Chapter 443

Grandma said she didn't need to find it. Let's take the ruins as their second old man's grave. Then he asked me to take out the offerings for ancestor graves, put them on the ground, light three incense sticks and burn some paper money. I opened a bottle of Baijiu, sprinkled on the burning paper ash, and Lan Xiaoying kneeled behind my grandmother, respectfully knocked three heads.

At first, the old lady was very strong. She dried her tears and didn't cry again, but she couldn't help it when she had to leave after the worship. Fall down in the grass and cry bitterly. This is the most painful time grandma has ever cried!

She cried and complained about her sins. She had been away from home for decades, had no news, did not go home to see it once, and did not see the last side before the second old man died.

LAN Xiaoying wept with her, but I told her in my heart that I couldn't blame grandma for being unfilial. When she took me alone, it was hard for her to survive. She was illiterate and didn't know how to send a telegram or make a phone call at home. Besides, at that time, there was no telephone in my hometown. Thousands of miles away, I have no money to go home, so that I have a lifelong regret!

We coaxed for a long time before finally pulling grandma up. I took her on my back and went back to Baijia village.

Chang Hao and several of them followed, dejected. It was originally agreed to go out and have fun. As a result, just after arriving at the ground, I first went to the yin-yang Road, and then the equipment was burned. It was unlucky to get home. At the moment, they are not in the mood to play. They are anxious to return to Baijia village to worship their ancestors' graves, and then they will return.

After entering the forest, it began to rain. At present, due to the lack of equipment, we can only take care of grandma first, then Ling Wei, who is slightly weak, and the rest can only travel in the rain. Before they got out of the forest, they sneezed one by one. I quickly mixed Fu water to pour them down. The mountain road was muddy and dangerous in the rain. It was almost passed step by step. It was 3 p.m. to return to Baijia village.

We didn't care much. We found Meng Dasheng, bought some tickets to the ghost cave and went to take shelter from the rain first. It's dark enough that a ticket costs 100. When Meng Dasheng took us up the mountain with the key, he said that the rain would not stop for a while and a half. In addition, the road down the mountain was very dangerous, so he could not go back to baijialing town. There are several simple guest rooms in the village, which are specially prepared for mountaineering tourists. If you want to live, add another 100 for each person.

I really want to greet his 19th generation ancestors. Why didn't you say that we bought tickets for shelter from the rain, and it's still our own tickets. It's unfair enough. Now you tell us that we have rooms. I'm afraid it's impossible to refund the ticket now. Besides, we really want to go into the ghost hole to see what happens. So he endured his anger, paid another room money and decided to spend the night in Baijia village tonight.

The old lady is old in the end. She ran around all day yesterday and was frightened at night. Coupled with her grief this morning, she is now more than ten years old. It rained down the mountain all night, and we couldn't stand it, not to mention her old man? Just hope that Tian Shuang won't go to Baijia village to do evil.

I want grandma to stay in the guest room first. Let's go up and have a look at the ghost hole. Unexpectedly, the old lady is very stubborn and has to go home to have a look. I couldn't resist her. On the way, I whispered to her not to cry again.

Meng Dasheng took us up, opened the doors inside and outside, and said, "as long as you don't damage things, you can play in it any time." Then he went down.

How can grandma not cry? Before entering the door, holding the door frame, tears were flowing. But when she entered the cave, she stopped crying. There was no dust in the room. The door was filled with earth Kang. In front of the right wall was a very old looking square table with broken legs. However, the Kang hole has been expanded to drill down a person. We gathered around and shone down with a flashlight. There were steps below. Because of the angle, we couldn't see the deep situation.

"This is your grandpa's room." Grandma said and sat on the edge of the Kang.

Meng Dasheng opened this room, and we dared not pry open the locks on the doors of other rooms. Grandma said that she as like as two peas in the room. My heart says it's better not to look, lest you cry again.

Caiyun said angrily, "in fact, this place is not a tourist attraction. It's just dangerous houses that can't live any more, so they all moved out. Some of the crew have taken scenes here, but they haven't seen it once in a few years. The tour group will not come here. The village is nothing more than fooling some mountaineering tourists organized by itself. "

I asked everyone to accompany grandma on it and go into the ghost cave with LAN Xiaoying to find out. Ling Wei was obedient, but Chang Hao, Chen Xi and Huasi couldn't help being curious and followed.

The climate below is cold and gloomy. There are soil walls on all sides. There is no stone everywhere. It is a tunnel dug manually. It is only one meter wide and less than two meters high, which makes it very stuffy. The light shines on the front and turns about ten meters away. On both sides of the tunnel, a door opening appears on the left and right.

LAN Xiaoying and I walked in front side by side. She was basically sure that there was no evil spirit. My heart said, if there is evil, dare the village let anyone in? If something happens, you'll have to go. We went to the door opening and looked around. The space on both sides was the same, about 20 square meters. There are several huge clay figurines on the right. They are like women. They fall horizontally on the ground. It seems that they have been damaged and lack arms and legs. However, the face is lifelike, the production is very fine, and even the clothes pleats are depicted completely.

In the left room, there are stone statues half buried in the soil, all of them men. The sculptors are also very meticulous. Their facial expressions and wrinkles depict the state of strangers incisively and vividly.

The three of them looked at both sides, and Chang Hao said, "this is the ghost hole? Clay figurines and stone statues are not terrible. Isn't it shameful? "

Huasi was very interested in those clay figurines and ran in with a flashlight. I looked back and said, "don't touch it. These things are a little strange."

"I don't think it belongs to the sacrificial items of the previous cult sect?" Chen Xi looked at me and asked.

LAN Xiaoying frowned and said, "it's hard to conclude that before liberation, there were all kinds of cults everywhere, which were used as a means of offering sacrifices to gods to confuse the people. After liberation, there was also a self proclaimed Buddhist emperor who also made a lot of Buddhist statues. However, this is something of the Bai family. I don't think it has anything to do with the cult? " She finally said in a questioning tone, rolling her eyes and watching my reaction.

I squatted down and looked carefully and said, "whether it is a cult or not, it is definitely organized. This is something hidden under grandpa's house. Grandpa won't let him in. How can he dig tunnels, carve and make so many statues and clay figurines alone? Maybe this happened before Grandpa. It has little to do with our Bai family. Grandpa discovered the secret. "

LAN Xiaoying said: "there is another possibility that this is the burial pit of an ancient tomb..."

Before she finished, she was rejected by me: "why is the burial pit so shallow? And the costumes of these statues have no characteristics, that is, the clothes of ordinary people at that time... First look at the costumes of the statues. What's the age? "

LAN Xiaoying squatted down and said, "from the long braided and mandarin jacket, it is undoubtedly the Qing Dynasty. Funerary objects do not have to have any characteristics. Sometimes the objects excavated in the tomb will surprise the archaeological community and fill a lot of gaps in history... "

"Stop, we're not archaeologists. Look at the texture on the mandarin jacket. It seems to be a mantra symbol!" I got close with electricity and made an amazing discovery.