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Because there were no casualties due to the disaster, Waifengling was not completely sealed off. The government here in Huixiang is also very busy. There are so many things happening at the same time. Huixiang is not a big place. It is really short of manpower and powerless.

This actually gave me a chance.

Zhuang Huai was still driving, and Lu Qiaolan and I went to the vicinity of Waifenling together, and we went as soon as we got the news the next day.

Lu Qiaolan was stunned in the car and felt a little stupid. Inside her backpack, two teddy bears poked their heads out, their three glass eyes staring at the razed place outside.

Zhuang Huai and I were no better.

Just like the scene captured in the photo, Waifengling was really knocked down. Only the remains of the earth and wood can prove that there was originally a hill here.

The village at the foot of Kuifengling Mountain was bustling with people. Many people have packed their luggage and are moving out. There are a few commanders who are in charge of order, and I don't know if they are cadres from local villages or towns, or people sent by the Huixiang government.

I also saw the proprietress of the farmhouse among those people. The landlady was alone. The expression on her face was not one of shock and disaster, but one of anger. She was cursing in dialect and pointing fingers at those who maintained order. The people around her share her hatred.

Zhuang Huai stopped the car, and the three of us got out of the car and approached Wailing Ridge, but no one stopped us. Several people who were investigating the scene saw Zhuang Huai in police uniform. They glanced at him and continued working.

There are not many people surveying and rescuing, just a few. Even if they want to seal off this place, they probably can't. After all, the city is flooded now. When it comes to priorities, the city is still more important.

I walked forward on the uneven land, but found nothing along the way.

I saw neither Yin Qi, corpses, nor other weird things.

Originally, I thought that this was done by the guide. According to the young ghost's narration, his family was a local emperor in Huixiang, and they were worshiped by the people of Huixiang. This should be regarded as some kind of deity. Similar things are actually common in our country’s history. Many modern gods have evolved from historical celebrities. For example, if you search the God of Wealth and Poverty on the Internet, you will find that they all have names, and there are several different historical celebrities who have such titles.

In the past, when I heard about this kind of thing, I would just treat it as a story. It’s amazing, this is a historical allusion. But I came into contact with Qingye and experienced so much, especially the "game" thing, which made me feel wary.

The ghost's ancestor might have become something similar to "Game" and had some abilities. No matter how bad it is, it should be similar to the ghost Han Yun who kidnapped many children, and is somewhat out of the scope of ordinary ghosts.

The guide seems to be an outsider, and the ancestor of the ghost is a local snake. It is self-evident what will happen when the two meet.

I thought of the door to another space in the cave, and when I looked at the collapsed mountain, I couldn't help but feel heavy in my heart.

Without thinking carefully, I also figured it out after the rainstorm. I broke the seal at the entrance of the cave, brought out the corpses, and made the ghosts of Wailing Grain Ridge take action. And I used my ability to change the door to the different space. This may be the reason why Wailing Grain Ridge was razed to the ground.

Continuing to move forward, Zhuang Huai discovered something.

We are just taking a quick look, and none of the surveyors have been here. They were considered a rescue team, mainly looking for dead or injured people. They probably didn't have the ability to investigate why this happened.

Zhuang Huai is a criminal policeman, and his investigation ability is quite strong. He pulled a stone out of the dirt. The stone was broken into pieces, but the words engraved on it could still be clearly seen. It was the word "Tomb".

There are many tombs on the Weeping Tomb Ridge.

Now we should step on those ruined graves.

Lu Qiaolan moved a few times uncomfortably.

Zhuang Huai dug out a few more stones with his bare hands.

The ground here is very soft, and some hard objects are easy to find.

Those stones were wiped by Zhuang Huai, revealing the handwriting covered by mud.

There are several pieces with missing words. However, hieroglyphs have an advantage, that is, there are fewer parts, and it is still easy to guess the content of these characters. Change it to phonetic characters and break it into pieces like this. Now we need to make a jigsaw puzzle.

"They are all the inscriptions on the tombstones." Zhuang Huai piled the stones aside.

The three words "Zhi", "Tomb" and "Shi" are commonly used on tombstones. We can guess it by seeing a corner. The rest may be the name of the owner of the tomb, and the characters are a bit varied.

"This is the surname." Zhuang Huai said.

"Zhou?" I was a little unsure.

During the two meetings, the ghost didn't say the name of his family.

We have found nothing more here. It is not possible for three people to dig three feet into the ground.

On the way back, Zhuang Huai told the surveyors what we had discovered. They didn't take it seriously either. Their job is still to search for victims.

Not all people in the village had left at this time, and there were still people who wanted to evacuate their homes, but several people tried hard to dissuade them.

My heart moved, so I stepped forward and asked them about the owner of the tomb on the Weeping Tomb Ridge.

"Master?" The two middle-aged men who were doing mass work were confused.

"I just heard that there is a ghost crying in the grave up there, but I don't know anything else."

Villagers carrying large and small bags came over, but they said they didn't know.

"Some people went up there a few years ago. Children were ignorant and wanted to see what the ghost looked like. But they didn't see anything. No graves."

"They all say there is a big grave. Our ancestors have said this for generations. Otherwise, where would the ghosts cry in the grave? But no one has seen it."

"It's not all gone. There are still some graves, but I don't know who they belong to."

Everyone was talking, but they couldn't explain why.

I also asked about the gods worshiped in the Chenghuang Temple in the past, but they couldn't explain it clearly. In their eyes, the statue in the Chenghuang Temple is just like that. It is a squinty-eyed statue with a long beard, a ruddy face, and wearing bright red clothes. It is a very typical and traditional statue.

I'm a little frustrated.

Zhuang Huai said: "There may be records in the archives in Huixiang."

I nodded, "If I can find the local chronicles here, I can check it out."

After checking what could be done, I couldn’t figure it out.

The heavy rain like last night flooded the village. Although it receded quickly, they didn't know how the Waifen Ridge collapsed. Even if the guides come, they may not be able to see it, let alone show me the direction.

I feel like I have a huge headache, but all I can do now is grab this clue.

Only by finding the guide can we possibly find the missing Chen Xiaoqiu and others.