Chapter 283

158. Digging up the entire village's ancestral graves, toxic smoke rising from the tombs! (Please subscribe)

The next morning, after Fang Yang got up, he heard that it was pouring rain outside.

It was as if the sky was dumping water down; it was extremely exaggerated, and even with the windows shut tight, some rainwater still managed to seep in.

He walked to the window unconsciously to take a look in the direction of the volcano, but unfortunately, it was blocked by buildings and he couldn't see anything at all.

He didn't know if the volcano behind had erupted again.

He had thought he could rest for a day and not have to work, but who would have thought that after a short while, the rain actually stopped, as if it knew he had woken up.

With no other choice, he gave Boss Yang a call.

As it turned out, the man had already arranged work for him yesterday; today he was to go to a nearby village to dig a foundation for a chicken farm.

After heading out with the cameraman and grabbing a quick bite, he found a taxi to head to the work site.

On the way, Fang Yang asked the driver in front curiously: "Master, did you feel the earthquake last night?"

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and only then realized that the person who had gotten into his car was actually Fang Yang.

"Eh~~ You're Fang Yang? Wow! I'm so lucky today to have picked you up. Of course I felt it last night; I even got up to take a look at the time, the volcano erupted again!"

"And then?"

"It rained heavily all night, so I couldn't see very clearly at the time, I just saw a plume of thick smoke erupt, but it was washed away by the rain not long after."

Fang Yang chatted with the driver for a while and roughly understood the situation from last night.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be much of a problem; the continuous heavy rain allowed the pressure inside the volcano to be thoroughly released.

It shouldn't erupt again in the short term, but given the heavy rain from this morning, the volcanic ash on the mountain would likely all be washed down.

This undoubtedly added quite a bit of difficulty to the excavation of the ancient city below.

Especially for those cultural relics that had already been excavated; if left to be washed by the rain, there was no guarantee they wouldn't be damaged.

So early in the morning, Director Xu personally led the archaeological team to the site to set up rain basins and dig water channels to ensure that mudslides could flow to safe locations.

The taxi drove for about 20 minutes before arriving at the village.

Before getting out of the car, Fang Yang prepared to pay, but was stopped by the driver.

"No, no, no. If my colleagues found out I dared to take your money, they'd probably roast me to death. We taxi drivers have had much better business lately than before, and that's all thanks to you. Now there are more and more tourists coming from outside, and the number of people hailing taxis has increased several times over!"

Fang Yang wasn't the type to be greedy for small gains, but no matter what he said, he was firmly refused by the driver.

In the end, the driver suggested taking a photo together as the fare, and Fang Yang could only gladly agree.

At the entrance of the village, Fang Yang couldn't see a single person, only an excavator parked there.

Perhaps because of the rain, the people in the village were all hiding in their houses.

Fortunately, it was only a light drizzle now, not enough to soak his clothes.

After a while, a few old men appeared at the village entrance and looked over this way.

At first glance, they saw Fang Yang and hurriedly greeted him: "Young man, are you the one driving the excavator?"

Fang Yang hurried over: "Yes, yes! Old man, you want to dig a foundation, right? Can you tell me where to dig?"

The leading old man was the village chief, and he looked to be over 60 years old.

"You come with me, I'll take you there!"

"Okay!"

After Fang Yang said this, he climbed onto the excavator and followed behind the village chief the whole way.

After driving along the main road for about five minutes, they arrived at a desolate field.

The village chief pointed ahead and said somewhat awkwardly: "Ahem~~ it's right here, sorry for the trouble!"

Looking in the direction the village chief pointed, Fang Yang was stunned.

Even the cameraman was a bit dumbfounded.

"This... Village Chief, are you serious?"

The village chief smiled embarrassedly, pointing to a large mountain near the village: "Well... I know this is a bit difficult for you, but there's no other way! Our village originally survived on the uranium mine at the foot of the mountain, and almost every family in the village worked as miners there."

"But in recent years, the mine shafts were dug too deep, and the government has designated this area as a dangerous mine and sealed the mine site. The boss ran away, and we people have no livelihood, so we can only build a chicken farm to make ends meet. Other places are already being farmed, and it wouldn't be appropriate to occupy anyone's land, only this place is relatively empty!"

Fang Yang's head was a bit dizzy, and he pointed ahead helplessly: "Then... then you can't ask me to dig up graves! Are you sure you want me to dig up all these grave mounds?"

The old man next to the village chief suddenly stood up to explain: "Young man, don't worry, the village has already discussed it, and the government has also built a place nearby specifically for storing urns. Even if we don't dig now, they would have to be dug sooner or later."

【Popularity】 +1+1+1+1....

——【Damn, this route is a bit wild today. Starting off by digging up graves, and it's the people themselves asking for it. Truly something you only see once in a lifetime! If an ordinary excavator operator could get a job like this, it would be enough for him to brag about for a lifetime! I don't know if this is Fang Yang's good luck or bad luck!】

——【Please forgive me for laughing like a pig, hahahaha~~~ Give Fang Yang more jobs like this, we love to watch. These old graves are the most terrifying; back then, the dead were buried directly. God knows what it's like inside now. If a zombie jumps out, I can't even imagine that scene.】

——【These dirt grave mounds are becoming fewer and fewer now. Everywhere is being demolished for road construction, and all such graves have to be dug up to make way. The dirt graves in our hometown were all relocated, then concentrated at the crematorium to be cremated and finally put into a box. The ashes of the same clan are all placed in one room, and the walls around the room are those rectangular grids used to display the ash boxes.】

——【I see the bitterness. These people worked for a lifetime, and in the end, the government sealed the mine as soon as they said so, and without the mine, they lost their way to make money. Many people talk coolly about how they could just go out and work to make money, but you have to know that their thinking is different from ours. When you are considering how big the universe is, they are just thinking about how to survive.】

Looking at the large and small dirt grave mounds in front of him, each one was covered with weeds, and some even had a few trees growing on them, looking at least ten years old.

Moreover, these grave mounds looked very old at first glance, left by the older generation, the kind without even a tombstone.

Just as Fang Yang was hesitating, quite a few middle-aged men in their 40s arrived at the village entrance.

Almost everyone was holding a shoulder pole and thick hemp rope in their hands.

They walked up hurriedly: "Village Chief, leave the coffin carrying to us! What do we do now?"

The village chief nodded with relief, then looked at Fang Yang with pleading eyes: "Young man, please help us. I've called several excavator operators, but they were all too scared to come as soon as they heard about digging up graves. I thought you young people are bold and don't believe in ghosts and gods, so just consider it a good deed. We'll try to pay a bit more for the labor later."

The people next to him chimed in: "Yes, everyone is counting on this chicken farm to be built soon!"

Fang Yang nodded helplessly: "Fine! Then I'm really going to dig?"

"Dig, dig! No one will blame you!"

"Yes, yes, sorry for the trouble!"

With the villagers' consent, Fang Yang had no more scruples.

He wasn't afraid, but he felt that if this matter wasn't made clear, it would be bad if he offended someone.

The excavator drove from the main road to the vegetable field next to it, crushing many of the villagers' vegetables along the way.

After driving about twenty meters, he arrived at the graveyard. Looking at the weed-covered dirt grave mounds in front of him, Fang Yang took a deep breath.

He gripped the control levers with both hands and controlled the bucket to take a scoop at the grave mound.

He never imagined in his wildest dreams that one day he would come to dig up someone's ancestral grave!

And to be fair, the soil after the heavy rain was particularly soft, and the grave mound was dug away in one scoop.

After a few scoops, he was about to see the bottom, but just as the next scoop went in, a spray of blood shot half a meter high from the soil.

The surrounding villagers were immediately so scared that they retreated repeatedly. Most of them were still quite superstitious, and their first reaction was that their ancestors were manifesting.

"Oh my god! Where did that blood come from!"

"This is too scary!"

"Ancestors, don't blame us, ancestors, don't blame us! We have no other choice!"

"Quick! Bring the paper money we prepared earlier and burn it, kowtow to the ancestors and apologize."

Looking at the villagers' frightened appearance, Fang Yang was a bit helpless.

He didn't even need to think to know what had been dug up.

Fortunately, the village chief was relatively calm and immediately stopped the commotion of the crowd.

"Alright! What do you all look like? If you scare the young man, who will dig for us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers quieted down, but someone immediately took out paper money to burn nearby, hands clasped together, muttering and begging the ancestors for forgiveness.

Fang Yang poked his head out and smiled: "It's okay, it's not as scary as you think!"

After saying this, he directly operated the bucket to dig another scoop and placed the soil near the villagers.

They saw a red-banded snake, cut into two sections, twisting its body and struggling in the soil.

At first glance, its length even exceeded 1 meter.

"No wonder, no wonder, the grave mounds are all snake nests, why didn't we think of that before!"

"Scared the hell out of me, thank goodness, thank goodness!"

Fang Yang didn't speak, but continued to dig. Sure enough, several more snakes ran out from inside.

Until the next scoop.

Thud~~~

Everyone knew, they had dug up a coffin.