Because of the disaster, but no casualties were killed or injured, the Huiquling was not completely blocked. The government in Hui Township was also very busy, and there were so many things that they all hit each other. Hui Township was not a big place, it was really insufficient and powerless.

This gave me a chance.

It was Zhuang Huai who drove, and Lu Qiaolan and I went to the vicinity of Crying Form Ridge together, and we just got the news the next day.

Lu Qiaolan was stunned in the car, and she was a little stupid. She hugged her backpack, two teddy bears poked their heads out, and three glass eyes were staring at the razed area outside.

Zhuang Huai and I were not much better either.

As the scene taken in the photo, Crying Tomb Ridge was really pressed down. Only the wreckage of civil engineering can prove that there was originally a small hill here.

The village at the foot of the Crying Fort Ridge Mountain was crowded with people. Many people packed their luggage and were moving out. There were several commanders in charge of order, and I don’t know if they were cadres from local villages and towns or people sent by Hui Township Government.

I also saw the boss lady of a farmhouse in those people. The boss lady was alone, her face was not about being shocked and she had a life of disaster, but about anger. She was scolding in dialects and pointed at those who maintained order. The people around her shared the same hatred with her.

Zhuang Huai stopped the car, and the three of us got off the car and approached Huifenling, but no one stopped us. Several of us who were on-site investigation, and when they saw Zhuang Huai wearing police uniforms, they all looked at him and continued to work.

There were not many people who were rescued, and there were not many. They wanted to block the place, but they probably couldn't do it. After all, the city is flooded now, and the priority is still important in the city.

I walked forward on the uneven land, and I didn't find anything along the way.

I neither saw the yin energy nor the corpse nor other strange things.

Originally, I thought that this was done by the guide. The narrative of the young ghost, whose family was a local emperor in Huixiang and was worshipped by Huixiang people, should be considered a kind of god. Similar things are actually common in our country. Many modern gods and historical celebrities evolved from historical celebrities. For example, the God of Wealth and the God of Poverty. If you search, you will find that they all have names and surnames, and several different historical celebrities have such titles.

If it were the past, I heard of such a thing as a story. It was amazing, it was also a historical allusion. But after contacting Aoba and experiencing so much, it was the "game" incident that made me feel alert.

The ancestor of the ghost might have become an existence similar to the "game" and has some skills. No matter how bad it is, it should be similar to the ghost Han Yun, who has abducted many children, and is somewhat out of the scope of ordinary ghosts.

The guide seems to be an outsider, and the ghost's ancestor is a local snake. It goes without saying what happens when the two meet.

I thought of the door of the different space of the cave, and when I looked at the collapsed mountain, I couldn't help but feel heavy.

Without thinking carefully, I also understood after the heavy rain. I destroyed the ban at the entrance of the cave and brought out the corpses to let the ghosts of Crying Tomb Ridge take action. I used my ability to change the door of the different space, which may be because the Crying Tomb Ridge was razed to the ground.

Continue walking forward, Zhuang Huai discovered something.

We were just a quick look, and no one who surveyed had been here. They were considered as rescue teams, mainly looking for any casualties. As for why this kind of thing happened, they should be unable to investigate.

Zhuang Huai was a criminal policeman and had strong investigation skills. He pulled out a stone from the soil. The stone was broken, but the words engraved on the surface could still be seen clearly. It was the word "tomb".

There are many graves in Crying Grave Ridge.

Now, we should step on the face of those ruined graves.

Lu Qiaolan moved a few times uneasyly.

Zhuang Huai dug out a few stones with his bare hands.

The land here is very soft and some hard objects are easily discovered.

The stones were wiped by Zhuang Huai, revealing the handwriting covered by the sludge.

There are several characters with missing faces. However, pictographic characters have an advantage, is it a small part of them, or is it easy to guess the content of these characters. If you change to phonetic characters, it will be broken like this, and we now need to do puzzle games.

"It's all engravings on the tombstone." Zhuang Huai piled the stones aside.

The three words "zhi", "tomb" and "shi" are commonly used in tombstones. We can guess it when we see a corner. The rest may be the name of the owner of the tomb, and the words are a bit varied.

"This is the surname." Zhuang Huai said.

"Zhou?" I was a little confused.

When we met twice, the ghost didn't say what his home was called.

We have never discovered anything here. It is not something that three people can do if they dig three feet into the ground.

On the way back, Zhuang Huai told the surveyors about our discovery. They didn't agree. Their job was still to search for any of the people who died.

The people in the village had not been exposed at this time, and some people were trying to emptie their homes, but were persuaded by several people.

My heart moved and I asked them the owner of the tomb of the Crying Grave.

"Master?" The two young people who were doing mass work were confused.

"I heard that there was a ghost crying on the grave on that side, I don't know anything else."

The villagers carrying large and small bags came over, but they said they didn't know.

"Someone has been there a few years ago. The child is ignorant and wants to see what the ghost looks like. But he hasn't seen anything. He has never seen the grave."

"Everyone says there are big tombs, and ancestors have said that for generations. Otherwise, where would the ghost cries tombs come from? But no one has seen them."

"There are not all of them. There are still some graves, but I don't know who they are."

Everyone was talking, but they couldn't tell me why.

I asked about the gods worshipped in the City God Temple in the past, but they couldn't explain them clearly. In their eyes, the gods in the City God Temple were like that, a squinting eye with long beards, a rosy face, and wearing big red clothes. They were the very typical and traditional statues of gods.

I was a little dejected.

Zhuang Huai said: "There may be records in the archives in Huixiang."

I nodded, "If you can find the local chronicles here, you can find them out."

I found out what I could do, but I couldn't think of it for a while.

The rainstorm like last night, and the village was flooded. Although it quickly retreated, they didn't know how the crying grave ridge collapsed. As a guide, they might not be able to see it, let alone point me in the direction.

I feel like there is no headache, but what I can do now is to grasp this clue.

Only by finding the guide can we find the missing Chen Xiaoqiu and the others.
Chapter completed!