C65 (1/2)

Staring at the mark on the ground, he could tell that the snake was hibernating and should not be moving around.

But according to the old man, seeing a snake on a mountain in winter was not a good sign.

It was because it was said that there was a type of snake that could appear in winter. It was called a Shadow Snake.

In fact, the Shadow Snakes were just a common species in the mountains. However, this type of snake used the place where resentment grew as its nest.

Along with the growth of the resentment, the snake was also tainted with a bit of resentment, so it was able to accomplish some unimaginable things.

Could it be that the snake from earlier was a Shadow Snake?

This is very possible, my foster father left a hoe here for me and even left some traces in this place. Perhaps, he wanted to tell me that there was something strange below.

But now, in the cold winter, I tried to smash the hoe into the ground.

I didn't expect the two blows to cause my hands to go numb. I sucked in a breath of cold air and placed the hoe on the ground.

Looking at the color of the sky, it was still early. There must be something buried underground.

When it was warm and the ground melted, it would be at least three months before the dust settled.

After thinking about it for a moment, I decided to make a move now. It's still early, no one will come here until dawn.

It was already dark by this time. Even though it was already dark, it wasn't even 10 pm yet.

It definitely wouldn't work if I dug it up. I found some dry firewood and cleaned up the snow around us.

At this moment, the surroundings were already clean. I placed the firewood on the ground that was cleared out.

This way, he would be able to warm up and melt the ground. However, this would take a long time.

Fortunately, I had plenty of time.

No matter what, he had to stay in front of the grave. It wasn't against the rules for him to light a fire while guarding the grave.

Actually, logically speaking, the Funerary Lady could not send so many people at the same time, especially since these people were not family.

After all, since ancient times, there had never been a slave or servant master who had said anything, and it was just that there was no other way. After all, the current situation did not allow for Funerary Lady s to be invited from the outside.

New Village Head wanted to make it look more respectable.

Looking at the rising flames, I felt apprehensive. There might be a snake nest down there.

What could be down there? If it was truly a place where resentment was gathered, would there be any danger?

Snakes weren't scary. What was scary was what was underneath.

The digging process was extremely difficult. After melting a bit, the flame was moved away and a small pit was dug out. Then, the fire was moved over and continued burning.

It took me five hours, and it wasn't until three in the morning that I managed to dig a hole about fifty centimeters deep. It was even harder than I had expected.

The ground here seemed to be extremely cold, and even if it was burned, it would still be difficult to melt it.

At this moment, I was already sweating profusely, unable to feel the surrounding cold.

It was just a gust of cold wind being sucked in by me, causing waves of pain in my chest.

However, at this moment, I shifted the flame over. The originally exuberant flame suddenly flickered.

At this moment, I had already found the entrance to the snake den. Furthermore, it was along this entrance that I dug downwards. I definitely wouldn't be heading in the wrong direction.

At this moment, seeing the flames violently swaying, my heart rose. Although there was a breeze in the surroundings, it was the same as the wind from before.

At least, I don't feel any obvious change in the wind...

However, since the wind hadn't changed, why did the flame suddenly change …

Furthermore, if one observed carefully, the flames were vertical and jumped up, as if they might be extinguished at any moment …

Lingling grabbed me at this time, and carefully said:

”Sister, next... ”It really does seem like there's something …”

Lingling could sense some strange things that ordinary people couldn't sense, and right now, the irregular movement of the flames has already caused me to become vigilant.

While staring at the flames, I suddenly heard a series of creaking sounds from underground.

It was the sound of nails scratching, as if someone was struggling underneath …

Furthermore, I could clearly hear that the distance between the sound and me wasn't very far. Does this mean that I was about to reach the bottom?

However, the more this happened, the more my heart felt a wave of nervousness. At this moment, with the fatigue in addition to the nervousness, my breathing was very heavy.

Due to the digging just now, my hair that was above my shoulders was a little messy. Before I left for mourning, I had tied up my hair, but now it had scattered due to intense movements.

I was about to move the flames away and continue digging when suddenly there was a whooshing sound.

Moreover, the speed of the jump had increased, and the sounds of violent struggles came from underground.

The struggling sounds seemed to be mixed with waves of screams and cries.

The screams belonged to a woman … And the crying sounds seemed to be that of a baby's.

This kind of sound coming from underground made my hair stand on end. The flames in front of me were accompanied by a series of violent pulses, and suddenly, there were some changes as well.