C11 Twenty years ago
By the time everyone found their superior leader, the sky was already about to turn dark.
He saw the leader kneeling in front of a deserted grave. The grave was just a small mound, and it was usually filled with weeds, but there were no tombstones.
Everyone was shocked to see their superior kneeling in front of a deserted and lonely grave.
When everyone saw the upper echelon leader kneeling motionlessly in front of the grave, they all realized something was wrong. Someone called out to the upper echelon a few times, but the upper echelon acted as if they did not hear anything.
One of the villagers boldly walked towards the leader. When he reached the leader, he discovered that the leader's mouth was filled with black soil, and the leader's eyes had already lost their luster.
The villager touched the leader carefully, and the leader's body fell to the ground. The villager dared to take a breath of the leader's breath. There was no need to rush, the villager immediately fell to the ground, and the leader died.
With the death of our superior leader, our little mountain trenches would be blown up. The death of our leader is not a small matter, and the villagers all became flustered, afraid of being implicated.
The construction team reported the death of their leader overnight.
Early the next morning, the country's leader came again. After he arrived, he went to see the corpse of the dead leader. The new leader also brought a medical examiner.
After the forensic examination, it was determined that the leader was choked to death by mud. The only thing that was unclear was why the leader had so much dirt in his mouth, whether it was man-made or something else.
Naturally, there was no answer to this question.
The villagers thought that after two workers and a leader died in a row, the higher ups would stop developing the back mountain. However, the villagers did not expect that the new leader would just return the dead leader's body and tell the construction team that the project would continue.
At this time, the construction team already believed that there was something dirty in the mountain, so they all wanted to go back.
When the new leader saw this scene, he said that those who stayed would receive double the salary.
As soon as the workers heard that their wages had been doubled, some of them took the lead and stayed behind, but some of them still left, fearing that they might live to take the money but not to spend it.
In the end it proved wise for the workers to leave.
The new leader and the construction team set up their tents on the mountain. At night, all the construction team members had the same dream. They dreamed that their dead leader had returned, covered in blood, and told them to quickly run.
The next day, when the construction team woke up, they communicated with each other for a while and said that the dead leader had come to talk to them.
However, the new leader said that the construction team was speaking nonsense and wanted them to hurry up.
In fact, the new leader also dreamed of the dead leader, and his heart was beating like a drum, but this new leader had just taken office, and he couldn't wait to make a meritorious contribution. Originally, he was not willing to take up this mess in the mountain area, but he asked for it on his own, as long as he could develop the mountain area, he would definitely get a new job, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Coincidentally, nothing unexpected happened to the construction team today.
At this point, the construction had assumed that the events of the previous three days had been an accident. There was also the saying that even if the new official were to be provoked, he would not dare to approach them.
However, at night, the construction team dreamt of the dead leader. The dead leader still told them to run, and if they didn't run now, it would be too late.
The construction team still did not take this dream seriously and continued to move the soil. On the third night, a major event occurred.
For some reason, a huge rock on the mountain peak rolled straight to the construction team's encampment. The construction team was completely suppressed by the rock, and as long as the leader survived, he would have to live by himself instead of living with the construction team.
When the Leader saw this scene, he was dumbfounded. It was only after a long while that he managed to react and go down the mountain to look for someone to save him.
It was already late at night and the villagers were asleep, but they were still woken up by the leaders. When the villagers heard this news, they followed the leaders up the mountain to save them.
When the villagers moved the stones away, not a single person on the construction team was left alive. All the stones had been smashed to death.
Furthermore, the scene was extremely horrifying. The brain, intestines, and severed limbs were all fused together, causing a small river of blood to flow out.
When the leader saw this scene, he immediately fainted. It was the villagers who had gone to the county to report this matter overnight.
After the county's leaders finished listening, they sent people to pull away the construction team's corpses. The county's people even told the villagers to keep quiet about this matter and never spread it again.
The county is afraid, really afraid. To lose dozens of lives in six days in our mountain valley, who knows what will happen if we continue to develop.
After the people from the county left, the villagers would often hear the miserable screams coming from the back mountains at night.
Some people say that it was the construction team that alarmed the ancestors, that the ancestors were screaming in pain, while others say that the souls of the dead construction team were screaming in pain. Following that, many people in our village fell ill, and the doctors were unable to find the cause of the disease.
Some people said it was because the construction team destroyed the feng shui at the back of the mountain, which was why there were people who were sick in the village. As soon as the villagers thought about it, they ran far away to invite an old Daoist.
When the old Daoist came to the village, he did some magic chores at the back of the mountain. It was quite strange. After he finished, the villagers would no longer be able to hear the screams and would no longer be able to hear the villagers' illnesses.
The villagers were very grateful to the old Daoist for wanting to pay him back. The old Daoist did not ask for compensation, but only said that the village had to be provided in the back mountain every year so that the village could be safe for ever.
Even now, our village still prays at the foot of the back mountain every day. When I was young, I even offered offerings and ate them, but my grandfather found out and almost beat me to death. My grandfather even made me kneel at the foot of the mountain for an entire night.
That's why I trembled when my grandfather mentioned he was going to the back of the mountain.
While he was reminiscing, his grandfather was already walking towards the back of the mountain.
Even though I was extremely scared, since my grandfather took the initiative to go to the back of the mountain, there shouldn't be any danger, so I ran over.
Because no one dares to step into the back of the mountain all year round, the wild grass grew crazily and there was not even a single path to enter the mountain. Grandfather and I picked a place with less wild grass and walked in.
As soon as I stepped into the boundary of the back mountain, I felt a chilling aura. This aura was similar to the aura on Fan Zhen's body. It should be yin aura.
In this broad daylight, the Yin Qi at the back of the mountain was just this strong. The weird thing was that so many people would die here. It seemed like it was possible that Fan Zhen was hiding in the back of the mountain.
When I got to the back of the mountain, my grandfather took out a compass from his bosom. This compass is a little strange, it is made of iron, and the outside is already rusted, but the inside is made of wood, and carved on the wood are the eight trigrams and the sky as a whole. I can't understand it at all.
Furthermore, the compass in my grandfather's hand had rusted. I said to my grandfather, "Why don't you change the compass? Let's not talk about how to use the compass without a pointer."
After I finished speaking, my grandfather turned around and glared at me, saying that if I didn't understand, then don't spout nonsense. The compass in his hand was a treasure.
I thought to myself, How is this compass like a treasure? It's just a piece of junk.
After his grandfather took out the compass, his fingers slipped on it and his brows furrowed. Then, he stopped moving forward.
After a few minutes, my grandfather said to me, "Qiankun, you can go back first."
Grandfather's tone was extremely serious. I didn't dare to ask him anything and just followed the same route to return.
When I got home, I had nothing to do, so when I found my grandfather's room unlocked, I ran in.
My grandfather's room was always locked, so I never had the chance to go in. These few days, so many things happened that my grandfather forgot to lock the door.
After walking into Grandfather's room, I started to look for books on descending ghosts. However, after searching for a long time, I still couldn't find what I was looking for. Thus, I returned Grandfather's room to its original state and walked out.
The skinny old man who opened the white matter shop said to grandpa, "I need my ability, but why is grandpa still not showing any signs of teaching me anything? Have you forgotten about grandpa?"
I planned to ask my grandfather when he came back.
I waited until it was dark before my grandfather returned home. He looked extremely tired and his clothes had a few holes in them.
What did my grandfather encounter in the back mountain? How did he become like this?