To the east of Dajiang, to the south of Outer Mongolia, and in the northwest of Zhongzhou, "Juwang City" is a paradise hidden by mountains.

It is far away from the center of the provincial capital and has no complicated interest relationships; it is not a transportation hub and does not have a bustling street scene with busy traffic. The only things Juwang City has are undulating mountains, lush green forests, and a "cornucopia" terrain with excellent meaning.

With the development of the information age, Juwang City's beautiful scenery of "eighteen bends on the forest road and green mountains surrounded by green water" has been developed into a tourism industry, and the slogan "Work hard at sunrise and return home with hoeing in the evening" has attracted many elderly care workers.

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Gradually, many young wealthy businessmen, professors and researchers settled in the calm and windless Juwang City, and also attracted a group of old doctors to come here to tend flowers and plants. The slow-paced lifestyle and high content of humanistic atmosphere made it become a

It has to be low-key and reserved, restrained and deep.

Just like its name "Juwang", it is inhabited by people of high moral character and high esteem, and those who hope to live and work in peace and contentment. Even though the world outside the mountains is boiling and the sky is full, the Taoyuan fairyland remains as peaceful as ever.

But recently, more and more people have come to Juwang City to "take refuge"...

Sixi Street, Babaotang. In the front hall filled with the aroma of traditional Chinese medicine, Yu Mingyang, who had put on a lot of weight, hung one of his legs and allowed an old doctor to help him apply medicine, touch his bones, and then put on a splint and bandage.

"The medicine is absorbed very well, and the bones grow very quickly. It takes others a hundred days to move their muscles and bones, but I think you can run around in two months at most." The old doctor said with a smile, "You can still survive in a plane crash.

Yangyang, you are truly blessed and blessed!"

"Grandpa Song, don't mention it..." Yu Mingyang's face collapsed when he thought of the Lingdong monster and the plane crash, "I almost died young, and I have a heavy psychological shadow. Not to mention taking the high-speed train by car, all I want to do now is

Stay in your Babaotang to retire. It’s not for anything else, just to be safe here!”

"Although there are occasional small earthquakes in Juwang City, it is not close to the sea, has no boundary gate, and is not haunted. It is really the 'three treasures' and is much better than outside."

Yu Mingyang was deeply moved: "I was wearing a scarf recently, and I really felt that the end of the world was coming. I heard that there was a prediction recently that something would happen in the northwest, talking about 'big tomb zombies', which made the military and civilians in several provinces in the northwest very busy. This

After all the calculations, Juwangcheng is still the most stable, I am raising my legs and protecting my life!"

The old doctor laughed: "Hahaha! Juwangcheng is indeed very safe. No wonder you refused to return to Yanjing and had to change your way to my place to recuperate your legs."

The older generations of the Yu family and the Song family are neighbors in the same compound, and they have a very good relationship. Dr. Song has watched Yu Mingyang grow up since he was a child, and almost treats him as a grandson. They have been together for eighteen years.

But later, Dr. Song responded to the country's call and came to Juwang City, a "deep mountain and old forest", to study local poisonous weeds. So he left Yanjing and chose to retire in Juwang City.

After many years, Dr. Song is already the doctor of Babaotang, and Yu Mingyang is the first junior in recent years who wants to live with him for a long time.

Even though the little hozen just wanted to nourish its legs and save its life, Dr. Song was still very comforted.

"If you want to bask in the sun, can I ask Xiao Yang to push you outside for a walk?"

"No!" Yu Mingyang declined politely, "I know that the 'Babaotang' is just a trap, and the core is a real research laboratory. I can't bear to let science and technology push me to bask in the sun!"

Old doctor Song laughed loudly: "Okay, you hozen spirit... then you have to remember that you can go anywhere in Juwang City, but the mountains and forests are not easy to enter. There are too many poisonous and poisonous weeds, and it is easy to get caught."

Everything is good in Juwang City, but there are too many dangers in the mountains and forests. So many people throughout the ages have only succeeded in finding one way in and out.

"Your parents entrusted you to me, and I will keep your legs intact. No matter what monsters, gods, or zombies there are outside, they won't have their turn in Juwang City."

"Take care of your legs in peace, little hozen."

Indeed, Juwang City has been peaceful for thousands of years, and there are no big problems except for the extremely low birth rate. The monsters along the coast cannot climb to the northwest, and the monsters from the boundary gate cannot get out of Lingdong. Even the northwest tombs were unearthed... This is different from Juwang City.

What does Wangcheng have to do with it?

Those who should be worried should probably be in big cities where many tombs have been unearthed!

There are many people who hold the same idea. All of Central Continent's attention is focused on a few special cities in the northwest, but they ignore the factor of "people pursue profit".

Strictly guard against inevitable errors and omissions, as there will always be an omission in a hundred secrets. Large tombs have always been divided into yin and yang, and only yang tombs can be recorded in the annals of history.

As for the Yin Tomb, it often hides deeper underground and in denser forests, feeding on vitality and essence. If it is destined, it will reappear in the sky and cause trouble in all directions.

The Yang tomb can be touched, but the Yin tomb cannot be touched. But human beings are like this - the more untouchable, the more likely they are to touch.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon on January 31, the sky in Juwang City was filled with darkness.

Dark clouds overlapped one after another and lingered on the top of the entire mountain for a long time. It looked like a heavy rain was going to pour, but half an hour passed and not a drop of rain fell.

At this time, the construction team more than ten miles outside the city had not finished work. Due to the excellent development momentum of Juwang City in recent years, the tourism developers were very active and finally came up with the idea of ​​"building a highway".

Juwang City has excellent resources and cannot only have one road in and out. As long as one more road can be built, the city will have more income. At that time, they can also develop real estate and attract young people to come to work, invest and do business. Maybe

Within ten years, Juwang City will be as prosperous as the provincial capital.

After many complicated procedures, the road construction project started smoothly. The developer hired a lot of people on the condition of three hundred meals and lodgings a day. Since the start of the construction, more than ten miles of road have been dug. However, the mountains and forests are too big to dig.

The end.

"Didn't the state issue notices online? All projects have to be stopped in recent days, especially excavation work." A young man wiped his sweat and said, "And it looks like it will rain today, do you really want to stop work?

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The foreman was smoking a cigarette, sitting on the excavator with his legs crossed comfortably, and mockingly said: "Call it off? You pay three hundred yuan?"

The young man paused and stopped talking.

"Are you stupid? The state has promised to pay for lost work. If you work and earn another three hundred yuan, isn't it good to earn a few hundred yuan a day?" The foreman puffed, "The big tomb that was unearthed on the Internet was mentioned with us.

What does it matter? I have been doing excavations for thirty years. If I can dig out a big tomb, I can still work with you now?"

"It's already time to enjoy the delicious food!" The foreman and others laughed.

"If you really dig up something, brothers, please stop running away." Another person laughed, "Put some good things in your pockets, and we won't have to work for the rest of our lives."

"I really am yours, I love hearing this! Hahaha..."

The young man pulled a towel to wipe his sweat, and felt that the surrounding environment was getting more and more stuffy. He continued to do it for a while, but he couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't you feel stuffy? I can't breathe, my heartbeat is so good

quick."

"Don't pretend to be dead." Someone rolled his eyes at him, "It's boring when it rains, but it doesn't stop you from working and getting paid."

The young man lowered his eyes, thinking of his seriously ill mother at home and his younger sister who was old enough to go to school, and finally bowed his head to life.

This work lasted half an hour. The dark clouds in the sky were finally full of water, and it rained heavily in an instant. At this time, the workers were standing on the newly dug road. Countless trickles of water gathered together to wash away the soil and plants, and the ground was mixed.

Very muddy.

Going forward is a road full of unknown plants. Going back... we can only evacuate people, but we can't bring cars. The road is slippery, and we are afraid of getting into trouble if we take the car. But we can walk for more than ten miles and get wet in the heavy winter rain. Who can

I can’t stand it!

In desperation, the group of people could only hide in the shed and wait for the rain to stop.

"Rumble--" The surging thunder and lightning rolled overhead, like a silver snake undulating in the clouds. It illuminated the sky brightly and struck the mountaintop heavily, and for a while there was the sound of exploding boulders.

Immediately afterwards, the rapids formed by the rain washed down large tracts of trees and plants, and more and more muddy water flowed down the slope, dragging the entire mountain skin down, like a large mudslide.

Now no one could stand it any longer! The workers abandoned their work sheds and excavators and climbed up the mountain diagonally based on experience. Under the threat of death from mudslides, they couldn't care less about the poisonous plants they stepped on.

Buried alive.

"Gan! Asking the boss to increase the money is a mudslide!"

Until now, many people are still thinking about money. This is not because they don’t care about the importance, nor is it because they don’t care about their lives, but because money occupies too many places in their lives. People have to spend money everywhere in life, and if they don’t have money, they will have nothing.

Food and clothing, that's all.

"Boom!" A bolt of lightning struck at the foot of the mountain. Washed away by layers of mudslides, countless rocks rolled down and hit the same place in pieces, knocking open a dark door.

Yes, a door.

A door with a pure black background, painted with blood-red runes, and buried in the shadow of the foot of the mountain. It was buried very deep, and if it hadn't been for the strong erosion of the mudslide, its original shape would not have been revealed.

At this moment, it is quietly embedded at the foot of the mountain, letting the heavy rain and mud wash away the bloody runes... And as the color of the runes becomes darker and darker, the black door seems to have been reborn, exuding a fatal temptation.

I really want to push it away!

"Brothers, have we made a fortune?" someone murmured, "Do you think that is where the ancient emperors hid gold ingots?"

"I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich..." The foreman laughed in a daze, "Money that can't be spent! We will have money that can't be spent! Let's go, let's go and see what's down there? If there's gold, silver, and jewelry,

I'll go pack a small one outside."

Their eyes turned red and they walked downstairs in the heavy rain.

The young man was so frightened that he quickly stopped him: "Don't go! Do you still remember the prophecy unearthed from the tomb? You..." The next second, his face was hit by a punch and he was hit hard on the ground.

He raised his head in confusion, and saw that his co-workers seemed to have changed their temper, showing fierce expressions: "Don't block the way of making money, Zhang Yan, you don't want to get rich, we do..."

"Hey, we thought... there's money there..." They walked towards the black door in a daze.

Zhang Yan felt creepy when he saw it!

He almost rolled and crawled, running on both hands and feet in the direction of Juwangcheng. With frozen fingers, he desperately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, only to find that the 200-dollar old phone could not receive a signal in the deep mountains and forests.

When he turned around, he saw that the possessed co-worker was getting closer and closer to the door.

He couldn't stop him, and he didn't dare to stop him. There were too many people in the world who had lost their humanity for money. There was no other way but to seek help from outside.

Zhang Yan ran with all his strength. At the same moment, the dark door was slowly opened.

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The rain poured down overwhelmingly, weaving a turbid curtain and reducing the visibility of the road to a minimum. Two off-road vehicles were driving at a tortuous speed on the eighteen-turn mountain road. The two windshield wipers worked hard, but had little effect.

"Boom!" Lightning and thunder roared.

Qi Xinli frowned: "What the hell kind of weather is this?"
To be continued...