I said, hurry up and see what they encountered after they got to the tomb?

I am curious why Xiaoyue turned into this ghost. According to the information disclosed in this record book, Professor Yang should have suddenly died and melted because he entered Linjun's tomb. According to the situation we have learned, there are only these two people who have been to Linjun's tomb for the time being. Whether it is Xiaoyue or Professor Yang, the outcome is undoubtedly sad. This thousand-year-old tomb is obviously not simple.

Chen Yun nodded and immediately opened the next page. The next page was a topographic map, which was curved with red pens on it. It seemed that before Xiaoyue completely lost consciousness, she should have drawn the marching route of her tomb to explore the tomb with her memory.

But when Chen Yun continued to flip through the record book and wanted to know what Xiaoyue and the others had encountered after they got to the tomb, a strange scene happened. The notes suddenly burned in her hands. With a "surge", the flames jumped and flew. The spreading flames were like countless wandering snakes, jumping up, almost burning Chen Yun's hair.

"Ah!" Chen Yun exclaimed and threw away the record book, and hurriedly stepped on the flames with her feet.

Ge Zhuang and I were also very close. No one expected that this record book would catch fire without warning. Fortunately, I hurriedly turned my head back and avoided the rising flames. Ge Zhuang did not react so quickly. The flames smothered his eyes. The fat man jumped up with a "scream", dancing like a living bear, slapping his face wildly.

When I got up and asked him how he was, Ge Zhuang had already put out the fire on his forehead, revealing half of his burned eyebrows, which was very funny, "Damn, what's going on? Why did the laptop suddenly catch fire with a good laptop!"

Then I hurriedly looked back and found that the notebook was burning very quickly, and it was burning almost instantly. Although Chen Yun tried hard to extinguish the fire, the flame was not an ordinary fire at all. No matter how she stepped on it, it would not be extinguished.

"Damn it, let me do it!" Ge Zhuang rushed into the room, and after a few seconds, he ran out in a hurry with a basin, knocked away Chen Yun, poured all the tap water on his laptop.

A strange scene happened. A large basin of tap water poured on the burning record book, which had been burning halfway. The fire not only did not decrease, but instead burned even harder. A basin of cold water fell down as if gasoline helped fuel the combustion of the notebook, and the rising flames rushed to two meters above the sky, which scared Ge Zhuang for a "ah" and threw the brazier and sat down.

We were all confused. We watched the record book left by Xiaoyue burning wildly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a ball of ashes. The flame gradually calmed down, but our hearts were cold.

Is there a ghost?

I opened my mouth wide, and no matter what, I couldn't figure out why the scene happened in front of me. Ge Zhuang's face turned pale, his legs spread apart while sitting on the ground, and muttered with thick lips, "Hell... this must be a ghost fire, even the record book has a curse!"

Chen Yun's face was also scared, but she tried to explain all this with science, saying, "Fatty, don't talk nonsense." There is white phosphorus on the notebook, and it is normal for spontaneous combustion when exposed to natural light."

I smiled bitterly and said that even if the white phosphorus spontaneously ignites, it would not even be able to drain the tap water, right? Chen Yun stopped talking, her eyes flashed, which was very complicated, but a very excited feeling emerged in her eyes, and even her breathing became rapid.

"Maybe, what Xiaoyue painted on her notebook is a substance that we have never discovered before. This kind of thing should be found in Linjun's tomb. Oh my God, it's so amazing..."

Ge Zhuang sneered, it was indeed amazing. Fatty Master squatted on the ground just now, and almost burned the bird's feathers. When you try it one day, you will know it will be great. Chen Yun ignored him and turned around and said to me, "Sima Nan, why don't we just change the way and don't go to Niuzigou anymore, go directly..."

"Sorry, I have no interest in your archaeological research. I promised to go to the tomb this time to find Tai Sui for the fat man's father to treat the disease. Unless Tai Sui is not found under Niuzigou, I will not consider going down to other tombs." I said calmly.

The excitement burning in Chen Yun's eyes was extinguished little by little. In the end, she didn't say anything, turned her head and grabbed the equipment, "Let's go, go to Niuzigou!"

This time, I was looking for Xiaoyue, originally planned to ask her to accompany us to the tomb, but I didn't expect that this would happen. I went there for nothing. Everyone was discouraged and packed up their things and went to Chaotianmen Wharf, sold their boat tickets to board the ship, drifted down the Yangtze River, and it took another day before I arrived at Niuzigou again.

After three years, Ge Zhuang and I were very uncomfortable when we visited the old place again. Xiaoyizhuang had already been demolished. There was a dock parked here, and from time to time, boats flowed by, becoming a place where fishing boats gathered. After we got off the boat, we went to Xiaoyizhuang first. Looking at the mud wall bricks, we couldn't help but recall the glorious years of the past.

Ge Zhuang looked sad and patted my shoulder, saying, "Little Pumpkin, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come. Times are different, and the corpse-catching industry has no future at all. This broken place is just a memory. When our brothers become rich in the future, they can still come back to invest and support the construction of their hometown. What do you think?

I smiled bitterly and looked away without saying anything.

Although Ge Zhuang had not been in Xiaoyizhuang for a long time, I knew in my heart that he had already regarded this place as his hometown. Looking at the broken tiled kilns, we were both in the same mood and couldn't say it was frustrating.

The world has changed. Even if it is as Ge Zhuang said, if my buddy makes a fortune in the future, he can still return to his hometown to invest and build a big villa on the foundation of the Xiaoyizhuang village. That is not the original Xiaoyizhuang village. After all, I can't go back to those days.

There is still a mountain road leading to Niuzigou. In recent years, the motherland's economic construction has taken off, and most of the villagers of Niuzigou have been emptied. All young and powerful people have fled the mountains with their families. Only a few old men who care about their old love have not left. They have guarded a pile of loess and counted the remaining days with their fingers.

When I entered the village, I saw a big yellow dog lying at the entrance of the village, looking at us in the soil shack, and shouting lazily. Ge Zhuang heard the big yellow dog's voice, his eyelids raised, and he laughed, "Little Huang is so big, hey, when we left, he was still a milk dog!"

Ge Zhuang pulled a dogtail grass and was about to tease the yellow dog. I pulled him and said, "Don't move around, what if it's not that one?"

Ge Zhuang said, how could it be that? Look at the scar on the little yellow butt, of course, wasn’t it just me? When I saw it, I couldn’t help but be happy. He said, “Fatty, the good things you did are all the dogs in the countryside biting people. You bit the dog for half a piece of corn bun back then, but you still have the face to say it!

Ge Zhuang was anxious and said, "You are just a fool." I'm just having fun with it, and I didn't expect to bite it!"
Chapter completed!