Sixty-seven, the truth in the mural
"What's wrong?" I thought I had caused a big accident and hurt the door, so I hurriedly rushed in.
"Fuck, find a way out······ Finish. ”
The word "has" is still on the tip of the tongue, we have seen the terrain here, this is a dormitory, there is a sarcophagus in the middle of the dormitory, a hole was chiseled on the opposite side, behind the hole is the river, the cold wind in the river brush to drill inside.
"Some Japanese fled from here!"
"This is it, this is it!" Old man Zhuo suddenly flashed his flashlight and swept towards the corner of the ceiling of the dormitory.
I looked over there and found that the four walls of this dormitory were full of colorful murals, and the intersection of the wall and the ceiling was full of large green scale portrait tiles, which were carved with all kinds of portraits, as if the picture of life was in general, the old man said, the ancient tombs in the ancient barbarian area were different from the Central Plains, and the layout of the ancient tombs on our side was the Ming Palace, the Sleeping Palace, and the Matching Palace. But this side is different, there is a dormitory, and there will be a large number of records of the life of the deceased in the dormitory, whether it is portrait tiles or wall tile murals.
It seems that the rubble that Old Man Zhuo picked up in the Alkali Cha River was chiseled down by the Japanese when they broke through the walls of the dormitory and escaped. And according to the customs of the Yi people, that is, Gu Yelang, it is very likely that the owner of this ancient tomb is the person who paid tribute to the bronze tree of the Han Dynasty.
"Leave those tiles alone, teacher, come and see this mural." Chen Xiaofei waved his hand and beckoned us over.
After listening to Chen Xiaofei's words, we looked at the wall one after another, I also saw those murals before, but I just thought that there were too many murals in the ancient tomb, which was nothing more than a record of some ethereal things about ascending to the immortal realm, but when Chen Xiaofei reminded us and looked at it carefully, I couldn't help but gasp.
Unexpectedly, when we were all about to walk to this strange underground, we were extremely surprised to discover the truth of this world.
The four walls, except for the broken one, the remaining three sides contain everything about the Demon Eradication of Bimo, the Sacred Tree and Temple, and the origin of this world.
Of course, although the content of the mural can be understood, but if you don't substitute the culture, it seems that you don't know much about it, the old man Zhuo looked at it with a flashlight, and explained to us that it turned out that very early on, this place was the ancestral land of the Yelang people, that is, the Yi people, who spoke about Omi.
The ancestors of the ancient Yi people did not know how to learn the method of channeling, they may have come into contact with the heroic spirits of their ancestors on some occasions, and since then they have thought that this way of opening the door of the underworld is the way to enter the ancestral world. That is, the place where the ancestors lived. The way to get into that place is to find the "way you came".
The epic of the Yi people records that it is a void road that can return to the ancestral realm.
In other words, this place is an independent world, whether we call it the Mountains, the underworld, or the ancestral land. And the fog in Shimen Pass is the "original road" mentioned in Yi mythology. ”
The old man in the middle explained to us by the way why we saw so many hallucinations on the way here, because the original road is said to be an illusion in the ancient Yi language.
Back to the story in the mural, very early on, the first batch of Bimo came here to worship their ancestors, and then found the ghost cave, and a huge demon crawled out of the ghost cave, and after a fight, the first batch of Bimo who came in were all eaten. So there was no choice but to call for help, and then the picture came to the second mural.
Beneath the huge Tree of Babel is a temple filled with Bimo wearing hats. Those Bimo soon came to the ancestral land to fight the Han Demon, and finally fought with all their strength to suppress the Han Demon and build a temple in the ancestral land.
This is the scene of the frescoes I saw in the temple in the village.
But then, I finally understood that this was all an invasion. What is the ancestral land in this place, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is the lair of the rare demons, when the ancient Yelang was in the southwest region, constantly expanding his territory, and then discovered here, and the Japanese can find the same use value of this place, so they chose to occupy here.
Then there was a war on the ground, and the old man Zhuo said that it should be the war when Emperor Cheng of the Western Han Dynasty was peaceful, and Yelang Wang Xingtong coerced the surrounding 22 yi to rebel against the Han Dynasty.
Of course, the war ended with a massive rout of Yoro Kanetake. After the end of the war, most of the Yelang people were displaced, and a large part of them migrated to this place, because it was so secretive that if there was no fog at the stone gate, there would be no way for outsiders to enter, of course, unless they avoided the fog and dug through the mountain.
In this way, the Yelang people have multiplied here for several generations and lived a life like a peach blossom spring, but it is dark here all the year round, and they also want to go out and find the shelter of the sacred tree. So they demolished the secret room in the temple here, found Bimo's body, and found the map to the sacred tree from the box of Bimo's corpse.
There are only three murals, and the story is like this, in general, this place is born, not man-made, of course, it may also come from the ghost cave, in fact, in the end we didn't find out where the fog here came from, because the foggy Qiong Huang head we saw in the cave before was actually an illusion.
Yoro, like the Japanese, coveted the resources here before attacking them.
And the mural does not explain why all the Yelang people here disappeared overnight, nor where did the lynx come from.
In short, according to my guess, the formation of this place is still related to the ghost cave, and the ghost cave must be connected to some place, otherwise it would be impossible for Qin Ge to come back from the dead.
There is also the disappearance of those Yelang people, which should also be the reason for the ghost cave, this place is too mysterious, and the more you go to the end, the more you feel doubtful about life.
But the worms attached to human bones, and the giants.
"Open the coffin and see if there is a map that Bimo brought from the sacred tree!" I thought of something, and said to Menyue Bin and Old Man Zhuo.
"No way!" Old man Zhuo jumped out again and sang the opposite.
"What's wrong again?" I turned my head and glanced at him, really speechless, thinking that he hadn't suddenly remembered his identity, right?
Sure enough, he said with a straight look: "We don't have protective tools on hand now, and we can't open the coffin at will." ”
"Damn, I'll just take a look, the truth is likely to be in that coffin, and the map of the Heavenly Divine Tree is in the coffin!" I was a little excited, spread my hands, and repeated the words over and over again.
Old man Zhuo still shook his head and said, "Now that the contents of the coffin are opened, it is said that there are no protective measures, and the water vapor here is so large that it will inevitably corrode the cultural relics inside." ”
"Phew! Don't you remember when you were in front of the temple and holding on to the Type 92 infantry cannon to bombard? ”
"What?" When Menyue Bin mentioned this, I realized that it was Zhuo De who saved me with infantry artillery at that time.
"Can that be the same thing? At that time, human lives were at ······. ”
As we were talking, suddenly there was a grinding sound in our ears, we turned our heads to look at the source of the sound, and suddenly found that Qin Ge had actually pushed the coffin open when we were talking.