There was a moon hovering in the night sky.
Thirty years ago, on an early spring night, after his grandfather had dinner, he took his shovel and hammer and set off again, preparing to dig something in the forest in the west.
After spring, the temperature rose again. The warm wind blew on people's faces, making them feel warm, as if they had drunk alcohol. However, when he came back to his senses, he opened his eyes and saw a world that made him feel despair. The drought that lasted for more than 300 days did not improve. The sky was clear and cloudless, and the air was extremely dry.
"It's still not raining! The f * cking ground has turned into stone, and I can't dig up the soil anymore.”
Grandfather looked up at the moon angrily.
Through the withered tree trunk, the moon was like a masked ghost, coldly mocking the suffering of mankind. It was also like a hot iron ball that evaporated the moisture in the air, making people unable to see hope.
"I heard that you can stir up the hearts of people and make the tides surge outwards, but what's the use of that?”
The old man shook his head and continued walking toward the forest.
However, as they walked, before they reached the place, a few sparks of fire appeared in the depths of the forest in the distance. Grandfather immediately stopped. The fire looked especially bright in the night. It wandered in the darkness, a little like a lamp, but also a little like a ghost fire.
At this time, his grandfather had already gained some courage and followed the light. As they walked, the fire disappeared.
"Did you really meet a ghost?"
The place where the fire disappeared was a patch of wild grass under the forest. Grandfather searched with a flashlight, and soon a pile of withered grass aroused his suspicion. When he opened it, he saw a hole in the ground. A professional instinct made him suspect that this was a robbery cave. He thought that the fire just now might be the light of the tomb robbers. Perhaps they were robbing the tomb below.
To be on the safe side, he didn't dare to climb in rashly. Instead, he put his ear to the hole to listen. Soon, he heard someone talking inside.
"We're rich this time!”a man said.
Then another voice said,"
"Don't mess around. There's something wrong with this place. Hurry up and put the things in.”
The old man was sure that he had really met someone of the same trade this time.
This burrow was not shallow and should be a big one. He had been in this business for so many years and had never seen a decent tomb. He thought to himself that he would never miss this opportunity.
"We're going to be rich tonight!"
However, at this moment, a gunshot rang out from underground, followed by a flurry of gunfire. The smell of gunpowder wafted out.
The gunshots lasted for more than two minutes.
Grandfather was shocked and immediately woke up. These guys underground were not to be trifled with, so this money might be blown away. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not a big deal. These guys were too careless. When they entered, they did not leave anyone to stand guard. Now, it gave him an opportunity to take advantage of it. He was outside, and those people were inside. Even if they had guns, they wouldn't be able to unleash their power.
"The brave will die from overfilling, and the timid will starve to death.”
About half an hour later, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other could be heard coming from the hole. Those people were coming out.
The old man calmed down and pulled out the dagger he carried with him from his waist. He was prepared to kill the first person who climbed up, cut off his head and throw it into the cave. He would show them his power first. When they were afraid, he would negotiate with them and make them throw out all the good things they had stolen. He would take it and run away.
The sound was getting closer and closer. Just as it was about to come out, the old man realized that it was broken. He actually forgot to cover the withered grass at the entrance of the cave. It would be too late to go back now. At the same time, those people also realized the situation. The sound of crawling immediately stopped, and the air froze. After about five seconds, those people spoke.
"Brothers above! Don't hide it anymore. Name your price! Us brothers will buy a way out."
Grandfather knew that he had been exposed, so he replied,"
"Alright! You're still considered friendly! I'll ask for less and throw out half of what you stole!”
Those people were quite cunning. They said,
"Alright! However, there were a lot of things today, so it was not easy to appraise them! Brother, let us out first. After we go out, we'll find a place. Brother, you pick first. After you pick, the rest will be mine.”
Grandfather sneered, thinking to himself,'Don't play this game. If I let you guys out, would I still be alive?'
He continued,
"This works too! Throw everything out first! I'll pick. After I'm done, it's yours!"
Those people immediately fell silent.
After about half a minute, they said,"
"Alright! Then let's start throwing! Brother, you have to take it. Most of it is porcelain. It might break!”
A hand reached out of the hole and threw out a package. The package was wrapped in clothes and fell hard on the ground. Grandfather had really thought that it was porcelain! However, when he opened it, he saw two glass bottles. The bottles were filled with yellow powder, and the mouths of the bottles were emitting sparks. Grandfather instantly understood.
"Not good! This is a bomb."
At the moment of life and death, his grandfather's skills were not for show. Bang Bang kicked them away. One of the bottles was kicked into the hole, and the other was kicked into the air like a football. Immediately after, the two bombs exploded at the same time, and both the ground and the ground exploded. The ground shook, and the lightning in the sky lit up the night sky like thunder. Grandfather was stunned. In his trance, he saw the birds in the forest fly down like paper.
This was what he saw at that time. Soon, the forest was shrouded in darkness again.
His grandfather thought that he had dodged a bullet. However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a warm current flowing down her right eye. When she touched it with her hand, she realized that her eye was bleeding. Then, he touched it, and a sharp pain spread throughout his entire head.
"Damn it, the broken glass is in my eye!”
He could not keep this eye. His grandfather hardened his heart and dug out the eye along with the broken glass. Then, he tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged the eye. Only then did he feel a little relieved. However, he was injured after all, and soon his head began to hurt.
Looking at the hole, it didn't collapse after the explosion. White smoke kept coming out of it, making the surroundings eerie. Before his grandfather could react, someone suddenly came out of the cave like a ghost.
Grandfather cursed bitterly in his heart.
"Damn it, these people didn't die from the explosion. They must have been prepared before they threw the bomb.”
The person who came out was only five or six meters away from him. It was only because of the smoke that he could not be seen. Seeing that he could not stop them and that he had a gun, it was too late to escape. At the critical moment, his grandfather saw a big tree beside him and climbed up. Then, he hid in the tree and observed the situation below.
Then, those people came out of the cave with big and small bags.
There were four and a half people in total-the reason for this was because one of them was carried out. The guy being carried was fat. He was lying on a stretcher made of tools, and his stomach was especially high. They were all wearing straw hats at night. It seemed that they were also farmers like him. After they came out, they looked around and made sure that there was nothing wrong before leaving quickly.
Grandfather came down from the tree.
Normally, people would have gone home long ago, but his grandfather was a strong-willed person. Not only did he not dig anything up, but he also lost an eye. He was a little dizzy.
Fate was a test of punishment and compensation.
His grandfather had withstood the test, but he did not receive any compensation. He was ready to enter the cave to see if he could pick up anything. He also knew that there was danger down there, but judging from the situation when those people left, the danger should have been mostly resolved.
He did as he was told, but just as he was about to enter the cave, he heard chirping sounds. His grandfather was puzzled and looked around on the ground. He found that it was a nest of young birds. This nest of birds had just hatched. Their feathers had not fully grown, and it was impossible to tell what species they were. Grandfather thought that it might have fallen from the tree during the explosion just now. Looking at this nest of chicks, his grandfather thought of the legend of the canary in the coal mine. He thought that this thing might be able to warn it of danger, so he carried the nest down to the cemetery.
The burrow was much deeper than he had imagined.
As he was climbing, he realized that the tunnel was slanted downwards, as if to prevent it from collapsing and to facilitate crawling. After crawling for about three to four minutes, something strange happened. The light shone in front of him and he suddenly saw someone crawling towards him. This guy looked very scary. Not only did he have a ferocious look on his face, but his eyes were also wrapped in bloody bandages. One look and one could tell that he was not a good person.
"And a one-eyed man!"
His grandfather was so frightened that he retreated. The fellow opposite him seemed to be afraid of his grandfather as well. He retreated in fear. Grandfather felt that something was wrong. Why did this person look so familiar?
"Isn't this just me!"
Grandfather then touched his own blind eye, and the person opposite him also touched his blind eye. When he looked again, the guy opposite him was also holding a bird's nest. Only then did Grandfather vaguely understand what was going on. He crawled over and saw that it was a mirror. It turned out that the hole was in the shape of a V, and a large bronze mirror was embedded at the corner.
When the old man heard that the bronze mirror could suppress ghosts, he muttered in his heart,
"Is there a ghost in this tomb?"
However, he immediately felt that something was wrong. This bronze mirror was half a square meter in size. It was impossible for a grave robber to bring it here to shock ghosts. However, he was not very concerned about its use. He thought that if he could dig this thing out and bring it back, he might be able to sell it for a lot of money. However, just as she touched it, she was scalded by the mirror and almost cried out.
It seemed that this mirror was not to be trifled with!”
Upon closer inspection, he saw that this thing was deeply embedded in the soil. It was very solid and he could not dig it out with his strength. He might even be buried alive.
The old man didn't plan to dig this thing up. He was curious and said,"
"Could this mirror be a part of this ancient tomb?”
But on second thought, it didn't seem right. If this was a part of the ancient tomb, why did it appear at the corner of the ancient tomb? Could it be that the thieves couldn't pass through here, so they turned around? But this was too much of a coincidence! At this time, he looked at the hole below him again and found that it was no different from ordinary soil. He used a shovel to shovel it up, but he did not expect sparks to appear when he shoveled it.
"F * ck! This burrow was also made of stone! Could it be that this cave was also a part of the ancient tomb?”
Grandfather couldn't figure it out either, so he didn't care about it anymore. He turned around and continued to climb. In the end, he finally finished climbing the hole.
The end of the burrow led to the passageway of the ancient tomb. However, the strange thing was that the passageway was made of stone or green bricks. However, this passageway was surrounded by natural soil. When he used a shovel to shovel it, the effect was the same as the burrow. It looked like soil, but it was actually stone.
"This tomb is really strange!"
His grandfather walked along the passage. The tomb was about ten meters away from the end. Then, he turned left and arrived at the tomb. The tomb chamber was dozens of square meters in size, and its shape was also very strange. The top of the tomb was not made of stone or tomb bricks, but a roof made of tiles and wood like a house. The walls were made of bricks, and on the innermost wall hung an ancient portrait of a woman. The female character on the portrait had pockmarks all over her face, and it looked ugly. Below the portrait was an eight-square table, with two chairs on either side of the table.
Strange as it was, this was indeed a tomb. A coffin occupied the center of the chamber, indicating the purpose of this space. The coffin lid had already been pushed open. A lighted oil lamp was placed on the edge of the coffin, illuminating the tomb.
The oil lamp should have been left behind by that group of people. The smell of gunpowder was still lingering in the air, indicating that the location of the shooting was in this tomb.
Since the old man was here to fight, he would look at the coffin first. In the end, the coffin was empty. Not only was there nothing inside, but the coffin itself was also smashed. His hand felt a little sticky when he touched it. He used an electric light to shine on it and found that the coffin was actually bleeding.
"The coffin is bleeding?"
Grandfather was so frightened that he took two steps back. Then, he calmed himself down and hinted to himself,
"No! It must be that someone from the group of people just now was injured and stained it with blood.”
Then, he came to the Eight Immortals table and found that not only the coffin, but everything here had traces of being shot by iron sand guns. Especially that painting. He had thought that the person in the painting was a pockmarked person, but when he got closer, he realized that he had also been shot. The densely packed Trachoma looked especially vicious under the dim light.
Grandfather looked at the painting with his one eye. It was really a big eye staring at a small eye. The more he looked at it, the more eye-catching it was.
Hence, he stopped looking and thought,
"What did those people see? Why are they fighting?”
Soon, his attention was attracted by the apples on the table. The three apples were bright red, round and smooth under the candlelight, as if they had been waxed.
His grandfather was a money-grubber and looked at everything as if it was good stuff.
"This apple-could it be carved from agate?”
Then he picked it up and found that it was a real apple. He threw it back on the table in disappointment. The old man felt that he should not stay here for long, so he decided to quickly take some things and leave. His favorite was still the picture on the wall, but it had been smashed to pieces. She looked around and finally placed her attention on the furniture.
He had once heard that some pieces of red sandalwood or rosewood furniture could even be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, which was not inferior to other antiques. The furniture in front of him was painted with red paint. He didn't know what material it was made of, but he couldn't leave empty, so he could only take these two chairs out.
Originally, he wanted to take that eight-square table. Unfortunately, it was too big and could not be brought out at all. Although the chair was incomplete, the two chairs were a pair. If he took them apart and pieced them together, no one should be able to tell.
He picked up the chair and walked towards the cave, but he was dumbfounded when he reached the entrance.
Although this hole wasn't small, it wasn't big enough for a chair to pass through. He tried a few poses in a row, but they did not work. In the end, he could only find another way. After a rough observation, he found that the chair was made of mortise and tenon structure, which meant that there was no nail in the furniture.
"No nails? He might as well tear it apart and bring it back.”
Thinking of this, he was about to make a move, but his hand stopped. He thought to himself, since we're going to tear it down anyway, why not tear down the eight-square table and bring it out! He threw down the chair and went to the tomb. He placed the nest of birds on the coffin and began to dismantle the table.
Speaking of dismantling things, that was his old profession.
After a period of experience, he realized that the coffins buried underground were rotten. It was most convenient to open the coffin with a hammer. Therefore, he usually brought a hammer along with a shovel and dagger. The coffin was not opened yet, but the hammer still came in handy.
To prevent damaging the paint on the table, he wrapped the parts that he wanted to hit with his clothes, then used a hammer and dagger to hit them one by one.
Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of knocking on wood rang out in the tomb.
As the sound of knocking on wood rang out, something strange happened. The happy laughter of a baby sounded in her ears.
"Hehehe, hehehe!"
Grandfather was caught off guard and was so frightened that he smashed the hammer on his finger. Blood instantly flowed out. He quickly put his bleeding finger into his mouth and listened carefully. However, as he stopped knocking, the laughter immediately stopped.
"Who is it? Who's laughing at me!"
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