"Where is this like a sword-forging scene? I'm afraid it's not a story of a cadre, Mo Ye" I stared at it for a while and shook my head

"Well, take a closer look...... Is it not like that? Ge Hong asked in a low voice

"That's 'blood spilled on a thousand stones'" Before I could speak, someone around me had already answered first

Ge Hong and I followed the sound, and a man in a surprisingly wide dress with a colorful face painted was mixed in the crowd and watching the performance on stage

That's what he said

"Thousand Stone Stones? So, this show is about the story of the craftsman who built the tomb? "My heart moved

"Yes, Wu Wangfu sent the secret of the sword defense pool to be revealed, after the burial, after the more than 1,000 craftsmen were killed, every rainy day, this boulder under our feet will ooze a dark red color, legend, it is the blood splattered by those innocent and tragic craftsmen" He turned his head to look directly at me

I suddenly felt a deep sense of unease

His tone was flat, without any ups and downs, and his face was obscured by the exaggerated makeup

But there was an ethereal and dangerous aura that drifted into the air with his words

"It's just a legend," I shrugged, deliberately understatement, "the Thousand Stone is actually a volcanic rock formed in ancient times, and the surface of this flat boulder is a layer of volcanic rock, and the reason why it appears dark red is due to the color of the minerals in the rock and the oxidation of some of the iron."

"It's a scientific explanation," the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, presumably laughing, "but it's not necessarily as convincing as the legend"

I was stunned when he said it the other way around, I'm afraid it would be reasonable

"Legends are unfounded, how can they be more convincing than science?" Ge Hong looked at me, and then asked him in surprise

"Ahem, the legend of the Sword Pond is a good example" His tone was still unfazed, "The common people believed that there were treasures and swords buried under the Sword Pond from the beginning, and the scientific explanation may not appear until the Sword Pond dried up and the Tiger Hill Tower fell."

"Ordinary people believe in legends, just because they want to put some good wishes on them that they can't realize," Ge Hong retorted, "only scientific explanations can really convince everyone"

He burst out laughing, the paint on his face twisting as his muscles quivered

The abrupt laughter caused the crowd to boo discontentedly

He ignored it and laughed for a while

Then, he suddenly stopped laughing, looked at us coldly, and said something inexplicable: "...... will believe it - that's not a legend"

"Believe what?" Ge Hong asked

"What isn't a legend?" I also asked

He turned and walked out of the crowd

The dense crowd immediately parted in both directions, as if pushed away by an invisible giant hand

"Hey, don't go, don't go," we shouted as we squeezed into the closed crowd, trying to catch up with him and ask for clarification

When we finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to the railing of the sword pool, we all froze

There was a bunch of people by the pool who were packing their things, exactly the same wide clothes, exactly the same face full of oil paint, all men

Ge Hong and I looked at this and that in vain, God knows which one it was?

The group of people unhurriedly packed up their things and retreated down the steps towards the back hill in twos and threes, and they didn't say a word the whole time, like the backdrop of the event in a silent movie, in stark contrast to the noise and noise

I hesitated, not knowing whether I should go up and ask them

At this moment, the performance ended, and the crowd dispersed in all directions

Ge Hong pulled me over and avoided under a tree, helplessly watching the "oil paint people" disappear into the green trees and rocks

"Let's go back," Ge Hong poked me lightly

I nodded

Legends, what legends is he referring to? Could it be ...... The legend of the sword pool?

I walked all the way back, thinking about the sword pond all the way

The corpses, countless treasures, three thousand swords, and the bottom of the sword pool is nothing more than these things

A thousand-year-old corpse is of interest only to archaeologists, provided that the corpse has not yet decayed into bone slag

Three thousand swords, if they were still of great value in the era of cold weapons, as for now, they are only left to display in museums or show off capital as collectors, of course, the premise is that they have not yet turned into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron

Countless treasures, although this one sounds very attractive, but just think about it, the aesthetic generation gap between people two or three thousand years ago and modern people and the long time that existed in between...... Hehe, I'm afraid that except for a few items made of precious metals such as gold and silver, the others are no longer worthy of the title of "treasure".

Then, even if it is not a legend that there is a tomb under the sword pool, it is not a big deal

Thinking about it this way, my anxiety has dispelled a lot

When we returned to the academy, it was the bustling crowd at lunchtime that gave me the illusion that I was still in Tiger Hill

Since queuing up to buy groceries is a highly skilled job that requires a sharp mind, excellent sprinting and clever communication skills, this work has always been done by Ge Hong and Zhang Qi in our dormitory

And my job is to take the lunch box and stack six piping hot boxes, and the person who takes it only needs to be heat-resistant

I put a towel on my hand and carefully held the pile of steaming big dicks

The two seniors walked past me slowly, the expressions on their faces were mysterious, and their deliberately low, excited voices floated over, and I quickly pricked up my ears to listen carefully

“…… Can't go in the evening......"

"The ...... of the old class will not let it"

"What are you afraid of? Just look at the excitement."

"I heard that there was a ghost face dance or something, and it was at night...... It feels a bit ......."

"It's just a coward show, can you still eat it?"

“……”

Ghost Face Dance? It's quite a bluffing name, where can there be this kind of performance to watch? I muttered to myself

Muttering and muttering, I couldn't delay eating, I quickened my pace and ran into the cafeteria

In the cafeteria, everyone in our dormitory was waiting for me

As soon as I put down the lunch box, Zhang Qi grabbed me: "Tiger Hill has a mysterious performance at night, should we go to see it?" ”

Seeing her unconcealed excitement, and even her voice was a little hoarse, I couldn't help but laugh

"What's the show that deserves your fuss?" Gao Yanlan asked with some disdain

"I heard that it was a sacrificial dance in ancient times, and it seems to be called the ghost face dance" Zhang Qi didn't think it was angry, and approached us to encourage and said, "It must be very exciting, let's go together"

"The organizers are really weird, why do you want to dance the sacrificial dance at night?" Min Yu asked while opening the lunch box

"It's just that it's dark at night, and I can't see the road clearly, so what kind of performance are you watching," Hu Xia echoed

"Ahem, you really don't have artistic cells" Zhang Qi glared at the two of them, turned back to us and said, "Don't listen to them, think about it, what a rare opportunity, on that dark and windy night in the moon, the mountains are stacked, the pine waves are bursting, the flickering candlelight is extinguished, and a group of mysterious dancers with ghost faces are ......"

"Okay, okay, you can describe it again, our meals are all frozen" Gao Yanlan interrupted her unceremoniously, "Don't you want us to accompany you to the show?" You need to be so deceitful and deceitful."

"I just want everyone to see, where did I lie to you?" Zhang Qi replied unconvinced

"Where exactly is this show in Tiger Hill?" I asked Zhang Qi

"On the Thousand People Stone," Zhang Qi hurriedly replied

It's a thousand people stone again

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