It was unexpected that so many dead bones were dug out, and even the old man did not expect it.

There is no way to remove so many dead bones, and the dead bones are mixed together, so I don’t know who is whose thigh bone.

There were also long centipedes emerging from the black eye sockets, and an unpleasant smell filled the air. The old man quickly let people spread and let people cover their noses and don't smell this smell.

Ning Shu took a group of children away.

The old man's face turned blue and he couldn't help but rub his forehead. The smell was dissipated for a while, and someone filled the pit.

The old man asked the old man: "What should we do with these bones?"

Keep it for the soup and drink it, the old man frowned and "buried."

"The safest thing now is to move, don't live here." The old man said, "choose a place to repair the house again."

"A few families around you have moved, look for me when you look at the feng shui of the Yang House." said the old man.

There were so many dead people under my feet, and I was so nervous that I thought about it. Several families around me asked the old man to show their own feng shui and wanted to move.

Although the business was ruined, the old man asked them to move quickly and rebuild the house must depend on Feng Shui.

When the soil was buried, the old man swept some glutinous rice into the soil and added a formation.

After doing these things, the old man packed his things with a worried face and prepared to go back. Ning Shu followed the old man with a bunch of radish heads.

Ning Shu was deeply confused and asked the old man: "Master, this doesn't seem like a burial of ten thousand people."

Around the burial of thousands of people, evil spirits and resentment will gather. Once a person falls into such a magnetic field, he will not die if he goes crazy.

It can be said that birds fly away in thousands of mountains and people die in thousands of paths.

However, there are still several families living around here, and there is no abnormality, and there is basically no evil spirit or resentment.

Too unusual.

"So many people are buried here, there will be resentment." The old man tightened his brows.

Ning Shu asked: "Then where have these resentment, evil spirits gone? Could it be that others have absorbed them?"

"This is what I'm worried about." The old man sighed, "What will this evil spirit produce?"

Ning Shu instantly remembered the Ghost King Feng Yin, the power that he could devour the soul.

When he returned to the Taoist temple, the old man changed the Taoist robe on his body, looking a little worried.

Ning Shu said: "Master, do you want me to check the county annals and see what the origin of this burial of ten thousand people is?"

"Master, how long do you think this ten thousand people have been buried?" Ning Shu asked.

The old man touched his beard, "Following the degree of corrosion of the bones, it is probably not long since."

Ning Shu frowned tightly. There was no such thing in the plot. At this time, Tao Qin had already gone out to practice and never came back after going out.

I don't know if there is such a burial of ten thousand people.

Ning Shu felt that it was necessary to check the county annals. In this pit, there were not only people's corpses, but also pieces of armor, and swords, guns and arrows.

This is very likely to be an ancient army buried here.

Feng Yin once angrily killed many people a thousand years ago, in order to avenge the heroine and then commit suicide by committing suicide.

Maybe there were Feng Yin's corpse in those coffins.

Various thoughts flashed through Ning Shu's mind, and he wanted to check the county annals, but there was no way.

Ning Shu said to the old man: "Master, let's check the county annals."

"Okay, master, I have a way." The old man touched his beard and took Ning Shu to the county government. He found a relationship and said he wanted to read the county annals.

Ning Shu and the old man were taken to the county government’s archives room and told them to check it out by themselves.

There was a computer. Ning Shu turned on the computer and searched for the burial of ten thousand soldiers in the file.

It depends on whether there were any troops passing here a thousand years ago.

When the old man saw Ning Shu knows computers, he was a little surprised, "You know this more?"

Ning Shu smiled and said, "Actually, I often sneak to Internet cafes to surf the Internet."

Old man: →_→

The family can’t make a fuss, so it’s better to buy a sesame cake for online money, and it’s a prodigal child.

Ning Shu entered the search keywords and found a lot of files. Ning Shu opened these files one by one and browsed them.

The old man looked around and asked, "Have you found it?"

"No, maybe there is no record at all." Ning Shu slid the mouse.

The old man said: "These people basically died at the same time and were buried together. There must be a record of such a large-scale murder."

Ning Shu clicked on the document, and it was vague. He said that an army was defeated and fled here, with pursuers behind him.

The two sides fought fiercely, as if they had died together.

OK, there is no value.

The information did not mention who the generals of both sides were and what was the situation at that time.

It's been too long, and a lot of things are blurred.

"Master, this corpse should be two groups?" Ning Shu asked the old man.

The old man's expression became even more sad, "Since it is hostile, even after death, the two sides will fight each other. The evil spirit and yin energy should be heavier, and I didn't notice it."

"I thought I was old." The old man touched his beard, "Where did these evil spirits go?"

Ning Shu's eyes rolled and she didn't say anything.

According to various signs, Feng Yin's corpse must have been found in this burial of ten thousand people.

Perhaps there may also be the corpse of the heroine Song Xihan in her previous life.

An idea popped up in Ning Shu's mind.

"There is nothing good to look at, we're back." Ning Shu said to the old man.

Ning Shu took some money to buy meat and some flour and rice back.

The old man was a little depressed and kept thinking about where the evil and yin energy that was buried in the burial of thousands of people went, and he couldn't even eat it.

After dinner, Ning Shu sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced. In the middle of the night, he took a flashlight and a shovel and went down the mountain.

When he arrived at the old man's house, Ning Shu climbed over the wall, landed gently in the yard, took out the calamus from the cloth bag and put it on his ear, Puchang could drive away evil spirits and devils.

Ning Shu took the shovel and started digging the soil. Because the soil had been loosened once before, it was much easier for Ning Shu to dig it up, and in a short while he dug the coffin.

Ning Shu dug out several pairs of coffins, inserted the shovel to the side, and wiped the cinnabar on his hand, and then slowly opened the decaying coffin.

The coffin was dispersed as soon as Ning Shu touched it, making Ning Shu's hands full of wood slag. Ning Shu took the flashlight and took a photo into the coffin. There were bones scattered in the coffin.

The corpse was relatively small, and it was obvious that it was a woman's corpse. Ning Shu took a leg bone into the bag, then turned over the coffin, and held a bone in each coffin.

Then he dug the soil and buried the coffin, trampled the soil, and ran over the wall.

The moon in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. After staring at the Mao Yue for a long time, it felt a gloomy feeling.

There were cooing birds around, and Ning Shu walked on the path in the fields and returned to the Taoist temple.
Chapter completed!