Looking at this dead village, Ma Hui couldn't help but shivered. As a rich man in Tianhai City, his eyes were filled with fear and his face turned a little pale: "Zhen Chen, this Niujiazhuang was at the beginning of the year.

Something big happened, and dozens of villagers disappeared overnight.”

"Oh, there is such a strange thing?" Chen Xuan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this.

Dozens of families, with a population of hundreds of people, can actually disappear so many people overnight in modern society, and it is unbelievable to say it.

Ma Hui continued: "What's even more strange is that such a large population disappearance occurred. The police intervened in the investigation, but could not find out the reason at all. A few months later, a major case was put on hold."

"The police can't even investigate. Could it be a haunted?" Chen Xuan's lips curled up.

When Ma Hui heard what he said, he felt chills in his heart and said, "Zhen Chen, don't say it, there is really a possibility. The police went to the general's tomb to investigate at that time."

"Have the police entered the general's tomb?"

"Yes, but the general's tomb structure is complex, and it cannot destroy the closed tomb chamber at will, and it is impossible to investigate in depth, so nothing was found." Ma Hui said, and smiled and said, "I was just after the police evacuated.

When I was about to ask friends from Tianhai City Official Archaeology Research Institute to come."

After he finished speaking, the car stopped in front of the gate of a dilapidated ancestral hall.

There are three small cars parked here, and you don’t have to think about it and know that it was driven by people from archaeological institutions.

Chen Xuan and Ma Hui got out of the car. When they entered their eyes, there were dead grass all over the ground, gray walls, the tattered white lanterns hanging at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and the decaying wooden doors, which were desolate and dilapidated.

Walking inside, I saw several people standing in the ancestral hall courtyard, six men and two women. Except for one of the middle-aged men in his fifties, the rest were young people in their twenties.

The middle-aged man was wearing a gray suit that looked very old, with a thin face and seemed to be in a bad state, but he had a pair of energetic eyes. Seeing Ma Hui coming, he met him.

"Brother Wu Xie, you came so early!" Ma Hui said with a smile.

The middle-aged man named Wu Xie also smiled slightly and said, "It's not too early. It's almost noon when I come here."

After the two said hello, Wu Xie looked at Chen Xuan behind Ma Hui and said in surprise: "Mr. Ma, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Chen Xuan, and he is quite interested in archaeology." Ma Hui could only introduce this. He did not dare to tell the identity of Zhenren without Chen Xuan's permission.

And even if he said it, Wu Xie would not believe it.

After hearing Ma Hui's words, Wu Xie frowned inadvertently and said, "Mr. Ma, we have already agreed in advance that we cannot bring unrelated personnel to the ancients. Now some criminals are concerned about the antiquities.

Theft is crazy.”

Seeing that Chen Xuan was a young man, he did not hide his doubts in his words.

Ma Hui's heart skipped a beat. Wu Xie dared to say this. If Zhenren Chen blamed him, it would be deadly.

He quickly explained: "Although Mr. Chen is young, he has already had a very profound research on ancient cultures such as Feng Shui and antiques. With his help, it will be much more convenient for us to explore the general's tomb."

After Ma Cong said this, Wu Xie's brows frowned even deeper.

The young people he brought were top students who had studied archaeology for many years, and Chen Xuan looked younger and was not necessarily a sure thing to graduate. How could he be an archaeological expert as Ma Hui said?

"Mr. Ma, archaeology is not a joke. I can understand that Mr. Chen is interested in the ancient tomb, but it is another matter to explore. The various mechanisms in the ancient tomb are very dangerous and may endanger their lives. I

For your sake, Mr. Ma, you can let him in, but you don’t guarantee his safety. You have to consider it clearly.”

Wu Xie's words made Ma Cong feel a little amused, but he couldn't speak out Chen Zhenren. He had to nod and nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen will definitely be fine."

While the two were talking, several young staff from the Archaeology Institute behind also came over and looked at Chen Xuan.

Looking at this young man, his image was not surprising, and he was several years younger than them. He said he was an archaeological expert, so he would make people laugh.

Several of the boys had their mouths curled up and felt funny.

After they studied archaeology for many years, they were admitted to the Tianhai Archaeology Institute. After working for a year or two, the director allowed them to make their first on-site archaeology.

When this young man came, Ma Hui called him an archaeological expert, so they were very dissatisfied and completely disbelief.

Five men and two women, and seven young people were all secretly guessing that Chen Xuan must be a junior of Mr. Ma who followed him on a whim with the ancient tomb.

"Mr. Chen, this is Mr. Wu Xie, the director of Tianhai Archaeology Institute. These are the staff of the institute." Ma Hui introduced to Chen Xuan respectfully, which made Wu Xie and others confused.

.

Obviously they all guessed wrongly. Chen Xuan must not be his junior if he could make Ma Hui feel so respectful.

Chen Xuan just nodded slightly and said nothing.

Seeing that he was very proud, Wu Xie was unhappy and said nothing, but an unhappy expression appeared on the faces of several young people.

Among them, a young man who was the leader of the crowd stepped forward and said, "My name is Hu Jianjun. I heard that you are an archaeological expert. Which domestic famous archaeological university is from?"

"I'm not a person studying archaeology, I'm just studying at Tianhai University." Chen Xuan said lightly.

Hu Jianjun couldn't help laughing, turned around and looked at several young colleagues, and they also laughed.

A girl wearing a red T-shirt couldn't help laughing: "School brother, you are not an archaeological student, you can't just go to the ancient tomb to join in the fun, it's very dangerous."

"It's very dangerous. I also heard that there is a general's wronged soul in the ancient tomb." Chen Xuan spoke with a calm expression.

"Why is a so-called archaeological expert who still believes that there are things like wronged souls?" Hu Jianjun sneered, "But if you are afraid, don't go in later, wait here, do you want me to send two people to protect me?"

You, I heard that this Niujiazhuang is also haunted!"

"This Niujiazhuang is really weird, I advise you to be careful," Chen Xuan said expressionlessly, not as if he was reminding him at all.

Hu Jianjun couldn't help laughing. Some archaeological experts from somewhere actually believed in these divine and magical things.

It has been several months since all the villagers of Niujiazhuang disappeared. Hu Jianjun came here and was not afraid of the so-called haunted incident at all.
Chapter completed!