This is not ordinary coal. Lin, who has picked up cinders for so long in childhood, will definitely not forget the color of this coal. Only when he sees the color in the bones will he think that this corpse must be his sister's.

I can understand his thoughts. Although this can also be faked, the possibility of fraud is not high.

The first cemetery was buried in the wilderness next to the village. At that time, their family still had several small pieces of land. They planted wolfberry and buried it for less than two years, but there was a problem with the land.

Not only did their land, but it started to smell stench within two years within about four or five acres of land that extends around the cemetery. The smell of that stench begins to smell is a rotten smell, and it will be particularly strong every time it rains.

The old lady showed me the photos. It was the photo of the people from the production team at that time. The situation of the land was taken from the mountain. Everyone at the scene was wearing masks. You could see that the soil in the field was different from the normal soil. Of course, this may also be due to the black and white photos.

The stench lasted for a long time and finally attracted the attention of others. They guessed that the corpse was emitted, and the villagers were still very reasonable. They strengthened the tomb and hoped that the stench would not be emitted. But it was useless. Whether it was using asphalt or cement, the stench would still be lingering.

Some people began to worry that the stench would affect their crops, and the price of crops nearby was indeed affected. This was the bottom line for farmers. In addition, the old lady heard a lot of gossip and said that the feng shui of this land was not good, so the stench of the corpse would be emitted, which made her restless. So she decided to move the grave for the first time and move it to the grave mountain.

This decision almost broke the bankruptcy of their family, but Lin Zhong had no choice at that time. They opened the grave and dug a few shovels. The stench that gushed out was already unbearable to everyone.

They brought masks, pulled the blower, and continued to dig. When they dug out the coffin, everyone was so scared that their faces were as dark as the faces.

The coffin was not damaged at all, but the coating on the edge of the coffin was covered with rat corpses.

There are probably thousands of rat corpses, all of which are highly rotten and stenched. They did not dig out more land, but it is estimated that the underground of several acres of land here are all covered with such rat corpses.

The mice gathered on the edge of the coffin when they dug the ground, but they all died underground for some reason. This behavior is incredible and incomprehensible. I believe that the reason why the odor does not dissipate is that mice have been gathering over the past period of time and then dying here. This incident was very famous in the local area at that time.

The old lady could only think it was a Feng Shui problem. They moved the coffin to the grave, called a pile of trucks, shoveled away the corpses of the mice, and dug them all the way. The bloody flesh and blood were thrown onto the pile of trucks with yellow thick paste, and dragged them to the sand in the distance to ignite and burned them. The smell made more than a dozen chickens in the village die, and they couldn't dissipate for three days and three nights.

They dug three or four meters deep all the way, and there were more mice below. They dug until they saw the soil. They began to dig out porcelain pieces. Finally, they dug out about 300 porcelain bowls.

These porcelain bowls are all red-glazed underglaze. At that time, everyone didn't know the goods. They just thought that the thing was not clean. The brave one picked up a few and went back to fill them. Most of them were backfilled. The old lady felt it was strange. She took more than a dozen porcelain bowls and washed them at home, but didn't dare to use them. She kept it in the cupboard. Later, by chance, the old lady learned the value of the porcelain bowl.

She sold two porcelain bowls, finished college, and bought a house in the city. She didn't dare to move the rest, nor did she dare to go back to her own field to dig out the rest, but this thing plus the death of the dead rats made her feel a knot in her heart, and she always felt something was wrong.

After that, the stench slowly dissipated and the land returned to normal. After the Feng Shui master performed a ritual, nothing strange happened to the grave mountain. Since then, the old lady has believed in Feng Shui.

Unfortunately, something unexpected happened again when I moved the grave.

This is the most important part of the old lady's narrative, and I fell into deep thought after listening.

Some of the narratives in this part are parts that I am good at understanding, such as the porcelain bowls underground. There are various reasons for burying the porcelain bowls into the mud, such as wars, temporary placement of tomb robbers, ancient kiln sites, cargo teams encounter mudslides. If they are entangled in this, they are against history. Only the old master who is idle has the patience and time to conduct this reasoning research.

I asked about the status of the porcelain bowls being dug out. It is unlikely that there is such a coincidence that this coffin was placed directly above a pile of Ming Dynasty porcelain bowls (I speculate that the porcelain bowl is Hongwu underglaze red). According to the old lady, it can be roughly inferred that there should be many such piles of porcelain bowls underground in their entire land.

I need to verify this, but now the information is so developed, and what happened back then probably had reached the ears of my colleagues back then. That place should have been swept around.

However, it is impossible to make things like porcelain clean. If it is the same as I speculated, then there will be quite a lot of porcelain pieces under the soil layer. You will know it by poking it a few times with a Luoyang shovel.

There was no strange phenomenon before the mouse, and it only happened after it was buried, which shows that the mouse’s affairs were related to the corpse. What attracted the mouse was nothing more than food or smell.

It was an ordinary little girl, and her body shouldn't be that strange as usual, so I'm almost sure what changed her body in that car accident.

It is not possible to judge the relationship between these porcelain bowls and the whole thing for the time being. Maybe it may be related or not. I need to check some local information.

I simply sorted out what I wanted to do, went to the old lady's field, and then went to the library and archives here to check out the library and archives. In the 1990s, China organized county annals for about three years, sorted out local folk legends and strange stories, and gathered them into booklets according to the old man's oral narratives. I remember that my father seemed to have done such things back then, and later did it several times, but it was not as serious as that in the 1990s. Of course, the collection of information was in the end, but the advantage of the government was that everything must be there and would not be lost. I just don't know where in the archives room.
Chapter completed!