Tongcheng, with another name, is called the granary of the world. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The granary of the world also has a boudoir name, called the granary of the lady.

As the name suggests, the granary in this ancient city is mainly for women to be the masters of the house and exercise management rights.

For 5,000 years, the barberry cliff landform area in the west of Tongcheng City, blocking the north-south land route, cutting off the east-west transportation, has the name of Tongcheng to win the world, and is the battlefield that the soldiers of all dynasties must fight.

Here there is a beacon fire every three days, and a fight every five days, so that the whole Tongcheng family has white flags floating outside the door, and the tragedy of the white-haired people sending the black-haired people is staged every day.

Therefore, since ancient times, there have been many men and girls in Tongcheng, forming a peculiar scene of men fighting outside the home and women running at home.

Moreover, as the men's battles became more and more fought, Tongcheng became famous again as a place rich in rare animals such as shoguns.

There are more generals, and there are more things that generals like here.

What is the favorite of a general who fights a war? Nature is grain and grass.

The general's home became a quartermaster camp for them to fight, and every household took buying and selling and hoarding grain as their primary business goal. 、

Over time, it became the granary of the world.

At the same time, inside and outside Tongcheng because of the war, it has become the place where the most kinds of famous weapons, martial arts cheats, art of war, and hidden weapons and herbs are the most, from more than ten zhang deep to the ancient tombs that fall layer upon layer under the surface, each of which may appear in the rare cultural relics that have caused a sensation in the country and even the world.

When the national personal treasure hunting adventure game began, 5,678 individual adventure game enthusiasts launched a search in inches in and out of the entire Tongcheng area.

Of course, the organizer has made a solemn statement in advance, this treasure exploration adventure, to find the nature of the bare treasures outside the ground, for the tomb has collapsed due to natural disasters, after reporting to the organizer and the cultural relics department to excavate, the most valuable cultural relics can be judged according to the results of individual exploration.

The purpose of the organizers is very clear, through this activity, to enhance the popularity of Tongcheng in China, develop new attractions, and create new highlights.

Within a few days, thousands of tents were set up in the gentle valley of the Barberry Cliff Landform, and almost all of them searched up and down every ravine, every cave, and every cliff according to the legendary stories of gods, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

Chen Ziyou, who was carrying a backpack on his back, was the opposite of them.

Chen Ziyou, who has 100,000 cash in hand, according to Zuo Huangzhe, has already won the grand prize, so his task is to find the seeds of extinct plants.

Chen Ziyou's preferred place is the granary ruins in the city.

Now, he walked behind the crowd, along a road only a dozen meters wide in the old part of the city, towards the depths of the alley.

Beside him, there was the whispered conversation of several men.

"Now, now, now is the time to fish in troubled waters." A stammering baritone uttered something that alerted Chen Ziyou.

People who fish in troubled waters are generally badass.

His eyes were lowered in the direction of the sound.

There was only a layer of green stubble on the three scalps, and one of them had a big black stubble on the top of his head, and when he disappeared into the crowd, he left behind a sentence that made him sound panicked: "If you have a female corpse, you are afraid that you will not have a wife." ”

Addicted to dark marriage? Or will it not swerve until death?

Chen Ziyou couldn't understand.

He parted ways with the three men at the intersection ahead.

For a whole day, he went to the three largest private granaries recorded in the Tongcheng Historical Records, Hu Meiren Granary, Mrs. Wang Granary and Wan Yatou Granary, but found nothing.

These three granaries are all due to the historical war, the old city renovation and other reasons, not a single tile remains, the former ruins have been covered with reinforced concrete, into a prosperous business circle.

The next day, Chen Ziyou took an archaeological guide in his hand and went to the northern district, where the grain processing industry was the most prosperous in history.

The North District is located in the northern suburbs of Tongcheng, and is more than 30 kilometers away from the city center. Because of a railway line that separates the northern district from the urban area from west to east, the development of this area has been slow for nearly a hundred years due to poor transportation, and it has always been the most backward place in Tongcheng, so it is also the best place where the original appearance of the original site is preserved.

There are not only small granaries here, but also small workshops for the fine processing of raw materials, such as Chenjiabao Rice Farm, which directly buys the wheat that has just been cut from the wheat field, and after drying it in its own rice field, the wheat stalks are chopped and made into feed for war horses, and the wheat ears are shelled and retained, and then stored in the warehouse.

Chen Ziyou's only hope is that this place is remote and backward, and perhaps he will leave the last hope for his discovery.

"Auntie, is there any rice farm in Chenjiabao? How to go? After Chen Ziyou got lost, he asked an old man on the side of the road who was selling handmade children's cotton clothes, cotton pants, and tiger head shoes for directions.

"Yes, just follow this path to the end." The old man's withered fingers pointed to a path to their left.

"But it's best not to go, the yin qi there is too heavy, and once you are haunted by female ghosts, it will not be good for your man's family." The old man kindly reminded Chen Ziyou.

"Thank you, old man, I'm a foreigner, and the book says that this is an attraction, so I want to see it. By the way, do you need to buy a ticket? Chen Ziyou made up a lie on the fly.

"What kind of tickets do you buy? The locals don't dare to go, especially at night, when there are female ghosts coming in and out, and they are afraid of people. But it's also strange, where no one went before, there have been people walking inside for the past two days, and only three men have passed just now. The old man shook his head, worried about what had happened to the boys.

There is a record in the history book of the allusion of Chenjiabao rice field, it is said that it was destroyed in a war at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Chenjiabao was one hundred and eighty old and young people at that time were killed and plundered several times by the court officers and soldiers and local robbers who came and went, and finally more than a dozen people were used as arrow targets, and each person was shot into a blood hole.

The worst thing is the women of Chenjiabao, all of them were raped first and then killed, and there were no corpses.

Local legend has it that in order to take revenge, the women of Chenjiabao turned into ghosts after their deaths and killed men when they saw them.

Since then, no one has dared to go to the abandoned old mansion of Chenjiabao.

Chen Ziyou has also seen such an account in books, but he is more obsessed with another record.

At that time, Zhang Rong'er, the owner of Chenjiabao Fort, was assigned by his parents to marry the eldest young master of Chenjiabao in his infancy, Zhang Rong'er's father specially hired a martial arts woman who practiced swords as a teacher in order to make his daughter more suitable for the Chen family, and taught his daughter kung fu.

After the defeat of Chen's family, when the neighbors collected the corpse, no one had seen the corpse of Zhang Rong'er of the Chen family, and even when it was buried, it was buried in her clothes.

Chen Ziyou walked all the way along the road pointed out by the old man, and after a distance of nearly a mile, he walked into the barren and dark and barren Chenjiabao compound.

At this time, it was close to noon, but the bright sun was in the sky above Chenjiabao, and it was tightly blocked by the large trees with lush foliage.

These rays of sunlight not only do not play a role in illuminating Chenjiabao, but instead give people an eerie and frightening feeling.

Chen Ziyou, who has been accustomed to this environment since he was a child, did not have any fear of this, and he walked into the ruined courtyard alone with easy steps.

"Aren't there three more? Where did those three go? Chen Ziyou said to himself.

There was only one way to the door, and those who came before him could only enter this courtyard, and there was nowhere else to go.

Chen Ziyou continued to walk inside, and when he stepped through the small gate of the courtyard wall that looked like a backyard, Chen Ziyou felt that his head had been hit by something, and he lost consciousness.

When Chen Ziyou woke up, he found himself thrown in the car of a moving van with a hard object clinging to his back.

Chen Ziyou looked back.

Mom, it's a dried female corpse, and he happens to be lying in someone's arms.