Chapter 118: Come Home With Me
At this moment, it has been four days since my grandfather and them left the ancient city, they left the ancient city for two days, and returned to the ancient city for another two days.
Four days are added up before and after, and according to this time, the big boss of the sand wolf should have come to the ancient city. The sand wolf, the foreigner, the two groups should have already been in contact, and even had a fierce battle. This is also the reason why Xiao Laodao accompanied my grandfather and them for two days to return to the ancient city, and he skillfully grasped the time difference.
But at this time, there was no one in the ancient city, not even a corpse, which was a bit abnormal. Could it be that they have found the entrance to the ancient tomb, and both groups of people have entered the ancient tomb?
After my grandfather and a few of them entered the city, they led the camels to the place where the foreigners were resting, and they saw that the ground was clean, and even the shoe prints before were gone.
Xiao Laodao squatted down and stroked the sand on the ground, turned his head and said to my grandfather: "It seems that after we left, there were several strong winds in the city, and the wind and sand covered all the traces on the ground. β
My grandfather looked around, except for the sand, it was a dead air, and the whole city was obviously lifeless, not to mention people, even the dozen or so camels of the foreigners were gone, could it be that these camels also followed into the ancient tomb?
My grandfather asked Xiao Laodao, "Brother Xiao, what should we do now?" β
Xiao Laodao stood up from the ground, thought for a while and said: "You take Chu Jiu and them to look for them in the city, the sand wolf and those foreigners must have had a fight in the city, they will definitely have dead and wounded, see if you can find some clues, figure out who wins and who loses, and how many people are left." I went out of the city and asked the two people from the Western Regions to see what they knew. β
When my grandfather heard this, he asked Xiao Lao Dao puzzled, "Brother Xiao, do you also know Western Regions?" β
Xiao Laodao waved his hand, "That old man from the Western Regions knows a little bit of official language, maybe he can ask something, after half an hour, whether there is a harvest or not, let's meet here." β
After speaking, Xiao Laodao led his camel towards the city gate, and my grandfather took Xiao Chujiu and them around the city.
This city has not been specifically explained before, perhaps as Xiao Laodao said, it may be one of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions in ancient times. Just imagine, this is a country, all the people of a country live here, and the area of the city can be imagined.
According to my grandfather, there are nearly 1,000 houses in this city, there are two main roads, and these houses are divided into four parts in the southeast, northwest and northwest in the shape of "ten", the streets and alleys in the city, the roads are vertical and horizontal, countless, and each road is extremely similar, if you are not careful, you will get lost if you can't go far.
At the intersection of the two main roads, in the very center of the city, there is a huge palace-like building, with all the rooms round up and down, and from a distance there is a ring of tall walls, which is imposing. Standing in front of this palatial structure, I felt extremely small, obviously where their king lived.
My grandfather took Xiao Chujiu and them around and turned to the gate of this building.
At this time, my grandfather noticed a string of camel's hoof prints on the ground, although it had been covered with sand and was a little faint, but it was still faintly recognizable, and the hoof prints passed through the gate of the fence and walked all the way in.
After turning around for a long time, this was the only discovery, my grandfather motioned to Xiao Chujiu and them to follow, and he was the first to walk into the gate along the camel's hoof print.
Be brief. After entering the courtyard, in one part of the courtyard, there was an extremely strange building, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, trapezoidal, like a tower, which was three or four stories high, and the camel's footprints went straight into the tower gate.
My grandfather followed the footprints into the tower, the inside of the tower is as empty as a field, the whole tower is circular, like a tube, hollow, standing below can see the top of the tower at a glance, there is a circle of wooden spiral ladders around the tower wall, spiraling up, following the spiral ladder can go up to the top of the tower, but these spiral ladders have rotted, and it seems that people can not go up, but I don't know what this tower used to do.
At the innermost part of the tower, on the sand against the base of the wall, there was a camel that was still alive, and when he saw my grandfather and them come in, he looked back. The camel carried a half-deflated burden on its back.
Next to the camel, there is a series of human footprints, which lead to the tower. My grandfather followed the footprints and looked there, there was actually a stone door, there was no door frame on the stone door, there was a black hole inside, and the shoe prints walked through the stone door.
My grandfather walked a few steps to the stone door, and looked inside, it was pitch black inside, and the door was a step, and it felt like a step leading to the ground. My grandfather thought to himself, could it be that this is the entrance to the ancient tomb?
My grandfather took off the lantern from his camel's back and lit it, and carried the lantern to the stone gate, and sure enough, it was a step, one step at a time inclined downward, and there seemed to be a turn in the distance, which was estimated to be a spiral ladder.
My grandfather wanted to approach the stone gate to take a look, but at this moment, the little ghost monkey pulled the corner of his clothes behind him, and gestured that it was dangerous inside.
My grandfather asked, what is the danger inside. The little ghost monkey shook his head and waved his hand again, as if to say, but he couldn't express it with gestures.
Seeing this, my grandfather looked at Xiao Chujiu and them, and said to them: "I don't think it's too early, let's go back and discuss it with Brother Xiao." β
In the past three years, my grandfather has suffered several losses when robbing tombs, and he has changed the problem of reckless personal heroism, and he will think twice about everything.
A few people led the camel back to the place agreed with Xiao Laodao before, at this time, Xiao Laodao was already waiting there, and took back the big burden they brought before, there was not much water and food left, but the old wine was still there, and there were some small objects brought by Xiao Laodao, such as peach wood swords, old copper coins, talismans, paper burning, incense, etc., which were basically Taoist gadgets, obviously Xiao Laodao exchanged the burden on his camel with them.
After the convergence, my grandfather asked Xiao Laodao, "Did you ask anything from the mouths of those two people from the Western Regions?" β
Xiao Laodao said, "The big boss of the sand wolf has indeed arrived, and brought more than 30 people, before and after, they came a total of more than 50 people, on the third day of our departure, there were gunshots and fights in the city, it is estimated that the sand wolf group and foreign devils did it, but it didn't take long for the wind to blow in the city, and the fighting sounds stopped when the wind rose, and after the wind stopped, there was no movement inside." β
After Xiao Laodao finished speaking, he asked my grandfather, "Did you find anything?" β
My grandfather told Xiao Laodao about the stone gate he found.
Xiao Laodao said with joy on his face when he heard this, and said, "That must be the entrance to the ancient tomb!" β
My grandfather asked, "Did all these people go into the ancient tomb?" β
Xiao Laodao shook his head and said: "One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, I estimate that those foreigners have already killed all the people of the sand wolf, and as for the corpses of those foreigners, they may have been buried." Saying that, Xiao Laodao changed his words, "Don't worry so much, let's go to Shimen first and have a look!" β
Xiao Laodao's eyes were full of fiery heat that my grandfather had never seen before, which made my grandfather have a bad premonition.
My grandfather wanted to persuade Xiao Laodao, because it was already dark at this time, if it was an ancient tomb, it would be best to wait until tomorrow during the day, but seeing Xiao Laodao's excitement at this time, my grandfather swallowed the words back.
With Xiao Shiyi leading the way in front, several people came to the center of the city again.
However, before a few people could enter the courtyard gate, the wind suddenly rose, Xiao Laodao glanced at the sky, his face changed, and he shouted, "Not good!" β
Xiao Laodao's voice fell, and the whole city whimpered loudly, like countless beasts whimpering and crying, extremely terrifying, my grandfather and a few of them suddenly had a numb scalp and goosebumps all over their bodies.
Immediately afterwards, the yellow sand in the sky wrapped his grandfather and several of them, and there was a fishy smell in the dust.
I heard Xiao Laodao shouting, "Be careful of your neck!" β
Before my uncle could figure out what Xiao Laodao meant, he felt a chill on his neck, as if something was lying on it, and he raised his hand as if he was reflexively slapping it hard.
Before my grandfather could look down to see what it was, the dust suddenly enveloped him, and his mouth and nose were immediately filled with sand, and my grandfather hurriedly closed his eyes.
At this time, I heard Xiao Laodao shout again, "Take out all the bags I gave you." β
Hearing this, my grandfather covered the door with his clothes with one hand, and took out the small cloth bag in his arms with the other, and at this moment, a scream suddenly came.
In the chaos, I heard Xiao Laodao shout in pain, "The ninth day of the first month! β
At this time, the wind and sand have blown so much that my grandfather can't open his eyes, and his clothes are hunting, and the mud bodhisattva crosses the river, and he can't take care of others at all.
I don't know how long the wind and sand have been blowing, except for the crackling sound of gravel in my ears, it is Xiao Laodao's sad shout, obviously Xiao Chujiu has an accident.
After a long time, the wind and sand gradually subsided.
My grandfather shook the sand on his face, and when he looked around, he saw Xiao Chujiu lying on his back not far behind him, the skin on his face was shriveled and blue, his eyes were wide, and his eyes were full of sand, looking very terrifying, obviously he had been out of breath for a long time.
At this time, Xiao Shiyi pounced, Xiao Laodao saw this, grabbed him, Xiao Shiyi struggled a few times and didn't break free, he knelt on the ground and babbled and cried, tears falling down.
Although Xiao Laodao didn't shed tears, he looked at Xiao Chujiu's corpse and trembled, as if he was enduring his grief. Sister-in-law ||Pen|βThe last ghost hunter
When my grandfather walked slowly towards them, Xiao Shiyi whimpered and spread out one of his hands, crying even more sadly, in the palm of his hand, there was a small cloth bag.
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Shiyi gestured that he had lost the cloth bag on the road, and Xiao Chujiu stuffed his cloth bag into his hand.
When Xiao Laodao heard this, he took the cloth bag with trembling hands, looked at it, and touched Xiao Shiyi's head again, his lips trembled a few times, and two lines of muddy old tears fell......
In this situation, my grandfather's mood is also conceivable, the three of them get along with themselves day and night, just like a family, he and Xiao Chujiu and Xiao Eleven are even more like brothers.
My grandfather rubbed his sour nose, walked to his camel silently, and took out an empty bottle from the baggage, that is, those canned bottles, these bottles were not willing to throw away, and the food in them could be used to hold water after eating, and then took out a pile of burning paper from Xiao Laodao's baggage.
After placing the burning paper around Xiao Chujiu's corpse, he lit it with a match.
The burning paper was burning, and my grandfather pressed the bottle to Xiao Chujiu's eyebrows, bit his index finger and drew circles on the bottle, and said sadly in his mouth: "The soul of the dead is here, Xiao Chujiu listens to the order, enters the bottle, and follows me home ......"-The last ghost hunter-