Unknown to be a coincidence or other reasons, the entire grave mountain suddenly began to wind, although it was not too big, it still wrapped the faint blue smoke above the graveyard and drifted towards the executors**.
The nameless eyes narrowed slightly, he was thinking about whether there were any loopholes and abnormalities in Uncle Chen's words.
But in the end he failed, and his ignorance of the cemetery and the funeral rules made Wuming always at a disadvantage in the secret confrontation with Uncle Chen.
He couldn't tell whether Chen Shugong's words had any other purpose.
Wuming looked in the direction of Uncle Chen, and then asked, "What is the master tomb?"
Chen Shugong pointed to the cemetery below, "Although this cemetery looks like a lot of tombs, it is actually divided into zones. For example, on the slope below our feet, there are 15 old tombs, of which 14 tombstones are made of wooden signs. Only one is made of rock.
Through the material of the tombstone, the main tomb can be easily distinguished. "
"What you need to do is to kowtow to buy a way in front of each master grave!" Chen Shugong once again explained in detail the work that the nameless needs to do.
Hearing this, Wuming looked down again, as expected.
In each old tomb, there will be a unique tombstone. Their tombs are larger in size, and the tombstones are more delicately made, so they are indeed easy to identify.
He simply counted, if he ran straight to Chen Huanxi's tomb from here, he would pass by about 7 main tombs. Remember URL
If you just kowtow to buy a road, Wuming won't take it to heart, as long as you can complete the task, then you don't need to bother about it.
But obviously, these seven main graves will definitely not go too smoothly, and there may be some of them, causing emergencies.
Wuming lowered his head and thought for a while, "If the grave master doesn't let us pass, what solution is there?"
Uncle Chen no longer looked at Wuming, and looked at the graveyard with his back hand. "Most of these grave owners knew me during his lifetime, and they might betray me. If it doesn't work, I will tell you how to do it at that time."
Chen Shugong's remarks were reasonable and reasonable, as if they were always thinking about the executor, but it was completely different in the ears of the nameless.
These old graves are the grave owners, but they are actually a group of evil spirits!
Everyone knows that if evil spirits can really kill people, how can they recognize you
Moreover, these evil spirits are obviously the people who died in Taohua Village over the years, which is very contradictory.
Within the scope of the mission location, the dominance of the mission evil spirit is absolutely unparalleled, which means that if there is a mission evil spirit, it is impossible for other evil spirits to appear!
But why listen to Chen Shugong's meaning, these so-called grave masters still block the way, obviously they have consciousness... Isn't this an evil spirit
Wuming only felt that his mind was about to explode. Now there are too many weird and unreasonable phenomena, and he can't analyze it at all with his ability, but now he is on the line.
Regardless of the main tomb in front, or the owner of the tomb, you have to go for it!
Just when he was unspeakable and diligent, Chen Shugong came to him with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, if it is really that dangerous, the previous funerals will not be able to be done. Just follow me. Doing the said rules will not cause major problems."
The nameless eyes glanced slightly at the hands that Uncle Chen put on his shoulders, which indeed belonged to the palms of elderly people.
It was dry and sallow, with clear bones and loose skin, but the most unusual thing was his almost half-finger nails, which shone white in the night.
Wuming frowned, his palms are so old, why are the nails so round and shiny...
Uncle Chen didn't have much dislike for the nameless gaze, and he didn't deliberately cover it up. After a while, he retracted the back of his hand and said, "It's time for us to start."
"This... ... "
Rong Chuan, John, and Huang Hui, who were still silent on the side, were not quite sure at this time. They thought they would arrive at the grave immediately and could go back after the burial.
But I didn’t expect to come up with kowtowing and buying roads and other things about the tomb. They also listened to the words of Wuming and Chen Shugong. Although Chen Shugong said that nothing would happen, they knew in their hearts that this was in the task. In, many incredible and terrible things can happen.
Rong Chuan glanced at the ropes on the ground, then glanced at the pitch-black coffin lying quietly on the ground, and swallowed.
He looked at Wuming with some hesitation, weighing whether to inform him of the abnormality he had discovered before, but he didn't know if it was an illusion after his physical loss.
While others were thinking, he came to the side of the coffin and slowly placed his palm on the coffin board. As soon as it fell on it, a cold and cold as if not in this world ran straight down his nails. To the bottom of his heart.
Rong Chuan took a breath of cold air to himself, and drew his palm back abruptly. The look at the coffin became more and more frightened, but he still remained a little puzzled.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to tell Wuming these words.
But when he turned his head, a face with white eyebrows and white beard suddenly appeared in front of him. The original feeling of fairy wind was completely destroyed by the perennial gloom and sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.
Uncle Chen's eyes flickered, he stared straight at Rong Chuan, opened his mouth and said softly: "You are not lifting the coffin, what are you rubbing against?"
Rong Chuan was originally very afraid of Uncle Chen, this kind of inhuman existence had long made him resist. At this time, he was so close, and he could feel the coldness radiating from under the black robe.
He couldn't help but shudder, suffocating his mouth, didn't say a word, glanced at the nameless direction, and finally chose to hide it for the time being.
After taking a deep look at him, Uncle Chen told the others: "Let's start."
Wuming frowned and looked at the graveyard below, without speaking.
John, Huang Hui, and Rong Chuan hesitated again and again, after all, it was a pity to give up at the door. After a short rest, several people took up the ropes again and were ready to lift the coffin!
Anonymous leaning on a stick, he wanted to call Xu Lang, after all, most of the executors were with him, and the consequences would be extremely serious if he mishandled it.
Picking up the cell phone, after hesitating for a while, he dialed Xu Lang's cell phone number.
Toot toot...
Due to the deep mountains, the signal and network are extremely poor, and the dialing interface is finally displayed after a long period of ringing.
However, no one answered at all since then.
Wuming frowned slightly. Xu Lang and Gu Chunxia stayed behind in Taohua Village. It stands to reason that the danger is not too great, especially at the beginning of the mission, but why did he not answer the phone
You know, this is not because it is not connected or shut down, but no one answers at all!
This difference is too big, and Wuming's heart is a little flustered. Could it be that Xu Lang has encountered something unexpected
Just as he was thinking about it, the voice of Uncle Chen who was not far away sounded: "You are ready to go, you are ready!"
Wuming took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed the worries in his heart. After all, it was Xu Lang. At the beginning of the current mission, unexpected situations were not too big.
And what he has to face next is the real problem!
The nameless put the mobile phone back in his pocket, leaning on the crutches, looking down at the graveyard shrouded in faint blue smoke, with a cold face, he responded to Chen Shugong and others.
The group began to officially come to the graveyard!
Among the four people carrying the coffin, Uncle Chen has come to the front and is in front with John. Obviously, when going downhill, the two people in front of the coffin are under the greatest pressure, so Uncle Chen took the initiative to change one with Rong Chuan. position.
Rong Chuan and Huang Hui were behind the hall, Wuming stood in the middle of the four, and walked parallel to the coffin.
A few people were cautious, and the face of John in front was flushed. Although his physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, he is already a little exhausted after long-term physical work. At this time, he is completely gritted his teeth and has no time to look forward with his head buried. .
And Uncle Chen still looked tired at all, with no abnormalities on his face, and his complexion walked forward as usual.
Rong Chuan and Huang Hui behind, although their pressure was not too great when they went downhill, they are now at the end of the battle and want to leave here as soon as possible.
Wuming itself is a waste of half-faced body, it is more laborious when going downhill, and it will slip down if you are not careful.
So now Uncle Chen is the only one who can play a leading role.
After walking for about two or three minutes, Chen Shugong in front suddenly stopped, and the four people carrying the coffin stood still. Chen Shugong pointed to a large old grave in front of him, completely blocking the road ahead.
The dark blue tombstone has been corroded by loess not much.
Namelessly took a closer look, and barely recognized the first few words, "Chen Ze..."
The following words are completely invisible.
Anonymous and no nonsense, he passed directly over Chen Shugong and others, came to the front of the old grave, slowly knelt down, and knocked three heads as usual, then twisted three paper money out of his arms and waved them into the wind. in.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, the three paper money swirled in the air, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly landed on the grave bag behind.
Uncle Chen said from the rear: "The grave master has allowed us to cross the road. Let's continue."
Wuming was a little puzzled, and he looked at the old tomb again, but he still didn't find anything special, except that it occupies a larger area and surrounded by stones, making it more regular.
At this time, the three paper money fell steadily on the grave, and they didn't even move in the cold wind drifting around.
Then he walked past four or five main tombs one after another, and Wuming came to the second to last main tomb on the way to Chen Huanxi's tomb.
Wuming had already been fully familiar with this set of rules on the previous road. He began to kneel before the grave as usual, solemnly knocked three heads, and said a few words in his heart. Then he took out three paper money from his arms and slammed into the sky. One sprinkle.
But this time, the paper money did not float from the sky to the grave, but fell weakly and directly to the foot of the nameless.
Wuming was panicked when he saw this place for no reason, and was about to check it out, but suddenly he felt that something cold and cold suddenly grabbed his calf.
Then a violent force came from under the black and yellow graveyard, Wuming felt that his whole body seemed to be unable to raise the least resistance, and he fell directly to the ground, and his whole body began to be madly caught in the graveyard. under! (End of this chapter)