Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

I froze for a moment.

Only then did I realize that the "she" that Tuo Ye was talking about was that ghost thing.

Xiufang's mother asked nervously, "Who's looking for the stone? A man or a woman?"

Uncle Tuo ignored the people around him and took out a yellowed notebook from his pocket with trembling hands.

"She'll find you eventually."

"The curse cannot be resisted."

After saying that, he stuffed the yellowed notebook into my hand, turned around and walked away slowly.

"This damn hunchback is talking nonsense. Stone, don't listen to his nonsense."

"You're riding in the boss's car. Even ghosts would be scared of you."

Xiufang's mother had a flattering smile on her face, trying to take the opportunity to ease the relationship with me.

But before she could say a word, Meng Jingye pushed her away.

Meng Jingye stared at the notebook, his eyes full of greed.

"Mr. Tuo hasn't been in a good mind lately."

"This notebook might not be very clean. How about I keep it for you so that you don't get your hands dirty?"

As he spoke, he extended his hand.

Prepare to take away that yellowed notebook.

I turned my wrist and hid the notebook behind me.

"I have to take whatever Master Tuo gave me, no matter if it's dirty or not, so Uncle Meng won't have to worry about it."

Meng Jingye's face darkened and he wanted to call the Meng family to come and grab it.

But when I saw the GAZ car behind me, the idea of ​​robbing it immediately disappeared.

"Hey, I just want to help you share your worries."

"Look, you're already riding in a high-ranking official's car. There's no need for you to get involved in these trivial matters in the village."

"Besides, curses and such are all superstition."

"You are an educated person, so you shouldn't believe this."

"Give me this notebook, it will save you a lot of trouble."

Meng Jingye is eloquent.

If it were someone else, they might have been fooled.

But I became more and more certain that the contents of the notebook were not simple.

As for the curse, I have had the fake night pearl for several days, and there has been no abnormality so far.

So I feel that the curse does not exist at all.

The "she" that Tuo Ye mentioned is most likely an illusion.

Words like "come to see me" all come from Tuoye's subconscious imagination.

Maybe Tuo Ye wanted to win me over to be his wing, so he used these weird words to threaten me.

"I still have to take Grandpa to the hospital, so I won't say any more to Uncle Meng."

"drive."

I told the driver to drive.

Through the rearview mirror, I saw Meng Jingye’s face was ashen and he seemed to be cursing something.

"Stone baby."

Grandpa called me and held my arm with his dry hands.

"No matter what the hunchback says, don't go."

"He digs graves and does a lot of things that damage his moral character."

An idea suddenly struck me.

The tomb-robbing story that Tuo Ye told happened more than forty years ago.

My grandfather was already in his teens or twenties at that time, so he might know something about the situation.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Tuo told me that there is a big tomb next to our village, and many tomb robbers died in it."

Grandpa's face changed instantly.

The hands holding my arms suddenly exerted force, like a pair of pliers, leaving two marks on my hands.

I don't know where he gets so much strength from.

"Did he tell you this?"

"That damn hunchback wants to harm my Stone Baby!"

"Don't believe a word he says!"

"He just threw away the notebook he gave you, throw it away now!"

Grandpa became more and more agitated.

I quickly promised that I would not believe Tuo Ye, and only then did Grandpa calm down.

"At that time, there was a lot of war and many people made a living by robbing graves."

"The hunchback's father, uncle, and brother are all veteran tomb robbers. That winter, they came to our Yagou Village, spending the day and night laying iron spikes in the fields."

"Everyone knew they were robbing graves, but no one dared to stop them because they had guns."

"Then one night, the camel let out a cry of terror that echoed throughout the village."

"I was young and curious, so I ran out to take a peek."

"The result, the result... cough cough cough."

Fear gradually crept onto Grandpa's cheeks.

On his skinny face, muscles gradually bulged.

His whole face was full of ravines and gullies like the Loess Plateau.

The pupils of his eyes shrank like black beans, and endless fear overflowed.

One night more than forty years ago, my grandfather ran into the fields after hearing shouting.

The fields were planted with corn at that time.

The corn stalks, more than one meter tall, look like green gauze tents.

Walking through a cornfield at night, the rustling of stalks and leaves can easily make people feel scared.

But my grandfather really didn’t know how to write the word “fear” at that time.

It stopped only when it was five or six meters away from the stolen hole.

The corn stalks in that field were flattened, leaving a large hole one meter square in the ground.

The young camel man sat on the ground with his legs apart, his chest heaving violently, holding the gun in both hands and staring at the tunnel, not noticing my grandfather's presence at all.

According to my grandfather's description, Tuoye was extremely nervous at that time, with a very ferocious expression, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

Blah, blah!

The rope put into the tunnel began to move.

It seemed like someone was pulling the rope below.

The other end of the rope was tied around Camel's waist.

With the pull from below, the rope suddenly straightened.

Even Camel was almost dragged into the tunnel.

Uncle Tuo’s face turned pale and he immediately stood up and leaned back.

The legs were firmly planted on the ground, the upper body was stretched straight and leaned back, with the body forming a 40-degree angle with the ground.

It's like pulling hard on the rope in tug-of-war.

After gaining control of his body, he hurriedly tried to untie the rope around his waist.

But for some reason, the rope not only didn't untie, but it became tighter and tighter around his waist, making his waist concave.

"Save me, save me!"

"Si'er, save me!"

"Pull me up!"

A cry for help came from the tunnel.

There was great pain in the weak voice.

When Tuoye heard the cry for help, his face became even uglier.

He gritted his teeth, drew his dagger and cut the rope.

Whoosh whoosh.

Uncle Tuo took two steps back, panting heavily, and without even wiping the sweat from his eyes, he prepared to run away.

Swish!

A strange sound came from the tunnel.

It looks like a big gecko is climbing.

At this time, my grandfather stretched his neck out of curiosity to look.

But with a bang, a man covered in blood flew out of the tunnel.

The man's eyes were wide open and his bloody mouth was wide open. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth. In an instant, the whole cornfield was filled with the smell of blood.

My grandfather was so frightened that his heart stopped for a moment.

He quickly retracted his neck, lay on the ground and backed away.

boom!

Gunshots were fired.

Uncle Tuo pulled the trigger with trembling hands.

The man who pounced out shook twice and continued to pounce on Grandpa Tuo.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots continued to ring out, and the bullets in the box gun were used up in one breath.

The sound of an empty chamber clicking was heard several times before Tuo Ye released the trigger, panting heavily, and ran away without looking back.

My grandfather was extremely scared at that time.

I wanted to turn around and run, but my calves were cramping and I couldn't move at all.

At this time, the bloody man was lying on the ground, twitching constantly, and intermittent sounds came out from his lips opening and closing.

"Si'er, there's...darkness...inside the tomb..."

My grandfather was afraid of being haunted by something unclean, so he didn't bother to listen and just crawled back with his hands.

I went home and stayed in bed all night without daring to sleep.

The next day, my grandfather thought that the tunnel and the body would be discovered, so he squatted at the door to wait for news.

But when the sun set, I didn't hear any discussion from the villagers who had gone to the fields.

So he plucked up his courage and went to the field again.

But except for the fallen corn stalks, the corpse and the robber's hole were gone.

Everything seemed like a dream.

After saying this, grandpa seemed tired.

He leaned his head against my neck and whispered, "A few months after that night, the hunchback came to our village and became a live-in son-in-law."

“That’s when I knew this wasn’t over yet!”

"He said those things and gave you things to take advantage of you!"