Xu Meimei didn't notice it at first, and she felt that she was a little dazzled. When she blinked and stared at her for a while, she realized that the blood had flowed to her feet, and Xu Meimei was stunned.

"Oh my God!" Xu Meimei fell backwards in fear, pointing to the bloodline and said, "Blood, blood, why did he bleed?"

"Swish, swish" Wang Zan and Geng Hao looked over at the same time.

The place where the statue of the god was broken was at the connection between the neck and the body, and the connection was broken into two parts. The place where the statue was connected was broken. If you look closely, you could even see a little bloody meat.

The texture of this statue is actually very ordinary, just that ordinary yellow mud may be mixed with something and then shaped. Some pigments are applied on the outside, and there is no high-end craftsmanship at all.

But in fact, there is one thing that Geng Hao, Xu Meimei and Wang Zan have ignored, that is, they have not judged which immortal it is at all.

The statue of the god may be wearing ordinary ethnic minority clothing, but it is not obvious which ethnic group it is. The statue of the god is about the same height and body shape as that of a normal person, but the face looks very young? Is it the appearance of an ordinary person?

This is a bit bizarre.

"What's going on? How can blood come out? Could it be that there is a corpse in this statue, right?" Geng Hao said with his scalp numb.

Although he knew that this possibility didn't seem to be very high, Wang Zan also felt that he could only explain this way, otherwise how did this blood come out?

"Take it apart, let's talk about it..." Wang Zan said gritting his teeth.

"Brother, you are so brave!" Geng Hao said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

Wang Zan didn't say anything, picked up the hoe on the ground and slashed at the body of the statue.

"Click"

"Click!"

Wang Zan slashed a few times, and the solidified mud on the surface of the statue was chiseled open several gaps and shattered into several pieces. Geng Hao and he picked up the shovel and began to slash them into the cracked gaps. When the soil was pulled out one by one, his body gradually revealed.

The three of them were suddenly confused and at a loss.

Who would have thought that there was a statue of a god buried underground on the top of a mountain, and there was a human body embedded in it?

Xu Meimei said in panic: "Yes, why don't you call the police?"

"What kind of report is? There is no signal on the phone here. I seem to understand now. Grandma has always been thinking about looking for a Donghua Temple. It may be for this." Geng Hao knelt on the ground and reached out to dig out all the soil on the body.

The entire appearance of the corpse was also revealed, but what makes people feel bizarre and surprising is that the corpse is well preserved. Apart from the dust attached to the surface, the corpse is exactly like it has just died for a few days.

The clothes of the corpse are similar to those of the outside of the statue. They are all ethnic costumes, with eyes tightly closed, and the skin seems to be very elastic, but the muscles on the face are a little twisted and it seems to be very painful. Moreover, the corpse does not look very old, probably not even as old as 20 years old.

The air suddenly calmed down and they were at a loss.

Geng Hao's child came over, looked at the corpse on the ground, hugged his father's legs and whispered: "Dad, why do I feel like this person looks familiar?"

"Swish" Wang Zan and Geng Hao immediately looked at the child. Geng Hao squatted down and frowned and asked, "How can you feel familiar? Have you seen it?"

Xiaobao shook his head and said, "No, I just think it looks familiar, but, but I can't remember where I saw it."

Wang Zan also squatted and glanced at the corpse's face a few times. He felt that the man was a little too young, only at the age of seventeen or eighteen. He suddenly turned around and asked Geng Hao and said, "How old was your grandma married your grandfather when she ran out?"

Geng Hao thought for a while and said, "I'm very young, probably only when I was sixteen or seventeen years old."

"Then do you think your grandma has anything to do with this person?" Wang Zan asked, pointing to the body.

Geng Hao was stunned. If you say it doesn't matter, why did his grandmother's soul stand in front of the previous grave and stay motionless, and then he even wanted to come to this Donghua Temple when he died. Isn't this obviously coming to see this person?

Xu Meimei said quietly: "I heard that ethnic minorities are young when they get married. Generally, they may enter the bridal chamber at the age of twelve or thirteen..."

Geng Hao scolded with a very ugly face: "Don't talk nonsense, just shut it up, as if she is my grandma but not yours."

Geng Hao was unwilling to admit it, but the fact seems to be the case. Maybe before his grandmother ran out of Guizhou, there was a childhood sweetheart, and then he went to the north and found Geng Hao's grandfather.

This may sound a bit ugly, but it has been decades and it’s useless for you to care.

At this time, suddenly, a lot of people suddenly rushed up at the foot of the mountain, running hurriedly on the mountain, which was the middle-aged man who led the man up.

The villagers in the small village ran to the top of the mountain and saw the corpse of the digging of the cave flower temple and the broken statues of the gods. They were immediately panicked and kowtowed in a hurry.

When they straightened up, they held their hands forward, and then slowly bowed again.

The villagers bowed a few times and kowtowed a few times, stood up in fear and fear. A few of them were old and spoken in local dialect and said something to Wang Zan and the others. The only middle-aged man who knew Mandarin translated it for them.

"The villagers all say that you can't dig this cave flower temple anymore, otherwise something big will happen."

Wang Zan blinked and spread his hands and said, "Then you have to tell me what's going on. How can I know if you don't tell me? Is this the truth? Uncle, I'm afraid something will happen if I don't dig it out."

"Can't say, can't say..."

"Then I can't listen to you anymore. This is not the land of your village. Is it the king's land under the world? Uncle, you can't do it if you don't dig it."

As soon as the two sides came, they became stalemate and confronted each other. Most of the villagers on the other side were old men and women in their seventies and eighties. The young people must have gone out to work, and the rest were left behind, so they naturally had no combat power.

Wang Zan and Geng Hao relied on their own vitality and refused to give in, and both sides stood in front of the Cave Flower Temple.

Wang Zan kept glancing at the corpse in the statue. He suddenly realized that after the corpse was exposed for a while, corpse spots quickly grew on it. It was quite fresh before, just like the one who had just died.

Wang Zan was immediately surprised. This statue of god was quite strange. Not only did the body be sealed inside for many years and never rotted, but once it was broken and exposed outside, normal changes quickly occurred.
Chapter completed!