We were talking, and before I knew it, it was daybreak. I was shocked. How could it be daybreak? I looked at my watch, and it was still past two o'clock. Damn, I was being tricked. It must be that the other party used the geomagnetic field to interfere with the watch hands, and the real time cannot be changed. It just made me feel panic and collapse.
But the enemy underestimated me. Am I so easy to collapse
At daybreak, the watch started to run normally again, the minute hand moved forward, and the group of dead ghosts waiting in the distance quietly left. Although I was determined to use the Fire Bell Curse to eliminate them all, the Yin virtue would be greatly damaged, which would affect the fate of reincarnation in the next life. Just like the ghosts in the ghost town, they should be sealed in the Ghost Yin Mountain forever. If they can be persuaded to reincarnate, that would be the best result.
Zhang Jinsheng relaxed and fell asleep. Shen Bing and I got up and stretched our arms and legs.
Looking at this strange forest, I wondered why the old woman buried Shen Bing here. Going into the forest again, I was horrified. I saw pieces of soft soil. I dug one of them and exposed the top of the head. I quickly buried it again. I don't know how many dead bodies are buried here, and I don't know how many were buried alive.
Why did they do this, killing so many people? This crime is simply heinous. Aren’t they afraid of angering God
Behind the woods was a steep cliff, one of the few high mountains in Mangshan. Looking up, one could not see the top of the mountain clearly. Walking out of the woods, standing on a high slope and looking around, it felt that the White Flower Valley was not far from here, almost in the middle of the tomb.
Shen Bing asked me if I would go back to Baihua Valley to look for Xiaoxue. I shook my head. That place should not be the real Red Flower Valley. Even we cannot take the risk again. Besides, after such a commotion, it is still unknown whether Baihua Valley will appear again.
When Zhang Jinsheng woke up, it was almost noon. We took out the bread and ham in our bags to fill our stomachs, and then followed him out of the mountain. We couldn't find Xiaoxue, and it was no use for a cat in the mountains, so we decided to send Zhang Jinsheng home and see if we could ask the ancestors for help at night.
After leaving the mountain, we went south to a town. The town was not big but prosperous. As the saying goes, "live by the mountain, live by the mountain, live by the water." They live by Beimang Mountain. The tourism business is not very good, but they make a living by buying and selling funerary objects. Zhang Jinsheng told me that some people in the town make a living by robbing tombs, and most people make a living by picking up treasures in the mountains and selling them.
Because there are many tombs in the mountains, some of them are exposed to the ground due to rain erosion and natural disasters, and some tombs are even built in the mountain walls. Sometimes mudslides occur and the tombs can be seen. Therefore, the treasures are washed out and buried in the mountains. If you are lucky, you will make a fortune if you encounter a bunch of funerary objects.
There is a man named Cao Minglu in the town. A few years ago, he went into the mountains and accidentally picked up a few jade discs. He sold them for nearly a million yuan and became rich overnight. There are many people like him, but other people may not be so lucky. They can pick up a few broken porcelain jars and sometimes sell them for a thousand or eight hundred yuan. There are always outsiders coming here to buy treasures.
Walking down the street, there are so many shops selling cultural relics on both sides. Most of the street vendors also sell cultural relics, but Zhang Jinsheng whispered to me that 80% of them are fake. Because more and more outsiders come here to collect antiques, the locals have started to forge them. For example, those ceramics are all fired in their own kilns, and then made to look very old to deceive those half-knowledgeable buyers. Now the real good goods are all sold through cultural relic brokers.