Yang Chuncheng killed five servants, Shu Zhengqi, Wen Moshi and the Xia family brothers heard the movement and hurriedly ran out of the tunnel, saying, "Brother Yang, what's wrong?" ”

"These guys know we've dug a tunnel and run over to search." Yang Chuncheng pointed to the five corpses on the ground.

Wen Moshi was surprised: "How would they know? ”

"The pile of mud behind the church, let them see it." Yang Chuncheng said, and said everything Qian Sixi had just said.

The four of them were taken aback and said, "What, the officers and soldiers want to search the tunnels?" Brother Yang, it seems that Eunuch Cao can't catch you and won't give up! ”

"yes, I don't know what to do!" Yang Chuncheng sighed.

Shu Zhengqi comforted: "Brother Yang, don't worry, it's still early before dawn, let's think of a way!" ”

Xia Dingchuan said: "That is, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, I don't believe that Eunuch Cao can catch you!" Let's quickly hide these five dead people, and be careful that the government sees it! ”

Wen Moshi said: "But the church is burned, where is it hidden?" ”

Xia Dingchuan said: "The yard is full of big stones, I can't pry them up, so I just bury them in the wasteland behind, the snow on the ground is so thick, no one can see it!" ”

Yang Chuncheng said: "No, the officers and soldiers came to search the tunnels at dawn, and when the time comes, they will dig around and it will be easy to find." ”

When you think about it, you can't help but feel worried.

Yang Chuncheng carried the lantern and looked around, and the shadow saw that the tower next to the courtyard had not yet burned down, and he had an idea, and said: "Yes, hide under that big clock, no one knows!" ”

Shu Zhengqi said: "But the bell is too heavy, we can't lift it!" ”

"Get people up first, I'll figure it out!" Yang Chuncheng held the corpse of Qian Sixi in one hand and a lantern in the other, showing the way for the four of them.

They carried the five corpses up to the tower, placed them on the ground, and while panting and looking into the distance, they saw snowflakes flying in the sky, and the four city gates were brightly lit and still heavily guarded.

They did not dare to delay, but turned around and looked at the bell.

Xia Dingchuan said: "Brother Yang, tell me quickly, what can you do?" ”

"Let's get some bricks and wood first."

"What are you looking for bricks and wood?"

"I won't hide it from you, one day you went to the market, and I carried this big bell."

"What, you're alone?" The four couldn't believe it.

"Yes. It's just that I can't lift it very high alone, and now that there are many of us, let's bring some sticks and bricks up first, and when I lift a hole, you can insert the sticks in—"

Xia Dingchuan hurriedly said: "I understand, lift the big bell and put bricks on it - is it the idea?" ”

"yes, that's what it means."

All four of them felt that the idea was feasible, and immediately went down the tower with him, and went into the courtyard and brought five thick sticks and seven or eight bricks, and laid them on the ground, to see how he could carry the bell.

Wen Moshi said worriedly: "Brother Yang, this bell is too heavy, and there is no silk or seam underneath, how can you carry it?" ”

"It's okay, I've practiced iron sand palms, look at mine!" Yang Chuncheng put the lantern on the ground and clapped his big hands, "When I lift it, you guys quickly insert the wooden stick into it!" ”

The four of them agreed, hurriedly grabbed a thick wooden stick, and waited for him to do it.

Yang Chuncheng squatted slightly, sank into the dantian, inserted eight fingertips under the bell, grabbed it, and then violently lifted a small slit, inserted the two palms into it, and lifted it suddenly, lifting out a hole more than five inches high.

The four of them hurriedly inserted four wooden sticks into it, pried the big bell, and when he had his free hand, he grabbed a thick wooden stick and inserted it into the mouth of the bell, and worked together to slowly lift the bell more than a foot high.

Yang Chuncheng saw that Wen Moshi's face was red and his neck was thick, and he was very struggling, so he hurriedly told him to let go, hugged a few bricks, built a brick pillar under the bell, and held the big bell before withdrawing the wooden stick.

Shu Zhengqi wiped his sweat, took the lantern from the ground, and said, "I'll go in first, and you push people in." As he spoke, he squatted down, tilted his head to look at the bottom of the clock, and suddenly exclaimed "ah".

Yang Chuncheng was surprised: "Brother Shu, what's wrong?" ”

"Dead people, there are dead people inside!"

Everyone was taken aback, and when they hurriedly squatted down to look, there were indeed several corpses under the big clock, and there were a few chairs next to them, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Yang Chuncheng hurriedly wanted to pass the lantern, stretched into the bottom of the bell to take a look, only to see a total of four corpses, I don't know how many years have been dead, the clothes have rotted, only the shoes on the eight foot bones have not been rotten, vaguely recognizable, there are two black scalp shoes, two high-level red boots, and four cloth shoes, next to two red tasseled hats, two round wooden sticks.

"Brother Yang, what should I do?" Wen Moshi was terrified.

"It's okay, I'll go in and take a look!" Yang Chuncheng put the lantern next to the corpse, got into the bottom of the clock, and just lifted the lantern and was about to stand up, when something suddenly slapped him on the back.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly turned back, it turned out to be a thick wooden flail, hanging on an iron practice, was shaking back and forth, only to breathe a sigh of relief, only to see that the iron practice hung down from the top of the bell, in addition to hanging the wooden flail, but also tied to a pair of shackles, a bulging cloth bag, I don't know what it contains.

He immediately understood that when he lifted the bell that day, something in it made a "knock" sound, and it turned out to be this wooden flail that was making a mistake, so he pulled over the cloth bag, and saw that it was a crumpled red cloth inside.

He pulled it out and saw that it was a set of red cloth jumpsuits, although it was stained with oil and a little dirty, but it was dense and thick, and the colors were bright, and it was hidden at the bottom of the clock, not exposed to the sun and rain, but exuding a faint corpse smell.

He looked at the shackles and shackles, and saw that even the keys were still in the shackles, and thought, "Is it a prisoner who left them behind?" ”

He threw the red cloth clothes and trousers on the ground, and when he looked at the cloth bag, it was a scroll with a goose yellow paper cover, and when he took it out, he saw that the cover read "Qing Dynasty Official Documents", and it was also covered with a large seal of perilla seal with nine stacks of perilla seals, and when he opened the document, there was a line of small characters written in it: "Liaoning Province Fengtianfu exile Sun Chengzong sent Xinjiang Hami customs defense official document", which was indeed left by a wandering criminal.

When he looked at the cloth bag again, it was five identical Buddhist scriptures "Out of the Sutra", wrapped in brocade, with a gold head, and nothing else, thinking that the five Buddhist scriptures were beautifully decorated, and hidden under the big bell, most of them were worth a lot, so he untied the cloth bag, threw it out from the bell, and said: "Mr. Wen, put it away!" ”

Wen Moshi hurriedly picked it up and said, "Brother Yang, what is this?" ”

"I don't know, you'll see later!" Yang Chuncheng said, lifting the lantern and carefully examining the four corpses on the ground.

I saw two corpses wearing cloth shoes with stubby bones and arms, which seemed to be not tall, and there were two red tasseled hats and two round whistle sticks next to them, which seemed to be the tolerance of the government.

The other two corpses had longer bones and seemed to be very tall, with red curls scattered next to the skulls, as if they were foreigners.

Surprised, he stretched out the lantern to take a closer look, and the curly hair left by a corpse was reddish-brown, only a few locks, but the bones were thick, and a pair of thick black leather shoes hung on the foot bones, as if it was a man.

The skeleton of the corpse next to him was slightly slender, wearing high-level red boots on its feet, and the red hair that fell to the ground was long and dense, like a wave, and it was undoubtedly a Western woman.

He was puzzled and thought: "This is a foreigner's church, and it is not strange that there were foreigners coming in and out back then, but how could these two foreigners die under the big bell?" ”

At this time, Shu Zhengqi also came in, picked up the red cloth jumpsuit and looked at it twice, and then looked at the wooden flail and iron shackles hanging on the iron training, and said, "Brother Yang, let's put these things away!" ”

"What are you doing with it?" Yang Chuncheng was puzzled.

"We'll talk about that later." Shu Zhengqi took off the wooden flail and iron shackles, threw the two whistle sticks out of the bottom of the bell together, and asked Wen Moshi and the Xia family brothers to take off the clothes, boots, and cloth socks on the five officials, and then push the five naked corpses into the bottom of the bell.

Yang Chuncheng and he dragged the five corpses in and put them away, and immediately got out to take a breath.

Shu Zhengqi picked up five sets of errand clothes from the ground, and when he saw that one set of errand clothes was stained with blood, he threw them into the bottom of the clock, and the remaining four were held in his arms.

Yang Chuncheng asked the four of them to stand aside, walked to the big bell, and kicked the brick pillar under the bell, only to hear a "bang", debris flew around, and the bricks rushed into the bottom of the bell, and the big bell "boomed" down, covering the five corpses tightly.

They threw a few thick wooden sticks down the tower, kicked the bricks and sawdust off the ground, took four sets of red tasseled hats and clothes of the servants, and carried cloth bags, wooden shackles, shackles, and whistle sticks, and walked down the tower, picked up five short knives and four lanterns in the courtyard, and quietly returned to the tunnel, where the two women and seven children were still asleep.

Wen Moshi hurriedly took out the five Buddhist scriptures from the cloth bag, and when he looked at them under the lantern, there were a total of thirty volumes and thirty-four products, all of which were hand-copied Buddhist scriptures, with a rough pen and stagnation and astringent ink, but it was plain, but each Buddhist scripture was sandwiched with a hand-drawn map, which was twisted and twisted, and I don't know where it was drawn, and there was a line of small characters written on the last map.

He approached the lantern and looked at it, only to see that the small characters read: "Copyed in Jiuquan City in June of the 18th year of Shengping." I couldn't help but be taken aback, and said: "In the eighteenth year of Shengping, is it the Dunhuang scriptures?" ”

"What Dunhuang scriptures?" Yang Chuncheng was puzzled.

"I heard that a Buddhist temple was unearthed in Dunhuang a few years ago, and there are many Buddhist scriptures in it, all of which are priceless treasures."

"How do you know that's too?"

"I heard that there are many Buddhist scriptures of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in those unearthed Dunhuang scriptures." Wen Mo Shidao, "The 'Shengping' written on this map is the year name of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, more than 1,500 years from now, and the famous 'book saint' Wang Xizhi lived in that year. ”

When Yang Chuncheng heard this, he hurriedly flipped through the Buddhist scriptures, and looked at a few maps, only to see that there were eight half-section symbols written on the margins of each map, like half a text, but the strokes were twisted and strange, and he didn't recognize any of them.

He was puzzled, only to hear Wen Moshi say again: "But this era name is wrong!" ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Chuncheng said.

"I remember that the name 'Shengping' only took five years, where did Shengping come from for eighteen years?" Wen Moshi said, "Let's put the map together first and see what is written in these eight lines." ”

The five people opened the Buddhist scriptures, spread them on the ground, and spliced together the five maps, Wen Moshi carried the lantern, looked at it for a long time, scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm ashamed, I don't know any of them!" ”

Shu Zhengqi said: "Okay, Mr. Wen, put away the Buddhist scriptures, and ponder again when you have time, I have something to say!" ”

Wen Moshi agreed, and hurriedly collected the Buddhist scriptures, while looking at him with Yang Chuncheng and the Xia family brothers, not knowing what he was going to say.