See a ghost at 3 o'clock
Liao Dongfeng pretended to be calm and walked in the direction of the village, at this time Wu Liang turned his head and asked Peng Jianjun in a low voice: "Junzi, is your brother okay?"
Peng Jianjun looked at Liao Dongfeng's receding back and said, "If there's something going on, it should have happened already, catch up."
When they returned to the village, it was probably around 9 o'clock. The streets were empty, with no one in sight, except for the grain field and the militia on duty. As Liao Dongfeng and the other two were about to enter the village, they saw several beams of strong light from flashlights piercing through the darkness, slowly moving towards them.
As the flashlight approached, Liao Dongfeng finally saw that it was the village branch secretary leading a team of mules into the village under the cover of night. After greeting the secretary, Liao Dongfeng took a closer look at the people behind him.
To be honest, the first impression these people gave him was that they looked very tired. Moreover, there was a strong smell of soil and vinegar on their bodies, which he was all too familiar with. In the past, his grandfather had tried every means to get rid of this smell, but in the end, it was this smell that made Liao Dongfeng remember more deeply. This was something unique to tomb robbers and scholars who had spent years studying archaeology.
Watching the mule team pass by, Liao Dongfeng's heart began to miss his grandfather again, wondering if his grandfather was like these people back then.
At this time, an unthinkable thing happened. The old mule at the front of the line refused to move forward, and the last little mule began to kick its legs wildly, shaking off all the loads on its back onto the ground. When Liao Dongfeng and others saw this situation, they wanted to rush forward to help, but before they could reach the things on the ground, a figure blocked their way and issued a warning: "Back off, you don't need to help."
At that time, the three of them saw a flashlight in Wu Liang's hand. Wu Liang was standing very far away, and although it was too dark to see the speaker's face, Liao Dongfeng felt particularly familiar with the person's voice. After thinking quietly for a moment, he raised his head and asked tentatively: "Hai Fawen?"
The air was silent for a moment before an answer came: "I didn't expect we'd meet again here."
At this time, Liao Dongfeng just wanted to bring out all the questions in his mind, but he heard Hai Fayi continue to say: "If you have any questions, I'll answer them later when I have a chance. Anyway, you can't touch that thing for now, and you'll naturally know when the time comes. For now, you should help us solve the current problem."
"What's wrong?" Liao Dongfeng asked knowingly.
"Your old man should have taught you these things, right? Don't tell me you don't know anything?" The forensic doctor's tone was somewhat sarcastic.
"You never treated me as one of your own, so even if I could help you, I wouldn't. Junzi, Ryouzi, let's go."
After Liao Dongfeng and the other two walked far away, the team leader came over to ask Hai Fawen: "Xiaohai, do you know them?"
The forensic doctor did not turn his head to look at the leader, but only sighed and replied: "I used to think that Liao Yang was intentionally throwing bricks to attract jade, but now I know he wanted to get rid of the hot potato. The little guy who just spoke to me is Liao Yang's grandson, and he has all of Liao Yang's skills. Not only do we need him to join us, but those people also need him. Whether or not we can open the Imperial Mausoleum depends on our fate with him."
The leader, Old Duan, looked puzzled and asked, "A young whippersnapper like him, can he really help us open the Imperial Mausoleum?"
"It's as easy as turning over one's hand." The forensic doctor was very certain.
At the same time, Liao Dongfeng and others also arrived at a quiet alley not far from Dong Juan's residence. Peng Jianjun asked while walking: "Is that person the forensic doctor Hai from the police station? Didn't you say he went back to his hometown? How can he appear here? Ah, it was a cripple who picked up the big copper ingot that day, could it be him?"
"Brilliant!" Liao Dongfeng only praised with two words and didn't speak again.
Not long after, Wu Liang, who had been walking at the back of the group, said in a trembling voice, "You see, there's a woman up ahead waving at us."
As soon as he heard this, Peng Jianjun also quickly looked up and saw it, after which his whole body was covered in goosebumps.
In the distance, the figure in the darkness was particularly striking because this woman was all in white. In the quiet alley at midnight, suddenly appearing like this would shock anyone, because everyone knows that most girls are not brave enough to go out alone at midnight unless they were ill.
Liao Dongfeng was also uncertain whether the woman in front of him was human or ghost, but he had to save face, especially in front of friends, and couldn't lose his dignity. His legs were trembling, but he still took step by step forward.
At a distance that was almost within arm's reach, Liao Dongfeng discovered that the woman wasn't waving at them because she had her back to them. At this moment, an extremely cold aura unknowingly sprouted from the bottom of their hearts, and it wasn't just Liao Dongfeng, but also the other two people.
"Hey!" Liao Dongfeng finally spoke up. At the moment he spoke, the timid Wu Liang had already fled in a hurry, leaving only Peng Jianjun standing 2 meters away from Liao Dongfeng, with a thick branch suddenly appearing in his hand.
At this time, Liao Dongfeng's words had just fallen when the woman in white immediately stopped waving her hand and suddenly turned her head. Liao Dongfeng quickly retreated, and Peng Jianjun also anxiously blocked him from the front, ready to take action at any moment. At this time, a gust of wind blew away the long hair that covered the woman's face, revealing a heavily made-up face. Then Liao Dongfeng heard a shrill cry behind him: "Ghost!"

