back hill of Shenge.
Remembering that the direction of the sacrificial site was also there, Ji Lanqian pursed her lips slightly, turned over and jumped off the eaves from the third floor, intending to follow them to see what the gods were up to.
After following to the entrance of the village, the ghost walked faster and faster.
She quickened her pace to keep up, and her guess was indeed correct. They were going to Shen'e's graveyard.
But as soon as I took a look, all the ghosts disappeared.
The originally bright moonlight was also obscured by dark clouds. Ji Lanqian turned on the flashlight and thought to forget it and check again during the day tomorrow. It was really scary to be alone at this night.
After walking for five minutes, I was still wandering around the cemetery and couldn't get out at all.
Only then did she realize that she must have encountered a ghost hitting the wall again. She remembered the mantra she recited in the car last time and kept chanting it, hoping to get out.
Another five minutes passed and still he didn't go out.
She rubbed her arms feeling cold. She was careless and only focused on chasing these brats. She should have brought someone with her.
"Miss Ji, Miss Ji?"
Suddenly a clear voice sounded, and the face in front of her gradually became clear. It was Hu Yuzhi. Her hair was casually draped behind her, and she was still wearing pajamas. Her voice was a little anxious.
Ji Lanqian came to her senses and asked first, "Why did you follow me here?"
Only later did I realize that I still hadn’t left the cemetery.
"I live next door to you, and I followed you out when I heard the noise. Are you bewitched by something? Why are you always circling the tombstone?"
Hu Yuzhi said and put on the coat he had brought with him on her.
