Zhuang Youjie saw him being struck down by lightning from a distance. He was so frightened that he screamed. He didn't care about the pain in his feet and rushed over to check.
The hotel owner on the side was also startled. While shouting something in dialect, he also put down his cigarette bag and went to save the person.
When Zhuang Youjie ran over, he discovered that Liang Yuanque was not actually struck by lightning. He rolled over because he was avoiding the lightning strike.
The heavy rain gradually accumulated mud on the ground. When he rolled like this, he turned into a mud monkey.
"I told you to be careful and you didn't listen. You were almost in trouble!" Zhuang Youjie felt relieved when he saw that he was fine, and couldn't help but blame him a few words.
Liang Yuanque got up from the ground and wiped the mud off his face with his hands, "No, it wasn't me who was struck by lightning."
He said, looking towards the collapsed stone tower.
Zhuang Youjie was chilled by the heavy rain, and he shivered uncontrollably.
"It's difficult. Could it be that this stone tower is actually a lightning rod?"
In fact, the first thing that came to his mind were some superstitious stories. After all, the scenes nearby looked too weird under the heavy rain.
Liang Yuanque shook off Zhuang Youjie's hand holding him, touched his waist that hurt from the fall and walked back to the bottom of the tower.
Because of the lightning strike, the white skeleton no longer looked as stable as before, and was blown apart.
Zhuang Youjie followed behind him, "Did this lightning hit the bottom of the tower...ah!"
As he was talking, he saw the corpse at the bottom of the tower. He screamed in fright and jumped behind Liang Yuanque to hold his shoulders.
"This, this, this, why is this here..."
"Not surprising, this is a soul-suppressing tower." Liang Yuanque said softly, squatting down to check the shallow pit at the bottom of the tower.
He wanted to find something like a branch to pull out the bones, but there were no trees nearby, not even a few grasses, and no tools at all.
Liang Yuanque could only frown, rolled up his sleeves and reached out to pinch a leg bone.
"Sister, how offended I am!"
Zhuang Youjie behind him felt his heart pounding as he watched his movements.
I know I offended you but I still do this, this is a corpse!
Liang Yuanque pulled the bones apart. Disappointingly, there was nothing at the bottom of the pit.
Unwilling to give up, he used a big stick to pull up the soil below.
The soil here is very soft, and when the wind blows, it spreads all over the sky. Now even if it is wet with rain, it is still very soft, so it is not difficult to dig it out.
This behavior is indeed a standard deviant in the eyes of most people. Zhuang Youjie's eyes widened in shock, while the hotel owner tried to persuade him,
"Oh, little brother, it's a bit bad for you to use someone else's thigh bone to pull mud, isn't it?"
Liang Yuanque didn't care that there were so many corpses. The total number of corpses he had seen could fill several railroad cars, so he no longer had any taboo in his heart.
There was nothing in the soil under the tower, and because it was still raining heavily, there were no traces of lightning strikes on the ground.
Liang Yuanque just saw lightning and thunder falling to the bottom of the tower, and could not judge the specific atmosphere.
Zhuang Youjie felt particularly uneasy and asked Liang Yuanque again and again,
"Aqiao, what are you looking for? Is there another corpse down here?"
With the heavy rain above his head and his body covered in mud, Liang Yuanque felt uncomfortable all over, and he couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart. He yelled at Zhuang Youjie loudly,
"Don't talk yet!"
Zhuang Youjie's eyelids jumped in fear and he quickly pursed his lips.
There was nothing at the bottom of the pit, so Liang Yuanque turned his attention to the wall of the pit again, dug twice on the wall with his leg bone, and dug out an object that reflected light.
He reached out and took out the things and handed them to Zhuang Youjie behind him.
Zhuang Youjie took it in his hand and took a closer look and found that it was a piece of steel with an irregular shape.
As soon as he saw this thing, he understood in his heart, "Oh, it turns out that this thunder was attracted by this thing!"
However, it would be too unreliable to use this small piece of steel to trigger thunder. Liang Yuanque dug a few more times on the surrounding pit walls and dug out several such pieces of steel.
"Is it possible that this is part of the Feng Shui bureau?" Liang Yuanque looked at these steel blocks and wondered what kind of bureau would require using steel to trigger lightning on a white skeleton?
And if the stone tower covering it doesn't collapse, this weight of steel probably won't attract thunder.
He looked at the steel block and squinted his eyes to figure out the reason.
Maybe the expert at that time calculated that the heavy rain would collapse the stone tower. If the stone tower collapsed, someone would definitely come to check. Then...
Hiss, so these steel blocks are not plotting against the bodies at the bottom of the tower, but the people who come to check.
If you don't evade in time, although there is no guarantee, there is a high possibility of being struck directly to death by lightning. If you fall in, you will definitely accompany the unknown sister.
When he was struck by lightning, Liang Yuanque's heart showed no fluctuation, but now he became nervous.
Because what he hates most in his life is being plotted against.
After spending some time here, the three people in the rain felt that the rain seemed to be gradually getting lighter.
Liang Yuanque looked up at the horizon and saw the light gradually getting brighter in the distance. He knew that the rain would stop soon and the thunder would not come again, so he handed the steel piece to Zhuang Youjie with confidence.
And he himself walked towards the collapsed stone tower, wanting to see who was responsible for such a trick.
Tower is a very common building in China and surrounding countries. It has different classifications according to different functions.
It is said that this thing was originally built to store Buddha bones, but with the development of the times, it gradually derived many practical functions.
But most of them are just like the trump cards in dramas. While they have practical value, they pay more attention to symbolic meaning.
The stone tower in front of us is not very high. If it were erected, it would be about the same height as Liang Yuanque. The stone used is average and the carving technique is very rough.
This tower is not high, but the top of the tower is abnormally large, as if it is covered with a big black hat.
Liang Yuanque squatted down again and touched the body of the tower with his hand. Only then did he realize that the body of the tower was actually carved with densely packed characters, using an incised technique.
Because the engraving was too small, it was difficult to see clearly under such a dim sky. Liang Yuanque could only roughly judge what words were on it by touching it.
By touching several Sanskrit translations, he judged that the scriptures engraved on it were scriptures.
Oh, maybe this is a soul-crushing tower!
Liang Yuanque thought about the boss saying that the tower was built by the Lin family under the guidance of experts. He thought that their intention was to suppress the corpse at the bottom of the tower.
I also think of the elder brother I met on the train who said that the Lin family was killed by ghosts. Could it be that the bones at the bottom of the tower are the ghosts who caused trouble?
