Chapter 622 (1/2)

There are no other tombs around, but they have turned into white bones. Some of them are rotten. When you look at the mountain pillars with tombstones around, you really don't have the golden head of Wei Ge.

Here's a look.

Tang Xiaoyou is a little disappointed.

”Hum, the old man of Wei pavilion was so suspicious that he came out with 72 fake tombs. He didn't know which one was real. Didn't he have a golden head from the emperor?”

”As the saying goes, the fallen leaves return to their roots. There is Wei Ge Lao Fu, where is he buried?” Tang Xiaoyou pouted her lips, a little disappointed.

If you really find the golden head of Wei Ge, it's a big news. Tang Xiaoyou is a reporter. If you have this big news, Tang Xiaoyou can at least become famous.

It's also a little selfish, but Shanzhu has checked some tombs around just now, and he really hasn't found Wei Ge's old golden head.

It seems.

This tomb is also a virtual one. However, it has a pair of court boots and court clothes, which may be the reason for the formation of doubts. At that time, when it was dug out, it was said that it was still fresh.

Later, after more than a month's release, the court boots and court clothes began to fall into disrepair. Of course, this is what some villagers in Weijia village said.

Now, it's more than eight o'clock in the evening. Just now, Wei Chunhua called Tang Xiaoyou and asked when they would come back.

As like as two peas, Tang Xiaoyou and Shan Zhu had to go back. The new black stone tablet was modeled on the Shennong tower, which was exactly the same as the original town tablet. So what the villagers would not find out.

This Zhentian stele can't be buried here all the time. Since it's a treasure as famous as Shennong tower, the pillar will be put away, and it will benefit the people in the future.

Out of this cypress forest, there is Weijia village in front. However, at the entrance of Weijia village, there is also a piece of wasteland. This wasteland was four or five miles away from the village. Now, with the expansion of Weijia village, it is approaching the edge of this wasteland.

It turns out that this piece of wasteland has been a mass grave for hundreds of years. Some people who have no children or other people who have been beheaded by death penalty are also buried here.

Weijia village was only five miles away from the county seat of Xibai County in those years. In those years, the people who cut off their heads in the county were the people who sold them in this mass grave.

So.

Many villagers are not willing to build houses and farmland here. Compared with that cemetery, it is more desolate and desolate.

Whoosh.

A pheasant came out of the weeds of the mass grave. After a few calls, some of them ran to other places.

This time, scared Tang Xiaoyou, rushed into the arms of Shanzhu“ Xiaoyou, you are scared. Isn't it a pheasant? Now in late autumn, people in the countryside often catch hares, pheasants and even wild boars, roe deer and elk at night

Shanzhu holds Tang Xiaoyou and comforts him.

At this time, Tang Xiaoyou nodded. Just now, it was just a moment of fear. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept the surrounding loess. Shanzhu hugged Tang Xiaoyou more tightly. However, some sand swept by loess blew into Shanzhu's eyes.

This time, the sand lost Shanzhu's eyes. Tang Xiaoyou is in the arms of Shanzhu, just right, with his back to the sand.

”Shanzhu, what's the matter?” Tang Xiaoyou inquired about Shanzhu. Seeing that tears came out of his eyes, he couldn't help but lift his feet and help him blow his eyes and rub them.

Sure enough.

After such a gentle blow from Tang Xiaoyou, the sand in Shanzhu's eyes came out, and Shanzhu's eyes were much more comfortable. He couldn't help smiling.