This time, we are going to dig the grave, to make it clear, it is not the legendary tomb robbery, nor is it the kind of gold-touching captain you imagine, who specializes in digging up the gold and silver treasures in the tomb to make a fortune. Let you dig the grave this time, this is the essence of implementing the above ......"
The old song said:"The above knew that this was not appropriate, but the village really didn't have any money, so we had no choice but to go up the mountain to find the ownerless grave. "
Captain Qu didn't come to investigate the theft of the little piglet. We breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately a cold air swished straight to the head: digging graves, digging the tombs of people's ancestors, isn't this doing damage to yin virtue and insulting the eight generations of ancestors.
We educated youths came to the countryside in Quanbatu and did everything, but we never dug up people's graves.
The old song told everyone not to ask anything, to listen to his words and work, and now take advantage of the night to go up the mountain without knowing it! Then, Lao Qu almost drove us out of the dormitory and touched the mountain.
The tombs are generally built on the top of the North Mountain, which is a vein of Daqing Mountain, approaching the side of the mountain, looking at the black mountain in the distance, as if shrouded by a mysterious shadow, looming. The whole mountain exudes a chilling and eerie atmosphere, which makes people can't help but feel creepy.
In the history of our whole Batu Village brigade, there have never been high-ranking officials and nobles, nor have there been special rich and rich people, not even a decent big landlord, in this kind of poor place, there is nothing valuable in the tombs, and we talked about the story of digging up the tomb and stealing treasures along the way.
As you climb the mountain, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkling a cold glow. In the silence of the night, a wild cemetery appeared in front of me, and the wild cemetery exuded a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.
The wild cemetery is surrounded by a grove of trees, and the shadows of the trees sway in the moonlight, as if dancing with countless ghosts. Tombstones loom in the background.
At this moment, the icy night breeze gently whipped the weeds on the cemetery, making a rustling sound, as if someone was whispering something. There was a faint smell of rancid smell in the air, mixed with the smell of earth and grass, which made people feel an inexplicable oppression.
The inscriptions on the tombstones appear indistinct in the moonlight, as if shrouded in a thin veil. Some of the tombstones have been tilted, others have been broken.
Suddenly, the cries of two night owls pierced the silence of the night sky, and we felt what was creepy and what was terrifying.
Lao Qu beckoned us to immediately start demolishing the tomb with stones and bricks. At this time, Lao Qu told us the purpose of demolishing the bricks and stones of the tomb.
Recently, one was placed above"Sanjian spirit": Build pigsties, cattle pens, toilets.
Engage in this "three constructions.""We need a lot of bricks and stones, because we are poor and white in Batu Village, and we can't take out a penny to buy bricks and stones, so the cadres of the village brigade are poor and think about change, and come up with a way to use local materials: dig up the old tomb and take out the bricks in the old tomb for the living to use.
This was a great idea to do big things without spending money in the climate. The tombs of the first generation of the whole Ba Rabbit, a layer of bricks must be built outside the coffin, and digging such an old tomb can take out six or seven hundred high-quality green bricks.
The village immediately mobilized the members and asked them to go up the mountain to the cemetery. The members of the club exploded when they heard it! Digging up people's cemeteries is a matter of damaging yin virtue and disrespecting the ancestors, which is breaking the feng shui and destroying the incense of future generations.
The villagers resolutely opposed the excavation of the grave, and Lao Qu also completed the task of going to the peak and had to give the order to die. I don't know which little Zhuge Liang is like a person who lacks virtue and smokes, and came up with an idea: let the educated youth do this kind of work, they will leave the village in the future, and if someone pursues the **, they will take the educated youth as the lever.
Lao Qu happened to encounter us stealing piglets on the road, but he didn't make a sound. Lao Qu knows that if he exposes us, once he annoys us, it will bring endless trouble, and at the same time, it will be easy to use us in the future to leave a handle.
Mom screamed:"I'm stepping on the bone! "Someone shouted.
Everyone looked to the ground, and a pile of white Huahua's remains were scattered aside.
We found a tomb with a lot of masonry, this tomb is a duplex multi-storey tower, also full of signs of collapse and sedimentation, visually about ten floors, made of countless small wooden buildings overlapping and long, looking at the overall shape is very much like a complex pyramid, we see the dilapidated roof of the upper floors, the part of the building at the bottom of the ditch is hidden in the dark, this appearance is particularly abrupt in the field of vision, this kind of tomb is probably owner.
Lao Qu let's hurry to find the next grave.
We found a slightly leveler tomb, and when we saw it, it was decades old, and no one had come to worship it.
We began to dig with shovels, and with each shovel and pickaxe, the trees next to us swayed and wept.
We were terrified, but we couldn't back down, if anyone flinched at the critical moment, Captain Qu had already announced that the return to the city target would be canceled.
We held our breath and dug into the pale grave. The dry trees were still rattling, and it seemed as if a few black hands were grabbing at the top of our heads. (To be continued).