The wooden boards in the cave are arranged in a very regular pattern, with a circle of long wooden boards placed around the cave wall, and two wooden sticks supporting the upper and lower ends at intervals, extending downward.

It is clear as day when you see these built-in things. The hole was actually dug by humans, and the wooden board collapsed due to the mud hole dug to build the house.

Someone actually dug a hole in the ground like a mouse. No one knew where he came from, but he crawled under You Qing's mother's grave , dug a hole, and then pried open the base of the coffin .

No wonder her grave collapsed. It turned out someone was sabotaging it from inside.

Uncle San seemed to understand something. He nodded slightly and said, "Is there any comrade from the village committee here?"

A middle-aged man in his forties walked out of the crowd and said, "I'm the brigade accountant. What can I do for you?"

"Call the police quickly and tell them that there's a big thief here," said Uncle San.

"Big thief? What did he steal?" the brigade accountant asked in confusion.

" Corpse , this is a thief who specializes in stealing corpses. Call the police quickly. The corpse thief is likely still in the village."

The man didn't dare to delay and quickly took out his mobile phone to call an acquaintance at the township police station. About seven or eight minutes later, two police cars drove into the village entrance and several police officers got off. Uncle San said to the villagers who were watching the excitement, "Everyone must guard the passage out of the village. If you see a stranger with disheveled hair and dirty body, don't let him go. He is a corpse thief." After that, he quickly walked towards the police officers who entered the village.

We followed Uncle San closely into the village.

"Who called the police?" a middle-aged police officer asked sleepily.

"There must be someone hiding in the village who stole the corpse. Please search the village immediately." Uncle San said hurriedly.

"A corpse thief? Are you delusional? Who would steal a corpse instead of money and livestock?" The policeman felt he'd been tricked and was furious. He then noticed the robes worn by Uncle San and the others, and his expression immediately turned even uglier. "Who are you? Are you playing tricks here?"

The conversation grew increasingly tense. The brigade accountant stepped out of the crowd and whispered a few words to the policeman . Then the two of them walked a few steps away, muttered for a while, and returned. The policeman's expression was no longer as angry as before. He said calmly, "You said someone stole the body, but why would they steal the body? I need you to explain. This is the premise for me to take action."

"The purpose of stealing corpses is to arrange ghost marriages . I think everyone should know what ghost marriages are, right?" said Uncle San.

This time the policeman did not question again. He turned to his men and said, "Search every corner of the village carefully immediately." At the same time, he mobilized the villagers to cooperate in searching for the corpse thief who might be hiding in the village and had not escaped yet.

The mobilization order was issued quickly. Ten minutes later, all the street lights in the village were lit. Young and middle-aged men from every household walked out of their homes with flashlights and began to look for the corpse stealer.

Not long after, someone shouted, "We found him, we found him."

Now, spots of light were seen flickering everywhere, and all the people outside the house gathered towards one of the houses in the village.

We also walked over and saw through the crowd a thin man squatting behind a stone mill in a family's yard. The man had disheveled hair and was covered in mud. His face was not visible, so we guessed he was a man.

The lights in the yard were on, and all the flashlights outside the house were aimed at him. The man blocked his eyes with his hands. Although he was squatting on the ground, his body was shaking violently, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Who are you? Why did you run into someone's house in the dark?" asked a policeman standing in the open space between the crowd and the corpse thief.

After waiting for a while and seeing that he didn't say anything, the police officer said sternly: "I'm asking you a question, answer me quickly."

Who knew that this person would actually open his mouth and burst into tears, and the cry sounded so aggrieved to the extreme.

"I'm warning you, don't try to play tricks on me. Come out here honestly."

"I'm sorry, I'm almost starving. Please be kind and give me something to eat." I never expected that he would say such a sentence.

"You...you are making fun of the police?" The policeman's nose almost got crooked with anger.

But he continued to cry and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. I got lost underground and it took me a long time to crawl out. I'm starving to death. Please give me something to eat." At this point, he actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed to us repeatedly.

Uncle San took out a set of "oil-free dry food" from his saddle bag, walked up to him and handed it to him, saying, "Young man, can you fill your stomach first and then tell us the whole story?"

The man's facial features were basically obscured by his hair and the mud, but when he saw the cake, his eyes suddenly sparkled, just like a miser seeing a gold ingot. He reached out and grabbed the "oil-free dry food" and began to eat it greedily.

This oil-free dry food is actually dry-baked flatbread, which only requires some salt water when kneading the dough. Don't underestimate this kind of flatbread. Before and after a ritual , all participants can only eat this kind of flatbread to fill their stomachs, and they are not allowed to touch meat, alcohol or anything else.

After eating a pancake, the man choked and burped, but he continued to ask his uncle for more. The uncle squatted in front of him and said, "It's not that I won't give you any. When you're extremely hungry, you can't eat too much at once, otherwise your stomach won't be able to handle it. Now that it's all out, there's no need to rush. Tell me what happened first, and I promise to make you a big meal so you can eat to your heart's content."

He swallowed hard and said, "You're not lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you? I'll do what I say, but the prerequisite is that you have to explain clearly what's going on."

The man sighed and said, "Now I understand. These two wicked bastards sincerely want to kill me. Since they are so heartless, I will not talk about morality. I confess that Wu Youcai and Lin Shangxue from Dazhuang Township are the biggest corpse dealers. They have been stealing corpses in the wild grave ditches for years. As far as I know, the number of bodies stolen is over 20."

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers exclaimed in surprise. No one could have imagined that someone would steal so many corpses.

Although the custom of arranging ghost marriages has existed since ancient times, most of the people who did this at the time were still disciplined and not many people acted recklessly, unlike today where people steal corpses or even kill people for ghost marriages. Therefore, no one in the local villagers could have imagined that someone would steal corpses for ghost marriages.

In rural areas , especially those that still believe in burial, once grave digging occurs, it is a very serious matter. Although the person stole the corpse from a wild grave ditch, it still made the local villagers extremely angry, because You Qing's mother's grave was only separated from the local people's ancestral grave by a wall. Judging from the way these people dug holes underground to steal corpses, there is no guarantee that there are no tunnels dug under the local people's graves.

So the angry villagers shouted that they wanted to kill the corpse thief. The boy was so scared that he hugged the stone mill tightly and dared not let go, as if the stone mill could save him.

In the end, the police convinced the villagers and took the corpse thief back for interrogation. After the police car left, the local villagers did not disperse and go home, but gathered around Uncle San. Everyone had a serious expression and seemed worried.

I certainly understood their point. Everyone was worried that the remains of their loved ones beneath the graves had been desecrated by criminals, yet no one dared to delve into the dark tunnel entrance to investigate. As for whether they should actually dig up the graves and see what was happening, they were torn apart. If they found nothing, they would be digging up their own ancestral graves. But if they didn't take a look, how could they know the remains were truly intact?

This problem seemed to have no solution, so everyone looked at Uncle San with pleading eyes, hoping that this "expert" would help them think of a solution.

Uncle San knew this, so he waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, everyone go back and get some rest. The police will definitely notify everyone as soon as the interrogation results come out."

"What if the body thief refuses to admit it? It's impossible for the police to dig up all the graves to verify the situation." As soon as this was said, it was immediately agreed by everyone.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way out. I promise you that I can solve this troublesome matter." Uncle San said without hesitation.

"Is there a way to solve this problem? It won't really involve digging up graves, right?" I whispered.

Luo Tianbao said: "Don't forget Uncle Seven's Earth Spirit Eye."