I turned around hastily and saw a man in his fifties, hiding in a corner with a sly look on his face, spying over here. I finally saw someone, and I breathed a sigh of relief. If I hadn't seen anyone here in broad daylight, I would have suspected that he had returned to Baihua Valley.
We put the tablet back in place and took Shen Bing out. When the man saw us coming out, he turned around and left in a hurry.
"Uncle, please stay!" Damn, this feels a bit similar to what the monk says, "Uncle, please stay!" I hate those fake bald donkeys who cheat people out of their money for incense and incense the most!
The uncle looked back at us with a look of surprise and wonder, but he still stopped.
We walked up to him quickly and said with a smile: "Uncle, we came to Celi Village to visit our relatives. We haven't seen each other for many years..."
The uncle was straightforward and interrupted me directly: "Who are you looking for? Just tell me directly."
"Zhang Xuehan..."
When the uncle heard the name, his face immediately changed color and he turned around and walked away without even saying hello. I hurriedly took a few steps to catch up with him, frowned and asked, "What's wrong, uncle? Is this person dead?"
"Nonsense, this guy has been dead for hundreds of years." The uncle looked angry, as if blaming us for deliberately playing a trick on him.
Shen Bing and I looked at each other. I didn't expect that this woman had been dead for so long. That's right, otherwise how could the old woman be over a hundred years old? It seems to be true.
I laughed again and said, "Don't worry, uncle. Our ancestors only left us this name. We know he must be quite old, so come and visit him."
The uncle stopped walking, looked around to see if there was anyone, and said in a low voice: "Although she is gone, her mother is still alive. But she is not in the village now, so you'd better come at night." After that, he turned around and left.
Shen Bing and I followed him again and asked, "Where did the old lady go? She is so old, can she still walk?"
The uncle curled his lips and said: "He is very strong and has lived for more than a hundred years. He is almost becoming..." He stopped here and added to him in my heart, you old witch!
"I don't know what she often does during the day, but she is never at home and only comes back at night. And... there are often strange noises outside her door at night, and no one dares to come to her house." The uncle said with a look of horror. He must have known about the ghost pushing the millstone, but he didn't dare to mention it.
"Oh, so that's the case. Are there any other mysterious old ladies like her in your village?" I asked.
The uncle suddenly had a suspicious look on his face, looked at me and asked, "Why are you asking this?"
I quickly smiled and said, "Nothing, just asking casually, out of curiosity."
The uncle stopped again and said to us with a sigh, "There are more than a dozen weird old ladies in our village, all of them are over a hundred years old and have no descendants. They are not in the village during the day, acting mysterious and nobody knows what they do, but all the lights are on in the house at night. We once told people from other villages about this weird thing, but they didn't believe us and said we were crazy. Later, we got used to it and never mentioned it to anyone again. It's not entirely true that people from other villages don't believe it. For many years, no one dared to visit relatives and friends in our village."
"Then did my relative Zhang Xuehan die unjustly?" I asked him in a low voice.
When he heard that, his face changed again. He widened his eyes and shook his head, saying: "I don't know. Anyway, it's a very weird story. Whoever talks about it will be possessed. You'd better ask your old relative. I have something to do and I'm leaving first. Don't follow me, okay!" He walked forward in a hurry, as if he was running for his life.
We watched the uncle's figure disappear in the alley in a panic, and an inexplicable fear arose in our hearts. Whoever said that was possessed by evil spirits, it was too powerful, right
"The old woman is not at home during the day. Is she in Baihua Valley?" Shen Bing said in a low voice.
I think it's possible, but now that I can't find out the truth, I dare not rashly enter that corpse-raising ground. It's possible that this time we will both be sent to the evil tomb, or buried alive, which would be terrible.
"Let's go to Baihua Valley and take a look." Shen Bing pushed me gently.
I shook my head, touched my nose and walked forward a few steps slowly, then turned back and walked to the stone mill on the side of the old woman's door. Around the stone millstone, there was a brown strip of land, which formed a huge contrast with the yellow soil. Needless to say, it was often trampled by ghosts, and ordinary ghosts did not have this ability.
Suddenly I looked down and found a pair of high heels under the millstone. I took it out and saw that it was quite fashionable. I was stunned. An old woman of this age, wouldn't she like to act young like Aunt Niu? Shen Bing grabbed it and looked at it for a few times.
"They are imitation brand-name shoes. They are everywhere on Taobao and very cheap."
I thought it was wrong. No matter how expensive the shoes were, she had bound feet and couldn't wear them. It must have been left by another woman. I noticed a faint drop of blood on the right side of the door. I walked over and found that it had dried up and seeped into the soil. If I didn't look carefully, it would be hard to find.
I searched further and saw another drop in the corner of the room. Shen Bing ran over with her high heels and asked what I had found. I pointed at the bloodstains on the ground and she whispered, "Weren't they buried alive? Why did they bleed them first?"
I frowned and said, "You were sleeping like a dead pig, so there's no need to bleed you. This could be a conscious person who struggled desperately and was killed."
"Bah, how can your dead pig be so pretty?" Shen Bing cursed with glaring eyes.
Following the blood trail, I climbed up the hillside and found that the bloodstains on the hillside became thicker and thicker until I crossed the hill. The mountains here are not very high, basically all hills, so it didn't take much effort to climb the mountain. Then I followed the blood trail eastward for a while and entered a forest. Damn it, this forest is where Shen Bing was buried alive.
Following the blood trail, we finally reached a patch of soft soil and the rescuer disappeared. The dead person must be underneath. We turned around and looked around. Except for the gloomy atmosphere in the forest, we didn't find anything wrong. So we ran out of the woods. The bayonet I brought out of the tomb was still there, so we picked it up and used it to dig the pit.
A naked female corpse was dug out from below!
She had a nice figure, but she had a bad fate. When we saw her face, we were shocked. Her face was scratched all over, with her skin and flesh turned upside down. It was quite tragic. Except for her face, the rest of her body was basically intact. It seemed that the blood was dripping down her face. It was very likely that she was carried here and buried alive after her face was scratched!
I gritted my teeth and thought to myself that the old woman was too cruel. Burying someone alive was already very cruel, but before she died, she had to scratch her face like this, making it impossible to recognize her original appearance. Obviously, this woman was known to everyone in the neighborhood, and she didn't want people to recognize her!