Chapter 25: The Endless Loop
"No...... No, are there really ghosts? "I don't know if it's me and Ge Zhuang, even Lao Zhong is starting to be calm.
We always thought that there were ghosts before, but when the torch was lit and we realized that it was only the three corpses of the leper who had just made ghosts, we calmed down a lot, corpses and ghosts are two different things, the former can be done with only a shovel, but in the face of ghosts, we don't know how to fight.
Through the study of the strange cause of death of the three lepers, I came to the conclusion that there were ghosts under the tomb, and instantly pulled the two of them back into terror.
Ge Zhuang gritted his teeth and said Fuck his mother's eggs, what's wrong with the ghosts? There is always a first time in everything, we have been in the tomb for so long, and this female ghost has not appeared, but has found the bad old man of the leper head three to start, proving that ghosts are also afraid of people, we have nothing to be afraid of!
I said in a cold sweat, "Fatty, do you remember the grave road we walked through when we first went down the tomb?" Although the scale of this ancient tomb is not small, it is not particularly large, why we have walked for several kilometers, I guess that the evil spirit in this ancient tomb does not dare to appear in front of our three big men, but it knows that the ghost wall can trap us alive here.
"Come on, don't talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more evil it becomes, doesn't the old man often say that when you encounter a ghost building a wall, you just need to find a boy to pee everywhere?" Ge Zhuang has a big heart and preaches nonchalantly. Hearing this, Lao Zhong immediately cried and laughed, and said Fatty, let's three big men, where to find the boy?
Ge Zhuang smiled, pointed at me, and said Old Zhong, you may not know that the little pumpkin has not been stained with meat for more than 20 years, and it is still a young chick, and a bubble of children's urine that has been held for more than 20 years is the flavor of Laotan sauerkraut, why don't you let him give you a pee?
Lao Zhong's eyes widened, he looked at me in disbelief, and said Little pumpkin, I thought that you and Sister Chen Yun had ...... a long time ago, "Ma Dan, is it time to talk about this kind of thing?" "I'm so embarrassed that I can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, saying that Don't Niang is, it's very evil here, anyway, the thing is in hand, let's find a way out!
Ge Zhuang was not very happy, and said Little pumpkin, you see, how much is this broken antique worth? The three of us can't be separated, I see, we've already gone to the grave anyway, but grit our teeth and take a few more valuable things away?
I said fatty, don't be ignorant, Li Bing is a great man of a generation, we can't offend him to death, I just touched a broken terracotta figurine jar, and it caused such a * annoyance, it may be that this is the main owner reminding us not to go too far.
Lao Zhong said again, I feel that things are a little wrong, if the person buried under this big tomb is really Li Bing, the Taishou of Shu County back then, why did I hear the laughter of the female ghost just now? Ge Zhuang said Lao Zhong, what you said, Li Bing is a member of the feudal territory, what do you say, oh yes, the poor Dushan is in unison, Da Ze has a group of wives and concubines, what's wrong with a little lady in the tomb?
Lao Zhong shook his head and said I still think there is a problem, do you think, Li Bing is a Qing official, and it is recorded in historical records that he loves the people like a son, and he is very loved by the people of Shu County at that time, this kind of person should not use the way of martyrdom of the living, right? It can't be so coincidental that he and his wife died on the same day and were buried underneath.
Ge Zhuang said that the chaste martyrs in ancient times were very strong, and when their husbands died, it was not uncommon for their mothers-in-law to be martyred from time to time. Lao Zhong didn't speak, but his face kept looking a little puzzled, obviously Ge Zhuang's statement couldn't dispel all his doubts.
I said okay, now is not the time to talk about this, Li Bing's year of birth and death is unknown, modern archaeological records are not comprehensive, I can only speculate that he roughly lived in the Warring States Period, how did this guy die, where he was buried after death, there is no accurate record, and it is possible that this is not Li Bing's tomb at all.
Ge Zhuang said that the murals are not all recorded, how can it not be Li Bing?
I shook my head and said fatty, the Quartet was not stable during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and there was no so-called "China" concept, the situation was turbulent in those years, floods and wild beasts everywhere, and it was common to send big waters, and there was more than one Li Bing who controlled the water, but Li Bing's contribution was relatively large, so it could be remembered. Whether we have found the inscription or not, we can't determine the specific identity of the owner of this tomb for the time being.
Ge Zhuang felt reasonable, so he said forget it, the old saying is insufficient, since you all think that this tomb is evil, the fat man listens to you, anyway, the broken jar is worth a lot, it is enough to protect the capital, this trip is not too much of a loss, let's go, find a way out. The fat man just thinks it's a pity, we didn't even see the coffin.
Following Ge Zhuang's footsteps to the outside, my heart is also heavy, and I always feel uneasy, looking at the layout of the underground palace here, it is clear that it is the main tomb, but why I haven't found the coffin for so long, this makes me particularly puzzled.
We are not the first people to come in, it is reasonable to be the first to climb down by the predecessors, but no matter how thoroughly the predecessors stole and excavated, there should always be a few coffin boards, the line of inverted buckets has never heard of someone will be taken out of the ancient tomb with the coffin board, one is because of bad luck, it is not worth a few dollars at such a big price, and furthermore, the steps of this tomb road are narrow, and it is enough for two people to walk side by side, unless there is another robbery hole, otherwise there is absolutely no possibility of transporting it away with the coffin.
I always felt that I was missing some details, and this tomb is definitely more than it seems on the surface.
In my thoughts, Ge Zhuang had already led us up the steps, and then the faint light of the fire in my hand, I looked back and looked back, I don't know if it was an illusion, I always felt that in the deep darkness, there was always someone who seemed to be hiding in the dark and staring at me, the feeling of being like a thorn in the back was particularly uncomfortable, which made my spine cold.
After leaving the tombway, we walked back to the natural cave, where the old bell stopped, unwrapped the package, and handed each of us a bottle of mineral water. We squatted down and smoked a cigarette, and the old bell drank water to moisten his throat, and pointed to the tunnel in front of him, saying that further forward is the hellish passage, and we must take it down as soon as possible, and we can't go to the end in one go, maybe we will have to stay here forever.
Ge Zhuang and I thought so, drank enough water, squinted and took a nap, until we were full of energy, all three of us stood up, still the old clock took the lead, Ge Zhuang and I followed behind his ass to warn left and right, and the three of them rushed forward at a very fast speed.
There was nothing evil happening along the way, but the road under our feet never seemed to end, and we fell into that kind of dead loop again, as if we were standing in the same place and moving every time we went in that direction, and there was still a deep darkness all around, and the narrow and dark passage was like a python opening its mouth wide, lying in front of us and waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net.