Chapter 18: The Slate
Seeing that the sky suddenly turned dark, Hu Qianqiu had some doubts in his heart.
Although the summer solstice has long passed, it is still the height of summer, and it stands to reason that even if the days are getting shorter, the sky should not get dark so quickly. However, although Hu Qianqiu was puzzled, he didn't think much about it, after all, compared with those bizarre and weird things that happened recently, the trivial matter of getting dark quickly was really not worth talking about.
The location of Ling Xuguan was originally a wilderness, and the neighborhood was also deserted, Hu Qianqiu was halfway up the mountain, there were naturally no lights around, the sky was getting darker and darker, and he could only rely on the hazy moonlight in the sky and the flashlight of his mobile phone.
But after all, the light of the moon is not strong, and the range that can be illuminated by the mobile phone flashlight is also very limited.
So later, Hu Qianqiu wasn't quite sure if he had made a mistake.
Fortunately, Hu Qianqiu has always been open, he knows that this mountain is not too high, even if he takes the wrong road, take a few more times to go around, and he can go down the mountain sooner or later, so he is not in a hurry at first.
However, as time went by, Hu Qianqiu went around the mountain for a long time, but still did not find the way down the mountain, and he didn't think about returning to Ling Xuguan first to let Xuan Qingzi take him down the mountain, but Hu Qianqiu walked so many forks in the road, he couldn't be sure which one was the way he came down from the mountain, and the road on this mountain is also very peculiar, even if he identifies a downward road and keeps going, that road will suddenly change direction halfway and turn upward, and it is precisely because of this that Hu Qianqiu has not gone down the mountain.
After being around the mountain for so long, even Hu Qianqiu felt a little uneasy in his heart, "Could it be that a ghost hit the wall?" ”
Although the words "ghost hitting the wall" sound a bit bluffing, Hu Qianqiu knows that the so-called ghost hitting the wall is not a supernatural thing, but when he is in the suburbs at night, the visibility is low, and the naked eye observes the surrounding markers It affects the judgment of the brain, so although he thinks he is walking in a straight line, he is actually going in a circle.
But even if Hu Qianqiu knew what was going on with the "ghost hitting the wall", at this time he was alone on this dark mountain, and he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, not to mention that after wandering around the mountain for so long, there was not much power left in his mobile phone, and after a while, after the mobile phone was completely out of power, he could only move forward in the dark with the faint moonlight above his head.
Thinking of this, Hu Qianqiu couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Hu Qianqiu looked up at the moon, his heart was full of thoughts, and suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in his mind.
"There it is!"
Since it is because of the naked eye observation of those markers that the judgment of the brain is affected, then as long as you don't look at those markers, and on the mountain, the so-called markers are nothing more than trees, but if you close your eyes and walk, not to mention that you will hit those trees, even if you are lucky not to bump into them, your body will instinctively walk in a circle, so you still have to find a single fixed reference as a direction guide.
Hu Qianqiu's gaze shifted, and he immediately selected a suitable reference object-Polaris.
"I'm so stupid, wouldn't it be nice to take the North Star as the direction early in the morning, it seems that I've also been made divinely enlightened by recent events." He looked up at the North Star in the sky and ran down the mountain.
Hu Qianqiu was in a hurry to go down the mountain, his steps were naturally a lot faster, and he wanted to look up at the North Star in the sky, so he naturally didn't have much attention to the road under his feet.
Hu Qianqiu didn't know how long he had been rolling, and when his body stopped, although he hadn't reached the foot of the mountain, he had already landed on a relatively gentle flat ground.
Hu Qianqiu got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, he had been protecting his head when he just rolled, so his head was not injured, although there were some injuries in other parts of his body, but it was not serious, and the mobile phone only had some scratches, and it was not damaged, which was a blessing in misfortune.
Hu Qianqiu looked around and found himself in a two-meter-deep pit, "Fortunately, there are no stones here, and the slope that rolls down is not too steep, otherwise I would have to fall and be disabled." ”
Hu Qianqiu looked around carefully, the diameter of this pit is about ten meters, there is nothing except loess, he feels a little strange, this mountain is full of grass and trees, but there is no grass in this pit, it is really a little unreasonable.
Having said that, Hu Qianqiu didn't have time to think about it, he didn't feel a little relieved after he came down from the mountain, and then the feeling also came up.
Anyway, there was no one left and right, and Hu Qianqiu didn't pay so much attention to it, standing in the middle of the big pit, unbuttoning his pants, and urinating directly on the ground.
After shaking his body, Hu Qianqiu habitually looked at the ground, "What's going on......
It turned out that there was a stone slab under the middle of the pit, but it was covered with some loess, so it could not be seen, and now the loess was washed by Hu Qianqiu's urine, and the stone slab below was suddenly revealed.
Hu Qianqiu swept away the loess around the stone slab one by one with his feet, and finally a huge stone slab was revealed on the ground.
The style of the slate is simple, there are many scratches, but there is not the slightest moss, in addition, the slate is written with four words in a small seal, Hu Qianqiu has not studied the small seal, but he can barely distinguish the first word is "day", and the last word is "order".
"Edict?" Hu Qianqiu had some ideas.
Hu Qianqiu squatted on the ground, pointed at the slate with the flashlight of his mobile phone, and looked carefully, in addition to the four words written in the middle of the slate, the slate was also covered with patterns, like a Taoist talisman, just when Hu Qianqiu wanted to see if the slate could be lifted, the slate suddenly emitted a faint green light, Hu Qianqiu was unexpected, naturally he was startled, and the squatting body fell backwards, almost falling to the ground.
Hu Qianqiu swallowed his saliva, took a few steps back, distanced himself from the stone slab, and then watched the changes.
Hu Qianqiu waited for a while, but still didn't see any movement, stood up, and wanted to go to see what was going on, but as soon as he took a step, the slate emitted a strange green light, and he had to stop.
The green light emitted by the slate this time did not return to its original state, but flickered and flickered, Hu Qianqiu watched the green light light up and disappear, feeling strange and always feeling a little familiar at the same time.
"Probably not." Gongsun Yi stretched out his hand and put it on his chest, and soon his expression froze.
The flicker of the green light was the same as his heartbeat.
For a while, Hu Qianqiu had a lot of thoughts in his heart, "What the hell is this......
Although this incident is incredible, but fortunately, the recent encounter has long made Hu Qianqiu not strange about these things, and he is calmer than ordinary people, so although Hu Qianqiu is still a little frightened in his heart at this moment, he is not helpless.
Hu Qianqiu forced the strange feeling in his heart to keep himself calm, but the closer he got to the slate, the faster his heart beated, and the frequency of the slate's green light naturally accelerated.
Hu Qianqiu squatted down and touched the slate with his hand, the tentacles were cold, and he felt very comfortable, and the green light emitted by the slate also became soft, as if he was blended with Hu Qianqiu, Hu Qianqiu was physically and mentally happy, and there was an indescribable comfort.
Just when Hu Qianqiu was immersed in this feeling, the four words on the slate suddenly emitted a dazzling yellow light, and Hu Qianqiu was suddenly so lit up that he couldn't open his eyes, but before he could make other movements, an external force instantly came from the slate, and the arm that was in contact with the slate seemed to have been pricked by thousands of needles, and his whole body was also numb, and he took a few steps back before standing still.
Hu Qianqiu was surprised in his heart, and before he thought about it, he walked uncontrollably towards the slate, which seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to him.
But this time, as soon as Hu Qianqiu's hand touched the slate, the four characters on the slate emitted a dazzling yellow light, and then Hu Qianqiu's arm was numb again, and this time the pain was stronger than last time.
Hu Qianqiu still didn't believe in evil, and tried several times in succession, but each time it was a general result, and the yellow light emitted by the slate was more dazzling every time, and the pain in his arm was stronger and stronger every time.
Hu Qianqiu carefully observed the surrounding environment and terrain, and planned to wait for tomorrow daylight to explore the situation, and when he remembered that it was almost there, he swept the loess with his feet to cover the stone slab again, and only after doing some of this did he turn out of this big pit and go down the mountain.
At this time, the distance from the foot of the mountain was not far away, and the surrounding trees were gradually decreasing, even if he did not use the North Star in the world as a reference point, Hu Qianqiu was not worried about falling into the situation of "ghosts hitting the wall".
Hu Qianqiu pondered in his mind as he walked down the mountain.
The yellow and green light emitted by the slate should be two forces fighting against each other, although it is not known who is good and who is evil, but Hu Qianqiu almost certainly concluded that the slate should be used by the predecessors to suppress something, judging from the words on the slate, the slate should be a product of the Qin and Han dynasties, but for so long, the slate has still not been discovered?
Although the mountain is remote and rarely visited, it is not the only stone slab that has been discovered for thousands of years.
Hu Qianqiu thought of the Ling Xuguan on the mountain, could it be that the Taoist temple was the one who took care of the stone slab?
Hu Qianqiu remembered that when he found out that he had found the slate, the slate was covered with a thin layer of loess, and felt that his thoughts were very likely, Xuan Qingzi or Heng Hao, should have gone to the slate from time to time to inspect and do some simple cover-ups.
Hu Qianqiu touched his chest, wondering why the slate seemed to be involved with him, and even the frequency of the green light emitted by the slate was consistent with the speed of his heartbeat.
Could it be that the main reason why the slate has not been discovered for so many years is that in addition to being guarded, the more important reason is that in the eyes of others, it is just a bland slate?
Before Hu Qianqiu could decide what he thought, he saw a dazzling light erupt at the foot of the mountain, followed by a loud bang.
"Boom!"