As soon as the woman in the sedan chair got out, Wang Zan was about to stare at her hand that was moving down, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the wood opposite him, and then a few flashlights came over.

Wang Zan frowned immediately, turned his head and looked over, and saw several figures coming over. When a light fell on his face, he heard Zhang Jingwen shouting, "Is Wang Zan?"

"Don't come here..." Wang Zan quickly greeted him, and saw from the corner of his eyes that the woman, four sedan chairmen and the sedan chair disappeared out of thin air.

Wang Zan shook his head helplessly. In addition to Zhang Jingwen, there were three people who came with her. They were probably from their offices. Their official spirit was a bit heavy, and they probably dispersed all the few just now.

Zhang Jingwen came over and asked, "What's wrong with you? Also, are you still wet?"

Wang Zan said nothing, and he couldn't blame the woman for coming here rashly. After all, the other party didn't know what was going on here, so he asked, "Why are you here?"

"I called you before and didn't answer it. I wondered if there was something wrong with you here, so I contacted Fengjing Police Station. They said you were guarding here alone and didn't let them follow me. I happened to be not far from Jinshan, so I rushed over to take a look."

Wang Zan took out his cell phone and looked at it. There was a missed call on the screen. He said, "I might have been too tired earlier. I fell asleep in a daze. If it hadn't been raining suddenly, I would have been unable to wake up."

"What's going on with this? Have you found out?" Zhang Jingwen asked with a flashlight to shine the bones.

Wang Zan had contacted her before, but the two sides did not communicate much on the phone. At that time, Zhang Jingwen was busy with something else.

Wang Zan said: "The scriptures on the corpse are used to suppress evil and subduing demons. However, as for why it is written on the corpse and what is suppressed, I don't know for the time being."

Wang Zan did not tell Zhang Jingwen about the scene that happened just now. He probably wouldn't give any advice even if he said it. Even if he couldn't understand what was going on the spot, he couldn't understand what was going on.

After Zhang Jingwen came over, she told him that she had nothing to do anyway, so she just took someone to stay with him overnight. Wang Zan did not refuse, because this was originally a matter of the special affairs office, not to mention that if she was alone, she really didn't have enough staff.

Wang Zan looked at the time. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. The light rain in the sky was no longer falling. Raindrops were hanging between the branches and leaves, and when the wind blew over, they were poured on the ground.

He didn't understand what was going on. It was estimated that Wang Tianyang wouldn't sleep so early at this time. He called the other party and the two started to communicate again. After Wang Tianyang heard what happened just now, he quickly said to Wang Zan: "If I guessed correctly, there would be a tomb under the land."

Wang Zan frowned, then nodded and said, "If you say that, there is indeed a possibility. The range of activities of these people seems to be this acre of three-point land."

"Well, I mean that, the four men and one woman and a sedan chair are only about ten meters from appearance to disappearance. This means that their limited position is that piece. If it weren't for the monsters or ghosts in the mountains, it means that they have a tomb here, so they couldn't go too far. The place where you dug out the corpse is quite evil, so other ghosts will definitely not break into this land, so I guess there is a tomb below, and it is more likely to be trapped by the Demon-Subduing Sutra and the Demon-Subduing Sutra."

After a little speculation, Wang Zan and Wang Tianyang felt that what they said was probably true. There was a cemetery below, and it was probably not too simple. There was something evil hidden.

"If you want to dig, please discuss with Zhang Jingwen. From now on, nothing major happens. You can bury the corpse again and do a ritual to save you. There may be no follow-up. If you want to dig a tomb, there is no way to predict what will happen in the future. You can decide what to do..."

After Wang Zan and Wang Tianyang chatted, she told Zhang Jingwen the original words. After listening to it, she thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "What should we do here after the corpse is buried?"

"What I mean is to ask the monks from Nanchan Temple to come here, erect a stone tablet and carve the scriptures for subduing demons and press them here to prevent the evil things under the tomb from being pressed out and harming people. After all, this is not a barren mountain and a ridge. Not far away is the scenic spot of Fengjing Ancient Town. Someone may come to the nearby streets at night. If you really hit it, it will be difficult to deal with it."

Zhang Jingwen nodded and said, "Okay, then do it like this."

The age of death of these corpses has been speculated, and it is most likely around the late Qing Dynasty. Even if there are tombs below, it is estimated that history will be from that time. Although tombs less than two hundred years old can be called ancient tombs, to be honest, the research value is not very high. If this were tombs in the Yuan and Ming dynasties or to further go forward, there would be some interest in archaeology.

Since that's the case, I don't want to dig anymore and can't let it go, so I'll do the aftermath.

So, at dawn the next morning, Wang Zan called Nanchan Temple. Since the two places were not too far away, they could arrive in a few hours if they took a bus. He wanted the other party to come that day, and Nanchan Temple agreed, and then sent two monks to carve stone tablets for them.

There was nothing wrong in the morning, so Wang Zan went to change his clothes and took a shower and had a rest. At noon, he received a call. It was a monk from Nanchan Temple who arrived in Fengjing, so he rushed over immediately.

Wang Zan, the two monks who came here, didn't know each other, but they were both memorized by the word "Hui". They are not young anymore, and they can clearly feel the aura that the Taoist monk should have from them.

Zhang Jingwen asked someone to buy a blank stone tablet of more than two meters wide and half a meter from the market in Kingsoft, and then hired a craftsman who specialized in engraving.
Chapter completed!