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"That should be the pomegranate tree, right Lin Xian?"

Gao Yang excitedly patted Lin Xian on the back:

"There are no pomegranates, so I can't tell, but this tree is obviously out of tune with the surrounding environment, and the painting style is completely different!"

Lin Xian nodded:

"Don't worry, that's the pomegranate tree. I've watched pomegranates bloom and grow pomegranate fruits since I was a child. I think it's good."

Bright red flowers.

Like fire, like blood, like sunset.

That is the unique shape and color of pomegranate flowers, you can’t go wrong with it!

"Quick, quick, let's get down quickly."

Lin Xian and Gao Yang turned around and walked back, then found a downhill road and successfully reached the valley.

The two of them ignored the dead branches and thorny flowers and plants under their feet. They stepped on the knee-high greenery one after another and walked quickly towards the pomegranate tree they had been looking for for a long time.

Not a moment later.

The two stepped on a shallow path on the flat lawn and successfully arrived in front of the pomegranate tree.

Panting, he rubbed his itchy arms. The two raised their heads and looked at the huge pomegranate tree that was several meters high, even nearly ten meters high.

"Do pomegranate trees usually grow so tall and big? Is it too exaggerated?"

Gao Yang bent down, supported his knees with both hands, and sighed:

"I have never seen such a big pomegranate tree, not in real life, nor in movies or TV shows. Could this one be mutated?"

Lin Xian shook his head:

"Obviously, this is the result of the cultivated species being left to grow in the wild without anyone pruning or intervening."

"My uncle's family used to grow pomegranate trees, and they had to prune the branches frequently. Because if you cut off one branch, two or three new branches will grow from the cut, and the fruit will naturally be more."

"But look at it now... this pomegranate tree has such a good growing environment. There are no big trees around to block the sun, and there are no thick roots to compete with it for nutrients. The roots of these weeds, wildflowers and the like can't take root that deep."

"So, the nutrients, water, and sunlight all belong to this pomegranate tree. In addition, it has been growing uncontrollably for 24 years, so it is not surprising that it has grown so big. But there is a saying, the fruits of such a pomegranate tree are generally not too big. It’s delicious, but the nutrients are in the wrong places.”

hiss……

Gao Yang shuddered:

"Even if it's delicious, who would dare to eat the tree on the grave?"

He turned on his mobile phone and found that there was still a good signal here. The map software marked it so that he would not get lost next time he came.

Lin Xian circled around the pomegranate tree.

Intuition... When most people plant trees in front of graves, they don't plant them in front, right? It is most reasonable to plant it behind or directly above the location where the coffin is buried.

If it were directly above, it would be really troublesome. Such a big pomegranate tree cannot be handled by the small shovels of him and Gao Yang without the help of large machinery.

But it's not absolutely impossible. After all, this is a pomegranate tree, not as thick as a poplar or a willow. If you bring a chainsaw, it's still enough to take advantage of it.

"How are you preparing your things? Are they comprehensive enough?"

Lin Xian looked back at Gao Yang:

"I trust you more, so I never asked you. Although you sometimes lead me astray... but overall it's pretty reliable."

Snapped!

Gao Yang snapped his fingers:

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems at all. Besides, I contacted a local car rental shop before coming here and rented a Toyota Prado, which can pull things and go off-road, to help us transport our things."

"To be honest, Lin Xian, we really have to thank Zhang Yuqian and her parents for choosing such a good Feng Shui location. It is not near a village or a shop in the back. It is remote and difficult to find... so we have such an opportunity to dig a grave. "

"Otherwise... if it was really buried in the ancestral grave in the field of my hometown according to custom, let alone digging the grave, we would probably have been beaten to death by members of their clan before we even got there with the shovel on our backs."

Lin Xian nodded:

"Fortunately among misfortunes. But this situation is inevitable."

He explained to Gao Yang:

"Think about it, why did Zhang Yuqian's father bury her here and choose her grave in such a remote place? That means he still has a guilty conscience! If he didn't have a guilty conscience, and if there was nothing hidden about the car accident that year, he could have been so generous. Bury your daughter in the family ancestral grave."

"This is better. At least it means...we won't come back empty-handed this time. We must know some truth."

"Then let's go back now and get ready. You go drive and organize the equipment. I'll survey the surrounding environment again to make sure everything is safe. By the way, I'll buy us two more clothes for rough work, or we'll have another one. Go there, there are bloody cuts all over your body; then buy some flashlights, food, drinking water and the like.”

"Let's call each other by phone then and get ready. At about... six or seven o'clock in the evening, let's meet at the entrance of the mountain?"

Gao Yang listened.

Thoughtful.

He walked around the pomegranate tree twice, making weird gestures with his right hand and muttering:

"Search for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain... A layer of entanglement is a layer of barrier..."

Uh-huh.

He opened --\u003e\u003e

Open your eyes and look solemn:

"No, six or seven is still too early. It should be later."

"What are you talking about? You're just pretending."

"You don't understand! There are things to be learned! And at 6 or 7 o'clock, those tourists haven't completely come down the mountain. I really encountered the kind of travel friends who have no way to go... They saw us digging human graves, so we didn't call the police. What's wrong? !”

Gao Yang waved his hand:

"So, nine o'clock! Meet at the mountain entrance where we came from at nine o'clock."

He snorted coldly:

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's time to fight!"

…

Ten o'clock at night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The light that belongs to the night is completely covered by dark clouds.

Not only was there no moon visible in the sky, not even a single star was visible.

Lin Xian and Gao Yang were fully armed and stood in the valley, ten meters away from the pomegranate tree, looking ahead.

"no."

Lin Xian turned his head and looked at Gao Yang, who was next to him with exaggerated equipment:

"Are you serious?"

Gao Yang at this time.

Wearing a miner's hat on his head, he holds a Luoyang shovel in his left hand and an engineer shovel in his right hand. There is a large cloth bag filled with glutinous rice on his waist, and an ivory gold-touching charm hangs around his neck.

The key is……

He has a black donkey's hoof in his mouth!

I can tolerate everything else, but this Lin Xian really can't stand it:

"The black donkey's hooves are stuffed into the zombie's mouth. What are you doing in your own mouth? Do you want to kiss the zombie or spit in its mouth?"

"Ah, really? I remembered it wrong."

Gao Yang took out the black donkey's hoof from his mouth, rubbed his saliva on his clothes, and then put it in his trouser pocket where he could easily find it.

"But these equipments are very useful. If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools!"

He raised the long assembled Luoyang shovel in his hand and looked at Lin Xian:

"This thing is very necessary to locate the coffin. The pomegranate tree itself is so big, and the surrounding space is also so big. We have to accurately locate the coffin before digging, right?"

"You don't need to explain the principle. If you have any work to do, hurry up and get it done." Lin Xian urged.

Gao Yang took off other equipment from his back.

Then he picked up a sharp Luoyang shovel and twisted two more sections on it to increase the length.

The Luoyang shovel is different from common shovels. Its main function is not to shovel soil or build walls. Instead, it is composed of several sections of hollow steel pipes. The cylindrical shovel at the head is very sharp and can easily penetrate into the soil. .

This is actually a geological tool used for deep soil sampling, analysis, and research. But Gao Yang obviously did some strange homework, killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

Coffins are generally not buried too deep, so there is no need to use such professional tools.

If you really want to locate it, you can just take a long steel bar or a sharp iron rod and poke it directly into the soil. When it fails to poke, or if it gets stuck halfway, there is a high probability that it will hit the coffin.

Lin Xian was too lazy to argue so much with Gao Yang.

He just wanted to open Zhang Yuqian's coffin as soon as possible to see what was hidden inside and whether there were any remains.

Gao Yang has obviously taken on the role.

He hunched forward, picked up the Luoyang shovel, held it with both hands and raised it high! Poke down!

呲——

Moist and smooth into the earthy sound.

Then Gao Yang rotated and applied pressure again, and Luoyang's shovel kept going down, and there was not much length left on the ground.

"Not here."

Gao Yang took out the Luoyang shovel and changed the place:

"The coffin won't be buried that deep, so it's definitely not in this position. I'll poke it somewhere else."

He changed a few more places and poked the Luoyang shovel into the soil.

finally!

Click!

A crisp sound!

Gao Yang used all his strength to insert the Luoyang shovel into the soil, but this time he stopped just a few dozen centimeters into the soil and hit something hard!

"Lin Xian! Come quickly!"

Gao Yang shouted excitedly:

"It's shipped!"

Lin Xian trotted over, held the Luoyang shovel, which was like a thin steel pipe, and poked it up and down.

really.

There was something hard underneath, and there was a dull sound of hitting wood.

"coffin……"

Lin Xian said softly:

"It seems that the old lady was right. Zhang Yuqian's grave is buried here."

Immediately, the two continued to use Luoyang shovels to position themselves.

With a reference point, the rest of the work was much easier. Soon, the two of them had completely determined the position and size of the coffin by constantly inserting Luoyang shovels.

"call……"

Gao Yang threw away the Luoyang shovel and wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeves:

"Fortunately, the coffin is located in front of the pomegranate tree, and the distance is not short. There is no need to worry about the influence of the pomegranate tree's root system at this location. And the burial location is not too deep... Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it is due to the wind over the years. There is a possibility of soil loss due to the rain. Needless to say, we are very lucky.”

"It's indeed good." Lin Xian agreed.

"But when things go wrong, there must be a monster!"

"Will you die if you don't say a word? Dig quickly."

…

Click, click, click.

Using a shovel and a shovel, the two began to dig above the coffin, and soon they found the coffin board.

There is no moonlight, and when I shine a flashlight on it, I can see that the paint has already rotted and peeled off --\u003e\u003e

Fallen, only the rough original color of the wood can be seen. The quality of this wood is really good. After being buried in the ground for more than 20 years, it is still so hard and has not completely rotted.

"Thanks to being in the north, the air and soil are relatively dry. If we were in the south, no matter how good the wood was buried in the soil for twenty years, it would have rotted completely."

Gao Yang said while digging the soil:

"So Yuqian's father is indeed quite rich. The coffin is made of good wood, solid wood. Even the material is mahogany. Hiss... mahogany furniture is so expensive. How much does such a big mahogany coffin cost? And this redwood board is pretty good and can definitely be turned into a tea table.”

"Can you say a few words less?"

Lin Xian frowned, stopped the shovel in his hand, and looked at Gao Yang:

"We are digging graves, not treasure hunting. We are already quite nervous. Why are you beeping here?"

"I'm diverting my attention!"

Gao Yang shouted:

"Damn it, it's dark and windy this month, in the wilderness, there's a coffin being dug, and there's a female corpse hidden inside... Who wouldn't be so scared!"

Shortly after.

The two finally shoveled away all the dirt on the coffin lid. The thick coffin lid was tightly fastened to the coffin and nailed shut.

Although the edges are rotten.

But such a heavy solid wood board cannot be lifted by two people. They must use a [crowbar].

This kind of crowbar has a sharp end that can be directly inserted into the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin board, and then press hard to tilt it up directly using the principle of leverage.

Lin Xian pursed his lips.

It really feels like a coffin in this deep mountain and old forest, coupled with the pomegranate flowers as bright as blood in front of it... I really feel more and more chills down my spine.

"Hurry up."

Lin Xian threw the crowbar in his hand to Gao Yang and picked up another crowbar:

"Pry open the coffin and let's see what's inside."

"Hold on."

Gao Yang seemed to be facing a formidable enemy and stopped Lin Xian.

Then he took off the cloth bag from his waist, and while walking around the coffin, he took out the glutinous rice inside and sprinkled it around the coffin along the way:

"I'll draw a barrier first."

"Is this the materialistic weapon you are talking about?" Lin Xian complained.

"This is it."

Gao Yang took out a candle from his backpack and waved it in front of his eyes:

"We are going to light a candle in the southeast of the coffin. As long as the candle does not go out, it means we are fine. If the candle goes out, it means that the owner of the tomb does not agree with us stealing things, and we must leave intact."

"Can anyone agree to this?"

"Oh, why do you have so many questions! Traditions and rules have been passed down for so many years. Don't ask so many questions! How disrespectful!"

After that, Gao Yang ignored Lin Xian and walked straight to the northeast corner of the coffin.

Stick this candle into the mound of earth.

Then press the lighter and light the candle.

In this quiet and cold deep mountain and old forest, I can't see my fingers. At this time, a small ball of warm candlelight appeared, swaying, and felt warm for a while.

"okay."

Gao Yang clapped his hands:

"The preparations are complete, let's open the coffin!"

He bent down, picked up the solid steel crowbar on the ground, and stood at the top corner of the narrow edge of the coffin lid with Lin Xian.

Click! Click!

The two of them used their own strength to insert the protrusion on the front of the crowbar into the gap under the coffin lid, and then smashed it with the picked up stone to ensure that the crowbar had penetrated in, so that they could use more force when prying.

Lin Xian and Gao Yang adjusted their postures again.

The coffin lid was really heavy and had nails on it, so two people had to press down hard at the same time and use force simultaneously to pry up the coffin board.

"Are you ready?"

Lin Xian looked at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang took a cautious look at the steadily burning candle in the southeast corner, nodded cautiously, and tightened his upper arm muscles:

"Ready, count down!"

Lin Xian took a deep breath.

Use both hands to hold the crowbar tightly in your palms:

"3, 2, 1, pry!"

The two of them gritted their teeth and exerted force at the same time!

Eee~~~~~~

A strange sound similar to a cat's meow came!

In an instant!

A corner of the moonlight moved out from behind the dark clouds, illuminating the wildly rolling clouds and mist, illuminating the silent mountains, and shining into the cracks pried open in the coffin.

call--

Suddenly a gust of night wind blew by, and the candle burning in the southeast corner of the coffin was instantly extinguished.

Gao Yang suddenly turned pale!

The crowbar in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, clasping his hands together:

"Grandma! Grandma! Spare us! Let's leave now! Don't come over! Don't come out!"

"You are sick, Gao Yang!"

Lin Xian really couldn't bear it anymore:

"There was nothing to be afraid of in the first place, but you made the atmosphere rise! Come here quickly!"

However, Gao Yang was frightened out of his wits. His trembling hands were twisting and turning over the black donkey's hoof in his trouser pocket, unable to hold it firmly.

"Incompetent bungler."

Lin Xian cursed secretly, stood up directly, stepped on the crowbar with his left foot with his whole body weight, and the lever principle tilted the coffin lid up again, making a sizzling friction sound; then he aimed his right foot at the popped up coffin lid, and pushed hard to the side. kick--

Bang! "Ah!!!! Eat my donkey's hooves! --\u003e\u003e

"

The removed coffin board shifted and fell heavily, and the sound of earthquake and Gao Yang's howling came together.

Gao Yang's black donkey hoof was thrown away.

It flew directly over the coffin and hit the pomegranate tree behind. Some branches and leaves trembled, petals fell, and it immediately returned to calm.

Lin Xian let out a long breath...

Then take a step forward.

Lower your head.

Let the bright light from the overhead miner's lamp shine into the interior of the coffin——

Neat and clean.

Neatly stacked piles of clothes, neatly stacked notebooks in the corner of the coffin, once popular dolls, Sony Walkman, makeup mirror, photo albums, flat certificates, upright trophies, hairpins and rubber bands in glass boxes, red leather certificates tied together with ribbons, pink plastic photo frames...

This doesn't look like a coffin.

It's more like a storage room for a young girl.

Lin Xian slowly raised his head.

The spotlight of the miner's hat moved up, illuminating the photo frame standing on the makeup box.

In the photo, there is a girl with a smile like a flower.

She looked over here with a clever scissor hand gesture.

The cool dark brown ponytail flew behind her head;

The beautiful eyes curved into two shallow crescents;

The cute dimples on both sides of the mouth were faintly visible;

A teardrop mole at the corner of the left eye...

Just the right teardrop.