When he heard me talking about what happened at the construction site, Lao Song's mouth twitched unnaturally, and he said stiffly, "The construction site is fine, what can happen?"
I smiled, put my hand on Lao Song's shoulder, and said, since the construction site is fine, why do you want to disappear? Also, I went to your house yesterday. Not only did I find some things used for making rituals in your house, but I also found an antique clay pot. Could you please explain it to me.
"Why did you go to my house?"
Lao Song was startled and his expression became even more unnatural, but he still shook his head and acted like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, saying that he did not understand what I was talking about.
I took a breath and my expression became serious,
"Old Song, three people have died at the construction site. I have investigated and found that these three people had close contact with the coffin just like you. Maybe it will be your turn next. At this time, you better not be there. I pretended in front of me."
Sure enough, as soon as I blurted out my words, the corners of Lao Song's mouth trembled even more, and his calves began to feel weak, but he just refused to tell the truth.
I wasn't in a hurry, grabbed Lao Song's arm and said,
"You came to the funeral parlor to pay homage to Old Chen. There is no need to go outside to pay homage secretly. Why not come with me to the mourning hall and let's explain these things clearly in front of Old Chen."
"No, I won't go, please let me go!"
Lao Song's reaction was as if he had been electrocuted. As soon as he heard that I was taking him to see Lao Chen, he was so frightened that he shrank crazily and shook his body like a quail.
I said in a stern tone, "Tell me if you killed Lao Chen!"
"It wasn't me, it really wasn't me who did it..."
"You didn't do it. Why don't you have the courage to follow me to see Lao Chen? What did you do behind other people's backs?"
I was so angry that I grabbed Lao Song by the collar and angrily said,
"Three co-workers have died, and if you still refuse to tell the truth, you may be the next unlucky person. Don't think I don't know. Ever since you touched that coffin, you have been entangled with it. wrong?"
"you……"
Lao Song's cheeks were trembling and he looked at me in disbelief. He probably wanted to ask me how I knew.
I was too lazy to talk nonsense, so I lit a cigarette with a stern face, "The night before yesterday, Wang San died inexplicably in the toilet. I suspect that he was killed by the things in the coffin. Plus last night, a ghost visited Sun He held a fire ax and fought hard with me. I had successfully stopped him, but who knew he was still dead in the blink of an eye..."
I told what happened in the past two days, and Lao Song's face became increasingly ugly. He fell to the ground and said miserably,
"I really regret it. If I had known it, I wouldn't have allowed Lao Zhou to dig that graveyard."
"Who is Lao Zhou?"
I was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was one more person.
Lao Song asked me for a cigarette and smoked it fiercely for a few times. After he calmed down, he told me what happened intermittently.
Last week, during the Labor Day holiday, Lao Song originally invited some friends to play cards, but before going out, he received a call from Zhou Jianmin, the head of the warehouse management office.
"Zhou Jianmin is the supervisor of our construction site warehouse, and he is half my hometown. He told me on the phone that he had a project to make a fortune, and asked me if I would be interested in working with him."
Lao Song agreed without much thought. He returned to the construction site that night, found Zhou Jianmin, and asked him what projects he had in mind.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Jianmin actually took him to the hill behind the construction site. He pointed to a grave and said that the size of the grave was not small. It looked like it was left by a wealthy family in ancient times. There might be valuable goods underneath. He asked Lao Song if he had any. I don't have the guts to fight with him.
Lao Song was dumbfounded at the time, saying that digging people's graves would lead to the death of their descendants. Although he liked money, he was not greedy enough to make a fortune out of death.
Zhou Jianmin, however, looked disdainful and accused Lao Song of being timid, saying that the location of this tomb happened to be within the scope of construction in the second half of the year.
"Even if we don't dig out the grave, when the construction starts in the second half of the year, this place will still be bulldozed. If you don't want such a good opportunity to make a fortune, are you crazy?"
As soon as Lao Song put it all together, he felt that it made sense, and since he was tight on money recently, he agreed.
However, the grave was so large that it was difficult for just two people to dig it open, so Lao Song contacted three more helpers, namely Lao Chen, Wang San and Sun Wei.
Five people went up the mountain at night and dug up the cemetery together. Sure enough, they found a black coffin underneath. But when they pried the coffin up, an incredible scene happened.
As soon as the coffin came out of the pit, a thick black water seeped out from underneath. The smell was particularly unpleasant. Secondly, a dark red liquid oozed out of the soil that was turned out, and it looked like it was smeared with blood. Same.
At that time, Lao Song was very scared. He felt that the coffin was too evil and wanted to put it back.
But Zhou Jianmin, the planner, disagreed and insisted on forcing them to open the museum. He also threatened to surrender if they didn't comply. By then, everyone involved in digging graves would be imprisoned.
Lao Song had no choice but to open the coffin. After the coffin was pried open, a trail of cold white smoke came out from below!
The cold smoke was particularly weird, floating into the sky like pillars, scaring several people away from it.
It wasn't until the white smoke dispersed that they discovered a pile of long-corroded bones underneath. Several burial objects were scattered beside the bones, including a piece of yellow cloth, two pottery jars, and a jade jar. Bracelets, several pairs of gold and silver earrings.
After that, several people began to divide the loot. Zhou Jianmin took away the yellow cloth, Lao Song and Wang San took away the clay pot, and the bracelets and earrings were given to Lao Chen and Sun Wei to share equally.
The remaining coffin was a troublesome matter. Lao Song suggested re-burying it, but Sun Wei said that the coffin had been buried underground for so long, and it was only superficially rotten, but the inside was still intact, indicating that the material was very good and might be from the legend. The "Shenyin Wood" can be worth a lot of money if it is not kept intact.
So several people worked together and pushed the coffin into the warehouse behind the material room and locked it up, planning to find a suitable price after contacting the buyer.
At that time, Lao Song was so happy that he didn't even realize that he had gotten into a big trouble. He was looking forward to contacting the buyer as soon as possible and selling the antique jar at a good price.
Unexpectedly, just three days later, he received bad news.
First, Zhou Jianmin, who planned the tomb robbing operation, was found dead suddenly at home. The cause of death was particularly strange. He actually jumped into a wine bowl while drinking at home in the middle of the night and choked to death.
"I went to see the scene. The bowl of wine he drowned in was only as big as a palm. It should be said that he could drink it all in one gulp. How could a normal person drown in a bowl of white wine?"
When Lao Song said this, his body kept shaking, and there was a sense of horror in his tone.
Afterwards, he thought about it and felt that the strange coffin might have caused the incident, so he hurried back to the construction site and planned to get rid of the coffin.
Unexpectedly, after returning to the warehouse, Lao Song saw an even more horrifying scene.
I saw Lao Chen tying the coffin with a rope, carrying it on his shoulders, and walked straight out of the warehouse, carrying the coffin step by step toward the back mountain.
"I immediately chased after him, trying to get Lao Chen to put down the coffin, but guess what?"
Lao Song said in a trembling tone,
"This guy looks like he has lost his soul. He is carrying a coffin weighing more than 100 kilograms and actually walks on tiptoes. No matter what I tell him, he won't agree!"
Old Song watched helplessly as he carried the coffin and walked towards the ditch step by step, laughing as he walked, until he was knocked over by a wave and sank into the water with the coffin.
