Meng Zeyu knew it well and nodded, "That was a loquat tree spirit, one of the few evil things planted by General Chen back then. The grass-headed general lived here, but there was nothing. He actually wanted to dig a tomb and search for treasure, so he naturally couldn't keep him. But the loquat tree spirit could not say that it was to protect the ancient tomb, so he found a reason that seemed unquestionable for coveting the magic power of the Heavenly Master. Otherwise, if someone escaped, he would inevitably suspect that there was something good under the ancient tomb, otherwise why would evil things need to be guarded?"

Ye Xiaomu and Su Yan looked at each other, feeling full of emotion. The incident had turned around once, which surprised them. Unexpectedly, there would be another bigger reversal.

Before they came, they thought it was an ordinary supernatural incident out of curiosity. However, they thought that the deeper and deeper they were involved in the White Lotus Sect that had been involved in hundreds of years ago. And the matter was not over yet, and there were still many things they didn't know. Su Yan took a secret breath and said, "Later, the relatives of the general who lived in the village were all killed?"

"That's not. Those are ordinary people and they cannot constitute a threat. As soon as the thief and the Tianshi died, they would scatter birds and beasts. The rumors of the haunted village in Fengmen Village were spread out at that time. This is a good thing for the ancient tomb and can avoid disturbing anyone."

After hearing this, Ye Xiaomu asked, "But until the 1970s and 1980s, there were still people living in this village. Where did these people come from?"

"The refugees nearby don't know the existence of the ancient tombs and have been in peace for decades. Later, a child in the village fell into an ancient well and died. The villagers salvaged the bodies and discovered the existence of caves and ancient tombs, which caused the awakening of evil objects guarding the tombs, killed some people, and all the others fled. No one in this village has ever lived."

"This...is that simple."

"It's that simple." Meng Zeyu shrugged, "The speculations and rumors on the Internet are far-fetched and not worth mentioning. More than ten years ago, Fengmen Village was discovered by tourism enthusiasts and gradually became famous. People kept coming to explore it. However, because in modern society, the evil spirits guarding the tombs dared not kill people casually, so as not to attract greater attention, so they were just scared away.

But the evil things guarding the tombs cannot keep up with the times. What they don’t know is that in the old era, if a place is haunted, everyone will retreat and dare not get close. In this era, it is all about Professor Yuan, who makes hybrid rice so that too many people have nothing to do when they have enough food. The more terrifying the place is, it makes them feel more exciting. They come to watch it, endlessly.

Originally, the groundwater in this area was abundant, and the well behind the village was full of water. No one could find the secret passage to the tomb. It was nothing. More than ten years ago, the groundwater was exhausted and the well was dry, so it was easy to find the secret passage. It was not easy for the secret passage to be maintained until now. Sooner or later, it would be discovered by the world."

When Ye Xiaomu heard it, he was sure what he said was true. When he was searching for Fengmen Village online, he saw someone analyzing the reason why this place became a deserted village. One of the most scientific speculations was that the local mountain stream was exhausted, and even a nearby reservoir was out of water. The people in Fengmen Village had no water, so the whole village moved out of the mountains.

The truth about the matter from beginning to end is completely clear.

Su Yan took a deep breath, looked at Meng Zeyu with a complicated expression, and said, "I have a few questions to ask. First, don't you say there are evil things to guard the tomb here? Why didn't we come down? Not to mention those water corpses, they can't go to the ground to harm people."

Meng Zeyu smiled and said, "You ask the second question."

"Who are you, why are you so clear about all this?" Su Yan plucked up the courage to ask, realizing that this matter was not that simple.

"Who am I?"

Meng Zeyu touched his chin with one hand and said slowly: "I mentioned before that General Chen sacrificed himself at the sacrificial ceremony, which was presided over by the high priest below him. After everyone died, he would still be responsible for the aftermath. He was the only survivor on the scene, and he had to live, because first, the ancient tomb needs someone to maintain and avoid being destroyed by others. Secondly, the purpose of the sacrifice is to let the Saint of White Lotus arrive after 81 years, and someone will need to be guided and held another opening ceremony.

This ceremony must be held by living people, so the high priest can marry and have children. After his death, his son will inherit his inheritance and continue to protect the ancient tomb. To put it bluntly, the high priest family is the guardian of this tomb."

Hearing this, Ye Xiaomu and the other two couldn't be more shocked. When they recalled the scenes they had experienced after they got to the tomb, Meng Zeyu was familiar with the road and opened the mechanism along the way, so they came here safely. Therefore, the road was peaceful, so they did not feel as if they were exploring, and they were not even as exciting as the tomb robbery novels like "Ghost Blows Out the Light".

But Ye Xiaomu believed that a large tomb like this must be full of mechanisms and crises. They were all led by Meng Zeyu to come here calmly.

"Are you a high priest?" This sentence came out of Ye Xiaomu's mouth, and everyone was silent.

Meng Zeyu smiled softly and said, "This is not true, but, to put it more accurately, I am the descendant of the High Priest's family. The one who presided over the sacrifice ceremony was my ancestor."

Ye Xiaomu and the other two remained silent. Although they had guessed about his identity before, they were really sure and felt a depressing shock.

"But don't worry, I'm not as idiot as them, why are you loyal to the White Lotus Saint?" Meng Zeyu snorted a little sarcastically and said, "My ancestors are also stupid enough. For the so-called saints, they stay here from generation to generation, live an ascetic life, and find people to pass on their family line, and they are also for the purpose of having future generations to carry out this mission.

However, this mission is destined to be ridiculous: they sacrificed their years of accumulation of White Lotus Sect and had so many lives to drive out the Tartars and overthrow the Qing Dynasty. As a result... Everyone knows that the Qing Dynasty was destroyed within a few decades later. Even if the saint came out of the mountain, they lost the meaning of the struggle of the White Lotus Sect back then.

So my great-grandfather finally made the right decision. He gave up living here until he died of old age and moved to a nearby city to live a normal life, and could also take care of the ancient tombs. By my generation, he was no different from ordinary people. The so-called saint sacrifice ceremony seemed to me an ugly joke, but my ancestors were in it and could not see the truth clearly, which was also a kind of sadness."
Chapter completed!