"According to what you said, this 'Wan Bone Cave' was abandoned during the Ming Dynasty?" I said.

"It should be." Xiang Feng said.

I looked at the pile of human bones and saw that there were many rotten clothes mixed in it. Due to oxidation, the color was already black. The whole pile of bones was white and black, which was quite gloomy and terrifying, making people afraid to look at it too much.

Xiang Feng stood in front of the pile of bones, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed an arm that was poked out from the pile of bones, and gently used force to break a piece of bones, and then it was broken into powder. There were a lot of fragmented bones scattered around the pile of bones, such as arms, thighs, and heads, which should have fallen off the bones above the pile of bones. I carefully wade through the broken bones on the ground and circumvented the bones.

When I was about to go around behind the bone pile, under the flashlight, I saw a complete bone lying there.

"Look at A Feng, there are some things here..."

After coming towards the wind, I used a flashlight to scatter above the bone pile and said, "I think this person should have fallen from above not long after the body was thrown on the bone pile, and then rotted underneath..."

"No." Xiang Feng interrupted me, "Leng, look!"

"What's wrong?"

"look…"

After looking along Xiangfeng's finger, I noticed that the man on the ground was actually stretched forward, his palms were spread out, and he was close to the ground...

"This..." I looked towards Xiangfeng.

"Look at this person's body..." Xiang Feng said.

After hearing what Xiang Feng said, I looked carefully and saw that the man's body was curled and struggling.

"When this man was brought into this hole, he was not dead yet," said Xiang Feng.

"How could this happen..." I muttered, "Can this person fainted on the ancient Tea Horse Road, mistakenly thought it was a dead body, and then carried it into this cave?"

Before the man's clothes were completely rotten, Xiang Feng and I lifted "him" over, and saw that the chest of his clothes was slightly bulging, as if something was there. Xiang Feng carefully reached in, gently pulled out, and pulled out a handkerchief... The handkerchief was wrinkled, because the corpse was stained with yellow and black color. It spread a little bit, and it was seen that what was written on it should be a small poem, and the handwriting could not be clearly identified. Under the poem, there were two lines of small characters, which should be date and signature, and I could only vaguely recognize one word "yong" and the other "yang"...

Xiangfeng and I looked at each other, and then looked at the corpse at the same time...

"Yong... Yang... Could it be that it refers to Yonglenian, Yang Xiansheng? This person is... Yang Xiansheng?!" I was shocked, "It's impossible. If Yang Xiansheng died here, who would be the one who brought the bronze man back to the county town and almost exterminated the Yang family?!"

"This person is definitely not Yang Xiansheng, I want to..."

"What?"

Xiang Feng raised his eyes and stared at the cave, saying, "It may be the servant Yang Xiansheng was with him..."

"But how could a servant have such a erotic handkerchief with poetry, and put it in his arms?"

"I'll guess..." Xiang Feng said, "That Yang Xiansheng, after the disaster, wasn't he lost anything like money?"

"Yes, that old man of deceased said that the food and food were all in the baggage of Yang Xiansheng's servant."

"In addition to food and food, there must be other things in the bag, such as this handkerchief..."

"According to what you said, this person is really Yang Xiansheng's servant? But how could he be here..." I muttered.

"I think this may be the case..." Xiang Feng said, "When the mountain collapsed, the servant escaped, but was injured and fell into a coma, and was later discovered. However, the person who found him did not save him. Instead, after seeing him carrying property, he took away the bag of the money and threw him here. As for the handkerchief, it should have been discarded by the man when he checked the bag, and was picked up by the servant and put it in his arms. He wanted to climb out of the cave, but because he was unable to maintain his physical strength, he fainted on the ground and died like this..."

"It sounds like the analysis is quite correct..." I stared at the corpse and said, "From this point, we are not at the wrong place. The pass is indeed the place where Yang Xiansheng was in danger back then... Afeng, we are getting closer and closer to those Ran Min, the truth of the ancient curse!"

"Um…"

I put the flashlight on my legs, bowed to the corpse three times, and said, "Thank you for being old, I'll help us confirm that we're not at the wrong place. I don't carry incense on my body at this moment. When I set off tomorrow morning, I will definitely come here to burn a few incense sticks for you to show my heart..."

I was muttering, muttering, and Xiang Feng suddenly pushed me with his hands, "Be careful!"

I was not prepared at all. I fell out for several meters and hit the hole wall. The flashlight flew away. I rubbed my arms and struggled to get up. I heard the sound of shouting towards the wind just now, and there was no sound in an instant...

The flashlight was quite resistant to falling and flew to the place where the cave turned, and it was still lit. However, the light beam shone on the wall of the cave at the opposite direction. I didn't care about picking up the flashlight, and looked at the light reflected from the cave wall. Xiang Feng stood less than two meters away from me, looking at the pile of bones in front of him, and scared my hair to stand up... On the slope of the pile of bones, there was a human-shaped thing standing faintly...

I instinctively stretched out my hand and touched the lonely and Xu divine talisman. Seeing that the thing swayed and rushed towards the wind, I shook my hand and hit the talisman out... I don't know if it hits, but I only heard the sound of the talisman falling to the ground, and then the thing disappeared...

I wanted to go over and pick up the talisman, but Xiang Feng grabbed me.

"Walk!"

Xiang Feng pulled me out and ran out. He didn't pick up the talisman and flashlight. He drilled out of the cave in one breath and ran more than ten meters away. Looking back, he saw nothing chasing me. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is that?" I asked.

"I don't know." Xiang Feng said, "It seems to be a demon, very powerful. Let's go back first..."

When we returned to the place where we slept, we saw Master, Mr. Yang, and the old man Cui. The three of them were awake, but Uncle Yang was still sleeping soundly. I told the master what we found.

"Master, we are not at the wrong place. That Yang Xiansheng encountered a disaster here back then."

"Um…"

I looked at me with lingering fear and said, "I just don't know what that ghost thing is in the cave..."

"I feel... it may be a resentful evil." said the master.

"oh?"

Master said that resentment is transformed by the resentment of dead people, and is a natural evil spirit... The bones in the cave are all dead porters. After death, the body retains resentment. So many corpses are taken to the cave, and resentment accumulates and merges with the foul air generated by the decay of the corpse. Over time, it becomes evil spirits... The main reason is that the cave is located in a remote place. After this road is abandoned together, no one has entered or exited for many years, so evil spirits will arise in it. If someone comes in or out every now and then the yang energy on the body will rush around, it will not become evil spirits at all...

"Looking at this, the 'people' I saw in that tree before may be that thing..." I said, "Master, this thing will sooner or later be harmful to people. Maybe it has already harmed people. We must get rid of it, okay?"

"The thing like a ghost is like a ghost. It has strong energy at night and is not easy to deal with. It will hide in the daytime. I think its hiding place should be in the pile of bones..." The master looked at the sky and said, "After dawn, I will naturally have a way to get it out..."

We sat until dawn. Although the rain did not stop, it was much smaller than at night. The mountain was foggy and white. After eating something briefly, Xiang Feng and I followed the master to circle, broke five branches of sunwood, and tied them together with red ropes. I took a piece of my shirt from my bag, tore it into strips, tied it to the branches, and made a torch. The master pierced his fingers with a silver needle, squeezed two drops of blood on it. After igniting it, we went to the cave...

The flashlight had been exhausted and was no longer lit. I found the Lone Void God Talisman. I put it in my pocket and followed the master to hold the torch and circled around the bones. The master took out a ball of red rope, pulled out a piece of rope head and pinched it with his hands, buried the ball of rope in the pile of bones, pointed at the buried rope, and muttered it. After a while, the master pulled the rope head and the red rope extended out little by little... Suddenly, a ball of black stuff was pulled out with the rope, and under the flames, it looked like a ball of torn clothes...

I forgot to blink my eyes and thought to myself, this should be something resentful. I actually look like this during the day. When I get tonight, I turn into a "human shape" and run out...

After all the things were pulled out, Master, handed the rope to me, "Leng'er, carry it..."

I held it and felt that this thing was heavy, shaking under the rope, and my heart shook... The master pulled out a token, wrapped it in talisman paper, and drew a circle in Nianyouyou. He threw it on the pile of bones with a "splash" and said, "Okay, let's go..."

I trembled with this thing, like carrying a dog-headed gold, followed the master, Xiang Feng and the others outside. The master calculated with his fingers and came to a place and said, let's put it here...

After putting it down, the master took the torch from Xiang Feng's hand and put it on the thing. It ignited. The flame was actually green and made a squeaking sound, like a cat crying, which was quite strange...

After the thing burned out, we came to the pass.

"Master, have you thought about how to predict the direction of the hole buried under the landslide at the pass?" I asked.

"Yeah..." said the master.

After saying that, the master took out a piece of yellow paper, drew a talisman on it, and folded it into the shape of a villain.

"Leng'er, give me the shovel."

I took out a shovel and handed it to him. Under the gaze of everyone, the master measured it with his hand, held a place, dug it up, and dug it about seven or eight times, and the master suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with Master?" I couldn't help asking.
Chapter completed!