Is this really the underworld? But it's very different from the legend!

In the traditional perception, the underworld is the underworld, and today I learned that these two places are not the same thing.

He stepped up after Sun Jingshui, and there was a layer of brown grass growing under his feet, which was mixed with small red flowers, like a huge carpet embroidered with countless small red flowers.

I've never seen this kind of brown grass, but if you look closely at the little red flowers mixed in the grass, it looks familiar.

Is this the other side flower?

At that time, the experience of entering the bronze gate under the Thirteen Ghost Caves of the Yellow River was like an arrow, shot from memory.

At that time, I walked along the grass full of flowers on the other side to the bridge of Naihe, and the flowers on the other side are the flowers of the underworld - it seems that this is really the underworld.

"Jiang Ziya's tomb is in this kind of place?"

I always found it incredible.

"That's right! Do you see the mountain in front of you? ”

Li Chunfeng pointed in front of us.

Following his finger, I saw a mountain peak in the misty place, which looked like Mt. Fuji.

"See!" I nodded, "That mountain must be more than ten miles away from us, right?" ”

Yuan Tiangang smiled: "There is no concept of time and space in the underworld, as far as you can see, some people may not be able to walk in a lifetime, but some people only need to blink their eyes." ”

To be honest, he said it in layman's terms, but I didn't understand it.

What does it mean to have no time and space? The distinction between time and space exists objectively.

Liu Bowen continued: "You close your eyes! ”

"Hmm!"

I know this is not an ordinary place, and they are not ordinary people, so I can't understand it with ordinary thinking, and I have to be surprised.

"It's okay!"

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard Liu Bowen's voice next to my ears.

"So fast!"

As I spoke, I opened my eyes and found that everything in front of me had changed.

Instead of the brown meadows by the river, they stood in front of a towering mountain with a gravel path two or three meters wide that zigzagged into the mountain.

Looking along the path, there were several monks in robes who were sweeping the floor.

The whole mountain is surrounded by green trees, and when I see the leaves of these big trees, I am again - this is not a Bodhi tree!

A few monks were sweeping the floor under the Bodhi tree, which made me a little confused.

There are still monks in the underworld? Wouldn't there be a temple too?

Without waiting for me to ask, Liu Bowen seemed to see through my psychology and explained: "They are Yin Si, who are responsible for cleaning the leaves on the path outside the cemetery, these leaves have fallen for at least thousands of years, and they have also swept them for thousands of years." ”

"A mountain of this size—it can't be his tomb, right?"

Yuan Tiangang shook his head: "The sect master's tomb is just one of them, tell you!" In fact, most of the emperors of the entire Eastern Zhou Dynasty and the Western Zhou Dynasty were buried here, and this mountain has a name called Lingshan. ”

I can feel that as soon as they approached the mountain, their expressions were always very serious, and they looked respectful, which should be respect for Jiang Ziya.

"It turns out that the tomb of the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty is really in the Yellow River, probably no one would have thought that the tomb would be in such a place!"

We followed the trail up the hill and halfway up the hill I noticed caves of different sizes starting to appear on both sides, and my intuition told me that every cave here was a tomb.

The Great Zhou Emperor plus Jiang Ziya shouldn't have so many people, right?

After holding it for a few minutes, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that there are other people buried here?" ”

At this time, Sun Jingshui, who had barely said anything all the way, opened his mouth: "Lingshan is also the family tomb of our ink masters, and every ink master will be buried here after death. ”

"Ahh You guys...... You're going to die too? I said casually.

Liu Bowen nodded very seriously: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of all living beings in the world, and no living beings can escape.

This makes me wonder.

"Master Li, Master Yuan—you have helped Wu Zetian...... The Tang Dynasty is ...... from today It's been more than a thousand years, so you should be at least ...... years old."

Without waiting for me to finish, Yuan Tiangang replied: "The year I was born was the scorching period of the dispute between Chu and Han, Brother Chunfeng is younger than me, he was born during the period of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, as for the three of them, one was born during the period of Emperor Guangwu, and the other was during the Three Kingdoms period, the younger grandson is much younger than us, and the Xuanwu Gate changed in the year he was born. ”

Although I knew that they were all long-lived, I still shuddered when I heard my age reported.

"You ...... You're all over a thousand years old? ”

"In the eyes of the Ink Writer, a thousand years is nothing! Don't talk about it, let's just say that our Sect Master Jiang, he is the first batch of human beings - at that time, you were still picking fruits on the tree and catching them to eat! ”

After Li Chunfeng finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang continued: "Although we have a long lifespan, there will also be an end, and all the ink masters will be buried here after they die - of course, we are no exception. ”

I only felt a chill all over my body, and subconsciously pointed to the holes on both sides: "These holes are tombs?" ”

"That's right! Now we're going to the Tomb of the Immortals on the top of the cave - but we won't be able to go any further in a moment! ”

"Why the hell is that?"

"It's hard to put into words! The top of Lingshan is the forbidden place of the Ink Scholars, even the person in charge of burying the Jiang Sect Master will not leave alive - this can be regarded as an irresistible principle of our Ink Masters! ”

"But even if I go in myself, I don't know where to look for it!"

In my understanding, Jiang Ziya's tomb should be very large, and there are many mechanisms, otherwise how could it be called the tomb of the gods? The first few cave exploration experiences are still a haunting nightmare in my brain, so I was terrified!

"Don't worry! This catastrophe, Sect Master Jiang had already predicted it, so he had already arranged everything four thousand years ago, the key is you-you should be able to find the seed when you enter his tomb, but it is absolutely impossible to call someone else. ”

As we spoke, we passed by several monks in robes, who bent over and swept the floor without looking up at me.