"The fate of the white tiger is evil, and misfortune comes together. ”

Sneer Xiaotian held a piece of yellow paper marked "Signed" in the upper left corner, looked at the two cold sentences on it, and sat down in front of the statue of the Medicine King Bodhisattva.

The fake monk holding the sticker looked at the sneering man with a yellow face and a depressed expression with pity, put the sticker on the offering table, gave him a nondescript clapping salute, showed a fake smile that was not embarrassed or embarrassed, and persuaded: "Little benefactor, Hongchen is hard and hard, and the world is so hard! The poor monk looks haggard and worried. In the long run, I'm afraid that it will damage your body! Although what you just drew was a subordinate lot, it was only a matter of a year or two for you to commit a white tiger attack. After these two years, the benefactor will be blessed and everything will go smoothly!"

Sneering listened to him speak, as if he still had two brushes, so he begged for advice: "Master, is there any way to avoid this fateful white tiger? On the third day of the first lunar month of the Lunar New Year, my mother died; after the start of school, I went to my crush girlfriend and found that she was holding a handsome young man with a jade tree in the wind, and she almost made me feel inferior to death at that time; when I was about to take the final exam, I went to the school infirmary for a blood test and was diagnosed with hepatitis B, and the school immediately advised me to suspend my studies...... You said: In just half a year, I have suffered the triple blow of losing my mother, falling out of love, and getting sick.

"Calm down! Donor, be calm!"

When Sneer Xiaotian heard the word "calm", he couldn't cry or laugh a little: "Master, you are still keeping pace with the times, and you have used all the language of the Internet." The question is: How do you want me to be calm? I can't afford to buy a cure for hepatitis B now, so I can only drink brown sugar water at home and urinate every day to try to get rid of the hepatitis B virus. But if you want to rely on this method to cure hepatitis B, and then go back to school, I'm afraid it's a fantasy!"

The monk folded his palms and recited the sentence "Amitabha", looked up and down and sneered a few times, and said: "Donor, the poor monk sees that you are handsome, intelligent and polite, and you will not be a person who has lived under people for a long time in the future." You have to brace yourself and get through this. In this way, there is a medicine king cave on the mountain behind this temple, which is said to be the place where Li Shizhen, the king of medicine, wrote books and boiled medicine in his later years, and his "Compendium of Materia Medica" and "Eight Veins of the Strange Scriptures" were completed in this cave. It's the height of summer, the donor can go to this cave to rest and cool down, calm and calm down, maybe the medicine king Bodhisattva will appear and bless you to exorcise the disease!"

Sneering Tiantian heard him say that he was "handsome", smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but think of the letter she replied to when she wrote a letter to confess to Su Xiaodan last year. There was only one sentence in the letter: "If only you could be ten centimeters taller......".

This sentence is like a ruthless dagger, cutting off the nineteen-year-old Sneer's fantasy of beautiful love in his heart.

Su Xiaodan is a second-year student in the Performance Department of the Central Academy of Drama, and the daughter of the deputy mayor of Sneer's hometown. Sneer met her at a fellow gathering.

The first time they met, he was completely fascinated by Su Xiaodan's pure appearance and tall figure, and regardless of the huge gap between the families and appearances of the two people, relying on his reputation as the first talent of Capital University and his eloquence in the international university debate tournament, he launched a passionate love offensive against Su Xiaodan.

At first, Su Xiaodan didn't refuse him. Every time I went to her dormitory, I was very welcoming. Sneering invited her to go for a walk, and she did not refuse, and was often amused by his witty words, as if she admired his appearance.

After a period of time, Sneer Xiaotian had the illusion that he had firmly captured the heart of this little beauty and little fellow, so he mustered up the courage to write a letter to her, but he didn't expect her reply to give him a blow to the head, so that in the heart-rending pain, he finally saw the huge gap between himself and Su Xiaodan: he is an authentic farmer's son, and she is the baby daughter of the deputy mayor; she is 1.66 meters tall, and she is 1.71 meters tall, the two of them walk together, as uncoordinated as they are; he is poor and relies on school scholarships and grants to barely maintain his studies, so sometimes I can't afford to invite her to a meal. And the boyfriends of the female classmates in her dormitory often take them to the most upscale hotel in Beijing for European-style dinner......

After figuring out these points, Sneer Xiaotian turned from intense pain to extreme inferiority, depressed every day, and often insomnia at night.

What's worse is that due to excessive depression, which hurt his liver qi, and the hepatitis B virus that he was infected nowhere, he actually contracted acute jaundice and hepatitis, and was forced to abandon school and go home to recuperate......

Coming out of the Yaowang Temple, he sneered and walked listlessly under the scorching midday sun, only to feel that the white and flickering sunlight was particularly dazzling, and his eyes hurt and hurt.

He suddenly remembered that the monk had asked him to go to the Yaowang Cave in the back mountain to escape the heat, and thought that it was okay anyway, and it would be okay to go to the cave to cool off, so he turned around and climbed the back mountain.

Yaowang Cave is halfway up the mountain behind Yaowang Temple, Sneer Xiaotian once went to the cave with his superstitious mother to burn incense when he was a child, and he also heard his mother tell many magical legends about this cave.

It is said that if you have a headache or brain swelling or other minor ailments, as long as you sit in the northwest corner of this cave for a day or two, the disease will be magically eliminated, and the whole person will be refreshed and comfortable.

It is said that the groundwater that flows out of this cave can strengthen the body and prolong life when drunk. Unfortunately, this groundwater was cut off decades ago.

As a contemporary college student, Sneer Xiaotian certainly doesn't believe in these mythical legends. He just wanted to go to the cave to rest and recuperate, and talk to pass the scorching eternal day.

The entrance to the Yaowang Cave is very large, like a large conference hall. There are many pointed and round stones standing in the craggy interior, and the roof of the cave is also hung with large and small stalactites like an icefall.

Walking into the cave, a cool wind blew in your face, and the whole body was cold, and the hot feeling disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After slowly getting used to the dim light in the cave, Sneer Xiaotian began to look around the magical cave.

Suddenly, he realized that what he was treading under his feet did not seem to be dirt or hard stones, but a slightly blackened green brick. I looked down and took a closer look: yes, it was a very old brick with moss on it.

Looking ahead, by the light coming in from the cave*, you can faintly see a path paved with blue bricks, like a cyan python winding and circling between the rocks, leading to the northwest corner of the cave.

Who built such a path in this deserted cave, and what is the purpose of it?

With these doubts, Sneer Xiaotian walked along the blue brick path to the edge of the cave wall. There, there is a smooth and flat stone wall, about two meters in length, width and height, like a huge square, which is inlaid in the cave wall, which contrasts sharply with the uneven surrounding cave walls.

Sneer Xiaotian touched the square with his hand, it felt like it was artificially chiseled, otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth and slippery.

He took two steps back, squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the square stone wall, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: how could this square stone wall look more and more like a door?

With this thought, Sneer Tian began to pay attention to the anomalies around the stone wall. He groped his hands around the edges of the stone wall to the left and right and below, and tried to push it with his shoulder. But the result made him very disappointed: there was no gap in the edge of the stone wall, and no matter how he topped it, the stone wall cracked open, and the inside suddenly opened up, as described in many martial arts novels......

Sneer Xiaotian felt disappointed in his heart, and sat on the ground, leaning his back against the cold stone wall, panting heavily.

After taking a breath, Sneer Xiaotian looked around unwillingly, and suddenly found that a stone like a hanging bell hung from the wall of the cave on the left, and it seemed to be empty inside.

He quickly got up, walked under the stone milk, bent down and looked into the stone milk from below, and sure enough, it was empty, so he put his hand into it, groped in it for a while, and suddenly touched a groove. When I looked at it again, it turned out to be iron.

By feel, this groove is a keyhole.

Sneer Xiaotian suddenly became excited, and he used his hand to dig around the groove again, wanting to see if there was a key. But after touching it back and forth a dozen times, it was smooth inside, and there was not even a pebble.

After pulling out his hand, he looked around the stone wall to see if there were any similar hollow stone milks, but he never found them again.

If there is a keyhole, there must be a key. But where is the key?

Sneering Tian pondered for a while, staring at the green bricks on the ground.

He tried to trample on it piece by piece, and when he stepped in the middle, he suddenly felt that a brick seemed to be loose, and he hurriedly bent down and moved the brick away, and found a small silver box inside, and when he opened the box, a yellow golden key lay at the bottom of the box.

Sneer Xiaotian couldn't wait to pick up the golden key, ran to the hollow stone milk, and groped for the keyhole inserted into the stone milk with the golden key, twisting his fingers hard. I only heard a "click", and it seemed that some mechanism was opened inside.

Then, there was a continuous "click" sound from inside the stone wall, like a lot of huge winches were staggered and twisted, and the entire stone wall trembled with the "click" sound.

Sneering Tian took a few steps back, staring nervously at the smooth and flat door-like stone wall, waiting for a miracle to appear like Ali Baba after chanting the mantra "Open the Sesame Door".

A miracle really happened.

After a loud and trembling sound, the smooth wall of the cave suddenly and slowly cracked a crack in the middle. Little by little, the crack widened, and in a moment it became a square door for four adults to walk in side by side.

When all the noise died down and the cave was silent again, Sneer Sneered stepped into the door.

Inside the door is a small alleyway that is not long. It was dark in the alleyway, but there seemed to be light at the end of the alleyway.

Sneer Xiaotian touched the cave wall and walked for about ten minutes, and after turning a small corner, his eyes suddenly opened up: he saw a karst cave larger than the entrance of the cave outside appear in front of him. On the left side of this cave there are many small holes that open diagonally downward, directly through the cave wall and leading to the cliff outside. Light from the outside leaks in through these small diagonal holes, but the rain doesn't drift in, so the inside is not only well-lit, but also dry.

The most amazing thing is that the ground of this hole is not dirt, but a whole rock. On this huge rocky floor, ten rows of semi-circular skulls were neatly arranged, like many people who had been buried alive shoulder to shoulder with only their heads exposed.

Sneer Tian was startled at first, but when he kicked away a "head", he found that it was nothing more than a clay pot sealed with mud, and this "head" was the lid of the clay pot.

When the lid of the clay pot was kicked open, he smelled a strong aroma of wine wafting out of the clay pot, and it was intoxicating!