For this reason, the leadership of the Eighth Office finally decided to place the tomb in Shenwu Mountain.
After deciding on the address, the leaders of the Eighth Office recruited a group of craftsmen to open the mountain. In Wang Jiong’s words, the process of opening the mountain was extremely easy. Just using the bombing cannon commonly used in our rural areas, he opened a six-meter-high cave. Later, it was digging the mountain.
The strange thing is that the eighth office did not hollow out Shenwu Mountain, but started digging under Shenwu Mountain. After a full year of digging, the outline of a mausoleum was formed.
As soon as the outline came out, the leaders of the Eighth Office removed the artisans, and from the brigade of the Eighth Office, they drew a lot of people and went to the mausoleum to start arranging various institutions, secret passages, and mazes. s things.
At first, there was nothing strange when arranging these things, but just before the completion of the mausoleum, the person who arranged the organization said that before the completion of the tomb of Dafan, a troupe had to come to Shenwu Mountain to sing a big show. The evil spirit, the second is to consecrate the tomb!
Ever since, I invited a theater troupe to sing a big opera at the entrance of the tomb.
It’s strange to say that on the night when the troupe sang the big show, many villagers in Shenwushan rushed over to watch the show, watching, watching, and they didn’t know whether it was the people who sang the big show offended the gods or Shenwushan. Those villagers offended the gods, and without warning, a large group of old crows flew up in the sky, crushed by darkness, flapping their wings and blocking the water surrounding Shenwu Mountain.
Suddenly, the entire mid-air resounded with the extremely stern cry of the old crow, and wave after wave was overwhelmed.
As soon as this situation broke out, those actors who sang big dramas dared to continue singing and ran away, and the villagers of Shenwushan did the same, rushing back one by one.
It's okay not to run. In this run, the old crows didn't know what was going on. First they screamed, and then they started to pull bird shit. (Off-topic: There is a saying on our side that bird feces have occupied the body for three years. If you want to dispel this curse, you have to ask for a hundred rice, and then cook the rice and eat it in three days. , To dispel this curse.)
In an instant, those bird dung rustled down like rain, and within a moment, it was an unusually lively place. It immediately turned into an open space, leaving a place for bird dung to talk to some people in the eighth office. Wang Jiong was among them at the time.
He asked Xie Leiting, the person in charge of the mausoleum at the time, and asked him what to do.
Then Xie Leiting told him that there should be something in Shenwu Mountain that attracted these old crows.
Who would have thought that when the voice just fell, those old crows hovering in the air... actually... actually made a cry like a baby, extremely sad, and the ears were extremely uncomfortable, like a lonely ghost in the ear Whispers are average.
When Wang Jiong said this, his whole person was shaking. In his words, he had never heard such a stern sound in his entire life. It was like thousands of children floating in the air and crying.
If it was like this, Wang Jiong would not come to me.
However, just after the old crows cried, the entire mid-air began to rain heavily, and the raindrops fell on the ground drop by drop, like a falling arrow.
Watching this heavy rain, Wang Jiong felt a little strange. The sky was full of old crows. How did these raindrops come from? So he reached out his hand to catch a little rain and put it in his mouth.
Where is the heavy rain, it is clearly the tears of the old crow.
Upon discovering this phenomenon, Wang Jiong was almost not scared to death. As we all know, tears appear in the eyes of animals, especially birds, and there are no tears at all.
However, now the black crows are crying collectively, still so ferocious, like heavy rain.
Rao is the people of the eighth office, all of them are as deep as iron, and they dare not even speak out.
However, the matter did not end there. After about two or three minutes of tears, the old crows collectively ran into the mountain wall above the entrance of the tomb, and the scene of the old crows committing suicide was staged.
In less than a moment, all the old crows that were still hovering in the air hit and died on the mountain wall. The original blue mountain wall was stunned by the blood of the old crows, and the entrance to the tomb was piled up by tens of thousands. The old crow of the plan blocked the entire entrance very tightly and airtight, and the ground was like after a war, except for blood, it was still blood.
That Wang Jiong was standing by the entrance at the time. He looked at all of this. He only felt that his scalp was numb, and he could not bear the fear. He picked up an old crow and found that the old crow’s eyes were extremely sharp and straight. Staring at the entrance of the mausoleum.
In this situation, the people in Office Eight wanted to run away, but as the person in charge of the tomb, Xie Leiting would never allow this to happen. First he shouted at those who were going to leave, and then killed them. People began to clean up the bodies of the old crows.
Ordinarily, it should be easy to clean the corpses of the old crows, but, strangely, when they cleaned the corpses, the blood of the old crows actually spilled into the tomb.
According to Wang Jiong, when digging the tomb, they considered the rainwater to seep into the tomb on a rainy day. They deliberately set the entrance about ten centimeters higher than the ground and did some waterproofing works at the entrance.
Even so, those old crow blood still spilled in.
Regarding this, I was very puzzled, so I asked him how the old crow blood spilled in.
He glanced up at me and said with a trembling voice: "Brother Luo, I don't hide it from you. The situation is really impossible to express in words. If you really want to say, I can only say that the water flows down. It's wrong."
As soon as I heard it, I frowned. According to him, there must be something wrong with the blood of the old crows. After all, it is a constant fact that the water flows to the bottom, so I asked him: "What happened then?"
He seemed to think of something terrifying, his face suddenly changed, and he trembled and said: "Later, all of us cleaned up the old crow's body, and found...found...found that the whole mausoleum was like a blood tomb, whether it was a wall or The passages, even the organs arranged are all red, as if they were soaked in blood."
Hearing this, my brow furrowed even more, the blood of the old crow spilled in, and the whole mausoleum became a blood tomb. This is more than evil! It's simply appalling.
I asked Wang Jiong what was going on.
He said that the person in the eighth office had checked it and had no idea what was going on.
At this time, I became curious, and even the people in the eighth office couldn't find it out. Even if you ask me, it's useless!
I asked this question.
Then Wang Jiong stared at me deeply, and said solemnly: "Brother Luo, what I just said was only what happened outside. Once I tell you what happens next, I'm afraid you will...would not sit still."
"What's the matter?" I asked with great curiosity.
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