Hai Dongqing slowly drank the porridge in the bowl, and asked quietly: "Old man, where did your father meet this gentleman in your story?" ”

Old Man Chen didn't think much about it, and said inarticulately: "It's a barren mountain in the north, my father also took me up to see it, and it's still like that, just on the mountain behind the white sand." ”

"That's where the cemetery is?" I muttered in my heart: "But didn't the fat uncle see it?" ”

Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked at the fat uncle, only to see that he was chattering non-stop with a sudden realization, and his voice was very small, and I couldn't hear what he was talking about.

After dinner, the three of us went back to our rooms and began to discuss our next steps.

"I'll go to the mountains at night to look for it, the place that Old Man Chen said is probably really a bit mysterious below." Uncle Fat's Mandarin at this time is particularly standard, holding a ballpoint pen on a piece of white paper to compare, first drawing a mountain peak on the paper, and then drawing a few circles under the peak, while drawing, Uncle Fat explained to me: "I have always ignored the fact that the Broken can be hidden, although the ability to hide the Broken has been lost, but the original Qing Dynasty may not really have someone will." ”

"Look." The fat uncle pointed to the four straight lines in front of the peak: "This is the white sand land we saw." ”

As soon as the words fell, the fat uncle happily lit a cigarette and told us about his speculation.

Most of the ancients had a problem, that is, they had to make some on-site records in some "big projects", so that future generations could understand how these projects were built, who built them, and which big man ordered them to repair these things.

In addition to the tombs of Kaihuang Mausoleum, many ancient ruins have stone tablets, stone carvings, murals, etc., to record the situation when they built this ruins.

The stele we got back was not simple, and the "I" in the stele was probably the person who carved the stele.

The white marble stele will definitely not be thrown in the barren mountains for no reason, and no one will be idle to make a Qi Qi array to protect this thing, the reason why it is buried there is probably because the location of the Nurhachi False Tomb is also there.

Connecting the story told by Old Man Chen and the abnormal Qi Qi array, I am afraid that the place we are looking for is not far from us.

"The content behind it has been chiseled, and I can't guess what the specific content is, but I can guess a little." The fat uncle smiled, took out the white marble stele from his backpack, put the stone bead the size of a ping-pong ball on the table, and said word by word: "This is the key." ”

I frowned and picked up the stone bead and looked at it, secretly wondering in my heart what the fat uncle meant by the key.

In fact, this stone bead looks like an ordinary pebble to me, and the texture is the same as the stone tablet, which is white marble, and I really can't see anything strange if I don't look closely.

But when I put it under the lamp and looked at it carefully, I was overjoyed.

The surface of this stone bead has a layer of faint patterns, and at a glance you can see that the road is artificially carved, and the carving is very shallow and dense.

When I took a closer look, I realized that these are not just "patterns".

"Fu head, Fu guts" I muttered and looked at the stone beads, muttering to myself: "I am really a skill, I have carved so many charms, and that person is definitely a master of miniature carving."

As I spoke, I reached out and handed the stone bead to Uncle Fat: "Uncle Fat, can you see what these charms are for?" ”

"I can't see it." Uncle Fat's language mode seemed to have switched back again, only to see him fiddling with stone beads with his teeth, and shook his head: "Although I can't see the content of the four (what) things, I feel that these four (are) a key." ”

"You mean the kind of key that the old man told us?" I can't believe it, after all, the "key" that the old man said is very mysterious, looking at the stone beads engraved with charms, I can't think of it at all.

The practice of joint burial originated in the Neolithic Age, and most of them were buried together by people from the same family, or by a man and his wife and concubine.

The practice of joint burial after the death of husband and wife originated in the Western Zhou Dynasty and prevailed after the Western Han Dynasty.

This joint burial is easy for ordinary people, but it is not easy for some dignitaries.

Most of the powerful people hide heavy treasures in their tombs after their deaths, and in order to avoid being stolen by outsiders, they specially invited Taoist priests to protect the treasures in the tomb with yin and yang techniques, and even set up an extremely dangerous array, which basically belongs to whoever enters the tomb will die.

But they only thought of the front, but they never thought of the back.

When his wife died a few decades later, he had to be buried with his own corpse and bones, and the situation outside the cemetery became a problem.

The array is not a light bulb, how can you turn it on and off as you want?

There is no way to make the formation temporarily invalid, unless the formation is abolished, or a part of the formation is broken and forced in, there are almost no people who choose the former, and there are many who choose the latter.

Choosing the latter to break the game is also a not very smart choice.

After the tomb owner is buried with his relatives, the battle in the tomb is a defective product, and if future generations want to break this game, it is called an easy.

But if you don't lay it out at the beginning, but wait for your relatives to be buried with you before you lay it out, those powerful people are a little uncertain.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, if those tomb robbers take advantage of the fact that they are not buried with their families, they will get into it before the battle is laid out, and the treasures in the tomb will be cleaned

From a certain point of view, the service of Taoist priests is still very humane, in order to relieve customers' worries, they have researched such things as "keys".

Holding the key, it will not trigger the battle in the tomb, and it is a safe place within two zhang, which can be said to be a real talisman.

In ancient times, after those people took the key and carried the burial objects of the predecessors to the tomb, they would respectfully kowtow a few times in the tomb, take the key and exit the tomb again, and seal the tomb door.

As for the key, it will be completely destroyed by the relatives of the tomb owner after leaving the tomb gate, and it is impossible to survive in the world.

"Are all keys like this?" I held the stone beads with a puzzled look and pondered, grinning: "The shape is strange enough." ”

"There are many key styles, and these four (are) one of them." The fat uncle smiled.

My fingers holding the cigarette trembled violently, and I immediately turned my head to look at the stone tablet on the table, and I couldn't help but laugh when I looked at the three grooves behind the stone tablet.

"I see."

If it is really as Uncle Fat said, this stone bead is really the key needed to enter the tomb, I am afraid that the first two keys were taken away by the old lady.

Many seniors in the four years of the Republic of China took one.

In the fifth year of the Republic of China, the old lady went alone and took one.

"This is the last key," I smiled as I held the bead, but then became confused.

These buddies in the Qing Dynasty are also idle enough, they worked hard to build a fake mausoleum, and they also got the almost lost thing like the golden shroud to guard inside, and even the stone tablet is protected by a Qi Xi array, why do these masters want to leave the key for our descendants

Judging from the current situation, that group of masters of the Qing Dynasty definitely didn't want anyone to go in, otherwise why bother to get those ways to protect the Nurhachi Fake Mausoleum?

Hai Dongqing seemed to know what I was thinking, and shook his head: "We could have found the answer, but it was ruined." ”

"It's normal." The fat uncle nodded and said, not caring at all: "The hungry don't make movies, God can make the hungry people lucky to find this thing, and they still want to spread (what)?" Do you really think that the hungry have God's perspective? ”

After the fat uncle said this, we seriously discussed the details of the night, and when we all made up our minds, we went back to our rooms, slept peacefully and recuperated, waiting for the time to leave in the evening.

"It's going to be okay tonight, I always feel uneasy," I lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling quietly, feeling a little uncertain.

The old lady is such a powerful character, and we really feel like we are looking for death when we go in

Although the old lady doesn't know how to do the art of mountains and rivers, but

Damn, it's not reliable.

Just when I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, my phone rang suddenly, and I answered the phone without looking at it and put it to my ear.

"Hehe, surnamed Yi, guess who I am?" The person on the other end of the phone should be pinching his throat and talking, I was also in a state of confusion and a little sleepy, and I really didn't hear which grandson was pretending to be mysterious to me for a while.

"How the hell do I know who you are?" I scolded angrily, I understood at that time, people not only have the gas to get up but also insomnia, I haven't rested since last night, and it's normal to have a little big temper at this moment.

The person on the other end of the line choked and almost gritted his teeth, "Let me remind you, it's the best-looking one of your friends." ”

I was also happy to hear this, and without saying a word, I asked rhetorically: "Why don't you say that you are the ugliest one?" ”

"You're my brother!" The mysterious man revealed his true body, Zhou Yujia.

"You have to scold me behind my back across most of China, right?!" This is Zhou Yan, it seems that Zhou Yujia's call to me is in hands-free mode.

Seriously, I was a little flustered at the time, and my first reaction was not to explain, but to say something

"I'm grass, roaming!"

It's Tencent that is darker than the national football team, right? It's China Mobile that is darker than Tencent, right?

At that time, I really wanted to cry, because I knew that the balance of my phone bill was only two yuan, and I only received a debt collection text message from China Mobile yesterday, and it was estimated that I would have to stop as soon as I hung up the phone.

"Who are you grassing!?" Zhou Yujia roared on the other side of the phone.

"Grass you" I was distressed about the phone bill, and subconsciously said this, and the other end of the phone fell silent in an instant, there was no sound at all, no, there was a sound, I clearly heard Zhou Yan gritting his teeth.

"Brother Yi! You stinky rascal! Zhou Yujia roared angrily when he said this, and his voice was very loud, probably because he was angry.

"Where am I a hooligan?"

I grinned, my expression frozen, and suddenly I realized that something subtle had gone wrong.

"The surname is Yi, don't go back to Guiyang, or I'll kill you." Zhou Yan said to me gently, but I felt his murderous aura across the phone, I think, if I were in front of him, this grandson would really be able to eat me alive.

This situation must be explained, and if it is not explained properly, it will be a real death to go back.

"It's not!! I'm not grass for you!! I explained anxiously, but Zhou Yujia on the other end replied to me with three words over and over again: "I don't listen!" ”

When I got to the end, I could only explain to them with my profound knowledge and profound language skills: "That cursive word is a mood particle, not a verb you think, by the way, Xiao Zhou, remember to help me pay the phone bill, I'm going to shut down." ”

For a while, Zhou Yan's swear words turned over on the phone, and I was immediately scolded bloody.

"What the hell are you" (omit half an hour of expletives)

After being scolded gently and qualitatively by Zhou Yan, I quickly wanted to explain it to them.

But as soon as I heard Zhou Yujia's contempt, I burst into tears.

"Brother Yi! You stinky rascal! ”