The next morning, I woke up early, and my second uncle said that we would go down to the cave today, so I thought about it and prepared to prepare. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Actually, I got up to see if I could get a reason not to go down, people said that there were ghosts in that building, and the second uncle had to go down, I don't know what to do. As for the left and right saying that I have to go down, fart, he will do whatever he says, of course, at this time, it is still important to save his life, I, as a person, am very afraid of ghosts, especially afraid.

I picked up a branch and squatted on the open space next to the tent, thinking, "Big nephew, why did you get up so early" The second uncle's voice came from behind me, and then, when I turned around, I saw left and right, fat people, beauties, and Erzhuang also came out of the tent one after another.

"Ha, I'll get up and prepare, prepare, prepare," I replied. But I thought in my heart, "Allow his grandmother to have a leg, Lao Tzu doesn't want to go down, there are ghosts down there", and then the second uncle and the fat man went to be busy Zhang Luo to eat all the time, and the left and right may have seen my thoughts, and came over and said: "Only you can get the copper piece back, so you have to go down, without the copper piece, you can't live in the future, so don't think about escaping." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Huh? I know, "Anyway, I'm so unhappy in my heart, die, die again, just let me die now." "I can't help it, anyway, it's all dead horizontally and vertically, and I'm unlucky to change my way every day" I'm a person, I really haven't thought about being a genius or a hero in my life, I just thought about the age and married Cuihua in our village and gave birth to a big fat boy, just like this, it's good.

After breakfast, we prepared early, the second uncle as the leader, so with the guy on the other side to explain the specific division of labor, this trip, I don't know what the situation is, so in addition to the left and right, I, the fat man, the second uncle, the beauty, the second Zhuang six of us, the second uncle took two usually more capable guys down, this tomb is like this, people are not many, but fine.

We pulled away the weeds at the entrance of the cave, and the second uncle had already told the man in advance to simply clean up the tunnel in the blood cave, so this road was not difficult to walk.

"Second uncle, you see there are footprints here," Er Zhuang said, pointing to the corner of the blood cave tunnel. In fact, according to my observation, this cave is very damp, when I first came in, I felt that the fog in it was messy, and I didn't walk long, my hair became damp, and the ground in this cave was full of puddles and big mud, messy, and Erzhuang could still see the footprints It was really a god.

"Second uncle, do you think these footprints were left by the group that grabbed the copper piece?" I now want to get the copper piece back quickly, or I don't have a bottom in my heart, so I casually asked the second uncle.

"I don't know, let's go in and have a look, since they brought us here, I want to see what secrets are here," the second uncle replied.

"Door, stone door, look," Brother Beauty shouted as he walked quickly.

Everyone approached and looked, there was a huge stone gate standing at the end of the blood cave, and the stone gate should have been a complete ancient mural, stunned as if it had been split into three parts by lightning, seeing this, I couldn't help but think of the Sifang Village where the second uncle and grandfather had been, and the murals in the ancient tomb of the Sifang Village were like this. In fact, long before coming to Qinghai-Tibet, my second uncle and I had studied the murals copied by the second uncle and grandfather in the ancient tombs of Sifang Village, speculating that it may belong to the Tubo Dynasty, and speaking of the murals of the Tubo Dynasty, in fact, I want to talk more about the Vimala Sutra in the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang.

The so-called sutra change painting refers to the use of a portrait to express the ideological content of a Buddhist scripture, and all portraits made according to the Buddhist scriptures can be called "change". And this kind of warp painting is most often seen in Dunhuang murals. During the reign of the Tubo Dynasty in Dunhuang, most of the murals were created by local craftsmen, because the Tubo Dynasty at that time respected religious beliefs and Tibetan Buddhism, coupled with the cultural exchanges with the Han Dynasty, so the creation of murals did not appear to be a big deviation in the period before and after the reign. But at this time, although the murals on the stone gate we see belong to a kind of Sutra painting, the characters are extremely strange and distorted, and the front part belongs to the content of the Sutra of Amitayus, but the latter part of the painting is completely different.

Speaking of murals, in fact, this mural is familiar to us. First of all, the mural above shows a group of 8 people, these eight people are wearing tight-fitting robes, the sleeves of the robe are narrow and long, and the left side is not collared, which is the unique costume of the Tubo Dynasty. Then there is a high mountain running east-west on the picture, green and secluded, I have seen many green and secluded places, but the color of this mountain always makes me feel strange, not so much strange, but familiar, just like the wrench that the second uncle used to wear on his hand or the color of the chain on the left and right necks. Then the eight people took the jar and walked up to the altar, and the pattern on the jar and the pattern on the copper sheet and the pattern of the carved ancient building are extremely similar, "Ganoderma lucidum", "peony", "Buddha's hand", "auspicious clouds", "Eight Immortals on the longevity map", the queen mother's birthday star is in the center, the eight immortals float to the banquet, lying and jumping in different postures, and then a lightning suddenly appeared on the picture, and the place where the lightning giant light split turned into a piece of ashes, suddenly, the surrounding space began to change, as if a pair of hands tore out a crack in the space, The crack then swallows up the surrounding scenery, and then everything around it disappears, and the picture becomes calm, as if nothing had happened.

This is not strange, strange is that the other part of the mural of the stone gate is painted with a lot of small people in different postures, there are four pictures of such small people, the first is a person holding a long whip in his right hand, pulling an iron chain in his left hand, and the other end of the chain is tied to a rickety figure lying on the ground, the picture is a river of blood, the second picture is only a tree, this tree is covered with upside-down spikes, and the spikes are full of one rickety person after another. I looked down, and the third picture was a bronze pillar, which was burned red, with two rickety men tied together and hanging upside down on a fiery red bronze pillar, and this last little painting, in which there was only one mortar in the middle of the place, and thousands of such rickety people kneeling around the mortar. Shimen is a total of these contents, strange and strange, anyway, the world is big, mysterious places are always young and old, maybe every place has this secret or inextricable connection.

"Second uncle, let's fry it," the fat man suddenly interrupted my thoughts as soon as he spoke.

"Hasn't anyone been here before? If the door wasn't broken, how did they get in? Er Zhuang asked.

"It must be next to it, there is a hole next to it, you are stupid," Senior Brother Meiren'er said next to Er Zhuang.

"They, from here, go in," we were studying here, when we saw the left and right pointing to a small hole on the left side of the stone gate. In fact, since I went down the hole, I have secretly observed that the people on the left and right, since entering the hole, have clenched their fists with both hands, and the green tendons have protruded. "Hey, since you're so scared, what can you do, it's so easy to talk outside, but you're also afraid of ghosts," I thought to myself.

The fat man lowered his head and used a searchlight to shine into the hole, and found that the edge of the hole was full of traces of gunshots and bullets, "His grandmother's, it's really a good idea for others to get on the ground, you guys go quickly, the fat boy and the baby will be moved away in a while" The fat man shouted at the entrance of the cave, this fat man, his head is full of his big baby.

"Why are there so many traces of bullet friction?" I thought to myself what the hell is going on here, as soon as I get into the hole, I shoot it, there can't really be a ghost, but this ghost doesn't seem to be afraid of guns.

The fat man went to the cave first, ", this, this, what is this" The fat man exclaimed, I have seen so many worlds, but this ········ It's impossible."

We heard what the fat man said, so we immediately followed into the cave to see, "My mother, I quietly looked at this ancient building, oh no, this can't be called a building, to be precise, it seems to be the round and thick chimney in the factory, this thing and the ancient building we saw on the copper sheet have already been 108,000 miles away, each layer is lined with crimson bricks, layer by layer, dozens of battles high, and the ancient building is arranged in a strange way, large and small, The tall and short are staggered and arranged in a scene that is higher than the other, and the bottom of each building is raised several centimeters by the boulder, and the more it extends upward, the narrower it becomes, there is no window, no door, no gun hole, I can't help but remind me of the plateau watchtower that I once saw.

The plateau watchtower is the ancient cultural heritage of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, but it was originally a good cultural relic, there are indeed many ancient and mysterious legends, the legend that this plateau watchtower was actually used to worship the gods in ancient times to suppress demons. In the Zhaba Tibetans, this building is mainly used to worship the gods, in the past in southern Tibet, many demons and monsters came to invade, and the local residents were difficult to resist, so they selected two brothers from the local people as the leader, built a watchtower, put a butter lamp in the building, this lamp can burn for a year, in this way to pray for the coming of light, and until now, Tibetans in many areas still place eggs and other food during the Chinese New Year to sacrifice, summon the affirmation, resist the darkness.

"What the hell is this? Isn't it a carved ancient building? Tweed? What about the building? What the hell is this? The fat man said, pointing to the thing in front of him. Erzhuang and the beauty heard the fat man say this, and they also followed suit.

"Left and right, do you see the flowers? I turned my head to ask left and right, and caught a glimpse of the second uncle pouting his ass and pulling out the tools that the guy brought in in in the back of Erzhuang.

"No, I don't see it," he replied.

"Second uncle, do you think we are looking for a mistake, or is it that the copper sheet is wrong? This is not a carved ancient building, but the painting on the door seems to be on the right side again," Er Zhuang said towards the side where the second uncle was.

"Second uncle, what should we do now?" I saw that the second uncle didn't respond, so I asked again.

Still didn't respond, "Second uncle? Second uncle? Second uncle, what are you doing? As I spoke, I went straight to the side where the second uncle was just staying to take a look.

"Second uncle... It's gone, the second uncle is gone" When I ran over there, let alone the second uncle, I didn't even see a figure, I shouted at the fat man left and right, although the second uncle was staying here was very dark, but just now we all saw the second uncle standing here, especially when I saw the second uncle still pouting his ass and turning things, how could he turn around and turn around, the second uncle was gone.

"One-seven, you... Don't... ······" I was just about to walk back to find the left and right and the fat man, when I heard the left and right say to me, he took the searchlight and shook it a few times in the corner of my side, and then I heard the fat man say next to him, "Oh, I'll go to his grandmother's, what the hell is this" After saying that, he looked behind me and looked left and right.

"The ghost? Is it a ghost? Left and right, you are talking" I saw that the fat beauties on the left and right, Er Zhuang and the two guys of the second uncle, were standing there motionless, and I knew that there was no one behind me.

"I don't know, it's not a ghost, don't move," he said.

Talking left and right, let the fat man pick up the gun and aim in the direction behind me, and slowly move towards me step by step, "Things seem to be a little unexpected," muttered as he walked left and right.

However, it didn't seem a little unexpected, but it was completely out of control the moment we entered the hole.