Chapter 17: Life is Death
In an instant, I saw layers of smoke rising from the waterhole, as if a gust of wind swayed from the secluded place, rolling up the fog and rushing towards the top of the tomb.
Under the smoke, the water gradually bubbled, and then gradually made a splash, and the whole pool water was boiled.
"Whew!" There was a roaring sound in the middle of the smoke, as if a monster had been torn apart, and the smoke was at its peak at this moment.
"Haha! Do you know how powerful your grandfather Mao is? Mao Zheng saw the churning pool of water, and the fog was swirling in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel indescribably happy.
Gradually, the howl of the devil and the wolf died down, the mist gradually drifted away, and the waterhole returned to calm. But I saw dozens of white bones slowly emerging on the water, which ...... This...... Mao Zheng carefully inspected under the light of the green candle, the ghost shadow had long since disappeared, but the floating white bones made people feel cold.
There was no sound, everything was so silent, the more Mao Zheng looked at it, the more he felt that these white bones were so similar to the golden bones of the ghost Taoist ten years ago, and he couldn't help but use a wooden sword to cut over one of them, and looked at them carefully, but there was no result after all. Don't think about it, where did the white bones that Master Wuyazi once hugged come from? What does it have to do with that ghost Taoist? And how similar are the dozens of bones here? Everything that has nothing to do makes Mao Zheng think.
It's been ten years, and Wu Yazi didn't talk about the events of that night, but just told Mao that he was letting him watch a lively scene on the way. couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it anymore, and now he had only one purpose in his heart, to find Qin Shuyuan.
As he climbed the stairs, the dry bones slowly sank. In the end, there was not a single dry skeleton left, and it seemed that nothing had happened.
The secluded tomb is air-conditioned, the light cannot shine, and it seems to be the same as the netherworld.
Another passage appeared on the steps, and there was a light flickering at the end, and Mao Zheng couldn't help but be happy. All the way over, passed by the snake house, fell into the ghost pool, where did you see a glimmer of light?
Mao was passing through the passage quickly, only to see a spacious and circular hall in front of him. The circle represents Tai Chi in Yi Xue, and represents the supreme principle between heaven and earth. On the wall of the rotunda, there are eight passages leading to this place, and above each passage there is a stone trough with a finger-thick wick on it, which is emitting an orange light.
Is this the eternal lamp that is said to be unextinguishable for thousands of years? This is the first time Mao Zheng has seen this kind of legendary thing. The green candle in his hand was like a firefly in this bright hall.
Isn't the everlasting lamp shining on the owner of the tomb? It stands to reason that this spacious hall should be the main cave, but there is no coffin here. Is there another mystery? Mao Zheng couldn't help but wonder.
Looking around, except for the eight-door passage, there was nothing special, and Mao Zheng couldn't help but look up at the top of the tomb. The top of the tomb seems to be extremely high, and it is impossible to see the top under the lamplight, only deep darkness.
His eyes were wide open, and Mao Zheng raised his head again, but in the deep darkness, there was only a cloud of gray yin qi wandering.
Belch! Mao Zheng then thought, why is the yin in this yin and evil land gone? It stands to reason that there should be an overwhelming gloom in this tomb.
Thinking of the time when he was with Qin Shuyuan last night, the sky-high yin and the haze that the yin qi turned into, Mao Zheng had a feeling of hallucination.
No matter what, according to the tomb in front of them, which only has a little bit of yin qi in front of them, Qin Shuyuan and they should be very safe, and they will not encounter very danger. Especially when I entered through the door of death, it was so difficult. Then Qin Shuyuan, Li Yong, who entered from the door of birth, should also be safe. I just don't know where the two are, maybe they're discovering something valuable.
Mao Zheng was thinking about it while researching from these eight doors, if he wanted to find Qin Shuyuan and the others as soon as possible, then he had to find the door that corresponded to Qin Shuyuan's entry. The eight doors are in the ten stems of the heavenly branches, corresponding to A, B, C, D, G, XIN, NON, and DE. In the earthly branch corresponds to Zi, Yin, Mao, Si, Wu, Shen, You, Hai. Yu Qimen corresponds to rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and open. Qin Shuyuan and the others entered from the Shengmen, and they cooperated with today's sexagenary branches, and it was the Yinmen that was opening at that time. Just like when you enter, the pattern of the stone gate is a snake, for the si. Then when Qin Shuyuan came in, the stone gate should be the white tiger. He marked the entrance of the passage where he entered, found the gate according to the division of heaven and earth, and went in.
As soon as you enter the passage, only the green candle in your hand is flickering. In the dim candlelight, Mao was walking out of this passage. Outside the passage is somewhat similar to when he came, still a staircase. Just go down the stairs, and instead of a pool, it's a patch of sand.
Mao Zheng grabbed a handful of sand with his hand, the sand was very soft, and it slipped through his fingers and fell to the ground without realizing it. Quicksand! This is even more dangerous than the waterhole, and if you step into it, you will inevitably sink into it and cannot extricate yourself. This is a certain death! Mao Zheng couldn't help but think of Qin Shuyuan and the way they were sinking slowly in it, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.
Qin Shuyuan, are you really dead like this? The dead can't even keep their bodies?
"Qin Shuyuan, Li Yong!" Mao was a little unwilling to see the death in front of him, so he shouted.
"Qin Shuyuan, master, I'm here! Are you still alive? ”
There was no answer, only constant echoes, and Mao Zheng sat on the steps. If you can't find Qin Shuyuan and the others, then what's the point of your trip? If Qin Shuyuan had already died in distress, then what was the point of disgusting her if she thought about it?
Is life or death? I really can't figure it out. Obviously, it is the door of life to come in, but it is a dead end. And he is obviously a dead end, but he has come to the present.
In the sadness, Mao Zheng suddenly realized that there was no cliff that once said: life is death, death is life. Life is the beginning of death, but death is for rebirth.
If only I could escape! I really want to see what is buried in the sand? At this time, Mao Zheng was really 'hating less when he used it'.
"Ahh A scream echoed through the air.
"Dr. Qin, help." Another echo of a shout.
Mao Zheng raised his head sharply and listened carefully. I don't know where the voice came from just now, but he heard it clearly, it was Li Yong calling out to Qin Shuyuan.
Not dead! All are alive.
Mao Zheng couldn't cross the quicksand, so he couldn't help but return to the brightly lit hall, looked at the top of the tomb, and shouted: "Qin Shuyuan, Qin Shuyuan!" ”
"Ahh Who's calling me? Qin Shuyuan's voice came down from the top of the tomb.
"It's me, it's you, master, and me." Mao Zheng heard Qin Shuyuan's echo, and couldn't help but heat up in his eyes, and his voice was a little choked.
"Bastard, how did you get in?" Qin Shuyuan's voice echoed.