Chapter 183: Stone Carved Hanging Coffin
I have not studied archaeology, nor have I studied the burial of ancient people, and at this moment under the two rock walls, I felt shocked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
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I suddenly heard Miao Lang muttering something in my ears, but I hadn't heard this language, it should be the language of their clan. In the 5,000-year history of China, there are many things that have been gained, and in the long river of history, there are more inheritances that have been lost.
Miao Lang ignored me, walked into the distance alone, and started to look at the stone carvings by the entrance on the left, and there were many figures in the stone carvings. They fought with weapons, and they faced a woman with a flame burning on her body.
Libu drove the poisonous insects to rush at the woman, and then all the insects were burned to death, and then the Libu fled behind two strangely dressed men, one of whom waved a bell in his hand, and the other danced suspiciously.
A strange voice sounded in his mind, "Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain", which was broken by the drought on the emperor's body. It is rumored that the woman who was burning with flames was a goddess in the sky, because God sent her to help the Yellow Emperor, but she could not go to heaven because she was infected with the filth of the world. The fire of the female squire is a drought fire, where it goes, it is thousands of miles away, and then it is called the demon "drought", and was killed by Ying Long, the general under the Yellow Emperor.
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This is a fragment of the battle of the deer, and the inexplicable sad feeling comes from the bottom of my heart, and this feeling comes from the depths of my soul, and I don't know how this emotion can appear. The horn flute in his hand also trembled slightly, perhaps this emotion was transmitted by the horn flute, this instrument is the secret treasure of Jiuli, carrying an unusual mission.
From time to time, there are some strange graphics on the stone carvings, these graphics do not look like oracle bone inscriptions, nor are they hieroglyphs.
The further down the stone carvings are, the other tribes of Jiuli began to move to other places, and the place where the Libu migrated was to the southwest.
In the records, they lived here for hundreds of years, when the Western Zhou Dynasty, the world was divided into seven vassal states, Libu felt that the war of the Seven Kingdoms was about to start, so under the leadership of the great chief, they entered the mountains and established a residence in the mountains. And when the Great War of Qin was about to start, in the records of the Libu, they seemed to be hiding from something.
There is a symbol that often appears, and judging from the stone carvings, the people of the Libu tribe are very afraid of that thing.
Knock knock!
I don't know where the muffled sound came from, like a heartbeat, and if you listen carefully, it seems to be in front, and it seems to be in the back, and it seems to be your own heartbeat. Turning my head to look, it was Miao Lang who was knocking on the sarcophagus on the side for some time, and I tentatively called his name: "Miao Lang, Miao Lang." ā
He didn't respond, he was still knocking, and the horn flute in my hand began to tremble, and the thump became stronger and stronger. My heart gradually harmonized with that sound, knock knock! It was like the sound of my heartbeat was gone, and my life was going to end, and it was a wonderful feeling.
"Calm and concentrate, its ears do not listen, its words do not speak, its objects do not see, its form does not think, its smell does not smell, everything is empty, and the heart does not move."
Miao Lang's voice changed, as if he was talking about a book from heaven, did he want me to close my five senses? Seeing that I didn't reflect, Miao Lang expelled a five-colored flower in his hand, this is a multicolored hibiscus, and he wants to do it.
A faint fragrance hit, and my five senses began to numb, and I lost my five senses of hearing, sight, smell, touch, and taste, and the rest of my consciousness was still in my heart. You can't see, you can't touch, you can't hear, you can't smell... It seems that the body is no longer one's own, and the consciousness is staying, but the body is like a stubborn stone.
"Don't look with your eyes, you can see more with your heart."
A voice said in my heart, and subconsciously I did what it said. The surrounding scene changed in the darkness, the sky was gray, and in the hanging coffin around it, there was a black line connecting the lake, and in the center of the lake was a colorful flower, the color of the bloom I can't compare, when I imagined it as one color, it instantly changed to another color.
It makes me feel like it can read whatever I want, so it can change color all the time.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice spoke in my heart.
"The taste of the other side ~".
The feeling of being watched was very strong, and there was more than one sight, I was like an antique in a museum, being admired by a group of people, but I couldn't move my body. The qi around me was getting stronger, but they all swept past me and headed for a place.
The breath gradually disappeared, and the feeling of being peeped at faded,
Knock knock!
The strange voice sounded in my heart again, and the black coffins around me shook for no reason, as if they were ready to break out of the coffin. Then one by one, the coffins were opened a gap, and a pair of pitch-black hands crawled out with a pitch-black air.
Woooooo
The feeling of being watched was very strong, and there was more than one sight, I was like an antique in a museum, being admired by a group of people, but I couldn't move my body. The qi around me was getting stronger, but they all swept past me and headed for a place. The breath gradually disappeared, and the feeling of being watched faded.
The sound of the crying also changed, as the black qi in the coffin dissipated, and some of it passed through me. Hovering around me, touching my consciousness like a child's playful child, this is a soul-to-soul exchange. I can feel the soul in it. But I was eroded by a mysterious force, and I couldn't see the essence clearly, and the black qi did not entangle me, but gathered in the lake and then disappeared.
"Black cat, black cat! Wake up. ā
I heard someone calling me, the voice was very familiar, it seemed to be Dery's voice, and in an instant, my five senses recovered, and the strange qi disappeared. Except that the sky was dark, and it seemed like it was going to rain.
I asked, "How did you guys get in?" ā
"I'm embarrassed to ask, I haven't seen you come out from the early hours of the morning until the evening, and I'll wait for us to get here. You are standing there like a stone statue, Miao Lang is there to knock on the sarcophagus one by one, and you don't see any fame, but Xie Men should have seen the doorway, and he was frightened when he saw his face. ā
I made a wry smile and said, "It's Professor Li who really sees the way, and when you look at his fanatical appearance, it's like seeing a treasure." ā
"This is an ancient ruin, why has no one found it, it stands to reason that this place should have been discovered earlier." Dery muttered puzzled.
I replied, "It's very simple, because the qi here has changed the landform, and there is a method called Qimen Dunjia in ancient Chinese studies. This is a formation arranged in the direction of the Bagua arrangement. Once you enter this formation, there will be endless illusions, and whatever you see or hear may be fake. Maybe you think you've been walking for decades, but the reality is only a second. ā
"I don't know the layout of this place, but the dead air is so strong that it covers the entire valley, and the topography here makes up the White Tiger Killing Ground. There will be a special magnetic field in all the murderous places, and it is just a snowy patch from the sky, and if you are close to it, you will be lost in the periphery of the murderous place, and if you can really walk here, it is estimated that you are already dead. ā
Knowing everything, I no longer pay attention to the hanging coffins, knowing that these coffins are empty, or that from this deep pool I can go to the city that never sleeps. I've always been mindful of that dream in the snowy mountains, so I'm going to go to the city that never sleeps, maybe something special will happen. The White Tiger Killing Place in the Valley of Ecstasy has been cracked, and the evil thing is gone, and in the end, only the Ecstasy Flower remains, and I don't know when it will appear.
"Why don't we go to the City That Never Sleeps now, can't we already go there?" Dery asked.
I shook my head and didn't want to say more, and explained to him endlessly, but replied: "Wait, the secret of heaven must not be revealed." If you insist on knowing, telling you that it is only to add to your troubles, it is better to watch quietly. ā
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Time passed minute by minute, the moon came out near midnight, the faint moonlight sprinkled on the lake, and no one felt bored during this period, the study of stone carvings, the study of hanging coffins, the study of hanging coffins, completely without the tension at the beginning. This may be that the danger has been lifted, but these two difficulties are indeed relatively easy, and what does that mean? (To be continued.) )