"Magnets?"

"Take a picture?"

"Little brother, are you saying that this mountain is alive, and it can record the people and things of a thousand years ago, as well as the sound of people talking?"

The old Taoist priest was a little confused.

Not only was the old Taoist priest stunned, everyone present was a little confused for a while, including the abbot of Bailong Temple, Monk Kongming, and Monk Hongzhao.

Look at the blankness in everyone's eyes.

Jin An thought for a moment.

So reorganize the language to be more understandable.

"To take the simplest example, there are many similar rumors among the people, saying that on a thunderstorm night, a maid saw a hundred years ago maid apparitions and heard voices on the wall of the mansion. Another example is in the vicinity of a mine, whenever there is a thunderstorm, you can always hear the sound of many battlefield soldiers fighting. ”

"These events seem to be supernatural events, but it is ineffective to invite Taoist priests and mages to do things, but every night when there is a thunderstorm, it is easy to have supernatural events, and they are usually safe. ”

"This is the principle of magnetic field photogram. ”

"Because in thunderstorms, the field of heaven and earth is disturbed, so it is easy to form a strong magnetic field. The situation in front of us is the same, because there is a high probability that there is a large magnet mine in this deep mountain, which is easy to form a large magnetic field, and the environment in the tomb has been closed and has not been disturbed by the outside world, so the magnetic field photogram here has been maintained for thousands of years until now, and it can be reflected over and over again. ”

Although Jin An's words, everyone still heard them a little in a fog, but everyone also understood a little bit, these have nothing to do with supernatural events, mainly because of the very individual imagination caused by the special field of heaven and earth.

In Feng Shui.

As long as there are mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, there are fields.

People have aura.

There are fields in Feng Shui.

If a person controls the aura, he can control the blessings and misfortunes, and the feng shui master is actually in those special fields in the mountains and rivers of Kanyu, through the construction of yang houses or cemeteries on the field, so as to indirectly affect the living or the dead.

"Little brother, did you say that the general of Tengguo a thousand years ago just now, in the coffin that he brought in from outside with men and horses, could it be the body of the lord of Tengguo?"

In the cave of the black rumbling dong, the old Taoist priest looked in the direction where General Tengguo had disappeared and asked the question in his heart.

Jin An also looked at the old Taoist priest and looked at the darkness in the distance: "Is it the corpse of the lord of Tengguo, just go and see it." ”

"These magnetic field photos from thousands of years ago have left us clues and pointed out the burial place of the lord of Tengguo. ”

As he spoke, the group began to talk as they walked, stepping on the sound of empty echoing footsteps, groping their way through the dark and empty cave.

At this point their feet are dry.

The sound of the water flow I heard before and the waterhole I saw had all disappeared along with the magnetic field photo.

As they got closer to their destination, what they saw along the way was unexpected, because they saw many semi-finished tombs, stone carvings, and stone gates, which were abandoned and abandoned before they were completed.

"Look at these half-finished tombs, tomb doors, why is this mausoleum only halfway built? There are still a lot of tools of craftsmen left on the ground... This is the mausoleum halfway through the construction and then abandoned?"

Under the faint lighting of the torches, Jin An looked at the half-finished mausoleum building in the cave with a red face, and said with a slight surprise in his eyes.

"What did I say, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, this Tengguo lord is brutal and mediocre, kills people excessively, and even kills his own son, and does not let it go, this is retribution, even God can't stand it. So let the lord of Teng not be able to build a mausoleum, only lie in a half-finished coffin, and prevent him from sleeping in the ground. ”

The old Taoist priest snorted old thick phlegm on the ground and scolded angrily.

The more everyone walked, the more surprised they became.

Along the way, I saw too many half-finished mausoleum buildings, there were tomb roads where the stone bars had not yet had time to be fully inlayed, there were half-paved stone roads that exposed uneven dirt roads, and there were stone carvings of mythical beasts that were only half-polished......

It's like ......

This is just a rough shell of the mausoleum, which was only halfway built and then stopped, and many of the buildings inside are still rough stone embryos.

Looking at the abandoned scene he saw along the way, General Duwei listened to the words of the old Taoist priest, and he pondered: "The mausoleum is halfway repaired, which is a great taboo, and no tomb owner will stop halfway because he finds better feng shui, and change to another place to build the mausoleum." Not to mention the folk taboo of temporarily changing the yin house, just the construction of a mausoleum often takes twenty or thirty years to build in advance, and the financial resources to rebuild the second mausoleum are already unaffordable. ”

"So I guess that the construction of the mausoleum of the lord of Teng Country stopped halfway through the year, and it should have happened to some natural and man-made accident that had to be broken and abandoned......"

Du Wei continued to ponder and said: "I am familiar with history books, the art of war, and I know a little about the history of the Warring States of the vassal states that fought thousands of years ago, if I remember correctly, not long after the death of the lord of Teng, the small country of Teng was lost and annexed by other vassal states. ”

Perhaps, the reason is this dead country. ”

"Tengguo is a small country, the national strength is limited, the construction of a mausoleum is already a waste of money, emptying the treasury, so hard to build such a large mausoleum, in the future, it should be the treasury can no longer take out money. On the contrary, the excesses and miscellaneous taxes are serious, and too many male coolies are levied, resulting in the destruction of many families and the misery of the people. The king did not rule the country with benevolence, but built a mausoleum for himself after his death, and the fortunes of the country were dragged down by life, and soon embarked on the road of the death of the country, so the mausoleum had to be stopped after half of the construction. ”

"Or when the lord of Teng just became the lord of the country, he was already secretly building his mausoleum, but the mausoleum was not completed when the lord of Teng died, because the death of the lord of Teng led to the enemy country to take the opportunity to attack Teng, and Tengguo, as a small country, failed to block the attack of external and internal troubles. Not long after the death of the lord of Teng, Teng was destroyed, and even the country was gone, and the people were panicked, so this cave naturally had no national strength to continue to build......"

Everyone listened to the captain's words.

They all nodded in agreement.

Only this explanation can explain why the mausoleum was unusually stopped halfway through.

"Little brother, come and see, there is actually a glass bottle here!"

The old Taoist priest who was curious to look east and west suddenly greeted Jin An, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Mother, such a big glass bottle, it's the first time I've seen it!"

The old Taoist priest with a torch in his hand squatted in front of a transparent artifact, and reached out in amazement to touch it.

Under the lighting of torches.

The glass bottle is crystal clear as if it was directly polished with crystal, and the surface is smooth and transparent like a mirror, flawless, reflecting the big oily face of the old Taoist priest who is close.

The glass bottle carves the dragon, the weather is majestic, and it is about one person high.

"Such a good glazed bottle, little brother, you say, this thing should not really be polished from the rare and rare Western Regions crystal stone, right? Not to mention seeing such a big glass bottle, even if we just break off a scale and a half claw and take it out, it is enough for us to open ten and eight five internal organs Taoist temples." ”

The old Taoist priest said that he was about to reach out and touch it.

Jin An frowned and stopped: "Old Dao, you are so blind, be careful to touch the mechanism." ”

The old Taoist priest held the torch with one hand, and continued to touch the glass bottle with the other, and said disapprerovitically: "This mausoleum will not be built halfway through, the mausoleum has not yet been completed, if there is really any mechanism, it must not have time to set it up." ”

When Jin An heard this, this was the truth.

So he also came closer.

Everyone gathered over.

As a result, the torches gathered a larger light source, illuminating the darkness farther away, allowing them to see more of the glass bottles.

...... One......

...... Two......

...... Three......

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to touch the glass bottle in front of him, but he didn't touch any mechanism, he stood up and saw more than a dozen crystal glass bottles in front of him, his mouth opened in surprise.

"So many glass bottles!"

"In the mausoleum of the lord of Tengguo, it is really priceless! How much people have been looted to create such a luxurious and luxurious mausoleum for him!"

But Jin An has made a new discovery.

"These glass bottles don't seem to be ordinary furnishings, there seems to be a layer of wax oil in the glass bottles, and there are wicks, these glass bottles should be used to guard the tomb. ”

Jin An walked to a human-high glass bottle, tried to use the torch in his hand to light the wick, crackling, the flames beat violently, first burning the dust on the surface of the wick, and finally poof, a bright everlasting lamp lit up in the dark cave.

Under the firelight, these crystal clear glass bottles shone with bright and dazzling brilliance, colorful and flashing with colorful divine light, as if they had walked into the mythical and legendary Heavenly Court Divine Palace, dispelling the emptiness in the tomb, bringing a few rays of warm firelight, no longer the cold tomb.

The glass bottle is more perfect and beautiful under the light of the fire.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all surprised, and then they also began to concoct the same way to light up the glass bottles along the way.

Suddenly.

One after another glass bottles are lit, full of colors and brilliance, like a perfect crystal lamp, each glass bottle has a wide range of illumination, illuminating the steps under the feet all the way, and also illuminating the mountain walls on both sides of the steps.

The mountain walls are painted with painted murals.

Exquisite.

I don't know if it's because the air in the mausoleum is slow to circulate, these painted murals have been kept dry, so they oxidize very slowly, or because of the use of special pigments, in short, these painted murals have not been much damaged after thousands of years, except for being duller.

These murals depict the life of the court, as well as the recording of a dragon king with a towering head and a long tail, dealing with state affairs, driving personal expeditions, and discussing major events of state affairs with civil and military officials.

"This human dragon is exactly the same as the mural human dragon we saw on the fake mound above, the shape and demeanor are exactly the same, it should be the lord of Tengguo. ”

These murals are painted on the mountain walls on both sides, and the angle is very high, just like the lord of Teng is high up, inspecting the subjects at his feet, and the old Taoist priest is looking up at those exquisite murals, and his neck is stiff.

It's not just the old Taoist priest who looks up and sees a pain in his neck.

Jin An also held the torch in his neck and hand uncomfortably.

What I saw in the fake mound before was a stone carved mural, not a painted mural, but this time through the painted mural, everyone can more intuitively see what the lord of the Teng country looks like.

"The face of the lord of this Teng country is so long, it is actually longer than the face of a horse. The old Taoist priest muttered.

Jin An cried and said: "How can people say that he is also a human dragon who claims to be the reincarnation of a true dragon, so how can it be called Ma Mian, it should be called Long Yan." ”

"Whether it is a dragon or a snake, the face shape is already very long, and this mural can be regarded as conforming to the facial image of a human dragon. ”

The old Taoist priest was happy: "You can pull it down, little brother, just the decay of the lord of Tengguo, I compare his face to a horse's face, which is already the greatest respect for the owner of the tomb standing in his tomb." I actually want to say that the face of this Tengguo lord is longer than the sole of my shoes. ”

The old Taoist priest said, and raised his foot to compare his mille-feuille soles, isn't it smelly and long, the old Taoist priest did not forget to say to the country goddess after speaking, you say yes, old sister.

Jin An: "......"

Captain: "......"

Country Goddess: "......"

Others: "......"

Everyone no longer paid attention to the old Taoist priest, and continued to look up at the murals on the mountain wall above their heads with a painful neck, but when they looked at the face of the lord of Teng again, their minds were full of lingering old Taoist soles......

In addition to being painted as a human dragon with horns and tails, even a few exposed skins are covered with dragon scales like snake scales, which looks quite grand.

Looking at the appearance of this human dragon, Jin An, who had seen the real corpse of a human dragon in the fake mound above his head, once again looked at him with a touch of contemplation and doubt.

Jin An suppressed his thoughts, followed the mural, and continued to look back.

In addition to depicting the extravagant life of the court, the lord of Teng and the civil and military officials handling national affairs, these murals also focus on depicting the scene of the lord of Teng personally going to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Every time the lord of the Teng country goes to the battlefield to kill the enemy, he can always call for wind and rain, as long as he casts a spell, the enemy camp or the enemy city, there will be flash floods, flooding the enemy city, and the soldiers can easily defeat other vassal states without blood.

If God helps.

It seems that it is really the reincarnation of a real dragon.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be fully believed, and all the kings in history like to exaggerate their great achievements and leave their names for eternity, which can be regarded as a bad deed.

However, not every war, the lord of Teng will call for wind and rain, flooding the enemy's city, there are also many battles, when the city is broken, the lord of Teng leads the army to slaughter the city, the blood flows like a river, brutal and unreasonable.

City after city of people were slaughtered.

Even children are not spared.

......

Everyone looked at the murals one by one, and before they knew it, they had walked a distance, and suddenly, the vision in front of them darkened, and the murals on the mountain wall were broken.

"Why did it suddenly get dark?"

The old Taoist priest was stunned, he turned his head to look left and right, it turned out that the glass bottle in front of him had not been completed, and it was not filled with wax oil and wick.

And the torches in their hands, because the fire light is dim and the lighting is limited, so the mural is broken.

Out of curiosity about the murals behind, everyone continued to walk forward, and the several glass bottles they encountered along the way were all unfinished semi-finished products.

There are many glass bottles that have not even been carved in the shape of a dragon.

The old Taoist priest who was looking at the excitement couldn't help pouting and muttering, this Tengguo lord with a sole face is really disappointing!

Ps: Poof, I said earlier that the candle yin tire is the big guy of Zhu Yingtai, you are too much! Especially if Zhu Yingtai still lacks a big guy of Liangshan cypress, it is even more excessive, obviously very serious and nervous thief atmosphere.