At first glance, the sound sounded like a woman crying, but when you savor it carefully, it seemed that it was not just a woman crying, but it seemed that there were countless women, accompanied by the sound of running water, coming from a distance.

Perhaps they encountered an extremely sad thing, or perhaps they had experienced some terrible experience. Because they were powerless, they were sad, resentful, and cursed. Such feelings were revealed from the crying, making them even more desolate in the desolate night.

However, in the middle of the night, the people in the village had already fallen asleep. Apart from crops, there were two imperial tombs. Where would there be women crying outside?

This is obviously not a human.

Before he heard the crying with his own ears, Tang Fan also felt that the description of the old village chief and others was a bit alarmist, but at this moment, he had experienced this feeling in his own way.

The deep resentment and sorrow contained in the crying was sometimes sharp and high-pitched, sometimes low and cold, like a knife that penetrated deep into the flesh and blood. It was not something that an ordinary person could send out. It was creepy and unavoidable.

The wind seemed particularly strong tonight, making the doors and windows pound, and the crying kept blowing in with the sound of the wind.

Tang Fan had calmed down. This was not only because of Sui Zhou by his side, but because of his calm and calm personality that he was inherently accustomed to be back. It was precisely because of this personality that he used to travel around the world alone, study around the world, and experienced crises countless times, and finally turned into danger and safety.

He listened for a moment, his head slightly turned to the side, approached Suizhou's ear, and asked quietly, "Do you want to go out and check it?"

Sui Zhou looked solemn and nodded. The two of them began to get up and put on their clothes.

Because it was windy here and they were out again, they went out to sleep and took off their outer clothes. It was convenient to put on them now, but they were already dressed neatly in the blink of an eye. Suizhou moved faster and had already pushed open the door.

The wind outside was very strong and the water level also rose. The sound of the river rushing made the crying sound seem less clear than before. But Tang Fan knew that this was just an illusion, and in fact the crying sound was always there. He raised his eyes and looked at it, trying to identify the source of the sound.

Unexpectedly, he thought the voice was coming from the river, because whether it was the information obtained from the old village chief or the description of He County Magistrate and others, there seemed to be extremely terrifying existence hidden under the Luo River, which caused people to be dragged into the water frequently. But now it sounded more like the crying came from the direction of Yonghouling.

Is it true that someone is pretending to be a ghost?

Tang Fan and Suizhou exchanged glances. They found that there were several figures coming out of the houses next door, approaching Tang Fan and Suizhou.

It was Ponzi and the others.

The villagers must not be curious to see it, let alone Yin Yuanhua, Zhao County Cheng and others, they are afraid that they will pretend not to hear it.

It was a coincidence that County Magistrate He said yesterday that he had not heard this sound for a long time. Tonight, Tang Fan and the others just stopped here when they appeared again.

Pang Qi waited for the Jinyiwei to approach and whispered to Suizhou: "Brother, do you want to go over and see?"

Although the sound is still a long way from them, everyone subconsciously lightened their pace and voice.

Suizhou nodded and walked first towards the imperial tomb, so the others naturally followed closely.

As mentioned earlier, Luohe Village was built next to Yonghou Mausoleum. This is to make it easier for villagers to guard the tombs, and the villagers are not unhappy. After all, this does not delay the farming work. Secondly, the emperor is buried here, which means that the feng shui here is good and everyone is honored.

But all these ideas changed completely a year ago. Everyone lived next to the tomb. They heard ghosts crying in the middle of the night and the river gods arrested people. They were scared to death. When Tang Fan and his friends came here in the evening, they felt that the villagers they saw at that time looked scared on their faces, and they thought they were ignorant. After they heard the sound with their own ears, they realized that the villagers' reaction was actually normal.

I don’t know if it’s because of suspicion, but everyone just thinks that the closer they get to the imperial tomb, the more gusts of wind will be.

Even the Jinyiwei, who is skilled and brave, and who is lawless on weekdays, is a little chilled.

The sad voices that seem to be resentful and complaining are endless, and they are coming as if they don’t need to breathe. The closer they get, the more confident that this is definitely not something that people can send.

There is nothing scary about being a human being. The most feared thing is to transcend the existence of one's own cognition. There are several scholars in this world who truly believe that there is no ghost or god. Even those who are well-read books of sages, I am afraid that they will not dare to say that. Incense and worship of ghost or god have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty. No matter how fearless people are, at best, they can only respect ghost or god and stay away from them, rather than not believe them at all.

Tang Fan never took the initiative to acknowledge the existence of these things, but he would not deny that they did not exist. In his opinion, people have humans, ghosts have ghosts, and heaven has heaven. No matter whether they exist or not, they cannot deviate from their own way and commit murder, setting fires, and hinder others.

Like this incident, stealing imperial tombs and killing lives, all these are crimes. Whether it is a human or a ghost, as long as it is committed, it will be repaid and brought to justice. This is Tang Fan's persistence in his heart.

Therefore, when he had no time to stay with him and no weapons to defend himself, he walked with a group of Jinyiwei and approached the strange and inexplicable sound step by step, he did not seem much more panicked than them, but he was as calm as usual.

As a team leader, you don’t need to be superb in martial arts, but at least you have to be able to soothe people’s hearts at critical moments. Tang Fan did this. Pang Qi and others were originally disturbed by the sound and were a little nervous. They pressed their hands tightly on the hilt of the Xiuchun Knife. But seeing that both leaders were so calm, they seemed to be infected, they slowly calmed down.

Although Yonghouling is located on the high ground, it is actually because the distance is low hilly plains stretch out, and there are no obstacles to the mountains. The view around the left and right seems very wide. The moon quietly emerges from the clouds and sprinkles the moonlight among the ruins in the empty plains, adding a bit of the desolation of things and people.

Not far away, the platform of Yonghouling was standing quietly in front of them, with weeds growing on it, no longer as majestic as before.

Song Yingzong, who buried Yonghouling, not only had a short life, but also had a very unlucky life after his death. His tomb had been burned as early as the Southern Song Dynasty, and the fire burned the upper and lower underground palaces to a total of 7088.

What's even more unlucky is that an official in the Northern Song Dynasty once participated in the funeral of Yingzong and wrote the arrangement of Yingzong's underground palace in his book in detail. As a result, this reference became a classic of the cultured tomb robbers in later generations regarded as Guiquan. Many people followed the above writing and went to dig Yonghouling and drill holes from all directions. They didn't know how many treasures in the tombs could be left now.

Because there was a teacher who was well-informed and knowledgeable, Tang Fan had read that book and knew something about Yonghouling. Now that he saw the imperial tomb of the previous dynasty with his own eyes, and the sad crying sounds came from his ears, he couldn't help but feel a sigh, thinking that no matter how gorgeous the tomb was, it would be useless to build it. It would be better to find a place to bury it casually, as it is now, even death is uneasy.

However, this idea is a bit rude, so he just thought about it and would definitely not say it out.

The problem is that the closer you get, the clearer the ghost cries are. Everyone is in a thorn in their hearts, for fear of something unexpected and psychological pressure is extremely high. Only Lord Tang is still thinking about this problem off-line. I really don’t know if he should be said to be big or lack of brain.

The bench is open all around, and there is no place for hiding people at all. The crying sounds are coming from behind the bench.

They walked slowly forward and walked around the already dilapidated tower.

Suddenly, Suizhou, who was walking in the front, stopped.

Everyone was caught off guard, and the people behind him were thrust, and they almost pulled out the knife, and came.

But everyone quickly understood why Suizhou suddenly stopped.

Because in front of them, there were still no one, there were only messy and crazy plants, hanging by the wind like ghosts dancing.

And the sound came from a dark hole at the foot of the tower.

The thief was not conspicuous. It was precisely because of the existence of the sound that they noticed the thief.

The voice was still sad, like those women imprisoned in the deep palace for the rest of their lives, unwilling to live up to their youth in the palace, and like those who died of unjust grievances and torture, unwilling to die, so they left behind reluctance, full of boundless resentment, and unwilling to disperse for generations.

If what I heard in the house just now was just the resentment that was sent over with the sound of the wind, then when you get here, you can feel the deep resentment that is ten times or even a hundred times, as if it can be turned into substance, pounced towards them, and swallowed everyone's * and even their souls!

Although I had a premonition, when everyone saw this three-foot square and could only accommodate a person who bent down and passed through, they felt the bone-broken chill on their body.

This is not when facing vicious bandits or thieves. The scene in front of you cannot be explained by common sense. When facing this environment, people will inevitably feel helpless.

Just as they were bypassing the Lingtai, Pang Qi and the Jinyiwei had already walked in front of Suizhou and Tang Fan first, ready to deal with unpredictable dangers at any time. However, even with the knife in their hands, they still felt a little unreliable, and they couldn't help but turn around.

They soon saw Tang Fan and Suizhou standing there. The former took a few steps forward and looked around, while the latter followed Tang Fan with a calm look on his face as usual.

Pang Qi and others couldn't help feeling ashamed and quickly forced themselves to calm down.

Once reason is restored, courage will come back.

Pang Qi took two steps forward, stopped Tang Fan's footsteps that were still trying to move forward, and whispered: "Sir, the situation is not clear, so don't take risks easily. It's better to wait for dawn..."

Before he could finish his words, something happened suddenly!

Pang Qi first saw a look of surprise on Tang Fan's face. Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but stop looking in the direction that Tang Fan looked at, and then he saw a hand stretching out from the hole.

"Back back!" Ponzi shouted loudly.

Everyone surrounded Tang Fan and Suizhou and took several steps back, but their eyes were staring at the entrance of the cave for a moment.

First there was a hand, followed by a head. What you can see now is definitely not as clear as during the day. However, from the outline, Tang Fan and the others could see that the other party was wearing coarse cloth clothes, and they described it as very embarrassed.

"Stop! Who are you?" The shouting of Jinyiwei did not stop him. Soon the man's upper body had already crawled out of the hole. He used his hands and feet, but was very panicked, as if he was being chased by something behind. When he heard Jinyiwei's words, the other party raised his head instead.

At this time, everyone had already adapted to the environment in the darkness. With the faint moonlight, they saw that the man had a pierced out of one of his eyes, but it did not completely fall, drooped on his face, and half of his nose was bitten off, his face was covered in blood, and he looked very terrifying.

He also saw Tang Fan and others, and his facial expressions were twisted for a while, as if he wanted to say something, his mouth made a horrible sound, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood rushed out of his mouth.

While vomiting blood, the man spit out some minced meat similar to internal organs from his mouth.

Even so, his limbs still crawled out desperately.

This is a very terrifying scene.

Tang Fan can guarantee that if Yin Yuanhua saw this scene here, he would probably not want to eat meat within three years.

But let alone Yin Yuanhua, even the Jinyiwei, who are used to the torture of the Zhaozhuo and have strong psychological qualities, also feels messy in the wind at this moment.

This is not to punish the imperial prison, but in the wilderness, a person suddenly crawled out of the thief hole in the imperial tomb, and his facial features were almost half gone. What would everyone think of?

There must be a more terrifying existence in the thief hole to make a person like this.

The man used his hands and feet together and finally crawled out of the thief hole. He seemed to want to ask Tang Fan and the others for help, but the situation was unknown to us, and he didn't even know what the other party had encountered. How could Pang Qi and others come forward easily? Instead, he shouted at him and stopped and did not allow him to continue moving.

However, the other party had long lost his mind. When he saw someone, he felt like he was amnesty. No matter whether it was a officer or a soldier or a companion, he ran towards them, regardless of Pang Qi and the others' shouts.

Many Jinyiwei had already pulled out the sword and was about to give him a knife when the other party rushed forward.

But the man vomited too much blood and his body could not hold on. After running a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

At this time, an Jinyiwei shouted: "Someone is coming out again!"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw another figure climbing out from inside, crawling and shouting: "Help! Help!"

"Who!" Jinyiwei shouted.

The other party didn't care. When he heard someone responded, he shouted louder: "Help! Save me! Save--"

His voice suddenly came. Under the moonlight, Tang Fan saw the other party's eyes wide open, his hands were still hanging in the air, and suddenly he fell heavily into the soil.

Sui Zhou took a few steps forward. Before everyone could react, he reached out and grabbed the other person's shoulder and lifted the person up!

Everyone yelled softly.

Because what he caught was nothing but the man's bloody upper body!

As for the man's lower body, it was already empty and bloody, and I don't know where he went. Judging from the fact that he could call for help just now, but he encountered a sudden disaster in a flash, it was obvious that something was under the thief hole that bit off his lower body.

"This person is not dead yet!" Pang Qi squatted to check the person who had run out before, put one hand on his nose that could no longer tell the shape of his original shape, and said to Tang Fan and the others: "I'm still a little angry!"

Tang Fan also squatted and asked in a deep voice: "What did you meet below?"

The man's remaining intact eye moved slightly, his mouth opened in a very small curve, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't explain it clearly. Tang Fan had to lower his head and put his ears closer to listen.

I only heard the other party saying: "Monster... save... save me..."

Before my word "I" could be finished, there was no sound in my ears. Tang Fan looked at Pang Qi, and Pang Qi shook his head at him: "It's no help."
To be continued...