Under the tutelage of the ninth uncle: a coffin fungus, sleep for a hundred years

Chapter 043: The Hidden Purpose [Begging for Flowers and Tickets] | Under the Ninth Uncle: A Coffin Fungus, Sleeping for a Hundred Years |

Zhao Xun felt it, and there was no evil spirit in the village or nearby.

There is no evil spirit, indicating that there is no evil here.

However, there is a looming Yin Qi.

Yin Qi appears for two reasons.

One is that people have died here, and they have just died, so the yin has not yet dissipated.

Another is that this village has been inhabited for a long time, without the breath of living people, naturally yin flourishes and yang declines.

This yin qi is too weak, so weak that even Zhao Xun can’t judge whether someone died or the desolation of the village.

“Zhao Xun, why don’t you enter the village?”

Zhao Lanlan came up and asked.

After seeing Zhao Xun’s method of catching ghosts, Zhao Lanlan, Cheng Yufei, and Yu Manman had already made plans to follow Zhao Xun into the village, never leaving.

As for Lu Ningshuang, she originally planned to enter the village with Zhao Xun.

“It’s nothing, let’s go into the village.”

Zhao Xun shook his head and smiled and walked towards the village.

Several girls hurried to keep up.

The village is not big, but bigMost of them are adobe houses, and there are even thatched houses, which look very old at a glance.

Weeds are overgrown everywhere in the village and outside the village. Some houses have been eroded by the rain and collapsed in a large area. They are out of shape, and some weeds are as tall as a person.

It looks like no one has been here for a long time.

“Hold the grass!”

At this time, the classmate walking in front let out an exclamation.

“What happened?”

The students in the back thought they had found something, so they walked up quickly.

“Let’s go and have a look.”

Zhao Lanlan ran over as soon as she pulled Yu Manman up.

“You two, be careful.”

Lu Ningshuang said something dumbfounding.

When Zhao Xun walked over, he realized that it was a mountain grave.

It is no longer clear what is written on the inscription.

Half of the coffin was exposed outside, and there was no sign that the coffin lid had been opened.

The students of the Department of Archeology were generally more courageous, and were not frightened by the coffin in front of them, so they continued to move forward.

Deng Huang said loudly as he walked forward: “Everyone, keep going. There is an ancestral hall in the village. The courtyard of the ancestral hall is very large. We will set up tents and camp there at night.”

Zhao Xun took a casual glance and found that Deng Huang’s wife was still preoccupied.

As if he knew something bad was going to happen, there was an imperceptible uneasiness in his eyes.

Deng Huang patted his wife’s wrist calmly, as if to comfort her.

This action made Zhao Xun suddenly realize that the purpose of this trip to Huangcun was not that simple.

After a while, everyone came to the courtyard of the ancestral hall that Deng Huang mentioned.

This ancestral hall is also one of the few brick and tile buildings in the village. The yard is so large that it is more than enough to set up a dozen tents.

Moreover, the ground of the yard is paved with cobblestones, so there is no weeds, and it seems to be an excellent place tailored for camping.

Zhao Xun looked around and found that the ancestral hall here has three main rooms and two wing rooms on the east and west.

Due to years of disrepair, the house has been dilapidated, but it is much better than the adobe houses outside.

The house was not locked, and many students ran in to visit it.

Zhao Xun also followed in, and found that several rooms were empty, covered with dust and cobwebs.

After leaving the house, Zhao Xun’s gaze quietly swept over Deng Huang’s wife again.

It was discovered that at this time, she was becoming more and more preoccupied, pinching the corners of both hands and twisting them non-stop, as if she was suffering from some kind of torment.

At this moment, Deng Huang said in a loud voice: “Students, we are exhausted after driving for several hours. Come and set up a tent, and the rest will cook with your mistresses.”

“it is good.”

The students responded one after another and started to work.

It is said to be cooking, but it is actually self-heating rice. These are purchased by Deng Huang and a few students.

Zhao Xun helped Lu Ningshuang set up the tent, and then went to help make self-heating rice.

He did this to see if there was any problem with the tent and self-heating rice.

Deng Huang and his wife behaved strangely, and they brought people from a long distance to this deserted village. There must be some weirdness in it, so we had to guard against it.

However, Zhao Xun found that there was nothing wrong with the tent and self-heating rice.

The tent is very strong and newly unpacked.

The self-heating rice is also sealed, and the ingredients are fresh, so there is no problem.

What is the purpose of these two couples?

Zhao Xun decided to keep calm and watch the changes.

After a simple meal, Deng Huang took everyone to study the stele.

Zhao Xun and his classmates followed Deng Huang out of the village, down the mountain road, and finally stopped at a cliff with a gurgling stream.

There are indeed a few dilapidated stone tablets on the cliff, and the handwriting cannot be seen clearly.

Many students were disappointed when they saw these steles.

However, there were also students who came up to carefully clean the dust on the inscription.

Zhao Xun didn’t understand archeology, but he could tell that there was nothing worth studying about these steles.

This made Zhao Xun feel more and more that Deng Huang and his wife had some ulterior purpose in bringing everyone to Huangcun.

“Come quickly, the spring water here is so sweet, come and taste it.”

At this moment, Deng Huang’s voice came from beside the stream.

Most of the students had finished drinking the mineral water they brought with them, so they all walked over with their empty bottles.

Lu Ningshuang also wanted to go there, but was pulled back by Zhao Xun.

“Don’t go, I’ll go.”

A trace of imperceptible shyness flashed in Lu Ningshuang’s eyes, and she obediently let out a oh.