Beining City is already located in the north of Beihai Province, which is much colder than Xining City. When Wang Zhi and his men walked out of the railway station, it was cloudy. When a few of them arrived at the guesthouse, it started to rain sparsely in the sky. In this way, Wang Zhi and his men could only stay in the city of Beining for the time being. In this way, they could not go to the archaeological site in this kind of weather. In fact, the archaeological site was still in the north of Beijing.

Fortunately, the guesthouse arranged by Xiao Xin and Zhang Qin for Zhang Yunxiang and Wang Zhi was quite good. Although it was just a three-star guesthouse, the environment was quite good in both the environment and the location.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the few arrived in Beining. When they arrived at the guesthouse, it was already dark. In addition, it was raining, so after dinner, Wang Zhi and others did not go out for a walk, and they all stayed in the room to chat. After 9:30 pm, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Wang Zhi returned to the room and took a shower, and lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. In fact, he had been taking the train for a day and was very tired even if he didn't do anything.

Wang Zhi was sleeping in a scent and suddenly heard a woman crying. He suddenly sat up and reached out to press the switch of the bedside lamp, but after pressing it, the bedside lamp did not light up - there was a power outage?

Wang Zhi looked up at the indicator light of the TV in the room. There was no light at all. The room was pitch black. He turned on the TV when he came in last night and used a remote control when the computer was turned off. If the indicator light of the TV was not powered off, it should be on.

There was a power outage in the city area. Wang Zhi shook his head with a wry smile. Then he remembered the cry he had just heard and listened intently again, but this time he heard nothing.

Since there was no sound, Wang Zhi lay on the bed and fell asleep again. But after not long after sleeping, he heard the crying of the woman again. This time, Wang Zhi couldn't sleep anymore. He put on his clothes and walked to the window and opened the window and listened intently again, but he still couldn't hear any sound.

This is strange! Wang Zhi couldn't help but frown. He was a master of the Taoist realm. Naturally, there was no phenomenon of illusion and auditory hallucination. He heard the sound just now, and it was definitely not a dream. It was because of this that he became even more confused.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Zhi jumped up and jumped down from the window. The room he lived in was on the third floor of the guesthouse, and there was a road outside the window. Such a height was naturally nothing to Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi just jumped off the window and suddenly felt that someone jumped down not far away and hurriedly looked at it and found that it was Dongfang Hong.

"You heard the crying too?" Dongfang Hong also saw Wang Zhi at the same time, and walked over and asked with a slight smile.

"Ha, you heard it too?" Wang Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know, but the crying should have come from the northwest direction. Let's go over and take a look." Dongfang Hong shook her head and said, then the two of them walked towards the northwest direction.

It was already past two o'clock in the morning. It was still raining outside, with few vehicles on the road, and naturally there were no pedestrians. Wang Zhi and Dongfang Hong also had fewer concerns and walked quickly under the dim street lights. They walked out of the city in about twenty minutes.

After walking out of the city, Dongfang Hong continued to run northwest, and ran quickly again for about twenty minutes to arrive at a cemetery.

"Is this a cemetery?" Looking at the many small hills in front of him, Wang Zhi looked at Dongfang Hong strangely. He didn't hear the direction of the crying. He came from the real Dongfang Hong along the way. Now that he was taken to a cemetery by Dongfang Hong, he was naturally surprised.

In northern regions, especially in remote areas, burials have always been paid attention to. After a person dies, he dug a small tomb, and then piled up a small hill bag after burial. In this place, there are at least more than 40 small hill bags.

Wang Zhi believes in metaphysics and Feng Shui, but he definitely does not believe in ghosts and gods. What does Dongfang Hong mean to bring him to this cemetery? Could it be that the crying sound was a female ghost crying? Wang Zhi absolutely does not believe in this.

Both of them were experts. Although the night was dark at this time, Dongfang Hong could still see the expression on Wang Zhi's face clearly and said with a smile: "Go in and take a look, maybe you will find something other than that."

Wang Zhi looked at Dongfang Hong suspiciously again and followed Dongfang Hong into the scene. Dongfang Hong was cautious along the way, looking down at his feet, and even frowned and calculating something. It took about ten minutes to lead Wang Zhi to a grave.

"This grave is newly buried!" Wang Zhi could see the difference between this grave at a glance. Even though it was raining, the ground was wet, but the soil particles on this grave were obviously loose, unlike other graves that were even covered with weeds.

"Yes, it's really a new one, but have you noticed anything unusual about this newly built grave?" Dongfang Hong nodded and asked in a low voice.

"Strange!" Hearing Dongfang Hong's words, Wang Zhi looked at the grave in front of him again, and after looking for a full three minutes, he said in a deep voice: "There are no wreaths on the grave, and there are no signs of paper money burning."

"No," Dongfang Hong nodded again. If the old tombs did not have these things, it would be strange if they were not mentioned before. If this was a new tomb, it would be very strange if there were no such things. Could it be that the owner of this cemetery had no relatives and friends?

"But what does this have to do with the crying just now? It's far from the guesthouse. Don't tell me that the crying just now was caused by the unjust soul." Wang Zhi looked at Dongfang Hong again and asked.

"Injustice!" Dongfang Hong looked at Wang Zhi with a smile, and then said, "How about I tell you a story?"

"Okay, you said." Wang Zhi nodded and said, knowing that Dongfang Hong would not tell him a story for no reason.

Seeing Wang Zhi nodding, Dongfang Hong smiled again and began to tell softly: "Actually, this is not a story, but a real thing I have experienced personally."

The story told by Dongfang Hong happened ninety years ago. At that time, Dongfang Hong was only in her early twenties and traveled around with his master. Once, the two of them came to a small town in Tianjin City and heard about something strange.

At that time, there was a grocery store in the small field, which mainly bought some dried fruit biscuits and other things. The owner was an old man in his sixties.

Because it was not peaceful at that time, the boss would close the door after 7 pm, but one night, around 10 pm, the boss heard someone knocking outside.

"Boss, I bought cookies and my child is almost starving." The knock on the door was accompanied by a hurried female voice. The boss was already asleep at this time, so he naturally didn't want to open the door, but he couldn't help but the woman was shouting outside.

Finally, the shouting became anxious. The boss finally opened the store impatiently and saw a young woman of twenty-seven or eight years old standing outside. Her hair was casually dispersed and her face was a little pale.

"Boss, I bought biscuits, and my child is about to starve to death." Seeing that the boss opened the door, the woman said hurriedly.

"Come in." Even though the boss was impatient, since the store had already opened, he was not as fierce as before. He glanced at the woman indifferently and said.

"No, just weigh me a 10 yuan biscuit." The woman handed me a 10 yuan bill and said to the boss.

The woman didn't come in, and the boss didn't force her. She collected the money and weighed ten yuan for the woman. She watched the woman leave and then closed the door and continued to sleep.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up early the next morning, the boss suddenly found a ghost coin in the money cabinet when checking the accounts. Seeing this ghost coin, the boss suddenly rang out the woman from last night. He was so scared that he was out of his mind and did not dare to stay in the grocery store at the moment.

When Dongfang Hong and his master arrived in the town, it was the second day after the woman bought the biscuits. When he heard about this, Dongfang Hong's master found the boss and said that he would accompany him tonight.

At that time, Dongfang Hong's master dressed as a Taoist priest. Although the boss was still scared when he saw this, he finally agreed. It was still the same night that the woman came again and still came to buy biscuits.

The boss was so scared that he was so scared that he naturally did not dare to open the door. Instead, Dongfang Hong's master took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to the boss, asking the boss to sprinkle the powder from the porcelain bottle on the biscuits when he said the biscuits. The boss took the porcelain bottle handed over by Master Dongfang Hong, and then he suppressed his fear and called the store door. When the store door opened, the boss saw the woman he saw last night again, and still had hair disheveled.

But what's strange is that Dongfang Hong hid behind the door but could not see anything. She only saw the boss talking to herself, then came in and weighed some biscuits, sprinkled powder from a porcelain bottle on the biscuits as his master told him, and then walked out with the biscuits. When he came in again, there was an extra penny in his hand.

Just when Dongfang Hong was strange, his master hurriedly led him out. The two came to a cemetery and came to a new grave. Before Dongfang Hong could speak, his master hurriedly ordered Dongfang Hong to dig a grave. Finally, the two opened the grave and dug out a coffin. When they opened it, they found that there was a woman and a baby inside. The woman was already angry, but the baby was still alive.

"Is this the real thing?" After hearing this, Wang Zhi finally couldn't help but interrupt. He really didn't believe that this was true. It was too evil.

He knew that the miraculous doctor Hua Tuo had saved a pregnant woman who had been put into the coffin, but the pregnant woman had not been buried at that time. Hua Tuo only judged that the pregnant woman was not dead based on the blood dripping from the coffin, but this incident actually caused a ghost.

"Of course it's true, but I didn't see the so-called woman at that time. Later, I asked my master if he had seen it, but he shook his head and said that I would understand what day it would be." Dongfang Hong said with a faint smile at Wang Zhi.

"Do you understand?" Wang Zhi asked angrily.

"I understand." Dongfang Hong nodded and looked at Wang Zhi with a smile again and said, "The root of the yang is in the yin, and the root of the yang is in the yang. The misfortune is the basis of good fortune, and the blessing is the basis of bad fortune."

"Boom!" Hearing these short words Dongfang Hong said, Wang Zhi felt a sudden explosion in his mind and instantly understood.

ps: I recommend a book called "Evolution of Energy", book number: 2553635. Friends who are short of books can go and have a look.

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