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"This is..." Kang Wenwen was taken aback for a moment.

Du Qianlin looked at Kang Wenwen in a daze, and said, "You don't know what this is, do you?"

Kang Wenwen's shock was dispelled by Du Qianlin's words.

"I'm not so uneducated."

This is a tomb. The white color that Kang Wenwen saw outside the woods and on the map is the stone tablet in front of the tomb.

Kang Wenwen walked to the stone tablet and knelt down.

There was no carving on this stone tablet, and Kang Wenwen would not have thought it was a tombstone if it hadn't been standing in front of a small mound.There are no carvings or side monuments, just a big stone slab with the word "Zhou" engraved on it.

After getting closer to Kang Wenwen, he realized that even the word "Zhou" was incomplete.The last horizontal tail of the word inside has not been chiseled properly.That word also leaked the wind.

Kang Wenwen raised his hand to touch the stele.

"What are you doing?" Du Qianlin pressed Kang Wenwen's wrist and pulled him up.

Kang Wenwen snapped back to his senses, turned his head and still stared at the stele, "Look at that Zhou character, it's not finished yet."

Du Qianlin frowned and glanced at Kang Wenwen, then bent down to look at the word 'Zhou' carefully.

"Well, it doesn't look like it's caused by weathering."

Kang Wenwen said, "It should not be finished."

Du Qianlin straightened up and looked at Kang Wenwen.

"Why didn't the person who carved the stele finish it?" Kang Wen asked.

Du Qianlin didn't know, and he didn't want an answer.Kang Wenwen continued to ask, "Who erected the monument?"

Didn't everyone in Yang Village like Zhou Di?Who would have built a tomb on the ruins of Zhoudi?

Du Qianlin replied, "No one."

"No?" Kang Wenwen didn't understand whether it was built by no one or no one knew who it was.

"A few days after the 'Zhoudi' caught fire, a mound of earth was here, but it was not a stone tablet at that time, but a blood-stained wooden board, and a cloth bag of 'Zhoudi' containing hemp was hung on it. It said A word 'week'." Du Qianlin explained.

"Later, people were often burned to death, so the village chief proposed to build this stele."

Kang Wen said, "That's why I don't know who set it up."

"But it must have been built by people."

Kang Wenwen raised his head and looked at the "lonely ghosts" on his head.I said silently in my heart, it is impossible for you to build it.

"The villagers rumored that these trees are those who died, and they are taking revenge on Yang Village." Seeing Kang Wenwen looking up, Du Qianlin said intentionally.

"Really? That's great." Kang Wenwen said with a smile.

Du Qianlin was taken aback, he intended to scare Kang Wenwen, why did he still think it was good?

"What good?"

Kang Wenwen closed his eyes and listened to the 'whining' sound of the 'wraiths'.

"So many trees are their shelters, even if there is only one tree left for each person, it's pretty good."

Slowly opened his eyes and looked at the stone tablet in front of him, "And their names are written here. And the people of Yang Village dare not forget them no matter how many generations they have reproduced. Do you think so?"

Du Qianlin felt that Kang Wenwen was bewildered, and grabbed Kang Wenwen's arm, "Let's go back."

Kang Wenwen was not very happy, "Let's have a look again."

"You said 'I' lost my memory 10 years ago, is it because of this incident?"

"Yeah." Du Qianlin kicked the stones beside his feet boredly.

"How did you lose your memory?"

"You hit your head." Du Qianlin didn't know, "You may have been bored and stupid after being buried in ashes all night."

Kang Wenwen glared at him, "So it means that I lost my memory before this tomb appeared."

"Correct."

"That's not me, and it's not you." Kang Wenwen subconsciously bit his nails, "Who else is a survivor of 'Zhoudi' besides me?"

Du Qianlin remembered all the information in the script. When Kang Wenwen asked Du Qianlin, he replied reflexively, "Zhou Wenhuai, his surname is Zhou already."

"There is no one else?" Kang Wenwen frowned. Since there is such a big background as 'Zhou Di', it is impossible for him and the teacher to be the only two survivors. Isn't this incident revenge?

Du Qianlin said, "There may be more, after all, there is not much information about the other two."

"Tell me about the other two people." Kang Wenwen was still biting his nails.

Du Qianlin had no choice but to step forward and pull out his handbag, "How old is he, and he still gnaws his fingers."

"Ma Gan, his family is in the city and he works in a factory. He doesn't know how he met a girl in our village. The two fell in love at first sight. They got engaged. It was supposed to be a good marriage last year, but Ma Gan's father Mom disagreed with life and death, so I dragged it until now."

"But people come to see that girl every week, and they always stay in the village for one night before going back to the city."

Kang Wenwen started biting the corners of his mouth again if he didn't bite his nails. Du Qianlin couldn't help but turned his eyes to the withered grass on the ground.

"Yomaozi, he doesn't even know where he is from. It's better to sleep here and stay here. As for when he came, no one remembers."

Reaching an impasse, Kang Wenwen stood in front of the stone tablet and reorganized his thoughts.

"Wen Wen, come and take a look." Du Qianlin said suddenly.

Kang Wenwen's thoughts were interrupted, he frowned and said, "Don't call me Wenwen."

Du Qianlin squatted on the edge of the haystack not far behind Kang Wenwen, without looking back, he smiled and said, "Then what do I call you? Chaoqian? Come forward, come and see, forward."

Kang Wen heard the corners of his mouth twitching, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Said, "Here we come, Brother Gouzi!"

Du Qianlin's body shook suddenly and he stopped talking.

Kang Wen ran to Du Qianlin and squatted down next to Du Qianlin, and asked with a smile, "Brother Gouzi, what's the matter?"

Du Qianlin gave him a hard look.

Kang Wenwen continued, "What's the matter? Brother Gouzi?"

Du Qianlin felt deeply that he was shooting himself in the foot.

"Look at this!" He glared at Kang Wenwen, and pointed at the haystack in front of him as if he wanted to eat people.

Kang Wenwen lowered his head and looked, what's in a haystack?

But as soon as Kang Wenwen lowered his head, he smelled a familiar smell.

Reaching out to lift the haystack, the soil that should have been yellow was now scorched black.The burned area is very large, and this is very likely to be the place where the corpse was cremated.

Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin put on their gloves and started collecting them on the ground.

"Here it is. These are fabrics." Du Qianlin rubbed a handful of ashes in his hands.

Kang Wenwen nodded, "And it smells like alcohol."

Du Qianlin's nose moved slightly, "The nose is very good, I didn't even smell it."

"The smell is very faint, faint, and it will disappear for a while." Kang Wenwen closed his eyes and concentrated on smelling the surrounding smell.

Kang Wenwen turned around following the smell, opened his eyes and saw the open space beside the stele in front of him.Kang Wen got up and walked there.

Du Qianlin watched Kang Wenwen get up and walk towards the stele, and followed.

"Is there anything here?" Seeing that Kang Wenwen was staring at the dry grass under his feet without speaking, Du Qianlin couldn't help asking.

Kang Wenwen walked two steps forward and stood for a while at this station, "The alcohol smell I smell came from this direction, but I can't smell it when I walk here."

Du Qianlin also looked down at Kang Wenwen's toes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Huhu—" The wind was still blowing.

Du Qianlin turned his head in the direction of the wind, then turned back and stepped on the dry grass under his feet.

Kang Wenwen was surprised to see stomping in place.

"What are you doing? Are you cold?"

Du Qianlin gave Kang Wenwen an angry look, then squatted down and stretched out his hands to pick up dirt on the ground.Because just leaning on the mound looks like digging a grave.

Kang Wenwen squatted next to Du Qianlin and dug with him, "What did you find again?"

Du Qianlin smiled and said, "Didn't you discover it?"

Kang Wenwen curled his lips and smiled, and stopped talking and concentrated on 'digging the grave'.

As expected, after Du Qianlin peeled away the loose soil on the top, he found a straw mat made of a thin layer of withered grass underneath.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw "it really is so" in each other's eyes.

Carefully lifted the straw mat, and what came into view was a small dark cave.On the edge of the cave wall, there is also a small wooden platform, which is only big enough for an adult to go down.

Kang Wenwen wrinkled his nose the moment he lifted the mat, "It's here, it smells like wine."

In fact, it didn't take Kang Wenwen to tell, Du Qianlin could smell it.A large smell of alcohol can be said to be tangy.

"Go down and have a look?" Kang Wenwen asked.

Du Qianlin nodded.

There must be important clues to this case. According to the scorched marks left in the bushes just now, it can be concluded that the deceased was burned here.

Judging from the degree of charring of the corpse, the murderer must have used combustion aids.But last night it was dark and windy, and the stone tablet of "Zhou Di" was far away from the village. How could the murderer burn it here, and why did the smell of alcohol, which may be fuel for combustion, appear here?

Du Qianlin glanced at Kang Wenwen and said, "I'll go down, you stay here."

Kang Wenwen frowned even deeper, "Why?"

"Because you still have a fever." Du Qianlin said as he turned to face the ground and stretched out his feet to step on the rotten-looking wood.

Kang Wenwen was not happy, "I should go down when I have a fever. It's so warm down here, you still let me stay here to blow the cold wind?"

Du Qianlin was a little hesitant, but what Kang Wenwen said was true.But what's going on under the cave, it's so dark that no one can see clearly.

"I'll go down with you." Kang Wenwen said firmly.Even if he knew Du Qianlin's concerns, he wouldn't care about these issues.

"Wen Wen." Du Qianlin said helplessly, "Then I'll go down first and you listen to my call, and you come down again."

Kang Wenwen rolled his eyes, "Tsk, there's a lot of nonsense. If you dawdle, I'll go down first."

As he said that, he was about to stretch his feet from Du Qianlin's body and step on the wood.

Du Qianlin reached out and pinched Kang Wenwen's ankle, "Is that why you don't believe me? Are you afraid that I'll go down and hide the clues?"

Kang Wenwen twisted his ankle, but found that he couldn't break away from Du Qianlin's hand with his own strength.

"I just don't believe you."

After speaking, he shook his foot, "Don't let go and wait for me to kick you?"

Du Qianlin knew that what he said was useless, so he let go first.

"Then I'll go down first, you follow me, and I'll follow you when I go down, okay?"

This way you can believe in yourself.

Kang Wenwen rolled his eyes.

"Okay, then you go down quickly."

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