As for the few of us, since we had just learned to ride a horse, we could not sit on the back of our horses, let alone gallop on horseback, so we could only hold the reins and let the docile horses walk on the grass with broken steps.

Mr. Sun didn't urge us, just walked slowly with us.

After a while, I saw two tall hills emerging on the opposite side of the horizon, and the canyon between the two mountains seemed to have been split with an axe to form a regular "V" shape, from which the stream flowed.

Mr. Sun raised his hand, pointed to the canyon in the distance, and said to us, "That is the Jizo Tomb." ”

Liang Houzai, who was next to me, asked Mr. Sun: "Is the Jizo Tomb related to the Buddhist Jizo King Bodhisattva?" ”

Mr. Sun nodded: "Yes, it is indeed related." However, the original meaning of Jizo was that it contained immeasurable seeds of good roots like the earth, but the seeds contained in Jizo's tomb were evil seeds. The reason why the ancients called it the Jizo Tomb is actually a kind of ideological sustenance, hoping that the King of Jizo Bodhisattva can dissolve the evil seeds inside with immeasurable compassion. Hehe, but it is precisely because of the filth and dirt hidden in this tomb that it has become one of the two major external illusory scenes. ”

I didn't understand what Mr. Sun meant: "What is the Outer Illusion?" ”

"There are two places dedicated to special training for you young people," Mr. Sun said with a little deep meaning: "Another external illusion scene is in the Tibetan area of Sichuan, that one is called the Great Yin Illusion, which was built on a great yin land, and this one is the Great Evil Illusion, which was originally the site of an ancient battlefield thousands of years ago. Speaking of which, in fact, it is still the underground tomb in front of me, which is more suitable for this special training. ”

Hearing Mr. Sun say these words, I was immediately full of interest in the Jizo tomb.

Just listen to Mr. Sun continue: "This place is close to the border of the Western Queen Mother Country, and there was a great war here during the Yin Shang era. According to some very old shamanic texts, several small nations participated in the battle, and they fought around the Jizo Tomb, and when several armies of hundreds of people fought together, the earth suddenly cracked, and a huge hole in the ground swallowed up all the soldiers and horses, and no one who participated in the battle was spared. Later, in order to commemorate the warriors in that battle, the people of the Western Queen Mother Kingdom built a mountain here with a large amount of soil as a tomb for the warriors, but when this earth mountain was just built, the earth suddenly shook, and the mountain cracked from it, forming the canyon in front of you, and the valley overflowed with a clear spring, and as time passed, the clear spring also became the stream in front of you. ”

Liang Houzai said on the side: "Are these history or myths? How do I feel like a mythical story, besides, the Queen Mother of the West is also a mythical person. ”

Mr. Sun smiled and said, "The Queen Mother of the West may be a person in mythology, but the Mother Country of the West is real, including the Soul Village, and many ancient sects should have relevant records of this ancient country." Speaking of which, when I first heard this story, I thought it was just a myth, but when I entered the Jizo tomb, I realized that things were far from being as simple as I thought. You haven't asked me so much, there are some things that you will naturally understand when you enter the tomb. ”

Mr. Sun aroused our curiosity, but many words were half covered and half covered, which made our hearts itch.

Even Liu Shangang, who had never been able to interject at such times, asked him: "What's in the tomb?" ”

Mr. Sun showed a playful smile: "There are all that should be, and there are also things that shouldn't be." ”

It seems that he is not going to say anything, and the three of us are not only itchy in our hearts, but even the roots of our teeth are a little itchy, but if he doesn't say it, we can't do anything but try to loosen the reins and let the horse go faster.

Mr. Sun probably saw that we were anxious, and said: "This tomb was also rebuilt by your Soul Village back then, to be exact, it was rebuilt by people from the Yuxian lineage, and I estimate that only the people of the Yuxian lineage have the ability to rebuild such a tomb." The purpose of rebuilding this tomb was to make it a special training base, and I, the messengers, were the caretakers of the two outer illusory scenes. ”

I couldn't help but ask Mr. Sun: "Mr. Sun, I always heard you say that you are a messenger, what is your messenger doing?" Which sect do you belong to? ”

"Messenger is a profession, there is no sect." Mr. Sun smiled and said, "The main responsibility of us messengers is to have a foresight of the imminent great turmoil in the world, convey the news to the people of various sects, and let them gather at our hall. Speaking of which, the messenger's old hall has not been used for more than a hundred years. ”

Liang Houzai asked, "Where is the entrance of the messenger?" ”

"Where it should be," Mr. Sun said. Hehe, don't ask, I won't talk about this matter, the courier's hall will only be known by the courier when it should be known, and the courier will notify the heads of the major sects. Moreover, we messengers actually rarely deal with people in the sect, and Lao Chai and his gang are a rare exception. If you go any further, you'll be scared, so let's all come down. ”

As he spoke, he turned over and dismounted, and we all came down with him.

After dismounting, Mr. Sun said to us: "Only by following the stream can we find the tomb of Jizo, and Lao Liu's ethnic group is the river keeper to prevent outsiders from finding the cemetery along the stream." In addition, there is also such a stream in the Tibetan area of Sichuan, and the source of the stream is the Dayin Phantom Scene, where another branch of Lao Liu's ethnic group guards the stream. Every winter, the two streams dry up for no apparent reason, and at that point, their population migrates to the winter pastures. ”

I asked Mr. Sun, "In that case, there is no one guarding the stream, what if someone enters the tomb?" ”

Mr. Sun shook his head: "I also asked Lao Liu about this matter, but Lao Liu said that their tradition is like this, in winter it is absolutely not to guard the stream, at that time, the people who entered the tomb of the underground are all because of karma and enter the tomb, whether they can come out or not depends on personal creation, and it has nothing to do with Lao Liu's ethnic group." ”

As he spoke, Mr. Sun let go of the reins of his horse, and his black horse "Herod" screamed for joy, and spread his legs and ran into the distance, and Mr. Sun told us to let go of the horses and let the horses play by themselves for a while.

I was worried that the horses would not come back if they ran away, but Mr. Sun said, "The horses of the old Liu family are all spiritual, don't worry, they will definitely come back before the sun sets." ”

I was skeptical of Mr. Sun's words.

But seeing the horses galloping happily across the pasture made me feel happy, and even though I had only been riding for a day, I already had feelings for the little brown horse under my seat.

Luo Fei came up to me, looked at the horses running farther and farther away, and said to me with a smile, "They seem to like this kind of unrestrainedness." ”

I also turned my head and smiled at Luo Fei.

Walking on the grass was a little more strenuous than walking on flat ground, and we were not fast, and it took us nearly twenty minutes to reach the vicinity of the canyon.

Xian'er was standing not far from us, and her horse didn't know where to go.

When she saw us walking towards her, she beckoned to us, and Mr. Sun shouted at her, "Where is your horse?" ”

Xian'er responded from afar: "I don't know where to go to spread joy." It says it will come back before the sun sets. ”

Mr. Sun nodded and said nothing more.

When we came to Xian'er's side, Xian'er came to us and said, "This canyon is so weird, I just went in for a while, and I have a feeling that I can't put it into words." ”

I asked her, "How do you feel?" ”

Xian'er glanced at me: "I can't say anything, you still ask!" ”

At this time, Mr. Sun turned around and told a few of us to follow him, and warned us not to speak until we entered the tomb.

Soon, we entered the entrance to the canyon.

There were no stones to be seen on the walls on both sides of the canyon, only mud and green vegetation, but there was not a single vegetation under our feet, all loose yellow sand, and the source of the stream was a spring gushing in the yellow sand.

The amount of water gushing out of the spring is sufficient, indeed enough to irrigate the stream that runs through the pastures.

As we went deeper and deeper into the canyon, I also had a weird feeling.

I felt as if I had some kind of slimy liquid attached to my body, and when I lifted my legs and shook my arms, I could feel a hint of resistance in my joints, and a greasy feeling.

And the deeper you go into the heart of the canyon, the stronger the sensation becomes.

When we were about to reach the end of the canyon, Mr. Sun, who was walking in front, raised his right hand and motioned for us to stop.

After that, he walked to the mountain wall on the left, patted the ground with his hand, and let out a strange "purr" sound from his mouth.

After a while, Mr. Sun quickly left the mountain wall, and then I saw that where he was standing, the yellow sand on the ground was rapidly sinking, gradually forming a hole with a diameter of about one meter.

Mr. Sun waved at us, and then jumped into the hole.

We quickly followed his footsteps and leaped into the hole.

The depth of this cave is only about two meters, after I landed, I looked around, only to find that in the east, west, north and south directions, there is a man-made tomb road, those tomb roads are built with very wide stone bricks, because no one has been tended for many years, in the gap between the stone bricks has grown vegetation.

It wasn't until everyone had come in that Mr. Sun took a flashlight from his backpack and illuminated one of the tombs, where in the area covered by the beams of light, there was a stone tablet with a very rough workmanship written on it: "壹".

Seeing the words on the stele, Mr. Sun nodded with satisfaction, and then he turned off the flashlight, raised his head, and snapped his fingers twice at the hole not far above our heads, still making that strange "purr" sound in his mouth.

As we watched, the hole above our heads spontaneously and slowly shrunk, and as it closed completely, the world around us became pitch black.

However, this darkness did not last long, and soon, the rows of torches in the tomb were lit up in a certain order, and the soft yellow light instantly illuminated the tomb road.

Mr. Sun let out a sigh of relief and said to us, "Okay, now I can speak." ”

Liang Houzai asked Mr. Sun, "Why couldn't you speak just now?" Is there anything special about it? ”

Mr. Sun shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't know, this tomb was rebuilt by people from the Yuxian lineage, and the rule that you can't speak before the tomb door is closed is also set by them." As for why, I don't know. ”