Beining City is already located in the north of Beihai Province. It is much colder than Xining City. When Wang Zhi and others walked out of the train station, the sky was always cloudy. When they arrived at the guest house, it started to rain sparsely. As a result, Wang Zhi and others can only stay in Beining City for the time being. In this kind of weather, there is no way to go to the archaeological site. In fact, the archaeological site is still in the north of Beijing.
Fortunately, the environment of the guest house arranged by Xiao Xin and Zhang Qin for Zhang Yunxiang and Wang Zhi's group was not bad. Although it was only a three-star guest house, both the environment and the location were relatively good.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived in Beining. When they arrived at the guest house, the sky was already dark, and it was raining. So after dinner, Wang Zhi and others did not go out to wander around, but stayed in the room chatting. , after 9:30 in the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.
Wang Zhi returned to the room and took a shower, then lay on the bed and fell asleep. In fact, after taking the train for a day, he was still very tired even if he didn't do anything.
Wang Zhi was sleeping when he suddenly heard a woman crying. He sat up suddenly and reached out to press the switch of the bedside lamp, but after pressing it, the bedside lamp didn't turn on - a power outage?
Wang Zhi raised his head and glanced at the indicator light of the TV in the room. There was no light at all. The room was pitch dark. When he came in last night, he turned on the TV and used the remote control to turn it off. If there was no power outage, the indicator light of the TV should be on. That's right.
There was a power outage in the urban area. Wang Zhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then he remembered the crying he had just heard, and listened attentively again, but this time he heard nothing.
Since there was no sound, Wang Zhi lay on the bed and fell asleep again, but not long after sleeping, he heard the sound of a woman crying again. This time, Wang Zhi couldn't fall asleep. I put on my clothes and walked to the window, opened it, and listened carefully again, but I still couldn't hear any sound.
This is strange! Wang Zhi couldn't help but frown, he was a Taoist master. Naturally, there were no visual or auditory hallucinations. He heard the sound just now clearly and it was definitely not a dream. It was precisely because of this that he became even more confused.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Zhi jumped up and jumped out of the window. The room he lived in was on the third floor of the guest house, with the road outside the window. Such a height was nothing to Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi just jumped down from the window and suddenly felt someone jumping down not far away. He quickly looked at it and found that it was Dongfanghong.
"Did you hear the crying too?" Dongfang Hong also saw Wang Zhi at the same time, and walked over with a smile and asked.
"Ha, you heard it too?" Wang Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know what's going on?"
"I don't know, but the crying should be coming from the northwest. Let's go and have a look." Dongfang Hong shook his head and said, and then the two of them walked toward the northwest.
It was already past two o'clock in the morning. It was still raining lightly outside, there were very few vehicles on the road, and naturally there were no pedestrians. Wang Zhi and Dongfang Hong also had less worries and walked quickly under the dim street lights. We walked out of the city in about twenty minutes.
After walking out of the city, Dongfanghong continued to run northwest, and after about twenty minutes of running quickly, he arrived at a cemetery.
"Is this a cemetery?" Looking at the many hills in front of him, Wang Zhi glanced at Dongfanghong strangely. He didn't hear the direction of the crying, and he followed the real Dongfanghong along the way. Now that Dongfang Hong was taken to a cemetery, he was naturally surprised.
In the northern region, especially in remote areas, burials have always been important. After a person dies, a small grave is dug, and then a small hill is piled up after the burial. There are at least 40 small hills one after another in this place.
Wang Zhi believes in metaphysics and Feng Shui, but he absolutely does not believe in ghosts and gods. What does Dongfang Hong mean by bringing him to this cemetery? Could it be that the crying sound is a female ghost crying? Wang Zhi absolutely does not believe this.
Both of them are well-known masters. Although the night was dark, Dongfang Hong could still see the expression on Wang Zhi's face clearly, and said with a smile: "Go in and take a look, maybe you will find something unexpected."
Wang Zhi glanced at Dongfang Hong suspiciously again, and followed Dongfang Hong in. Dongfang Hong was cautious all the way, looking down at his feet, even frowning and calculating. It took about ten minutes to lead Wang Zhi there. In front of a grave.
"This grave is newly buried!" Wang Zhi saw the difference in this grave at a glance. Even though the ground was wet because of the rain, the soil particles in this grave were obviously looser and unlike other graves. There is even a grave like that on it?Full of weeds.
"Yes, it is indeed a new one, but have you noticed anything strange about this new tomb?" Dongfang Hong nodded and asked in a low voice.
"Strange!" After hearing Dongfang Hong's words, Wang Zhi looked at the grave in front of him again, and after looking at it for three minutes, he said in a deep voice: "There are no wreaths on the grave, and there are no signs of burning paper money on the cents."
"That's right." Dongfang Hong nodded again. It would be okay if the old grave didn't have these things, but this is a new grave. It would be very strange without these things. Could it be that the owner of this cemetery has no relatives or friends?
"But what does this have to do with the crying just now? This place is already far away from the guest house. Don't tell me that the crying just now was caused by an innocent spirit." Wang Zhi looked at Dongfang Hong again and asked.
"Wrong soul!" Dongfang Hong glanced at Wang Zhi with a half-smile, and then said: "How about I tell you a story?"
"Okay, you tell me." Wang Zhi knew that Dongfanghong would not tell him stories for no reason, so he nodded and said.
Seeing Wang Zhi nod, Dongfanghong smiled again and began to tell softly: "Actually, this is not a story, but a real thing that I have personally experienced."
The story Dongfanghong told was an incident that happened ninety years ago. At that time, Dongfanghong was only in his early twenties and traveled around with his master. Once, the two of them came to a small town in Tianjin City and heard that A strange thing happened.
At that time, there was a grocery store in Xiaozhen, which mainly bought things like dried fruit biscuits. The owner of the store was an old man in his sixties.
Because it was not peaceful at that time, the boss would close the door after seven o'clock in the evening. But one night, around ten o'clock in the evening, the boss heard someone knocking on the door outside.
"Boss, I'm buying biscuits. My child is starving to death." The knock on the door was accompanied by a hurried female voice. The boss was already asleep at this time, so naturally he didn't want to open the door, but he couldn't bear the woman who kept shouting outside.
After shouting in a hurry, the boss finally opened the store door impatiently, and saw a young woman in her twenties or eighties standing outside, her hair disheveled and her face a little pale.
"Boss, I'm buying biscuits. My child is starving to death." When the boss opened the door, the woman hurriedly said.
"Come in." Even though the boss was impatient, since he had opened the store door at this time, he was not as fierce as before. He looked at the woman lightly and said.
"No, just weigh me a ten-dollar biscuit." The woman handed the boss a ten-dollar bill and said.
The woman didn¡¯t come in, and the boss didn¡¯t force her. He took the money and weighed ten yuan worth of biscuits for the woman. After watching the woman leave, he closed the door and went back to sleep.
Unexpectedly, when the boss woke up early the next morning and checked the accounts, he suddenly discovered that there was a ghost coin in the cash box. Seeing this ghost coin, the boss immediately called the woman who had sex last night and was so frightened that he lost his mind. Don¡¯t dare to stay in the grocery store anymore.
When Dongfanghong and his master arrived in the town, it was the day after the woman bought the biscuits. After hearing about this, Dongfanghong¡¯s master found the boss and said that he would accompany him at night.
At that time, Dongfanghong¡¯s master was dressed as a Taoist priest. When the boss saw this, although he was frightened, he finally agreed. At the same time that night, the woman came again and still came to buy cookies.
The boss was so frightened when he heard the sound that he naturally didn't dare to open the door. However, Dongfanghong's master took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to the boss. He asked the boss to sprinkle the powder in the porcelain bottle on the biscuits when weighing them. The boss took it. Master Dongfanghong handed over the porcelain bottle, and then he suppressed his fear and called the store door. The store door opened, and the boss once again saw the woman he saw last night, still with disheveled hair.
But the strange thing is that Dongfanghong can't see anything when he hides behind the door. He only sees the boss talking to himself, then comes in and weighs some biscuits, and sprinkles the biscuits with the liquid in the porcelain bottle according to his master's instructions. After taking the medicine powder, he walked out with the biscuits. When he came in again, he actually had an extra coin in his hand.
Just when Dongfanghong was wondering, his master hurriedly led him out. The two of them came to a cemetery and came to a new tomb. Before Dongfanghong could speak, his master hurriedly ordered Dongfanghong After digging the grave, the two finally opened the tomb and dug out a coffin. When they opened it, they found a woman and a baby inside. The woman had died long ago, but the baby was still alive.
"Is this true?" After hearing this, Wang Zhi finally couldn't help but interject. He really didn't believe it was true. This was too evil.
He did know that the miracle doctor Hua Tuo had saved one and had put it in a coffin.There was a pregnant woman in the coffin, but the pregnant woman had not been buried at that time. Hua Tuo only judged that the pregnant woman was not dead based on the blood dripping from the coffin, but this incident turned out to be a mystery.
"Of course it's true, but I didn't see the so-called woman at that time. Later I asked my master if he had seen it, but he shook his head and said nothing, saying that I would understand one day." Dongfang Hong Looking at Wang Zhi, he said with a faint smile.
"Then do you understand?" Wang Zhi asked angrily.
"I understand." Dongfang Hong nodded and looked at Wang Zhi again with a smile and said: "Yang is rooted in Yin, and Yin is rooted in Yang. Misfortunes are where blessings rely on, and blessings are where misfortunes lie."
"Boom!" Hearing these few words spoken by Dongfang Hong, Wang Zhi felt a sudden explosion in his head and understood instantly.
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