The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 983

And the little stonemason, since he entered the yard and locked the door, has never heard the door.It means that he has been in the house all the time, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

After dark, we could see the light from the little mason's house.

An hour passed quickly, and I became more and more nervous.

I looked up at the sky, and it was very close to the Haishi I mentioned.

I was a little impatient, so I was about to leave behind the willow tree and go to the yard to listen to the movement.

As a result, at this moment, the light in the little mason's room suddenly went out.

Because of our neighborhood, there is only this little light in the little mason's house.Once the lights go out, it's so obvious that we notice it right away.

"Out……"

Meng Baolu said something in a low voice.

I hurriedly signaled him to keep quiet, and kept my eyes fixed on the courtyard gate of the little mason's house.

Sure enough, as the lights went out.The courtyard door creaked open a crack.

The head of the little mason stuck out, and we quickly hid our bodies.

"Don't hide, come out..."

The little mason sneered and shouted.

It's over, it's been found...

I was shocked, but I didn't expect this little mason to be really shrewd. We hid so secretly, but he still discovered us.

I shook my head, and I was about to walk out of the tree and go to a showdown with the little mason.

As a result, Meng Baolu grabbed me and shook his head slightly at me.

I quickly stopped my body, leaned against the big tree, and listened to the movement at the door.Only then did I realize that this little mason was probably defrauding us.

He yelled that, if I couldn't hold back and rushed out, then we would be really exposed.

Sure enough, the little mason yelled twice at the door, but seeing no one answered, he stopped yelling.

Hearing the sound, he didn't walk towards us, but turned around and opened the door.

I secretly rejoiced, thanks to Meng Baolu, an old Jianghu.Otherwise, based on my experience, I would have been fooled by this little boy.This is also a manifestation of my inexperience in the world.

At this time, we sneaked out a little head from behind the tree and looked towards the door of the little mason's house.

The little mason opened the door, went inside and pushed his cart out.

I don't know what is loaded in the car, and it feels very heavy.Because the little mason was pushing the cart, the axle was pressed and creaked.And seeing the little stonemason pushing the cart was quite difficult.

I really want to know what is on his car, but due to the distance and the fact that his car is covered with a piece of cloth, it is difficult for us to guess what he is pushing out.

The little mason looked around first.

Meng Baolu and I hurriedly hid behind the tree, and waited for the little mason to push the car away before we turned out from behind the tree.

I looked at the back of the little mason, pushing the cart with difficulty under the moonlight, and staggered forward.

"What is this kid pushing? It looks very heavy."

Meng Baolu muttered something in a low voice.

I had previously inferred that the little stonemason would definitely come out at night.This came true.

But I was wrong about where he was going.

I thought he should go to the small ancestral hall again, but I don't know what he did exactly.But now I have identified it, the direction he is pushing the cart is completely opposite to the direction to the small ancestral hall.

Meng Baolu and I bent our backs and followed the little mason for a few steps.I asked him in a low voice, "Where is the little mason going?"

Meng Baolu shook his head: "I can't see it now. This direction is definitely not going to the village."

This is strange, and things have developed a bit out of my expectation.

If I had known this earlier, I might not have let Pang Dahai guard the small ancestral hall.I judged before that I can reconcile with him soon.

In this way, Fatty is completely alone.I'm not worried about whether he can handle that big man.Now with me and Fatty's abilities, at least we won't let that big man take advantage of us.

What I'm more worried about is the threat hidden behind Da Zhuang.For example...the missing person who has not been found, for example...the man-eating monster under the cave that has not been clarified yet, and the weird statue of General Blood Tears and so on.

But now the clues on the little mason's side can't be broken, and I can't let Meng Baolu stare alone.

Now, the few of us who came together are really divided into four groups.

As Meng Baolu said, the road that the little mason took did not lead to the village, but went up a nearby mountain along a small road.

This is the geographical location of Sanyangpu Village, surrounded by mountains on three sides and by water on one side.

In the village, except for the direction of the village entrance, no matter which direction you go in the other three directions, you will eventually walk into the mountains.

Although the road up the mountain is not too steep now, the little stonemason pushed the cart, and it became more difficult to move forward.

When we tracked it down, we found that some weeds on the road were also crushed by the wheels, leaving two heavy ruts.

We didn't dare to get too close to the little mason, so we could only follow from a distance.Fortunately, the little mason didn't notice us either. He made a lot of noise when he was walking, and we didn't have much trouble following him.

As we were walking, Meng Baolu suddenly pulled my clothes and said in a low voice, "Master, I think this little mason is going to the prince's tomb."

"The prince's tomb? Where is it?"

The first time I heard the word Wangyefen, I was taken aback and hurriedly asked.

When I came to Sanyangpu Village, I discovered more and more that there are so many unknown things hidden in this small village, such as historical inheritance, Feng Shui overall situation, the governor of the Qing Dynasty, and the statue of the general. The ancient well has a crypt.This is another prince's tomb. God knows what weird and bizarre events will happen in this small Sanyangpu.

Since we were tracking down the little mason, Meng Baolu didn't dare to say too much. When I asked, he simply explained to me: "It's the tomb of an unknown prince in the Qing Dynasty, but it's just a tomb of clothes."

I didn't ask in detail about the origin of this clothes tomb, and why there is such a clothes tomb in their village.

Because I vaguely saw a tall tomb appearing in my sight in front of me.

The little mason directly pushed the cart to the front of the tomb.

We didn't dare to get too close, so we hid in the grass not far away and stared at him.

The little mason parked his car in front of the grave first, sat on the ground panting for a long time, then got up again, took the tools from the car, and started digging in front of the grave.

Meng Baolu looked at it for a while, then looked at me suspiciously.

I shook my head, I became more and more ignorant of the little stonemason's behavior, and I couldn't figure out his purpose at all.

(End of this chapter)