The timid actress didn't dare to do anything, but the brave snake king Erdan chased after him quickly, but there was no trace of the corpse driver or zombies at all.
There was no choice, Erdan had to return disappointedly and continue sleeping with Huadan.
Early the next morning, the seven tomb robbers were awakened by the chirping of birds and insects in the mountains. When they opened their eyes, it was already dawn and the sun had climbed to the top of the mountain. When they were about to lead the horses to continue their journey, they found that all the stolen gold, silver and jewelry were gone.
This surprised everyone because dogs generally do not sleep. Even if they do, they sleep very lightly and alertly at night.
Especially the Golden Retriever, which has always been the best guard dog. The thief actually stole the treasure right under the Golden Retriever's nose without anyone noticing. It seems that he is definitely not an ordinary person.
At this time, Angel Yaomei remembered the strange dream she had last night, and Snake King Erdan and Huadan also remembered the corpse chaser and zombies that disappeared in a flash last night.
Even though the Seven Tomb Robbers were tomb robbers who had robbed countless tombs and there were many gold and silver treasures in the secret rooms of the Old Beijing Lair, and they were also very wealthy, these stolen treasures were ill-gotten gains, but they still felt very distressed.
You can't find it even if you look for it. Could the thief be waiting nearby for you to catch him? Everyone knows this very well. Hua Dan couldn't help but beat her chest and stamp her feet. Snake King Erdan also told everyone about the zombies and corpse drivers he saw when he was peeing last night.
At this time, the seventh brother frowned and thought deeply, but he didn't say anything, and he hesitated to speak.
In fact, strictly speaking, including Hua Dan, all the seven tomb robbers are no ordinary people, but it is not the first time that they have lost treasure. This is why it is not that you are afraid of thieves stealing, but that you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. No matter if you are the Jade Emperor or the Monkey King, there will always be times when you stumble or fall asleep.
Everyone had to think that they were unlucky. Fortunately, these treasures were not that great for them. They were all dug out while collecting grass and hunting rabbits on the way.
We haven't even left Mount Zhongnan yet, and the Qinling Mountains are vast and stretch for three thousand miles. We haven't reached our destination yet, and the real drama hasn't begun yet. We can't be upset and ruin everything just because we lost some treasures .
The seven tomb-robbers continued on their journey, leading the white horses. The mountains were filled with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but everyone was silent all the way. There were many white bones lying all over the ground of the mass grave, scattered on the ground in a mess, emitting a dazzling white light under the scorching sun.
The philandering actress followed behind the angel girl, but had no intention to peek at her sexy buttocks anymore. She lowered her head dejectedly, leading the horse, and kicked a dead human bone away with her foot. It fell three feet in front of her, startling a yellow-haired wild rabbit in the grass, which ran away and disappeared into the distance.
At night, the graveyards in this area are dotted with ghost lights. During the day, due to the strong sunlight, the ghost lights cannot be seen. There are only countless round-pointed tombs covered with weeds, lined up next to each other. They are all graves of ordinary people.
Apart from a few broken pots and bowls and a few worthless rusty old coins, there are usually no other treasures in it.
Not to mention the professional tomb robbers like the Seven Grave Robbers, even ordinary tomb robbers would not bother to dig such a poor ghost tomb. The limited objects inside are not enough to warrant the effort.
They walked listlessly, wiping the sweat from their faces. It was very hot in the mountains.
Suddenly, Brother Seven stopped walking abruptly, and stood still, frightened and breaking out in a cold sweat. The horse behind him also hurriedly stopped, and the man and the horse almost rear-ended each other.
I saw a dry vertical well under my feet, which was about three times larger than an ordinary well. It was hidden in the grass, with a big round mouth.
The dry well was built with blue bricks all the way down to a depth of more than two meters underground. When the seventh brother leaned over and looked down, he saw a white skeleton lying quietly at the bottom of the well.
Brother Qi remembered that in an ancient dynasty, when a person reached the age of 60, a vertical well would be dug in the family. The old man would then be sent into the well by his family with a rope, and given two meals a day and a few bricks piled up from the bottom of the well every day.
At that time, it was said that such old people were useless and would only waste food for society.
Those filial descendants would deliver three meals a day, and only lay one brick once or every two days.
Some unfilial descendants would send a meal a day, and pile bricks on the ground in a few days. Once the bricks were piled on the ground, they would no longer care whether the elderly inside were dead or alive, and would never send meals to them again.
Just like that, within a few days the old man inside was left to fend for himself and starved to death, but the shaft was never sealed, saying that it was to keep the old man's soul free so that he could go home and have a good meal during the holidays.
My seventh brother’s grandmother’s home is in Nanguan, Quyang County, Baoding Prefecture, Hebei Province. Near Nanguan, there is a mass grave called Laofen. There are hundreds of graves, including dozens of such vertical shafts.
When he was a child, Brother Seven and his friends played in old graves, digging sweet potato roots, picking sour dates and catching cicadas to eat. The first time he visited a mass grave, Brother Seven almost fell into such a vertical shaft and died.
The children were really shocked at that time. They were shocked and scared, and the more scared they were, the more they wanted to watch it.
Because they were afraid of falling, they gathered in a circle at the entrance of the cave, and each of them leaned over and looked down. They saw white dead skulls, human heads, some scattered ribs, and one or two black pottery jars. They didn't know what was going on, but they felt very scared.
It was only after he returned home that his grandmother told him about this story, and he only then seemed to understand it. Until now, he still couldn't remember which dynasty it started and which dynasty it ended in. He only remembered that he felt very angry at the time and thought that the ancient people were so fucking cruel and bastards, and he hated the ancient emperors very much.
In fact, in ancient times, women bound their feet, sat naked on wooden donkeys, had their penises castrated and served as eunuchs in the imperial palace. If they committed a crime, they would be cut off their noses, gouged out their eyes, stomped on their feet, torn apart by five horses, or executed by slow slicing of flesh and blood. They would also be lynched by their clans, tied up and put into sacks to feed the fish in the river, or burned alive. They would even have their meat cooked in bronze cauldrons and eaten. There were so many horrific things like that.
Xiang Yu, the famous Western Chu Overlord in history, was stubborn and ill-tempered. Once after a battle, he boiled Liu Bang's father in a bronze cauldron.
When he first heard his grandfather, who loved storytelling, tell these dark stories of ancient times, his little head was half-believing and half-doubting. He thought they were very scary and mysterious, just like listening to a foreign language. He could not understand what happened between the adults in ancient times no matter what.
He only knew that he loved listening to ghost stories when he was a child, but he was also extremely afraid of ghosts, just like his mother Ye Gong who was afraid of dragons. He would be scared to death if he encountered a real ghost.
When he was a child, this guy was afraid to be alone at home or walk at night. He was always afraid of dreaming about ghosts at night, especially female ghosts with disheveled hair. He still remembers a perverted widow in the village who stretched out her pointed fingers to tease him and pretended to be a ghost to scare him.
Thinking of this, the fierce Seventh Brother burst out laughing, then turned around and said loudly: "Damn it, there is a living person's tomb here, everyone be careful, don't fall in, and don't let the horse fall."
The six monsters also looked around the somewhat creepy and cruel tomb of living people, shouted at each other, then led their horses, lowered their heads to look at the weeds under their feet, and continued to move forward.
This mass grave is more than two miles long. There are countless graves of all sizes along the way, some round, some flat, and many with holes. Those are the nests dug by damn wild rabbits or foxes. They like to live in burrows in such old graveyards.
In the chaotic graveyard, there are tombs of the living from time to time. These tombs are where the living become the dead. Once you enter, there is no way out. At that time, the society did not provide for the elderly. It was not like the Taoist Wang Chongyang's Tomb of the Living Dead. It was completely different.
Some of these tombs for living people have very small entrances, and are all hidden in knee-deep grass. If you are not careful, you will fall in. Alas, everyone cursed this damn cemetery and walked through it carefully.
When you are almost at the end of the western cemetery, you will see a larger mound standing out like a crane among chickens. The circumference of the mound is about 20 to 30 feet, and it is nearly three meters high. It is surrounded by gray-white stones, and the top of the mound is covered with tall green grass, making it look a little dilapidated.
There is a stone tablet in front of the tomb, on which is engraved "The Tomb of Qian Jinbao of the Ming Dynasty". It is obviously a Ming Dynasty tomb and it is quite large. I believe there must be at least some decent burial objects in it. It should be the tomb of a wealthy or local tyrant in the society at that time.
The seven tomb robbers had just lost a lot of treasures they had dug up with great effort, and they were quite disappointed.
At present, the place where Seventh Brother was going was still very far away, and the Six Monsters could not see any benefit. Except for the Youngest Sister who kept silent, everyone else encouraged Seventh Brother to dig up the larger grave so that they could get some treasures to comfort themselves and have an explanation, so as to avoid coming back empty-handed and feeling bad.
The sturdy Seventh Brother is a very goal-oriented person. He never disrupts the overall plan and looks down on ordinary small and medium-sized tombs. The grave in front of him is at best a medium-sized tomb, not a large tomb. Seventh Brother is generally not interested in it.
But I couldn't resist everyone's encouragement, thinking that it wouldn't take much effort to dig up such a grave, and I could get something out of it to comfort these greedy guys and stop them from complaining endlessly.
Thinking of this, Seventh Brother reined in the horse, threw the whip into the weeds, stroked the horse's mane with one hand, waved with the other and said: "Fuck it, I really can't defeat you. You can see a fucking grave. So just dig it. I want to see if you can dig out a mountain of gold and silver."
"Okay, let's get to work," everyone heard what Seventh Brother had said, and happily picked up their tools, ready to do a job, to comfort their depressed and lost hearts. The Five Weirdos always focus on immediate interests and don't care about the long-term.
The sturdy seventh brother folded his arms with disdain, standing leisurely aside, looking like a bystander. He wanted to see how many decent treasures these guys could dig out.
Due to excessive indulgence, the young actress' hair used to be like the feathers of a hen in the countryside, dense and hard.
Now, his hair is a little gray and a little white, like a turkey tail without hair, and it is sparse, making his pebble-like head look even smaller. But this guy loves to pretend, and from time to time he likes to "stick a scallion in his pig's nose, pretending to be a big-nosed elephant, or a big-tailed eagle or something like that."
Seeing this guy shouting and gesticulating, he shoveled away the green weeds and grass and started digging with a grunt.
They bent their backs and hunched their waists like big shrimps. After digging less than a foot deep, a pile of white bones jumped out of the soil. There was not a single intact bone, only broken limbs.