Jing Hai walked back and forth twice around the pit dug by me and Dou Dabao, looked at the sky again, lowered his head and pointed down, and said:

"Take a closer look, are there any special markings on those stone slabs?"

I just nodded, crouched down, dug up some more dirt around me, and looked at it with my phone.

The more I looked, the more unbelievable I felt, although I was not a native or a mouse, but judging from the traces on the surface of the slate, this so-called vertical burial tomb was definitely not buried in recent decades.

It has only been five or six years since the blind man bought this courtyard, which means that he may not know that there is such a tomb under the courtyard wall of his house.

What's even more puzzling is that Pig Nose Lane has always been the old town, who would bury the dead in the city? And is it still an upright burial?

I pulled out my saber and carefully scraped the dirt from the surface of a stone slab, revealing a circular depression the size of a wine bottle cap.

"Did you find it?" Jinghai asked anxiously.

"There is a circular hole, which has been filled with soil, and I don't know if it is passable."

"There's one over here, too!" Dou Dabao said.

Jinghai slapped his face, "That's right!" Seven stone slabs, each of which should have a sign of a depression on it. ”

Dou Dabao looked at me and said, "Why don't we try to dig through these small holes, and then use a wire or something to stick into it, hook the corpse, and turn it around." ”

For a moment, I felt like he was a genius. It seems that in this case, he said that the only way.

But Jinghai said: "Those are not holes, they can't be passed." ”

Dou Dabao and I stared at each other, and we were both stupid.

I suddenly remembered a person, a madman living in a mental hospital - Zang Zhiqiang.

Zang Zhiqiang is the descendant of the Tibetan Yin lineage and a professional tomb robber. If he had, perhaps......

My heart shook violently, and I was just about to take out the soul coffin, when Jing Hai suddenly said: "This is not an ordinary vertical burial tomb, it is the pattern of the seven stars reflecting the moon. The seven marks on the seven stone tablets represent the seven stars! ”

The old monk was like a demonic barrier, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became: "One of these seven stars is the main star, and it is connected to the stars in the sky......

"What do you mean?" Dou Dabao asked.

"It means that one of the seven stone tablets is not solid, but hides all the stars in the sky!"

Dou Dabao and I looked at each other, and we were even more confused.

But at this time, Jinghai suddenly let out a strange cry of "ah", and fell backwards on his back.

The pit was almost two meters deep, and Dou Dabao and I were both squatting, and we couldn't see what was going on with him at all.

The two looked at each other, and just as they were about to stand up, Jinghai's head suddenly appeared again.

Looking at the posture, he seemed to be lying on the ground with his whole body, or he was kneeling and pouting on top like I saw when Dou Dabao first came in.

Without waiting for Dou Dabao and I to speak, the old monk actually stretched out his hand and pointed at me, and said with a crying voice:

"O iniquity! You're a ghost, but you're a tyrannical thing! ”

I frowned, but still stood up, and Jing Hai came face to face: "Master, I don't know what you want to say, but I have to remind you, don't forget the purpose of our ...... here."

"I remember...... I know! ”

Jinghai's reaction made me completely stunned, and the old monk burst into tears, crying like a mourner.

His voice is not male or female, and this cry and the movement made people feel numb all over.

I held back my anger and waited until he finished crying before asking, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Jing Hai wiped his eyes in a similar way, still crying and said:

"I thought it was me who did it myself, or because of your bad luck, so I planted it in your hands. Now it seems that you are the Buddha and my calamity! ”

My brows are furrowed more and more, this old monk, can't he be crazy? Why is it full of gibberish?

Just as he was about to ask another question, Jinghai suddenly wiped his tears again, pointed to a direction below and said with a sad and angry face: "It's that slate, smash it!" The slate is hollow, and if it is smashed open, it will open the Seven Stars and the Moon. ”

I was still a little patient, but Dou Dabao couldn't stand it anymore, looked at me, and then looked at the position of the old monk's finger, his mouth tightened, and he lifted the iron drill and smashed it down on the stone slab.

The strength he used was not great, but as soon as the iron drill was smashed down, a crack appeared on the stone slab that I had dug out half a foot by him and me!

I hurriedly squatted down, buckled the upper edge and wrenched twice, but without triggering, I let Dou Dabao continue to smash.

Dou Dabao poked twice more with an iron hammer, and the triangular stone slab cracked.

I told him to stop, and then I broke it with my hand, and it didn't take much effort to break a piece of rubble.

I was stunned for a moment, and took a closer look at the broken cross-section with my mobile phone, and was stunned to find that although this stone slab was not hollow as Jinghai said, it had dense small holes in the middle. The holes seem to be out of order, and seem to be through, like an ant's nest underground.

I couldn't help but raise my eyes to look at the sea of silence above.

"What else to see? The little ancestors have all run away! Let's finish what is in front of us! Jinghai said with tears in his eyes.

I really can't stand his 'delicate beauty' that is more feminine than neutral, and I was worried about the blind man, so I simply ignored him, lowered my head and pulled the belt, and actually put the corner of the stone slab out of a palm-sized hole.

It was pitch black in the hole. Thinking that there was a grave down there, I bit my lip, took out my phone, turned on the flash, and looked down the hole to see what was going on inside.

How do you know that the inside seems to be unable to transmit light, foggy, pitch black, except for the limited distance of the hole, there is nothing to see below.

raised his face to look at Jinghai again, but saw that the old monk retracted his head again, and disappeared.

Dou Dabao and I looked at each other, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's stop playing with him, the blind man's life matters." ”

I also gritted my teeth and nodded, looked up again, lowered my head and said to Dou Dabao:

"There is generally no coffin for vertical burials, at most it is wrapped in a layer of cotton cloth or yarn...... You go up first, look at Jinghai, don't let him be a demon again. Let's do as he says, I'll ...... I'll try to turn the bones inside. ”

Dou Dabao looked at the hole and shuddered, "It's a dead man here...... If it's a corpse......"

"Get out!" For the first time, I felt the urge to strangle him.

Dou Dabao is not a fool after all, he knows that I am imperative, so he has to grit his teeth: "You be careful, if there is a situation, withdraw quickly!" I'll go up and look at the old bald man, and I'll pick you up by the way! ”

When Dou Dabao went up, I lowered my head, looked at the cone of the stones, and smiled bitterly at the hole above.

It's true that I'm a forensic doctor, but I can't see the situation clearly, so I put my hand in and touch it......

Thinking of the blind man, I gritted my teeth and put my hand in.

I made a decision in a very short period of time, and at the same time thought of many possibilities.

Because it is a vertical burial, the deceased should remain in a standing position.

I may feel a skull, or I may not be able to touch anything because of the decay and collapse of the bones of the corpse.

When I put my whole arm inside, I still didn't touch anything.

I sighed, and my heart said that no matter how metaphysical science is, it cannot be completely separated from physical science.

I don't know how many years this vertical tomb is, and the corpses inside are rotten to bones and tendons...... Most of the bones had collapsed, piling up in a pile underneath.

I thought to myself, and I wanted to pull my hand out.

But at this moment, all of a sudden, I felt a hand underneath me, grabbing my wrist tightly.

At the same time, a voice came from my ear: "The little thing is gone, you, stay with me......"