Wang Weiguo suddenly became anxious and said: "Hey, my lord, please stop laughing at me.
I beg you, stop immediately.
You really can't dig this grave, you will be punished."
Seeing that Bai Jun could dig up the soil on the grave through the air, he vaguely guessed that Bai Jun was by no means an ordinary person.
Bai Jun smiled and said, "Didn't you say that when you built an ancestral hall at the back of the village and you dug out people's coffins and burned them, you wouldn't be punished by God?"
"That's evil, it's something unclean."
Wang Weiguo said.
Bai Jun waved his hand and said: "So, you insist that the death of those three old men is related to the female corpse."
"Of course, she said she wanted revenge.
Even though so many years have passed, according to her words, it's not that she won't take revenge, it's that the time has not yet come."
Zhang Yonghui echoed: "Brother Bai, I lived in a rural area when I was a child.
I often heard old people say that moving graves is a big deal.
If you are not careful, there will be retribution."
Xiao Wang said: "Captain Zhang, Brother Bai is from the Secret Service.
He must understand these things, and he must have his own reasons for digging graves."
Bai Jun smiled and nodded: "That's natural.
If you say so, all the tomb robbers will die.
I just want to know the truth when there is no one else."
At this time, he had dug the entire tomb open, revealing the coffin underneath.
The coffin had begun to rot, with small holes all over it.
Wang Weiguo murmured: "Mr.
Wang, if you have any problem, come to me, but don't harm my family.
We have offended, and we will burn more paper money for you later."
Zhang Yonghui also imitated him and started chanting.
Bai Jun was impatient and kicked the coffin lid open.
I saw that the coffin was empty, there was nothing.
Suddenly, the three Wang Weiguo people looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all stunned.
Bai Jun said: "It has been dead for so many years.
If it were dug out now, it stands to reason that even if it is not a withered skeleton, it would still be a mummy.
But there is nothing in this coffin.
It seems that my guess is correct.
Mr.
Wang was not dead at all back then." " "You said it's impossible that Mr.
Wang is not dead, it's absolutely impossible," Wang Weiguo said in a trembling voice.
Bai Jun said: "Yes, he was not dead, or in other words, his body was dug out later."
Seeing that there was nothing in the coffin, Zhang Yonghui became bolder and said: "He is not a prince or nobleman, who is not smart enough to dig his grave?"
Xiao Wang said: "The village chief said before that Mr.
Wang liked to collect some antiques, calligraphy and paintings during his lifetime.
Will he be buried in the coffin after his death?"
Wang Weiguo said: "I don't know about this.
Most of his collections are fakes.
Anyway, I admit that I smashed many of his bottles and cans and burned some calligraphy and paintings."
"What a sin, even if it is a fake, it is still worth a lot of money now."
Zhang Yonghui said: "My family has a Tang Sancai that was imitated in the late Qing Dynasty.
Although it is not a real Tang Sancai, it is still quite valuable considering the age."
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Bai Jun said speechlessly: "Don't talk nonsense now, think carefully about whether this Third Master Wang is dead or not."
Wang Weiguo said: "He must be dead.
If he were alive, he would be more than a hundred years old.
He would be an old monster."
Xiao Wang said: "You won't turn into a zombie, right?"
Zhang Yonghui patted his thigh and said excitedly: "I know, it must have been poached by that old witch Wang Guifang and made into a zombie."
Bai Jun shook his head and said: "It may become a zombie, or it may not be dead.
Team Zhang, Xiao Wang, you two should renovate this grave.
Village Chief Wang, please take me to see Wang Guifang's husband's grave, and Wang Guifang's grave."
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Wang Weiguo said: "Wang Guifang's husband was a son-in-law.
After his death, his grave was not in our village.
Mr.
Wang's son, Wang Guifang's father, I really don't know where his grave is."
"What about the graves of Wang Guizhen's other relatives?"
"The grave of Wang Guifang's daughter is over here.
I'll take you there."
Wang Weiguo said.
"You said before that her daughter died in childbirth and there were twins in her belly when she died."
"Yes, it's pitiful."
Wang Weiguo sighed.
Bai Jun's expression looked very solemn, and he thought to himself: My guess is correct.
Mr.
Wang's grave is indeed an empty grave.
It seems that the old man is indeed hiding under the well.
I don't know what else is under the well.
Is it possible?
Just like the Heavenly Punishment Sect, a passage was built in the well at the entrance of Xiaocai Village, leading directly to the middle of the village.
Thinking of this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
He scratched his head and said, "I'm really stupid.
If there really is a passage underground, then it's not difficult to explain the things under the ancestral hall."
At this time, Wang Weiguo's words interrupted his thoughts: "This is the grave of Wang Guifang's daughter."
Bai Jun dug up the grave three times, but this time he was a little disappointed.
There was only an urn in the grave and no coffin.
Then he remembered that after the 1980s, many areas across the country had canceled burials and implemented cremation. .
Half an hour later, several people left the cemetery and came to the ancestral hall behind the village.
The so-called ancestral hall is just a tall bungalow, but the door is closed at this time, and a big lock is hung on the door knocker.
The big lock is rusty.
It can be seen that few people come here.
"Village chief, can you go in?"
Bai Jun said.
Wang Weiguo nodded: "Go in."
As he said that, he reached out and pulled off the big lock.
"I'll go, the lock is broken" “It’s just that no one comes often, and there’s nothing in here.”
The moment the door was pushed open, a large amount of dust poured out, and several people quickly covered their noses.
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"Why is there so much dust?
It should be your village ancestral hall anyway.
Your villagers don't clean it," Zhang Yonghui said.
Wang Weiguo whispered: "Since Wang Guifang's daughter-in-law hanged herself in the ancestral hall, few people have come here.
They all say that it is haunted.
They only come to pay homage to their ancestors during the Chinese New Year."
The space inside the ancestral hall is very large.
There are several statues of gods that Bai Jun cannot name.
There are murals on the walls, and the family tree is in the middle.
Bai Jun was not interested in these things.
He pointed to the beam above and said, "Which pillar is Wang Feng's mother hanging on?
How did she get up there?
It must be at least five or six meters."
Wang Weiguo whispered: "Others said so back then, but Wang Guifang took the body back directly.
Who knows the real cause of death, but when I came, I saw her hanging on the third pillar."
"Definitely hanged"
"Yes, her neck was purple at the time, but there was something strange about it, that is, she held her hands tightly.
Her nails were dug into her flesh."
A trace of doubt flashed in Bai Jun's eyes, thinking that the person who hanged himself didn't have the strength, so why would he hold his hands tightly.
Suddenly, he felt someone blowing into his ear.
Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked behind him.
At this time, he discovered that there was a person hanging on the third beam in the ancestral hall
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