Fat Dahai then asked, "What will happen if you mess up yin and yang?" ”

The third uncle snorted: "Messing up yin and yang, to put it simply, the place where the living people live here is a yin land." What is the underworld, the grave? Think about it again, what shape is the tomb? ”

As soon as the third uncle spoke, Fat Dahai and I both shivered lightly.

Indeed, our common grave is the home of a person after death, and it is also the underworld of a person. But the shape of the tomb was round.

The third uncle continued: "In fact, the matter of chaotic yin and yang, if it is said lightly, strange things will happen frequently, and people who have fallen into the Tao will be in a trance, or even delirious. If it is serious, it will hurt people and kill people. However, I only used a compass to measure something unusual about this house from the outside, and the situation inside is not clear, so I dare not make any conclusions. The people who died inside don't know if it's related to this. ”

I looked at the house, which originally looked very ordinary on the outside, but after the third uncle's test, it became gloomy in my eyes.

Especially when the third uncle associated this house with the grave just now, I now feel that the shape of this house looks more and more like a big tomb.

"Shall we go in again?" I asked in a low voice.

The third uncle seemed to be thinking about something just now, and when he heard me ask, he hurriedly said: "Go in, of course you have to go in, how do you know what's going on if you don't go in?" ”

As he spoke, the third uncle stretched out his hand and pushed the small iron door, and found that there was a latch inserted inside the small iron door. But it was not locked, and the third uncle stretched out a hand and reached through the gap in the fence on the iron gate, and opened the latch.

As soon as the iron gate opened, the three of us stood through the iron gate and stood in the courtyard at No. 7 Expert Road.

The area of the yard is roughly estimated to be about fifty square meters, and the ground is paved with bluestone slabs. If this was not built later, the specifications of this house would have been quite high at the beginning.

There was basically nothing left in the yard, but the ground was also covered with a lot of fallen leaves, and the thick places were more than half a foot.

In the exposed crevices of the bluestone slabs, there are many mossy plants growing tenaciously. It's like proof that the house is still alive.

Then the fat man suddenly pointed to a corner of the courtyard and said, "Look, how did that stone slab stand up?" ”

We followed the sound and found that in the afterglow of the setting sun, a stone slab was erected.

The third uncle was also more curious, and after shouting, he walked over to take a closer look.

We also hurried to follow.

As a result, when we got closer, we realized that this was not a stone slab laid on the ground at all, but a stone tablet.

Stele?

How can there be a stone monument in this courtyard?

Fat Dahai stopped, and the third uncle squeezed up from behind.

Fat Dahai and I stood behind the third uncle, looked at each other and found that each other's faces were ugly.

Because we coincidentally thought of the topic of the grave mentioned by the third uncle.

In front of the grave, there is usually a monument. And in front of the house where the people lived, there was also a stone monument.

We knew it was no coincidence.

The third uncle approached the stele, took out a flashlight from his bag, and looked at it carefully on the stele.

The third uncle's flashlight did not shine on the inscription on the front of the stele, but rubbed the surface of the stele with his hand. The stele is a little blackened throughout, the material is like stone and jade, the color is warm, natural, and has a simple charm.

However, the third uncle's hand just touched it for a while, and it was withdrawn as if it was electrocuted.

I looked strange and tentatively touched it with my hand. As a result, when I touched it, I also snorted, and my hand quickly retracted.

The stone was so cold that it was as if an ice needle had pierced its fingers, and the chill spread along the fingertips to the internal organs and cold to the bone marrow.

Fat Dahai's curiosity is not small, seeing our reaction like this, he also tentatively touched it, and the result was the same exclaim: "." What the hell is this? It's just a lump of ice, and it won't be so cold, right? ”

I recalled, this cold, it seems that I only felt it on the dressing mirror in the attic of Linjiang. At that time, it was because the female ghost of the Republic of China was hiding in the mirror. The coldness of this stele today is more serious than that of the mirror of the Republic of China.

The third uncle should not be able to say the origin of this kind of stone stele, but sighed: "Heaven and earth are big, natural creations, everything." This stone is certainly not an ordinary thing. ”

The third uncle shook his head as he spoke, and finally shone the flashlight on the front of the stone tablet.

Half of the stele was buried in the ground, with only half of it exposed. On the front of the half-section of the stele, two large characters are written. The third uncle looked at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize what the word was, so he hurriedly greeted me: "Come, eldest nephew, you are educated, see what kind of words are written here?" ”

I leaned over, but found that those two ancient characters were vigorous and powerful, and they were three points into the stone, but I recognized them for a long time, but I didn't recognize them. I just feel that this text is not our common language.

Fat Dahai and I both shook our heads.

The third uncle was suspicious, and went around to the back of the stele to look. As a result, there is more text on the back, which is the kind of dense small print. It's just that we don't recognize half of them either.

The inscription on the back of the stele is like a word, which is not within the scope of our cognition.

The third uncle's expression became more and more severe, holding a flashlight to shine on the stone tablet, and kept muttering: "Open your eyes, open your eyes......"

I was puzzled, so I hurriedly leaned up and asked, "Third uncle, what's wrong with you?" What eyes to open? What kind of text is this? ”

The third uncle said: "At first, I wasn't sure, but if you and the fat man don't know this kind of writing, then I think it's inseparable." ”

Fat Dahai and I were panicked, but when we saw this inscription, the fear in our hearts was quickly driven away by curiosity.

The fat man also asked impatiently, "Uncle Shi, do you know this kind of writing?" ”

The third uncle shook his head: "I don't know, but I think this should be a kind of Yin script." ”

"Yin ...... Yinwen? What is Yinwen? I asked.

"Yin Wen, also known as Yin Wen. As the name suggests, it is a text written for the dead to be used to communicate with the underworld. Therefore, ordinary people can't understand this kind of yin script at all. The third uncle explained.

"For the dead? There is still this kind of writing in the world, and people are dead

Can you still read the text? Fat Dahai exclaimed.

The third uncle nodded: "I don't know much about Yin Wen. I only know that the Yin text is said to have been obtained by a person named "Lu Duogong" from the underworld by chance. He spent decades sorting out the Yin text. He forgot to sleep and eat, and he forgot to concentrate on himself, and the manuscripts of the Yin script were piled up, filling a large room. The people in his family were very puzzled, and they all complained that he didn't do his job properly for a day, regardless of family affairs. He threatened to burn his manuscripts, lest he go mad. ”

(End of chapter)

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