Most of his gray hair has fallen out, and his face, which should have been covered in wrinkles, looks a bit smooth because of the swelling.

There were no pupils, only pale eyes staring at me.

Even though I saw a lot of ghosts, I still felt nervous.

After all, my grandfather is not with me this time.

However, what I didn't expect was that the other person just glanced at me and then turned to look at the wall.

This is somewhat insulting.

The tension in my heart calmed down because of the other party's strange behavior. I glanced at the wall, then stretched my head out of the door and looked at the wall on the other side.

There is nothing strange about the originally white walls except for some dust.

"A ghost is affected by obsession and cannot do inexplicable things. But what does it mean to kneel on this wall?"

The third uncle chose to move the grave because of his mother's dream, but also because of his mother's dream, he didn't dare to move it casually, so he first found his grandfather and then me.

There is nothing wrong with Third Uncle, everything he does is because of his mother.

And his mother did not harm anyone, but reminded the village chief and others, causing the village chief and others to misunderstand grandpa.

Although he did bad things, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with his mother's original intention.

Could it be that with the planted locust tree...

Wait, dream!

In the third uncle's dream, his mother occupied someone else's house. If this kneeling is because of apology, then this wall is related to the owner of the tomb with white fingers.

So what happened to Big Viagra, was it also because of this wall?

I looked at the thickness of the wall, and there was no possibility of hiding a corpse. Besides, no one knew about the tomb except my grandfather. It should be an old tomb.

Most likely, someone built something into the wall.

"Xiaolong, are you okay? We can't control it anymore."

While I was still thinking about it, the village chief shouted outside.

At first glance, several strong men were sweating profusely and their faces were red.

"immediately."

After replying, I picked up the wooden stick dropped by the strong man on the ground and smashed it against the wall.

After the muffled sound, a shallow depression appeared on the wall.

I obviously overestimated my own strength.

"Tell someone to smash the wall."

After yelling, I closed the door directly.

The moment the door was closed, the third uncle stopped struggling and resumed his kneeling position again.

Several of them were lying on the ground as if exhausted from sweating.

The village chief wiped the sweat off his head: "Xiaolong, smash the wall?"

"There is something in this wall. Call the six boys up and smash the wall. Don't hurt the third uncle and his mother."

"Auntie?"

"Well, I'm kneeling behind the wall."

The village chief hesitated to speak, nodded, ran to the window, and shouted below: "Sixth Son, bring everyone up and smash the wall."

There were people on both sides of the wall, and everyone was very careful when smashing.

It wasn't until after six o'clock in the evening that the wall that I smashed into the wall began to loosen.

As Liu Zi smashed a hole in the wall, everyone saw the third uncle's mother in the room.

The movements of his hands stopped subconsciously.

"Don't stop, it's a ghost. Just be careful not to hit her or Third Uncle."

"That, that, what we are afraid of are ghosts."

I hesitated, but the village chief kicked the strong man who spoke hard: "I'm afraid of you. Damn it. Think about your wife and children. Whether they will be safe tonight depends on now."

The village chief's words made everyone speed up immediately.

A big hole was quickly punched into the wall. When I saw a touch of cyan among the red bricks, I immediately stopped everyone.

I stepped forward and took out a group of bricks and placed them in front of me. Among the several red bricks that were still bonded together by cement, there was a patterned blue brick mixed in.

The pattern is very simple, in the shape of a dragon.

"Who is so wicked as to use bricks from tombs to build walls for others?"

The village chief recognized the origin of Qing Brick and immediately cursed.

I shook my head, very confused.

The village chief was right, these were indeed bricks used to build the tomb.

But what I am confused about is, could my idea be wrong again? What is buried under this grave is not a person who was dismembered, but is it really a large ancient tomb?

Moreover, it is an ancient tomb from the Han Dynasty. During the Han Dynasty, dragon-related decorations often appeared on the tomb walls and funerary objects.

Dragon patterns were mostly related to the concept of ascension to heaven in the Han Dynasty.

However, this dragon pattern seems to be soaring and hunting, with its body slender and curved like a snake, and its mouth wide open. However, there is no matching immortal official, so the significance of guarding the tomb and warding off evil spirits is more important.

An ancient tomb that was suppressed in the Han Dynasty...

My scalp suddenly felt numb.

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, the village chief asked in a low voice: "Xiaolong, what's wrong? My aunt is still here."

I raised my head and happened to look into the eyes of my third uncle's mother.

After taking a look at the already dark sky, I gritted my teeth and said, "Grandma, I am Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong, the grandson of Huang Shang. I am here to move your grave. Chief, do you have any paper money?"

The village chief shook his head: "You didn't ask us to take care of you either."

"Go and get it immediately, Sixth Son, and carry the prepared coffin over. Also, clear the ancestral hall. We will invite Third Uncle's mother to the ancestral hall."

Everyone took action.

I looked at Third Uncle's mother: "Old man, don't worry, I will take care of this matter. I will move your grave early tomorrow morning. Please rest in peace. After all, you don't want to see Third Uncle like this."

I pointed at my third uncle, who was covered in dust from the wall.

The old man's head slowly turned to his third uncle, and then he looked over again: "Thank you."

I opened my mouth for the first time and took a deep breath. Just when I was about to give it a try, I heard my third uncle's mother continue: "But we pissed her off."

The smile on my face shrank again before it fully spread, and I asked: "Do you know who she is?"

Third Uncle's mother shook her head and repeated: "We made her angry."

"No, she's not angry."

I'm not trying to comfort him casually. After all, when I used the ground probe before, the other party didn't show any intention of being stubborn.

But the third uncle's mother still repeated the same sentence: "We made her angry."

Frowning, I didn't explain any more, but tried to follow what the other person said: "Why did we anger her?"

"We dug her grave and asked us to press her down. We made her angry."

I subconsciously looked at the blue bricks on the ground that were still glued to other bricks, and then turned to look at the pale village chief: "Village Chief, someone in the village dug an ancient tomb?"

The village chief shook his head: "No."

"It's impossible, otherwise where would these green bricks come from?"

"This?" The village chief shook his head: "I really haven't heard of anyone digging an ancient tomb. As for these blue bricks? Wait a minute."

The village chief pulled over a strong man who was hiding aside to catch his breath: "When Dawei's family built the house, you built the wall, right? What happened to the blue bricks?"

The strong man didn't dare to look into the room at all. He lowered his head and said, "I, I only repaired the lower part. Later, didn't Dawei's cousin come to help? The second floor was repaired by his family themselves."

Looking at the wall where a hole had been smashed, I said, "Village Chief, how does Big Viagra make money?"
Chapter completed!