Chapter 328

"Then, please tell me, how did she die?"

I asked.

Although I asked this, they didn't know anything. It is said that not long ago, before the earthquake, many strange things happened in Muzi Township, some went crazy, some died, so many people moved away, and people lived outside one after another.

There were even many things that were not packed in time.

But then there was an earthquake.

This sudden disaster further confirmed that this place was a cursed cemetery, where people could not live, and only the dead could sleep underground.

Many people actually listened to it.

So now everyone is almost taking care of their own lives, looking forward to leaving here one day.

Many people dug tombs or some burial objects under their own homes. Since then, this place has been uneasy, and those who buy antiques have come one after another.

But none of them escaped this curse.

They all died in the mass grave in the end.

"Dead?"

I was stunned.

I didn't expect so many unknown things to happen. It seems that I am really in the dark.

Because this place is different from three years ago. It has changed.

"Let's go quickly."

The man persuaded me to go down the mountain.

But at this time, I found the village head and Wang Bo, they were both unconscious, and they were found by the well. They asked me what happened.

Because I was the only one staying with them, and we agreed to go to the well.

For a moment, I didn't know how to explain.

"Okay, the rescue team is here."

I found that there were suddenly many more people around, and they even dispatched some large excavators to start working on the ground.

I don't know why, I always have an indescribable strange feeling in my heart, is it because of the scenes I saw underground.

But I didn't tell what I saw, because maybe in their eyes, these are all fairy tales.

"Fire!"

Suddenly, there was a big fire around the ancient tomb.

"Ah?"

And in the fire, there were countless figures shaking, they seemed to be shocked by panic, because I could clearly see that the flames actually formed words in the air.

Everyone saw the content of those words.

I could still vaguely hear someone muttering those words.

The meaning of the above is probably that this person created all the underground palaces, because they did not really exist, but existed in the stories and ideas written by him.

But by chance, they were given life, so they existed.

The stories in those words involved the underground palace and the legendary pyramid. They were originally some legendary stories, but they did not expect to exist alive.

The only real thing was this tiankeng.

But after the owner was burned, it was impossible to keep it.

The last fire poured out all the secrets.

But what I couldn't believe in the end was that Xiao Ran was also a person in his writing. Everyone couldn't believe it, because some people had lived with Xiao Ran for a long time. How could a flesh-and-blood person suddenly disappear?

But as the last flame went out.

It seemed that everything was over, because the tiankeng of the ancient tomb closed.

The cracks around it were also tightly closed.

"How could this happen?"

Everyone was a little surprised.

But soon a strange earthquake started again. This time, no one expected it. No one was injured. It was just that the traces disappeared completely, as if there was no ancient tomb here at all, and everything was an illusion.

The injured people also recovered.

But the dead disappeared.

Suddenly, a red cloud appeared in the sky, but it turned into a human face, but I was familiar with that face.

"Xiao Ran!"

I exclaimed.

Yes, it was exactly the same as Xiao Ran, but the face showed a very satisfied smile, and the eyes seemed to be staring at me and smiling.

It was only a dozen seconds, and finally dissipated.

"Ah?"

At this time, everyone knelt on the ground, as if they had met a fairy, and muttered something in their mouths.

Maybe she had already felt my presence.

I breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down a little.

I finally came back to this place, but now I should go back.

Maybe there will be no regrets anymore.

I packed my luggage and got on the bus before the last bus left. I looked out the window and was speechless because I thought of the first time I came here.

But I can never go back to that time.

Time never stops or goes back.

The past may be the most precious thing.

Cherish the present!

Two days later, I returned to Mount Li.

For several days, I locked myself in the shop and didn't open it.

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