Wang Jingzhe turned around and whispered to Lin Wenqi and Xing Laoliu: "When you have a solution, you will have an opportunity, but now..."

Next to it, Meng Yang was making arrangements in great detail. After the cordon was coiled up, a layer of plastic cloth was covered with the coffin, which was used to prevent rain. The horizon was already cloudy now, and the rain was sure to come down today.

Xing Laoliu frowned and said, "He may not cooperate too much."

Cao Ye took out his cell phone and said, "Do I want to contact the higher authorities? You can say hello to the leader in charge. If you press down on our Special Affairs Office, he will definitely have to cooperate!"

Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said, "Don't you do this, you can't tell me that this person is just a silly old peddler. He only has one thought in his head, that is academic research, and nothing else seems to be possible. If you find someone to suppress him at this time, he may fight against us. Do you believe it?"

Lin Wenqi said, "What should I do? He doesn't listen to it because he is so soft, he resists when he is hard, but he can't let him do it, right?"

"Ba, bha, bha" Wang Jingzhe patted Xing Laoliu on the shoulder and said, "I've come here, I'll definitely deal with it for you. Otherwise, I'm not willing to give up, but I might have to make you suffer a little."

"It's all dead, what's the point of suffering..."

Going down, Wang Jingzhe and others were not in charge of Mengyang and the others. They stood aside and watched. After seeing the dozens of vertical coffins, the other party seemed to have forgotten them in an instant and pierced them directly in the tomb group.

"Hurry up, cover the coffin first, dig a trench around it, and guide the rain away after it rains, otherwise it will rot quickly when soaked in the coffin." Meng Yang arranged with red eyes.

Lin Wenqi looked at the table below and it was midnight.

Wang Jingzhe said to him: "Take a place to throw out the antiques of Lao Liu..."

Time passed slowly, Meng Yang had almost sorted out the tomb group. They couldn't do anything in the early stage, so they could only preserve it as much as possible before the rain came, and wait until the rain stopped and proceeded with the next step of work.

At the same time, time passed slowly and midnight was coming soon.

Lin Wenqi came back and nodded to them. Xing Laoliu said with some concern: "Brother, it's not that I don't believe you, but it's up to me. Do you think you can't worry about it? You can tell me a real truth, can you protect me? If it really doesn't work, I will give you some last words now?"

"Don't worry, you're just suffering some pain, your life will definitely be fine," Wang Jingzhe said confidently.

"That's fine..."

As soon as the hour arrives, the yin energy between heaven and earth gradually becomes richer.

After a day of fatigue, Meng Yang and the archaeologists were all sitting on the ground resting. It was impossible for them to leave tonight.

It started to drizzle in the sky. Not long after, the rain became heavier and heavier. The people standing in the fields were instantly wet.

Meng Yang said to the people around him: "You take shifts, go to the tent to rest for a while, and then everyone else is staring here. When it's dawn tomorrow, the others will come and change you back."

"Teacher Meng, you can sleep first, right? We are young and strong, so staying overnight is nothing."

Meng Yang stared at the beads and said, "What do you mean is that I'm old, no, right? Stay honestly, don't worry about me. I have to watch these coffins with my own eyes. I won't feel at ease when I close my eyes for a while."

Meng Yang's students were speechless. If Teacher Meng got into academic research, he would definitely not be able to get back a few cows. There was no way. This person's lifelong pursuit might be an achievement in archaeology.

"Oh? Look, what's wrong with that?"

When someone was about to get into the tent, he suddenly saw a few black shadows flashing not far away. Then, not long after, a few things flew over in the air on a rainy night, heading straight for Wang Jingzhe, Xing Laoliu and Lin Wenqi.

When they got closer, they saw that there were three things, a chamber pot, a porcelain piece and a teacup. Behind these things were a few ghosts, as if they were walking over with something.

Suddenly, several students in Mengyang were scared and said, "Oh my god," and shouted "I'm a ghost." Don't you see these people who deal with ancient tombs and have seen many corpses, even mummies, but in fact, these people are still standard atheists. This abnormal phenomenon is definitely unacceptable.

Meng Yang was also confused and stood there at a loss.

"Pa" When Wang Jingzhe walked to him and patted his shoulder, Meng Yang didn't even react. Wang Jingzhe whispered in his ear: "Did you see, what are those lonely ghosts dressed up and what clothes are they wearing?"

"Swish" Meng Yang suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Jingzhe and said, "Then, that's it, what's wrong?"

Wang Jingzhe pursed his lips and said, "Ancient Tomb Ghost, you dug up the tomb of Chen Jingyao's family with dozens of people. Didn't they find this?"

Meng Yang immediately said in disbelief: "This is impossible, where did the ghosts come from in this world?"

"Then what do you think this is?"

Meng Yang was speechless. The wild ghosts came to Xing Laoliu with the things in their hands and placed them at his feet. Xing Laoliu's face was covered with water, but not only rain, but also cold sweat.

"Swoosh" The soul of the Chen family crawled into Xing Laoliu's body. He suddenly hunched his shoulders and tiptoed. After trembling for a few times, he turned his neck stiffly and looked at them.

Meng Yang's students, including him, were completely stupid. Someone shouted in a sharp voice: "Finish, it's over, this person seems to be being attacked by a ghost. Do you think he will come to us?"

"What are you waiting for? Run..."

Mengyang's students fled everywhere in an instant. At this time, ideals and academics are obviously not as important as their own lives. They are just thinking about running out of this vast land now. Their faces were touched by ghosts, and Mengyang himself did not move. What you have to admire is that when a person's belief is raised to a point, even if they encounter something that makes him extremely afraid, he can hold on.

Meng Yang reached out and picked up a shovel from the side, stared at Xing Laoliu who was being put on his body, and said with a little trembling, "If you dare to come over, I will pat you to death..."
Chapter completed!