ghost craftsman

Chapter 181
For this reason, the leaders of the Eighth Office finally decided to locate the mausoleum in Shenwu Mountain.

After deciding on the location, the leader of the Eighth Office recruited a group of craftsmen to open the mountain. In Wang Jiong's words, the process of opening the mountain was extremely easy. He just opened a six-meter-high cave with the mountain blasting guns commonly used in our rural areas. Then it was digging.

The strange thing is that the Eighth Office did not hollow out Shenwu Mountain, but started digging towards the bottom of Shenwu Mountain. After a full year of digging, the outline of a mausoleum was finally obtained.

As soon as the outline came out, the leaders of the Eighth Office withdrew the craftsmen, and drew a lot of people from the brigades of the Eighth Office, and went to the mausoleum to start setting up various organs, secret passages, mazes, etc. s things.

At first, when arranging these things, nothing strange happened, but just before the mausoleum was completed, the person who arranged the office said that before the Dafan Mausoleum was completed, a troupe had to be invited to come to Shenwu Mountain to sing a big play. Evil, the second is to consecrate this mausoleum!
Ever since, a troupe was invited to sing a big opera at the entrance of the mausoleum.

It is also very strange to say that on the night when the troupe sang the big play, many villagers in Shenwu Mountain rushed over to watch the excitement, watching, watching, and did not know whether those people who sang the big play offended the gods, or Shenwu Mountain Those villagers offended the gods, and a large group of old crows flew into the sky without warning, a dense mass of crows, flapping their wings and filling the entire Shenwu Mountain with water.

All of a sudden, the entire air resounded with the crow's extremely mournful chirping, wave after wave.

As soon as this situation happened, those opera singers who sang big operas dared to continue singing and ran away, and the villagers of Shenwu Mountain did the same, one by one scrambling to run back.

It's okay not to run, but when they ran, those old crows didn't know what was going on, first they screamed, and then they started shitting. (Digression: There is a saying on our side that it is unlucky for three years because of bird feces. If you want to get rid of this curse, you have to ask for a hundred rice, and then cook the rice into rice, and eat it in three days , this curse can be resolved.)
In an instant, those bird droppings fell like rain, and within a moment, the place that was still very lively immediately turned into an open space, leaving only a place of bird droppings and some people from the Eighth Office, and Wang Jiong was among them.

At that time, he asked Xie Leiting, the person in charge of the mausoleum, what to do.

Then Xie Leiting told him that there should be something in Shenwu Mountain that attracted these old crows.

Who would have thought that as soon as the words fell, those old crows hovering in mid-air actually... actually... actually let out a cry similar to that of a baby, extremely shrill, and extremely uncomfortable to the ear, like a lonely ghost Whispering is average.

When Wang Jiong said this, his whole body began to tremble. In his words, he had never heard such a shrill voice in his life, as if thousands of children were floating in the air and crying.

If it was just like that, Wang Jiong wouldn't come to me either.

However, just after those old crows cried, a torrential rain began to fall in the midair, and the raindrops hit the ground drop by drop like arrows flying off the string.

Looking at the heavy rain, Wang Jiong felt a little strange, the sky was full of crows, how did these raindrops come from, so he reached out to catch some rainwater and put it in his mouth to taste.

This is not heavy rain, it is clearly the tears of the old crow.

Wang Jiong was almost scared to death when he discovered this phenomenon. As we all know, tears are extremely small in the eyes of animals, especially birds and animals, which have no tears at all.

But now, the black crowd of old crows are crying collectively, and they are still so ferocious, like heavy rain.

Rao, those people from the Eighth Office, all of them were as serious as iron, and they didn't even dare to speak out.

However, the matter did not end there. After wiping away their tears for about two or three minutes, the crows collectively slammed into the mountain wall above the entrance of the mausoleum, and the scene of the crow committing suicide was staged.

In less than a moment, the old crows that were still hovering in the air crashed to death on the mountain wall. The mountain wall that was originally a little bit blue was stained red by the blood of the old crows. The tricky old crow blocked the entire entrance extremely tightly, making it airtight, and the ground looked like after a great war, except for the blood, it was still blood.

That Wang Jiong was standing by the entrance at that time, he felt his scalp numb when he watched all this, he suppressed the fear in his heart, picked up an old crow, and found that the crow's eyes were extremely sharp, straight He stared intently at the entrance of the mausoleum.

This situation frightened those people in the Eighth Office to run away, but as the person in charge of the mausoleum, Xie Leiting would never allow this kind of thing to happen. People began to clean up the dead crows.

Ordinarily, it should be quite easy to clean up the corpses of the old crows, but the strange thing is that when they cleaned up the corpses, the blood of those old crows actually overflowed into the mausoleum.

According to Wang Jiong, when digging the mausoleum, they deliberately set the entrance about ten centimeters higher than the ground in consideration of rainwater seeping into the mausoleum in rainy days, and did some waterproofing works at the entrance.

Even so, the blood of those old crows still spilled in.

I was very puzzled by this, so I asked him how the old crow's blood spilled into it.

He glanced up at me, and tremblingly said: "Brother Luo, I won't hide it from you. The situation really cannot be expressed in words. If I really want to say it, I can only say that it is wrong to say that water flows downhill."

When I heard this, I frowned. According to what he said, there must be something wrong with the blood of those old crows. After all, it is a constant fact that water flows downhill, so I asked him: "Then what happened after that?"

As if he had thought of something terrible, his face changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "Later, when all of us cleaned up the old crow's body, we found... found... found that the whole tomb was like a blood tomb, whether it was the walls or the tomb. The passage, even the traps arranged are all red, as if drenched in blood."

Hearing this, I frowned even more, the old crow's blood spilled in, and the whole mausoleum became a tomb of blood, this is more than evil!It was appalling.

I asked Wang Jiong what was going on.

He said that the people from the Eighth Office had checked it, but they didn't know what was going on.

Now, I'm curious, even the people from the Eighth Office can't find out, so it's no use even looking for me!

I asked this out of my doubts.

That Wang Jiong stared at me deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Luo, what I just said was only what happened outside, and once I tell you what happened next, I'm afraid you...would be unable to sit still."

"What's the matter?" I asked out of curiosity.

(End of this chapter)