The little Taoist priest and I took turns guarding at night, but to be honest, Ge San had just died, and we were in such a strange place, how could we fall asleep? I was hypocritical and asked them to sleep a little longer, and I came to the fire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In order to prevent the poisonous killing machine hidden under the fallen leaves on the ground, I cleaned the fallen leaves and put the jacket wrapped in cloth under the buttocks. At this time, I looked at my watch, and I was glad that it was still usable, because when I had traveled here, the numbers on it had been working irregularly, as if I had to adapt to this new environment. Later, I relied on the time that Wang Laohan said, and roughly estimated the time, and now the watch display is 02:04 in the morning. At this time, the forest is very cold, as Ge San said, this is a slaughterhouse for the survival of the fittest, we will become prey, and we may also become prey.

"Whew...... Huh...... "At this point, the injured treasure has fallen asleep on his stomach, and I am really grateful to have one more of him in the lonely era." Although his snoring is as disturbing as that of Lao Yu, for now, it is the only living creature in the clearing. Because at this moment, the sound of insects stopped abruptly, and even the trees stopped swishing, leaving static shadows one after another.

I felt strange in my heart, looking at everything around us, and thought to myself: Why is it so quiet all of a sudden? I got up and took the Mongolian knife, and walked around with trepidation, when I heard a sound somewhere in the woods, very strange sound, and I had a little impression, like the clanging sound of gongs and drums when I was a child, when my grandmother died. I thought to myself, how could there be such a sound in such a place? I arched my body, holding on to the tree with one hand, to calm myself down, and now the sound was getting louder and louder, and there were people in it humming that very sad tune, and I was disturbed by the sound and my hair stood on end, and I stared intently at the dense forest behind the location of the treasure, and vaguely I saw a kind of chaotic black sandwiched with a cold white light, colder than the fluorescent lamp used in the early years, but there was no one in the light, but it felt very lively.

I thought it was due to the recent nervous tension, but at this time, the little Taoist priest also got up, he looked at the faint white light with a serious face, and said, "It's not good, it's those lonely ghosts!"

But the little Taoist priest's expression didn't seem like a joke, he asked me to urge Baocai to get up, and he took out the talisman and pasted it regularly on the tree, I asked him if it was useful, he said: "There are at least dozens of them in this formation, if they find out, they will definitely come to kill us, I am afraid that my talisman will not last long, we have to leave quickly before they find us!"

I didn't want to be caught by dozens of ghosts and have a heart attack, so I nodded, trembling and running to Baocai to get him up. He was urged by me to stop snoring, but he still didn't wake up. I was getting nervous as the voice got closer and closer to us.

At this time, I suddenly remembered a ghost story that my grandfather told me when I was a child, saying that a friend of his at that time liked to live in the mountains, so he left the village house to his son, but he didn't live long before he had a high fever, vomited, and pulled, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit. By the time he came to his senses, he was already in the hospital. My grandfather went to see him, and he grabbed my grandfather's hand and said, "Old man, I thought it would be quiet in the mountains, but I didn't expect it to be more lively than our town!"

When I was young, I thought that my grandfather didn't want me and my brother to go to the mountains to play, so I made it scary, but now that I think about it, there may really be another ethereal world in this world that we can't see but can feel at some point.

I shuddered, and at this time Baocai scolded and scolded, saying that in the middle of the night, who beat gongs and drums, and made a noise. But after a while, he was sober.

We ran for a long time, and the sound didn't stop until it was far away from us, but tonight was the most terrible and hardest night of my life.

I gasped, and Baocai cried and called out to my mother, saying that I was guilty enough, but I was glad that we were both alive, and that we could wait for the dawn to tear apart the night.

On the second day, I had lost all my strength, and sat weakly beside a large tree, apparently squinting for a while, I had fallen asleep for a while because of fatigue, so that when I woke up, my head was splitting, and my whole body was even more uncomfortable.

I rubbed my parched eyes, and by this time we were out of water and dry food. Only some tender stems and wild fruits found by the little Taoist priest, these things can be eaten after being identified by treasures, and they all have a little sweetness. We rested for a while, and then the little Taoist priest led us deeper into the forest.

In fact, in our time, I once heard my grandfather say that the acupoints are fixed, but most people rely on the compass to determine the acupoints, and rarely say that they really rely on feng shui to determine the acupoints, which are generally the masters and masters in the inverted bucket. They can rely on the trend of mountains and rivers and yin and yang to find the core of the point, that is, the place where the Tibetan wind gathers qi.

The little Taoist priest took us through the dense forest according to his own methods, at this time the sun has risen in the east, and there is a warm spring in the air, which is very uncomfortable, and the appearance of this spring will awaken the activity of all kinds of poisonous snakes, leeches and other deadly things.

We walked cautiously, with great difficulty, and I used my Mongolian knife to remove the vines that stood in my way, but perhaps because of the stimulation of last night, I had a feeling of "being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of the well rope" for slender things.

The deeper he went, the shallower the light became, and when he saw the dotted rocks and the moss on them, the little Taoist priest was a little excited, and he said that there might be a source of water if he went further ahead.

I was happy to hear it, and he said that he used to practice in the mountains and forests with his master, and it was very hard, but there were plenty of days and he learned a lot of survival skills.

As he expected, after walking a while, we saw the clear springs hidden in the valley, they were lively and lovely, and they also brought us life, and we tasted the sweetness of nature's gifts, and after a short rest, we continued on our way.

Almost from the dense forest to the edge, we saw the gradually thinning trees and light, Bao Cai and I were very happy, and ran out from under the shadow of the trees, the beautiful scenery we saw here is really like the landscape paintings of those masters of artistic conception, it is so beautiful.

We sighed, and walked to a wide stream, on the other side of which were endless mountains, and these peaks were beautiful, and in the winding clouds, they looked like guards, and in the middle of these mountains, in the misty mist, there seemed to be another mountain.

At this time, the little Taoist priest looked at the scene in front of him with a serious face, and read in his mouth: "The mountain is yin, the water is yang, the flat land is open, the jade belt is flowing, the mountain is like a screen, solid as gold, layered orderly and stable, there is a real dragon knot, and you don't show your body......" After speaking, he pointed to the beautiful scenery in front of us and said, "This is it...... Here the air gathers and the mountains are clustered, the water is beautiful and convergent, and the atmosphere is blended, which is the place we are looking for. ”

I was overjoyed when I heard it, and Baocai adapted Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", reading: "When the forest runs out of water, you will have mountains, and the mountains are surrounded by mist, and it looks like an ethereal fairyland from a distance, making people drunk, drunk!"

I saw him shaking his head and shaking his head, like a storyteller, and teased him: "Don't be scared, we're not here to see the scenery!"

Baocai shook his head and said: "Childe's words are wrong, I want my Liu Baocai to follow you this way, I don't know when I will die, now I haven't arrived at the Chu tomb, wash my soul first, otherwise when I go in, my eyes will be polluted by dirty things, leaving shadows, and then purify it, won't it be useless?"

I said fart, as far as your literary and artistic youth talk a lot, the little Taoist priest listened to the two of us talking, and kept looking at us with a puzzled look, thinking that he couldn't understand our vulgar words, so he couldn't interject if he wanted to.

I saw his embarrassment, and immediately said, "I just heard you read, this is a good place!"

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest nodded, revealing a happy expression, and said: "It is a rare treasure cave, if the tomb we are looking for is inside, then the identity of the owner of this tomb must be very prominent." ”

When Baocai heard this, his eyes burned, and he seemed to have forgotten that his buttocks had been opened, and he interjected: "The status is prominent, and the burial utensils should be very valuable!"

I saw that his eyes were shining with golden light, sighed, shook my head, and planned to go to the stream to wash my hands, but before I could take two steps, my foot kicked something hard, and I fell and gnawed on the mud.

Baocai saw my downcast and made fun of me and said, "Childe, you are still a child, why are your feet so soft?"

I gave him a blank look, and when I looked back at my feet, there was a round stone.

I scolded secretly: Zhente Niang is unlucky! I got up and was about to leave, but I accidentally saw a pattern on the stone, I was startled, turned around and squatted on the edge of the stone.

At this time, the treasure had already reached the stream, and he mocked: "Childe, you won't be a Scorpio with a grudge, you want to destroy the stone!"

I cursed, "you!" and then checked the lines on the stone.

Xu Shi looked at me seriously, and the little Taoist priest walked up to me and asked me what was wrong. I said, "What tripped me just now is a bit ......," and I plucked a few sticks of grass that were still covered with dewdrops, and gently peeled the moss off the stones, and now the slender lines became more noticeable.

I put down the cloth wrap behind me a little excitedly, and then took out a mini shovel, carefully shoveling away the dirt on the side of the stone, and then the treasure not far from us suddenly exclaimed: "Mother!"

The little Taoist priest and I were startled by him and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Bao Cai sat on the ground, pointed to the stream, turned around and said with a frightened face: "Face ...... A human face!"

What he said was not trivial, and the little Taoist priest and I immediately got up and ran over. At this moment, in the clear water, through our deep reflection, I saw something that looked like a human face. I gasped, and the little Taoist priest looked at each other, and then looked closely, it should be a human figure stone carving, almost a meter or so, the head is very large, the facial features have been washed by the water flow only a little outline, and then look at the side, these stone statues are very many, they are lying in the water, silent, weird, very terrifying.

I suddenly realized something, and hurriedly asked the little Taoist priest to help dig up the stone that revealed the mysterious pattern, and after spending a lot of effort and tossing for a while, the thing appeared in its entirety, and it was also a stone statue, but this one was clearer than the water, and I could see its facial features clearly.

I studied it carefully, this stone figure is in a kneeling posture, the body part is carved in a yang technique, from the style of the clothes, it is a kind of robe, the part he exposed just now, almost his shoulder, I saw the pattern there, it is a long, curved line, the line is very shallow, but I still found the rest of it!

"Man-eating vine!" After researching it, I was also surprised by the answer I gave.

Baocai looked around in horror and said, "Where is the man-eating vine!"

I pointed to the very shallow pattern on the stone carving and said, "The long pattern is a vine, like a creeper leaf, isn't it the man-eating vine we encountered last night!"

When I said this, the faces of the little Taoist priest and Baocai changed.

I said, "It's weird, why are there so many stone statues here, and why are their clothes patterned with man-eating vines?"

Baocai shook his head in confusion, and the little Taoist priest said: "Brother Feng, you look at his facial features, although they are not clear, but do you feel very calm?"

I nodded and said, "There is an indescribable strangeness in the calm!"

The little Taoist priest looked at me and said seriously: "What you said is strange, is it a very pious look?"

I listened to what the little Taoist priest said, and the doubts in my heart were immediately released, and I looked up and said yes, because their eyes were closed, and most of their facial features were inscribed, so it looked a little scary.

The little Taoist priest analyzed and said, "They may be a kind of sacrificial stone statue!"

"What do you mean?" I wondered.

"Brother Feng should know that the sacrifice is great for worshiping the gods, and there are also those who say that they worship their ancestors. But if this is a Chu tomb according to Ge Yun, and we are exactly near the tomb, then the existence of this kind of thing is likely to be a kind of worship of the tomb owner. ”

I was confused, frowned, and asked, "Worship?"

The little Taoist priest said: "There is such a saying, it is said that after the death of a powerful person, the soul leaves the ontological existence, and the living person is either martyred, or he makes this kind of stone statue, and places his spirit in the stone statue, as a respect, and when the sacrifice is made, the spirit in these stone statues will come out and surrender to the dead person!"

"Is it so evil for the living to surrender to the dead?" I wondered, thinking: who is so powerful, and who is so influential when they die?

The little Taoist priest nodded and said, "These things are not in the tomb, but on the periphery of the acupuncture points, and they have a meaning of lifelong protection." When we cross the stream and reach the middle of the mountains, and enter the tomb, we may be able to understand why the owner of the tomb has such a great influence!"

His analysis, my heart is like a fire, I really want to know why the cannibal vine and this stone statue are mixed together, and what is the identity of the owner of the Chu tomb. As soon as Bao Cai heard that he was going to wade into the water, he hurriedly shouted: "What! There are all stone sculptures of that figure below, no different from a person lying underneath, and if you have to walk over, you feel like you have been caught by a water ghost, can't you take a detour?"

The little Taoist priest shook his head and said, "We have to enter the tomb before nightfall, otherwise we may run into some trouble." ”

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