Volume 1 Chapter 80 Corpse Cave
Although this is how things are, no matter what, sometimes when it comes to your decision, you have to make it. Just like when I argued with my third uncle about finding outsiders to carry the coffin, my third uncle gave me the opportunity to make the decision. I didn't sleep all night, and my eyes were full of pandas, but in the end I had no choice but to accept the plan set by my third uncle.
"Let's go!" I carried the shovel and headed in the calculated direction. Lionhead agreed and followed me with the shovel. When I passed the corpse dressing room, I saw an iron cage hanging under the mulberry tree. I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, thinking that I had forgotten about it. I wondered if the little freak had survived.
But I was so anxious about the safety of Boss Ma and the others that I didn't care about it. I just glanced at it when I passed by. But this quick glance made me brake suddenly and the lion head following behind didn't pay attention and almost hit me.
Although it was in a fiery situation, the little creature in the cage did not lie there sickly like the others. Instead, it arched its body and held its head high, forming a "乙" shape and stood there.
Noticing the direction his head was facing, my heart skipped a beat. I moved closer to take a closer look and saw that this little thing's originally sky-blue body was now faintly red, and its little head was bright red. The small round hole at the mouth kept opening and closing, and the skin on its forehead was taut. Although I couldn't see its facial features, I could actually see a hint of anger on this fleshy ball.
"Brother Lu...what...what is this?" A trembling voice of Lion Head came from behind. The fat man was probably also scared by this strange thing.
I didn't have time to talk to him. I opened the iron cage, reached out and poked the little monster. I felt my tentacles were hot. The originally soft body was now very tense. Probably because it felt my touch, the little head turned towards me, but then turned back.
I didn't know what to think at the time, so I picked up the cage and turned it in a different direction. Then, I saw a strange scene. As soon as I turned in this direction, the little monster raised its head, seemed very angry, twisted its straight body, turned its head, and turned back to the original direction.
I tried it several times and it happened every time.
Lionhead's face turned pale. He came closer and said, "Why does this thing look like a compass?"
My heart was pounding. I picked up the iron cage and ran towards the direction where the little freak's head was pointing. The Lion Head barked behind me and followed me.
The direction the little freak pointed to was southeast of the funeral home. After running about a hundred steps, I saw the little freak twisting restlessly in the cage , its little head twisting constantly, and a very light hissing sound coming from its mouth.
I stopped immediately and put the cage on the ground. The little freak turned around in the cage a few times and then arched its body in one direction.
I looked in that direction and saw a small raised mound not far ahead, but it was not a pure yellow mud slope, but a landform mixed with loess and granite.
Lion Head was so tired that he was out of breath. He said, "That place is called the Dead Man's Hill. There is a corpse cave underneath. I heard that a long time ago, this place was a place of execution. There was a period of time when there were too many executions and there was no place to put the corpses, so they were thrown into the cave. But since the cemetery was built here, the cave has been sealed."
I picked up the shovel and the iron cage and ran towards the hill of dead bodies.
"Oh my ancestors, please slow down, I'm so tired!" The wailing voice of the Lion Head came from behind.
Seeing the sun climbing up to the zenith, I didn't care about anything else and ran straight to the mound with gritted teeth. The mound was not big, and granite rocks could be seen exposed from the yellow mud. After looking around, I saw traces of soil being turned over.
I put the iron cage on the ground and called Lion Head to come over and dig quickly. The soil below was soft, obviously it had just been turned over by someone. After digging for a while, the shovel hit something hard, which made my arm sore.
After brushing off the loose soil, we saw a white stone slab. Judging from the color of the stone slab, it should have been buried in the soil not long ago. I couldn't help but feel excited. We continued to dig to the side and revealed a whole stone slab, about one meter square. Lion Head and I each lifted one side. Fortunately, although the stone slab was large, it was not very thick. We used all our strength and finally moved it to the side.
A large, pitch-black hole suddenly appeared under the stone slab, and a stream of dull, turbid air swept up.
"Damn it, this is most likely the corpse-hiding cave from before. How come it was dug out again?" The lion-headed monster screamed.
I took out a flashlight from my bag and shone it in. The hole was not vertical, but sloped downwards, and seemed quite deep, and the flashlight could not reach the end.
I asked Fatty to hold a flashlight and take out a fist-sized ball from the bag. It was made of cotton cloth soaked in special kerosene and dried. I took a lighter, put it on it, and threw it into the hole.
The fireball rolled down the slope until it finally sparked a spark and crashed into the darkness. I roughly saw the terrain where the fireball rolled, memorized it silently in my mind, took out a bundle of rope from my bag, found a place to fix one end, tied a small stone to the other end, and threw it into the cave.
"Hey, young man, you are really good at these moves! What did you do before?" The fat guy looked at me blankly.
I ignored him. These were just the basic techniques of our business. I had followed Uncle San and done them countless times since I was a child. I looked up at the sky. The sun was rising higher and higher. It was almost noon.
I asked Lion Head to watch over there, put on my backpack, held the flashlight in my mouth, twisted the rope and went down the cave. The cave was inclined downward at an angle of about 45 degrees, and there were many jagged rocks on the way, which were very sharp. If you were not careful, you might be pierced by the sharp rocks.
I guess if this cave is really the corpse-hiding cave, then it probably has more than one entrance. Because if the body is thrown down from this entrance, it will basically be hung on those sharp rocks that stand like bamboo shoots before it reaches the bottom of the cave.
I twisted the rope skillfully, lowered it quickly, and dodged among the rocks. If I couldn't do this basic skill well, I would be laughed at by Feng Laosan.
The cave was very deep, and the rope I brought was not long enough, so I just let go of the rope and climbed down the cave wall with my bare hands. After climbing a few steps, a stream of air surged up from below, which was very dull and turbid, and mixed with a familiar smell.
That is the smell of incense ash.
I was delighted and climbed down faster, finally stepping on solid ground. The smell of incense ash became stronger and stronger, and I shone a flashlight around. I saw that the bottom of the cave was not big, and it could accommodate about 20 people standing at the same time. In the middle, there was a black coffin, and under the coffin, there was a thick layer of incense ash.
This coffin is so heavy that it is almost impossible to get down from the previous path. I shone the flashlight around and saw another hole in the cave wall not far from the coffin, which was probably another path.
Walking to the side of the coffin, I saw in the light of the flashlight that the coffin was dark black. I had never seen a coffin made of this material before. It was probably the black ash wood produced in Shuzhong. Dead Face wrote in his notes that black ash wood was a pure yang wood and was not suitable for making coffins, but if we wanted to set up this fire situation, we had to use this black ash wood as a coffin.
The coffin is covered with a coffin, and the interlayer should be covered with red saltpeter. This makes everything right. The hole I am in is the center of the Fire Bureau, which is the burial pit used to guide the six earth fires. Next, as long as the body in the coffin is destroyed, the Fire Bureau will collapse!
I was just about to light a fire and burn the coffin and the body inside, but when I was about to do it, I found something wrong. I couldn't light a fire from below. No wonder the kerosene ball rolled down without a sound.
Although the air below was very dirty, it was still barely breathable, indicating that there was nothing wrong with the air, but the fire could not be lit. I used a flashlight to scan the hole several times, and I didn't know what the idiot Chen had done.
