There are some things that we can prove that they exist, but they cannot prove that they do not exist. It is no longer known whether it is faith or lost treasures passed down by ancient people.

This so-called Shengmen looks slightly larger than other doors, and the text on it looks more complicated than other doors. Zhang Chong walked to the door and looked carefully for a while, then reached out to signal his father to come. Zhang Chong did not take his father, but continued to study the text on it:

"It seems that I'm right. This is the tomb of a local rich family. It seems that he was quite famous at that time. He was a wealthy person. Then the above said that one year the flood almost flooded the land, so the big family found a master to seal the strange beast that initiated the flood. It seems that as I thought, there is indeed something amazing in this tomb. If this thing is really as mysterious as what is written on it, we probably may have gone without returning when we enter."

My father had seen several dogs entering the corridor with his own eyes and never returned. Now, when he heard Zhang Chong say this, he felt even more scared. Zhang Chong took his father to his uncle and told his uncle everything they saw. He didn't even look at Zhang Chong:

"Nephew, don't talk nonsense. He doesn't have any skills. He will do it. If he has any skills, he will be like this. He used to tell fortunes to others on the street. If I didn't see his surname was Zhang, I would be better than him. Yes, there might be something in other doors, but they must be some mechanisms designed by ancient people. If there are real fortune-telling, do you believe it?"

My father didn't say anything, after all, no one could tell such things. Zhang Chong believed in his father. He could not make up scary things to scare himself. In the past, there were often things in the tombs. After all, my father was a person without experience in this area, and he didn't know how to speak in such a situation.

The sound of the machine being turned off was accompanied by the footsteps of the other workers. The "Shengmen" was immediately full of workers. The strong foreman walked to my uncle and asked what to do next. My uncle thought for a while and looked up and shouted to the workers above:

"Stay today, and prepare to go into the hole together to get the baby tomorrow!"

These workers who have worked hard for half their lives have their eyes glowed green when they hear the word "baby". Why do they work so hard? It's all for money. They can only earn a few kids on the construction site in a month. When the foreman is not paying attention, they just take a baby out and sell it for several years without worrying about food or clothing. So everyone called out and took their own guys back to the tent. Only Zhang Chong looked at his father and sighed and walked into his father's tent.

When he walked into the tent, Zhang Chong scooped a scoop of water from the bucket and poured himself down from the beginning:

"Old Xu, I feel a bad feeling in my heart. I always feel that if we go into this tomb, something bad will definitely happen. I don't know what will happen, I just feel weird in my heart."

My father took out a pack of two cigarettes from his pocket, put one on the stool next to Zhang Chong, and held the other in his mouth and lit it:

"I also think it's strange in my heart. If you really tell me what you are saying below, then everyone will have to finish it."

Zhang Chong rubbed his face, took out a lighter from his pocket, and put the cigarette he had placed next to him in his mouth and lit it:

"Actually, the ancients sometimes used some strange things to create a myth to intimidate the tomb robbers who wanted to rob tombs. But don't think there is really nothing inside. Since he dares to warn you, it means that he really has a hand and there is definitely something waiting for us. When I was a child, I heard the adults at home talking about the dangers in the tomb. The mechanism secretly said that nothing is the most terrifying, and it would be unlucky if I encountered a zongzi."

"Zongzhu...Zongzhu? Even if the rice dumplings in the tomb are poisonous, they will be broken. Besides, these workers are not fools. It is impossible for them to pick up the rice dumplings here and eat them."

Hearing this, Zhang Chong sprayed a mouthful of cigarette out of his mouth, and choked for a while, his father scooped him a scoop of water and drank it before he could feel comfortable:

"What's the thing? The zongzi I mentioned is not the same as the zongzi you mentioned. The zongzi I mentioned is our term for fighting back, which means walking zombies, which means zombies you mentioned."

My father widened his eyes:

"My god, do you really have zombies?"

Zhang Chong took a sip of cigarette, then pursed his lips and vomited something out of his mouth:

"It seems to be true, but they were all told by adults when they were young, and they were all heard as horror stories. But looking at their expressions when they were told, I don't think it's fake. When I was a child, my family taught me how to make rice dumplings, so I think there must be this thing, I'm afraid it's here. If I meet, our group will probably suffer."

My father lowered his head and listened, thinking that these things were things that could only be seen in novels before. If Zhang Chong hadn't told him these things in person, he wouldn't have believed these things that only drunks could say.

However, no matter whether it is really as dangerous as imagined, it will be faced tomorrow. Besides, there are still those muscular men in front of you. At worst, the baby will run away if he doesn't want it. He will enter the tomb tomorrow, but his uncle is not ready to organize a celebration banquet for workers. Maybe it's because this industry is a bit unlucky and nothing to celebrate. But not long after, my father and Zhang Chong heard the sound of cars outside the tent. The first one was a van and the second one was a black sedan.

A man in a black suit got out of the black sedan. The father felt familiar with him the more he looked at him, but he couldn't remember who he was. The man got out of the car with him was a man in a yellow Taoist robe and two women in black leather jackets. The father could see a scar on one of the women's face.

My uncle smiled and greeted several people. The man in black suit walked in front, and the few behind followed him to the direction of the tomb Shengmen. It seemed that this time, my uncle was not the head, and these people were the real bosses. The workers naturally didn't care about these things. It was no different for them who gave them money, and it was no different for my father and Zhang Chong. My father took out the cooking prepared by the chef today. Men like them did not have the habit of being a little more restrained when they drank too much yesterday. For them, getting drunk every day was a real happy day. After all, I didn't have so many worries when I was drunk, and I dared to brag up any cow. After drinking two bottles of Erguotou, I could not even have my head.

Not long after, Zhang Chong and his father had just started drinking, and there was a sound of bell beads coming from behind. Zhang Chong smiled:

"What's this? I thought I was an expert. The first thing I did when I came up was to do it. This is to rob a tomb, not to build a tomb, but to do it. It's so funny."

My father also smiled like Zhang Chong:

"That's right, who can be better than our Lao Zhang in terms of majors? It's really a show of success."

Zhang Chong patted his chest:

"Brother, it's not that I am a brag. Although I, Zhang Chong, have never set up a few tombs, have been cheating outside these years. But after all, I came from the Zhang family, and the skills I have learned are from the Zhang family. No matter how bad I am, Zhang Chong, are from the Zhang family, so I can learn from the evil ways and even learn from others to fight."

...

"Pingping, do you miss your mother?"

"think."

"Do you want to go find your mom?"

"think."

Grandpa turned around and went to the small shop to buy a popsicle and two packs of spicy strips and put them in my hand:

"Grandpa knows that you know where your mother is. Can you accompany you to bring your mother back?"

After the grandmother asked this last time, I felt that there would be nothing good for grandpa to call her back. But I really wanted my mother to go home. I walked towards the courtyard with my snacks, and my grandpa followed behind.

"Pingping, now your father is not at home, he has gone to the construction site. I know you are afraid that your mother will be bullied. If your father is not around, no one will bully your mother. Your father will have a long time to come back. Then your father may not be like before when he comes back. Besides, isn't your grandfather still there? I will protect your mother with you. Look at you, you are still young, and you will be bullied and ridiculed by others if you don't have a mother at such a young age."

I ignored him and continued to walk towards the courtyard. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw the grandmother turn out from the intersection in front of the courtyard and say the same thing to me. I lowered my head and thought for a while, and threw the wooden stick left by eating the popsicle into the vegetable field next to me:

"Then I'm going to call grandma, and I'll go if she agrees."

Grandpa and grandma did not object, so I got on Grandma's tricycle and returned to Xiaotao's house together. At that time, I could only contact grandma with their public phone number. In fact, I also installed a phone number from Grandma, but every time I called grandma and grandma, the little grandma would blame the grandma for the too much phone bill, and the grandma did not let me use the phone number, so I could only call at Xiaotao's house every time.

After contacting grandma for a while, I told them what the little grandpa and grandma meant, and then the phone number below was answered by the grandma. It means that we can go to find our mother, but we cannot harass our mother's life, and if our mother wants to, she can come back with us.

So I confessed my way to my mother's place like my grandfather confessed. My grandfather promised me to go to my mother's place with me tomorrow to take her home. I rummaged through the cabinet and found a newspaper from the cupboard, cut the news reports about the old streets and posted them together.

...

It was late at night, and Zhang Chong and his father had almost drunk the same drink. The table was full of cigarette butts and food residues, and the whole tent was filled with a strong smell of wine. Zhang Chong looked at his father with his eyes narrowed:

"Old Xu, do you dare to do something unreasonable with me?"

My father lowered his head and burped, and the cigarette butt on the tip of his right finger fell to the ground without paying attention.

Zhang Chong patted his hand on his father's left shoulder:

"Let's take advantage of the darkness and get some things out. Think about it, when everyone goes in together tomorrow, all the valuables will be taken away by the foreman, and those workers will take away the valuables secretly. What else can we have left."

So, drinking makes the cowardly, and my father immediately slapped the table and woke up the two of them with a little bit of wine:

"Go, fuck, fuck!"

The two of them immediately stood up and walked towards the tomb with a flashlight. There was no light around them. The workers and the foreman fell asleep. In the middle of the night, only these two drunks walked towards the darkest place together.

As soon as they reached the location of the tomb, the two of them smelled a scent of blood. Both of them thought they were drunk. Without thinking, the two of them walked in with their shoulders on their shoulders.

Not long after leaving, the two of them appeared in front of them was a small wooden bridge with a dry canal underneath. The father immediately laughed:

"You said that this ancient man was not nonsense. He actually built a small ditch in his tomb and built a bridge. You said that you wanted to stop the tomb robbers and fart if you took off your pants, it was true."

Zhang Chong patted his father on the shoulder:

"Brother, you don't understand this. Water is used to accumulate wealth. Only when water flows in, wealth can it flow in. But it seems that his descendants are not very comfortable. Look, the water is like this."

My father also laughed:

"That's right. All the money-making things are left to this old boy in his own grave. What else can his descendants have?"

The two of them crossed the small wooden bridge and continued to walk in. They found that there was still a long corridor behind the bridge, and the light of the flashlight could not shine at the deepest part.

"Damn it, this corridor is so long, and if I don't look carefully, I haven't seen that the angle of this corridor is slowly going down.

It seems that this tomb is very deep, and it seems that it is below the level of the river outside."

Walking further forward, the father's flashlight seemed to have been illuminated. The two walked up and saw that this time they were completely scared. During the day, the man in a yellow Taoist robe lay with a ferocious face on the edge of the corridor, and one of his legs was gone. It seemed that he had died. His father turned around and wanted to run away, but Zhang Chong pulled him and sat on the ground to calm down:

"Don't worry, it's hard to say that we're going out now. Then people think we're going to kill people."

The father and daughter widened their eyes:

"This...this is fucking dead, I'll fuck!"

At this time, a gust of wind blew out of the tomb passage, and the bloody smell on the corpse instantly invaded the nostrils of the two.

"He should be like us, and he wanted to come in alone and get some good things to leave. He probably encountered something. Judging from his appearance, he probably had a mechanism broken half his leg. He wanted to crawl out, but died here because of excessive bleeding. Oh, it's so miserable."

My father's hands began to tremble:

"This...this...we're going to go in?"

After my father asked, he found that Zhang Chong next to him had not replied. He was about to turn his head and glance at the face of the strong foreman in front of him, and then he lost consciousness...
Chapter completed!