Daomu Biji

The moonlight shone palely on the mountainside, and nothing could be seen around them, but they could hear all kinds of strange sounds coming from the depths of the dense forest in the ditch down the slope. This pit made Agui and the others stunned. The mountain people are superstitious and always think it is unlucky to see a coffin. They looked at each other. Agui had no idea and said to himself: If you see a coffin in the middle of the night, you have to wash your eyes when you go back.

Another man lay down and looked at it and said, Whose grave is this? Why was it dug so deep in the mountain?

No one answered him, Yun Cai was so frightened that he hid behind Menyou Ping.

I am certain that this must be an abandoned tomb, not the tomb of a wealthy family. It should date from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, because it cannot be too early for a coffin of this quality to be preserved to this day in an area with such abundant rain. Judging from the grass growing in the mud in the coffin, it means that the coffin has been exposed to the wild for at least a few years after being washed out by rain, and the bones inside must have been destroyed.

The pit is not big, so we looked with a flashlight and could not find any trace of Panma Daddy inside. No one is definitely there, but I feel like this might be the place where Panma hides things, because it is indeed very suitable for hiding things. The iron block Panma's son mentioned may be down there.

The dogs were still barking, making people irritated. Agui pulled the dogs away and let them wander around, then picked up branches and rummaged inside.

They didn't dare to go down into the pit. Ordinary people would be taboo about coffins, but the dog's reaction told us that there must be something in the hole. You definitely won't find it if you look for it this way.

I looked at the mountains here, and even a person like me, who only knew a little bit about Feng Shui, could tell that this place was definitely not suitable for burying people. This is the mountain pass, and all the water on the mountain will converge here, and it will take a few days for people to be buried here. This tomb cannot be the big tomb in Yangjiao Mountain that Fatty speculated. It can only be an ordinary barren mountain tomb, which should not be dangerous. So I told Agui not to disturb the situation, and Menyouping and I went down into the pit to dig through it.

I'm very familiar with the process of going down to a robbery hole, let alone turning over a coffin, not to mention I still have the stuffy oil bottle with me. Agui was very surprised, wondering how a city dweller like me could be so bold. Yun Cai looked at him eagerly, as if he couldn't react.

The two people went down into the pit one after another. Because the pit was on a slope, the walls of the pit were very shallow on one side and very high on the other. They could see the broken wall formed by the collapse of the hillside. Half of the coffin was embedded in the broken wall. It was quite big. Judging from the remaining paint on it, it is an old black wooden coffin. Half a foot of mud sank to the bottom of the tomb - either the soil here has settled, or the old coffin is extremely heavy.

This simple burial method is not affordable for ordinary people. The coffin seems to be commercial goods, and it may be the comprador of the former landlord here. The inside of the tomb was in a state of disrepair, and there was mud everywhere.

I don’t know if I was infected by the fat man, but my heartbeat started to accelerate when I saw the coffin. I told myself that I must act like an amateur at this time, otherwise I will easily be suspected by Agui and the others.

Meng Youping took the flashlight and pushed aside the weeds. After just looking around, we saw some blood stains from handprints in an inconspicuous place on the coffin. Mengyou asked me to help him take care of it. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture. The handprints on the coffin should have been glued on when he leaned over to balance his body. Mengyouping also squatted down, and there was a crack in the coffin below. Without thinking, he directly reached into the crack and started digging in the mud.

Listening to the sound of the mud churning, I felt hairs on my back. He just touched a few handfuls in the mud and pulled his hand out, holding something covered in mud. After shaking off the mud on it, we found that it was a plastic bag with blood stains on it, but after shaking the oil bottle a few times, we found that the plastic bag was empty.

How could this happen? I asked strangely, Where are the things?

The blood stains are fresh. He took the things away. Menyou Ping looked around and said calmly, It hasn't been long, he must be nearby.

So he came here to get something after he was injured? I breathed a sigh of relief. It was quite a distance from the injured place to here. Since he could walk over, the injury wouldn't be too serious.

The oil bottle was touched again, but nothing was found. We climbed up and I told Agui about the situation. An old hunter without a gun, although strong and experienced, would never be able to escape the attack of a leopard, and it was strange why he came here after being injured. He should have returned to the village immediately. He bled so much along the way, why did he come here to take away the iron block? Did he think it would be dangerous to put the iron block here?

We called the dog back, and with the ancient tomb as the center, several of us went looking around. One group of people went up the mountain, and another group of people followed the mountainside. The two of us followed Agui and his daughter to the bottom of the valley. I asked Yun Cai, apart from leopards, are there anything else in the forest that can attack people?

Yuncai said there used to be too many, but now they are all eaten. There used to be a lot of pythons, but now I haven't seen them for a long time. The ones that attack people are probably wild boars. However, wild boars are very timid and will only attack people when provoked. Father Panma is experienced and cannot possibly provoke wild boars without weapons.

I thought it was possible, but I still couldn't explain why Father Panma came here to take away the things. At this time, I had a vague suspicion in my heart, whether the danger Panma encountered was not an animal, but whether it was the mysterious people who burned the house who attacked him? While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a rapid barking from the direction of another group of people in the distance. ④Read on Tianshu Chinese website