Every time I dress up as a little pitiful

The two yamen servants discussed it, and the one who proposed first rushed to the direction of Dade Temple.Waiting to get away from the sight of another yamen servant, this yamen servant's face became gloomy for an instant, and his pace quickened.

The second son of the Marquis of Guang'an's mansion, the young son of the Prince Shan's mansion, and the son of the Duke of Zhen Guo came to visit the grave!Really sick!Don't stay in the place of the living, but go to the place of the dead!

The yamen servant cursed fiercely in his heart.

He only found out about this when he chatted with another yamen servant this morning, and he had never received any news before.

With his current status, even if he wanted to stop it, he couldn't stop it.

He had to send this news out as soon as possible, and he didn't know if it would be too late. I hope the Lord can find a way to deal with it.

**

When Yun Zhe and the others arrived at the big pit, they saw a government servant in soap clothes guarding the edge of the pit. Seeing them, they smiled and said, "Who are you, Mr. Yun, Mrs. Shizi, Mr. Feng, Mr. Su? Zhang San, I have met a few young masters. The small tomb below has been explored earlier in the morning, so I can show them the way."

Su Mu looked at Zhang San in surprise, "Okay, you know all the private things about me." He decided to visit the tomb in private, and he didn't dare to let his family know about it, for fear of being scolded.

Zhang San's smile remained unchanged: "Yesterday Mr. Su mentioned this to Mr. Feng in the restaurant, and I happened to hear it."

Su Mu didn't say anything.

Feng Yu smiled and said: "You are clever. Okay, since you have gone down, let you lead the way."

Several people had been prepared long ago, and their entourages carried strong ropes.

The rope was tied to the tree, and several people climbed down the rope one by one, leaving three followers on top to guard.

Zhu prayed secretly looking at the surrounding environment.

Going inside this big pit, a passageway is exposed. The passageway is not long, and it ends at the end after a distance of one zhang. It is blocked by a stone gate. On the thirteenth day of the seventh month of the new year of Xu.There is also an epitaph, which briefly records the life of the owner of the tomb.The general idea is that the Shi family was originally a wealthy merchant who came to the capital to deal in porcelain and leather goods. Unexpectedly, the business went wrong, and most of the family's wealth went in with him.Clinker Xiang encountered robbers again outside the capital, and most of his family property was robbed. Fortunately, he was rescued by officers and soldiers, and the Shi family survived.

After this incident, Shi Congyu died of illness, and his son Shi Shan did not dare to take anyone back to his hometown, so he had to choose a geomantic treasure near the capital to bury Shi Congyu.

The epitaph is written in a simple and clear way, no wonder people in Jingzhao Mansion affirmed that this is the tomb of a wealthy merchant from the previous dynasty.A wealthy merchant is a wealthy merchant, but judging from what the epitaph says, it is estimated that there is nothing good in the tomb, and it is clear to tell the tomb robbers not to steal, it is a waste of effort.

Knowing that Su Mu wanted to enter the ancient tomb, Zhang San said courteously, "The heavy rain has ruined this tomb, and there is a passage here that has not been filled in yet."

Sure enough, there was a gap big enough for one person to pass through on the other side of the tomb door.

Su Mu muttered in a low voice: "This is really the tomb of a down-and-out businessman? The tomb door and the tomb chamber are not cheap to build." Ordinary people bury people, who just dig a hole and put the coffin in, at most the coffin is exquisitely made Some.If this is a rich and wealthy businessman, it can be said that there is no reason to be particular about the amount of money, but this is a down-and-out...

Feng Yu glanced at him: "I didn't see it, you can still use your brain."

Su Mu was dissatisfied: "Hey, what do you mean? Are you calling me stupid?"

Feng Yu let out a sigh: "What do you think?"

Su Mu: "..." He was so mad!

Yun Zhe looked at these two guys with distaste, he was better than his own Ah Chan, who was smart and calm, unlike these two, one jumped like Erha; the other had a poisonous and arrogant mouth.

**

The other yamen servant did not go to Dade Temple, but detoured to the other garden of the Wang family halfway up the mountain.

After confirming that there was no one following behind him, the yamen servant knocked on the corner door, whispered a few words to the people inside, and sneaked in through the corner door.

"Is Mr. Song there?" the yamen servant asked.

A man dressed as a servant led the way: "Here, Mr. Song just came back."

The yamen servant was stunned for a moment: "Sir, did you go out today?"

The servant looked at him indifferently, and the yamen servant suddenly felt that he had lost his words, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to ask any more questions.

People like them only need to do things according to the orders from above. It is a taboo to inquire about Shangfeng's whereabouts.

There was nothing to say all the way, the boy led him to a secluded garden, signaled the yamen servant to wait, and went in to report himself first, and only then did he tell the yamen servant to go in.

After entering the door, the yamen servant took a quick look at Mr. Song, and saw that Mr. Song was wearing a snow-blue cross-collared robe, with bland features and ordinary features. He was obviously sitting casually, but he had a kind of intimidating power, which made people feel uncomfortable. Don't dare to look directly.

The yamen servant lowered his head, and his voice was slightly tense: "Sir, the prince of Zhen Guogong, Feng Yu, Su Mu and others took people to the tomb, and Zhang San said that they seem to want to visit the tomb."

Mr. Song narrowed his eyes slightly: "That's fine, why would they think of going to visit the tomb?" He thought it was Yun Kun who noticed something was wrong with Princess Qingyang and chased after him, but it turned out that he came rushing to the tomb!

Mr. Song's face sank: "Why did you come to report now? When will they arrive?"

The yamen servant said bitterly: "This subordinate only found out today..." He immediately told how Zhang San got the news.

"Since the tomb collapsed, the subordinates have asked to come over to guard it. These days, except for the Guang'an Houfu who sent people to do a religious ceremony, no one has come here. Even after Jing Zhaoyin read the epitaph, no I care about this. My subordinates have inquired secretly, about two or three days Jing Zhaoyin will send someone to fill the tomb, I really didn't expect Su Mu to be interested in the tomb!"

As far as common sense is concerned, except for tomb robbers, who is willing to drill into the tomb for nothing?But Su Mu likes to be strange, and doesn't play cards according to common sense!

He was about to die unjustly!

Mr. Song also knew that this matter could not be blamed on the yamen servant. Who would have thought that Su Mu would be so weird?

It is useless to say these things now, Mr. Song can only try his best to think in a better way: "This tomb is very exquisite, they should not find anything. You should go there and guard it. If they go in, bring them out as soon as possible!" At this point, he has nothing better to do.

The yamen servant nodded: "This subordinate will go now!"

**

When the yamen servant returned, Yunju and the others had already gone down, and the yamen servant hurriedly climbed down the rope.After walking two steps, I heard a voice from inside: "It's dark in here, can't you see anything?"

"It's easy to say, let someone bring a torch down." Su Mu said in a proud voice, "I expected this to happen a long time ago, let someone bring a torch."

"Then what are you talking about, hurry up and get it."

While talking, several people came out from the passage, and they saw the yamen servant when they looked up.

Zhang San was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, Liu Zi, didn't you go to ask for an amulet? You came back so soon?"

Liu Zi said: "I was halfway there and realized that I forgot to bring the money, so I came back quickly."

Zhang San said casually: "You are a rigid person. The monks in Dade Temple are all eminent monks. If you don't bring any silver, don't they want to give you the amulet? Don't run away when you come back. With these noble people here , all evils will not invade, it is more effective than amulets."

Su Mu smiled and said, "You are a person who listens to your words. If you hadn't worked in the yamen, I would have asked you to take you with you."

Zhang San said with a smile: "That's a good relationship. With Master Su supporting me, I don't have to worry about my future."

Speaking effort.The people above threw the torches down, and the group entered the tomb again.

The six sons hesitated for a moment, and followed in without stopping.

The tomb is very simple, divided into inner and outer rooms, with very few burial objects, and the black coffin placed in the middle of the inner room, which is gloomy.Just look at people.

Don't look at Su Mu's noisy joy, he is a typical Yegong and a good dragon, he will be scared when he sees the coffin, and quietly approaching Yunju, he will pull Yunju's sleeve.

Yun Ju looked over indifferently, Su Mu's scalp tightened, and his outstretched hand turned around to grab Feng Yu.

Feng Yu looked at him disdainfully, with contempt on his face: How dare you drill into the grave with such a coward?After all, he didn't shake off Su Mu's extended hand.

Su Mu: "..."

If you despise him, just despise him, when he gets out of the grave, he will still be a hero again!

Compared with Su Mu's quail appearance, the prayer is much bolder.

He walked to the coffin and took a closer look, then reached out and knocked on the coffin twice.

The sound of "dong dong" suddenly sounded, and Su Mu almost peed in fright. Before he could speak, the six sons on the other side trembled in fright, and the torch in his hand fell to the ground and went out.

They came in and took a total of two torches, one for Liu Zi and one for Zhang San.

Kill one now, and the light in the tomb instantly dims.

Darkness is easy to breed fear, and Pian Liuzi still looked frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I just saw a black shadow flashing past, can there really be ghosts? I, I, I think Go out." Hearing the voice, he almost cried.

Suspicion begets dark ghosts.

Hearing what Liu Zi said, Zhang San also murmured in his heart.He knew that Liu Zi never lied. When he said that he saw the black shadow, he must have really seen it.

But the tomb is so big, there can't be anyone else, so the black shadow that the six sons saw is really that thing?

Thinking of this, Zhang San felt hairy all over his body, his eyes were in a daze, as if he also saw a black shadow, he screamed in fright, his body reflexively jumped back, and he didn't know what he touched, "Gululu... Crack..." There was a sound, especially clear and penetrating in the tomb.

Su Mu couldn't hold it anymore: "This place is too scary, let's go out quickly!"

Feng Yu pursed her lips, her face pale.

The six sons frantically agreed: "Yes, yes, get out, get out quickly." The footsteps were subconsciously about to turn out, and they were concerned about the identities of the noble young men inside, not daring to leave them and escape first, their expressions were terrified and tangled.

Everyone wanted to leave quickly, except Yunji and Blessing.

Zhu prayed and picked up the torch, and lit it again. Yun Jue also took the torch from Zhang San's hand, and took a photo behind Zhang San: "It turned out that the jar was broken."

There used to be two wine jars over there, but they were knocked down by Zhang San, rolled to the corner of the wall and broke, the wine inside spilled out and flowed all over the floor.

Zhu Zhan glanced down and said with a smile: "This wine is quite durable. It must have been more than 200 years from the previous dynasty to the present, right? Not only is the wine in this jar not dry, but there is still so much wine left."

Yunju nodded: "Yes. If the tomb is well sealed, the wine in the jar may still be preserved. But this tomb..."

Yun Zhe twitched the corner of his mouth, and said in disgust: "This is an ordinary tomb, no matter how impossible it is to keep the funerary objects inside for more than 200 years."

I prayed and echoed: "That's the reason! And that coffin, I just took a look at it, it's made of ordinary poplar wood. Can poplar wood last for more than 200 years? I remember when I was in Zhuangzi, people in the village used poplar wood Make purlins and beams. If a house like this is not occupied for five years, the roof will rot. It’s amazing that this coffin is still as good as new after being buried in the ground for so many years.”

The couple sang together and analyzed clearly.

The six sons were in a cold sweat, what happened to these two?Are they really not afraid at all?

Su Mu was still cowardly, cowardly and curious about what the couple said, grabbed Feng Yu's clothes and listened with gusto, and left in no hurry.

Without the terrifying atmosphere exaggerated by the six sons, Feng Yu became more courageous again, and couldn't help but take two steps forward, studying the wine on the ground with Zhu Zi.

"The taste of this wine seems a bit familiar." Feng Yu sniffled, and pulled Su Mu who was hiding behind him, "Do you smell the chrysanthemum wine in Xiangquanfang?"

Su Mu sniffed subconsciously, and his eyes lit up: "Yes! I remember his family's wine, called Four Gentlemen Wine, divided into four types: plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, and bamboo. The taste of the wine is average, with a little It is famous for its unique aroma. I remember that this kind of wine has only been sold in the past few years, right? Why did it exist more than 200 years ago?"

The more I said it, the more something was wrong. After I stopped being afraid, Su Mu's IQ that was scared away came back again: "This tomb is something wrong! It's very wrong!"

The sixth son's face turned pale, afraid of being discovered, he hurriedly lowered his head, his mind was throbbing, and he couldn't think of a way to stop it.

Su Mu also said, Zhu prayed and raised a finger: "Listen."

"Tick-tock-tick", the subtle sound of water droplets is transmitted to the eardrum, and is infinitely amplified in a quiet environment.

In an instant, the hairs on Su Mu's back exploded, and the IQ who had just returned home was scared away again: "Where is the voice?"

Zhu prayed and stepped on his feet: "It was passed down from below."