Chapter 1189: The Divine Tree...
Since the hooknose is calculating me, then ...... When the time comes, it's better for them to fight until they lose both.
At dusk, Qi Jiaojiao set off with a group of people, and Huang Xiaoman and I followed from a distance.
There are also two male policemen and glasses men, I can't stop them if they want to go, and it has nothing to do with me now.
The location of the ancient house on the top of the mountain does not seem to be too far, but when it really came to the end, it took more than two hours, and the man with glasses was tired enough, and his legs were weak when he climbed the mountain.
Along the way, I noticed a little strange, in the vicinity of this mountain, except for the old house on the top of the mountain, there are not a single building, only some trees that are still quite thick.
When I reached the top of the mountain, I found that the ancient mansion was much larger than I expected, and it felt like a mansion of a famous family in ancient times.
There was a tree planted in front of the house, a particularly thick tree.
There are countless red signs hanging on the tree, and when you glance at it, you can see that all of them are densely engraved with people's names.
It feels like a sacred tree used for worship and blessing in some places.
The names of these people engraved with red signs on the trees are all from Chang'an Town, implying the blessing of the sacred tree.
I don't know if it's blessed or not, but these tens of thousands of red signs are hung on it, the scene is very spectacular, the wind blows, the red signs hit each other, ping-pong, and make a strange sound, crisp and pleasant, like wind chimes.
In addition to the Blessing Sacred Tree, there are also two stone lions in front of the ancient house, but the lion's eyes have been gouged out.
The old house is very old, but it looks very clean, as if someone often cleans it, the door is a red lacquered gate with copper nails, there are two pull rings on it, and the plaque on the top is covered backwards, so you can't see what is written.
When we arrived, Zhu Hong's gate was opened, and Qi Jiaojiao had already taken the lead in exploring the way.
I looked around and couldn't see anything inside except the tall, winding walls.
Judging from the size of this ancient house, it is easy to get lost in it if you don't have a strong sense of direction.
I hesitated, then pushed the door open and walked in, and I was greeted by a wall, a screen-like wall, and people had to go to both sides to get in. This kind of wall has an allegorical meaning, in ancient times it was called Xiao Wall, also known as the Shadow Wall, in order to block evil and disasters, and to block some evil things.
In ancient times, many large mansions had this kind of wall.
Going around the Xiao wall and going inside, there is a courtyard that extends in all directions, with many entrances and exits, most of which are circular.
On the side, I saw a person standing in front of the round door of the inner wall, with the Maoshan disciples who protected Qi Jiaojiao's thoughtfulness.
At first, I thought I was staying to watch the door, but when I looked closer, I realized that something was wrong.
Because he had been stiffening his body, he had not moved, and his skin was blue and purple under the moonlight, which looked a little scary.
I walked over to take a look, and then I realized that I had been dead for a long time.
His body was as if petrified, extremely stiff, and the most bizarre thing was that all the exposed parts of his skin on his hands, face, and neck were covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
It feels like a hard-boiled egg has been crushed into its shell.
I've never seen such a strange death, standing up, stiff as a stone, bruised skin cracked, looking like a living fossil.
At the man's feet there was a snake that had been cut in two, and its skin was gray, and its body was as hard as a stone when it died.
The strange thing is that the snake has no head, and even if it is made into two parts, it does not shed a drop of blood.