Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 243
If there is any place in Shuangshui Commune that the locals are terrified when they mention it, and they dare not go even in sunny days, it is definitely the mass graves in the west.

A hundred years ago, the mass graves were just wasteland, where not a single blade of grass grew.

However, about eight or ninety years ago, there was a rat plague in Dongguang. Countless people were infected and countless people died in the area.

At that time, the country was still under the jurisdiction of the Qing government, and the suffering of the people was completely ignored.

When such a great plague happened, instead of rescuing the people, the Dongguang Mansion did everything possible to cover it up.

As a last resort, the common people had to save themselves.

At that time, there was an unwritten rule here. If a person is infected with the epidemic, he cannot be buried in the ancestral grave after death. After being cremated in the mass grave, he will be buried on the spot.

Because of the plague, three out of ten people here were buried in mass graves.

Strange to say.

The original mass graves were barren of vegetation. After that, it is not known whether it was because too many ashes were buried that changed the soil quality, or because of other reasons, vegetation suddenly began to grow six to seventy years ago.

Over the past few decades, the trees have become more and more verdant, and the weeds and flowers are almost half the height of a person.

But it looks more and more gloomy.

There have been bold people who have been there, but they refused to talk about it when they came back. Some people were bitten by the poison there and had to seek medical advice.

Therefore, it is a forbidden area for the locals of Shuangshui Commune.

In order to prevent outsiders from wandering in without knowing the details, the people in the commune specially put up a sign there to remind them kindly.

When Dajun heard that Dawei coaxed his two younger brothers to the mass grave, he was so angry that he punched him in the face.

Dawei was knocked down to the ground, bleeding from his nose, and he fell to the ground, trembling with fright.

"I didn't ask the second soldier to go, he went by himself, it has nothing to do with me..."

He Wanqing and Dajun had no time to take care of him, so they ran towards the mass grave.

In the mass grave, the two soldiers carried the three civilians on their backs, and struggled through the waist-high wormwood. From time to time, they got caught in the vines.

"Second brother, why don't we go back, it's too dark here."

The trees around the mass graves are tall and dense, even in the daytime, the surrounding area is dark and gloomy.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was even darker.

Er Bing was unavoidably anxious, but relying on his skill, he kept emboldening himself and Sanmin.

"It's okay, let's go back when we find the white mushroom, and see that brat Dawei, will I apologize to you, and I will accompany you with the best harmonica."

Sanmin shook his head, "Second brother, I don't need him to make amends, I don't want to be here, let's go."

It's scary here.

"You don't need Dawei to make an apology, don't you want that harmonica too? The elder sister bought it for you, how sad it would be for her to break it."

Sanmin stopped talking immediately.

He squeezed his small fist to cheer himself up.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the third brother is here.

Suddenly, the second soldier pointed to a pine tree not far away, and exclaimed excitedly, "It's there!"

The two came under the pine tree, only to see a white mushroom growing under the tree.

Sanmin frowned.

"This mushroom grows really ugly, one grain after another, like a skinny man."

The second soldier didn't care.

"It doesn't matter if it's beautiful or ugly. Didn't Dawei say that as long as we can find this thing, it will prove that we have been in a mass grave. Just stand there and let me pick two mushrooms."

Sanmin obediently stood aside.

The second soldier picked a few handfuls of mushrooms, and suddenly found a small kiln two meters high not far away. The kiln was built of bricks and stones, and there was a small fan-shaped door.

He walked over curiously, and saw that the small kiln was not deep, but there was a person lying on the ground, motionless.

The two soldiers waved to the three people.

"Sanmin, there are people here, come and see who also entered the mass grave."

The second soldier walked over and was about to push the man on the ground when suddenly a gust of wind seemed to flash behind his head.

His body reacted much faster than his brain, and his right leg was a backspin kick.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt weak and weak, and the kick he kicked missed.

There was a pain in his neck, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

In a daze, he felt that someone stuffed something into his hand, and he snorted coldly.

"It's rare to have such skill at such a young age. It's a pity that he's too young to be successful."

Bad, he met the bad guys!
Suddenly, there was a loud cry from Sanmin.

"You are a bad guy, you killed my second brother!"

It's over, there are three people!

"Sanmin, run!"

The second soldier's head was pounding, and his heart was terribly anxious, but he couldn't make a sound from his mouth.

Before falling completely into a coma, he heard the voice of that person.

"Yo, here comes another one, this kid looks really good-looking, come with me!"

When He Wanqing and the army arrived at the mass grave, it was already past 04:30 in the afternoon.

In front of the mass grave, the black wooden signboard has experienced decades of wind and rain, and it has long been mottled.

"I heard from Huzi and Xiaoyu that Erbing and Sanmin entered through this warning sign, so let's look for it along the way."

Da Jun nodded, and seeing He Wanqing's worried face, he comforted her: "Sister, don't worry, Hu Zi and Xiao Yu have already gone back to inform Brother Zhuzi, and they will definitely be found back."

He Wanqing sighed lightly.

The brat Er Bing is getting more and more courageous.

When she finds it back, she will find a way to cure him, otherwise she won't know what trouble will happen next time.

The ground was full of thorns, and there was no way at all. The two struggled to wade out a way through the knee-high wormwood bushes.

As they walked, they called Er Bing and San Min loudly.

There was no answer, only a faint echo sounded.

The worry in He Wanqing's heart became more and more intense.

Where did these two children go?

Dajun slowly distanced himself from her, and the two were about four or five meters apart.

Suddenly, the army suddenly turned around and shouted loudly: "Who is it, get out!"

He Wanqing suddenly smelled a strange fragrance in her nose, and her body gradually became weak. She knew something was wrong, and wanted to turn around to inform Dajun, but when her neck hurt, she fell down.

Before she fell to the ground, she felt someone reaching out to catch her.

Dajun ran a few steps, trying to rush over to rescue her.

He Wanqing was lifted up, her neck felt cold, and a dagger was pressed against her neck.

"Little brother, be honest, otherwise your sister will not survive."

He Wanqing's head was groggy, but there was still a trace of clarity in her heart.

After living two lifetimes, it was the first time he was held hostage with a knife.

You bastard, kill my sister if you have the ability, otherwise, once she regains her freedom, she will definitely make your death ugly.

Dajun's eyes were burning with anger, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

The man said coldly: "Simple, put your head in your hands and come over."

The army obeyed, put his head in his hands, and walked forward.

About two meters away from the two of them, the man shouted: "Stop."

(End of this chapter)