The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 915
I nodded: "Actually, if this half-ghost is really Lu Feng, according to what the fourth grandfather said, I sympathize with him. It took five years to travel all over China to find his lover. In the end, This person is actually not far from my side. I finally found my sweetheart, and when there was a chance to reunite, the lover was insulted and jumped into the lake to die. Yin and Yang were separated. In the end, neither of them could say a word ...If this is made into a movie or TV series, it will definitely be a tragic film."

The third uncle also said: "You are right, nephew. This Lu Feng must be trapped by love, and he wants revenge for Mrs. Yang. This kind of person is often a single-minded person, and he is not so bad. If there is a chance to meet, I really want to meet him. Well, let's go to the cemetery as soon as possible."

I responded, and the three of us also packed up our equipment and headed to the Howling Valley Cemetery.

When we arrived at Howling Valley, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.People gathered from all directions one after another, and those large machines were also ready to fight.

Uncle San took us around the wild cemetery, when I unexpectedly found that on the ground, the grave mounds that had stood everywhere had been bulldozed.Those graves were scattered on the ground, and at this moment, a distinct change appeared.

Those graves, some places are very dry, as if they have been exposed to the sun for a long time, while some places are very wet, as if they have been watered by rain.

And this clear-cut situation spread all over the cemetery.

I looked at the wet and dry conditions under my feet and saw no pattern.After the third uncle had seen it, he nodded frequently, with a gratified expression on his face.

It seemed that these changes were under third uncle's control again.

At this time, Huang Changfu and Li Baohua, the captain of the construction team, also arrived at the scene.The temporary high platform was still standing there, and the third uncle took us to the high platform again.

This time condescending, I looked at the cemetery again.I found that the bright and dark ground did not seem to be irregular, and the whole looked like a figure, but I couldn't tell what it was.

After we arrived here, it was almost noon.Huang Changfu led Li Baohua to see Uncle San and asked about the next action plan.

The third uncle waved his hand, this time he didn't put on a show like before, but told Li Baohua to send someone to draw the corresponding lines according to the figure formed by light, dark, dry and wet on the ground.

Li Baohua nodded, and found someone to draw along the pattern on the ground with lime powder.Soon, criss-cross lines appeared on the ground of the cemetery.And these construction personnel are experienced, and quickly formed drawings on paper according to the lines on the ground.

Finally, Li Baohua gave the blueprint of the ground to the third uncle.

The third uncle took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and began to sketch on the blueprint with a pen.

Soon, the third uncle took the blueprint to Li Baohua, pointed to the mark on it, and said, "You get two excavators, and start digging deeply from these points."

Li Baohua took a look at the blueprint, nodded and said, "It's no problem to dig down, but how deep should we dig?"

The third uncle waved his hand: "Dig first, report the depth at any time, and I will monitor it at any time. When the time comes, follow my command. If you don't let you stop, just keep digging."

"Come on, it's fine with your words." Li Baohua took the order and dispatched all the excavators under his command to a few points on the cemetery to start working.

Li Baohua's team was well-trained, and soon, the roar of excavators resounded around the cemetery.

Those who were not digging all gathered around to watch.

The third uncle held his compass and walked around the field from time to time, going back and forth to several work points, watching the progress and mobilizing the excavators at the same time.

The work started around eleven o'clock and continued until after three o'clock in the afternoon. When the excavator operation was completed and reached a certain depth, Uncle San asked the drilling equipment to take over the operation and began to dig deep underground.

The surrounding onlookers began to talk about it. It is roughly estimated that the excavator and the drilling equipment have dug down at least seven or eight meters deep.When will this be the head?

Fatty and I also have this question, but it's not easy for us to ask more at this time.

It was at this time that someone suddenly came to report that water had been poured out of one of the points.

We hurried over to look, and found that in the hole that was opened, water really came up from the ground.

Soon, people came to report one after another, and water appeared at the fixed points.

The third uncle had a chuckle on his face, and hurriedly asked: "Is it all out of the water? Hurry up and count and report."

The people off the field were busy, and finally counted and reported that the third uncle had set a total of nine points on the drawing.Eight of them have already come out of the water, but there is only one point that has not yet seen the water.

The third uncle quickly waved his hands: "Now stop all the homework for me, remove all the equipment, and free up the venue for me."

The third uncle's order prohibited, all the machines on the field were evacuated one after another, and soon the entire field was empty.

The third uncle strode into the middle of the field, and Pang Dahai and I followed him in, and saw the pits where the water came out. It was as if a spring had been dug inside, and water splashed continuously from below.

But the water just filled the pothole and stopped coming out.

The third uncle skipped the holes with water, and went straight to the only pothole in the middle that didn't leak water.

The pothole, two meters wide on the outside, was dug out by an excavator.Further down is a well-sized hole leading to the ground.

Unlike other potholes, there is no water coming out of this hole.

We squatted on the edge of the hole, and I vaguely felt the cold wind blowing up from under the hole.

The cold wind blew my face a little numb, and my intuition told me that the wind here is not good, either a cloudy wind or an evil spirit.

Seeing this cave made my heart pound.

Because according to the previous routine, we found a suspicious cave or cave, we will definitely send people down to find out.And this person, if nothing else, must be me.

As for the reason, with the third uncle, there will be different interpretations every time.

I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingling, and I made up my mind that if I was allowed to go down alone this time, I wouldn't do it even if I was beaten to death.

Unexpectedly, I was overthinking this time. After Third Uncle observed the burrow, he beckoned Huang Changfu over.

Huang Changfu timidly came to the side of the burrow, a little at a loss, pointed to the burrow and said, "This...what's going on here?"

(End of this chapter)