Chapter 42: The Funeral Village

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The first village at the foot of this hillside is not large, and at a glance, it is almost as far as the naked eye can see.

It's just that the peach blossom tree in front of you is a peach blossom, yes, but the village in front of you ...... Like a village but not like a village, like a small town and not like a small town.

We are in a high place, looking down, about to distinguish some situations, the scattered residents on the periphery, built a general thatched hut around the house also to a low fence, on the side of some cowsheds, pigsty or something, in the center of the house style is much more trendy, abandon the bamboo thatch, the use of green brick wall.

Further inside, the degree of sophistication of the houses has improved significantly, in addition to the basic houses, there are also some two-story buildings, more shopping streets, such as road pavilions, theaters and temples and other facilities. The entire cityscape is planned in a radial shape, and in the center stands a landmark building that looks like an imperial residence.

Specifically, this is not like a village or a market town, but like a country, streamlined, streamlined after streamlining to the bottom of this valley to the feeling of being stuffed into this valley, although the sparrow is small, from the top down it looks like a model of a town.

Yes, it's like a model city, because there's nothing damn quiet in this place, and at this moment all I hear is the breathing of the other two, as if the wind hasn't even stayed here.

We're still some distance away from the residential gatherings, but not enough to feel the boisterous smell of people. What drifts here is not the tranquility and tranquility of the fields and farmhouses, but the ...... The dead silence of the empty desert.

"Yang Qian's cuisine." I called her stunned.

"How?" She replied to me in a daze.

"Did you say you were on time for the explosion? The last time I said I wanted to see a live mermaid, I really saw it. This time, you guessed that Feng Xin went to the Peach Blossom Spring, he really came, and you really said it." As I spoke, I gestured my hand to the sign of the pentagram at my feet.

"It seems to be...... That's right." She also bled her cheeks and stared at the symbols at my feet.

", you're talking."

"What did you say?"

"Come on, Chen Yunran will win tens of millions of lottery tickets and live in a mansion." I forced her to speak.

"Chen Yunran will win tens of millions of lottery tickets and live in a mansion. Yang Qian will win tens of millions of lottery tickets and marry a rich and handsome man." She is also very cooperative, not only saying but also yelling, plus adding her own wishes.

"Good." My heart rejoices.

Ziche squinted at us and slowly spat out two words, "Sick."

"You don't understand." She accused.

"That's right." I'll help.

He shook his head and left us and walked to the nearest farmhouse.

The closer we get to those farmhouses, the more cold hairs stand on end, it stands to reason that as long as there are people living, there should be some traces of life, the road under our feet does not even have traces of pulling ox carts, and the natural sounds such as cooking smoke and feeding chickens that farmers should have are free, and the whole environment is quiet and weird.

"Who!" Qian Yu suddenly drew his knife and put on a vigilant posture, startling me and Ziche.

Especially Ziche, he quickly lowered his body and pressed his hand on the knife, a pair of black eyes swept around sharply, I don't know what they found, so I had to squat with my head in my hands, and finally he fixed his gaze in the same direction as Qiancai.

After a while, they both lowered their weapons at the same time and exchanged glances with each other.

"The man wasn't breathing." Qian Yu Zhengse said.

"Indeed." Ziche also frowned.

I can guess there should be someone in the corresponding direction of the two of them, but that person seems to be dead? At this moment, the car leaned forward with an arrow step, and Qian Shi tapped me on the shoulder, hinting that I should go over and have a look.

After looking over a few trees, I found that there was indeed a vague figure in front of me, and I thought it could be Feng Xin. Seeing that the car had already walked next to the figure, he turned to look at us with an indescribably bizarre expression.

Seeing us approaching, the car gestured back with his thumb and told us to see for ourselves. The man behind him was a woodcutter, chopping wood, but the woodcutter remained motionless and maintained the position of the woodcutter just chopping down, and did not change as we approached.

I thought to myself, did I give people some immobilization spells or something, and went around to the woodcutter to take a look, I almost didn't look stupid, this woodcutter was actually a clay figurine, with a smile on his face, but in my opinion, it was a terrible and weird smile.

In a village that is so quiet, there is a smiling clay figurine placed in the mountain...... How can there be such a bizarre thing.

"Isn't it like this for the whole village? Could it be that this is really a model village." I looked at the woodcutter's clay figurines and began to talk to myself. At this time, I noticed that there was a word on the boot on my right ankle, which I couldn't read, so I raised my hand and beckoned the car to come.

"Hey, come and see, what did he write?"

He happened to light a cigarette and I caught it, so he threw the cigarette case over before slowly walking to the place where I was squatting, he took a puff of cigarette and slowly removed his hand from his face, "Towel, the words engraved on his feet are called towel, towel of towel."

"Towel? Is there any point?" I also lit a cigarette and asked puzzled.

Ziche closed his eyes and pondered, leaned his body on the tree and smoked by himself, ignoring my question.

"It's the person who made this clay figurine, just like writing calligraphy." This time, she replied to me, and then she murmured, "This is very similar to the tomb of Qin Shi Huang."

"What?"

At first, I didn't understand the meaning of the food until we visited several homes and reached the city center.

There are people in every house, but they are not people, all of them are clay figurines like the woodcutter, some are standing in the pigsty to feed the pigs, some are farming in the fields, there are women cooking food in the kitchen, and there are old people playing chess and children chasing and playing in the yard. Some of the people in the big family were drinking tea in the hall, some were cleaning the courtyard, even all the buying and selling in the market were gathered, even there were people singing on the stage, there were officials in the government, horses in the stable, fish in the pond, and a few stray dogs on the shore.

The details of a country have not been lost at all, and it can be said that the people of the whole country have done their duty, and in this town, as long as they are not living creatures, they are definitely one-to-one, and they are moved in the same way.

And the most bizarre thing is nothing more than that those clay figurines have a weird smile, and there is a limited number of colors on the clay figurines, probably only white, orange, black, red, blue and other colors set each other, so even if there are many clay figurines and body movements are different, but on the whole, there is still a sense of indescribable harmony, and the feet of these clay figurines also have their own names of makers.

My blood was boiling, and I couldn't stop the joy of a great discovery in my heart, and my intuition told me that this was the Peach Blossom Spring.

The Peach Blossom Paradise is not a fantasy place, the flower river landscape outside is the river, there is a mountain road that only allows one person to pass, and the residents are quiet and happy...... Although this situation is a bit different from the one in the book, it is not impossible to say that the legend of later generations is wrong, or it was deliberately done.

We walked to a "no-man" kiosk at the edge of the market to rest.

Qian Yu sat down, hooked a shallow smile and said, "It seems that this is really a paradise of peach blossoms."

"Hmm." I replied lightly, glad that someone shared my opinion.

"Hmph, it's not ironic to be peaceful and happy." Ziche lit another cigarette and put it to his lips, and the words were full of disdain.

"How?"

"Xiao Ran, you know the Terracotta Warriors, right?"

"Of course, a wonder of the world."

"Then do you know that a batch of hundred opera figurines have been unearthed in recent years?" Qian Cai moved her body further back so that her feet were in the air.

"I've heard that you perform acrobatics in the palace."

Her feet began to wobble, "Well, I think this place is very similar to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Death is like life, and death is like existence. When I think of this sentence and those clay figurines, I also lose the impact of subverting cognition in my heart.

"Well, to put it simply, everything here is for burial, and someone buried here has brought in the whole country in size." I say.

"That's right! That's the reason."

Ziche is right, the serenity and happiness that no living person has is really ironic.

I didn't sigh too much, I just thought about how funny their expressions would be if I ran back to tell the Chinese language and history teachers in the country that the Peach Blossom Garden was actually a grave for the dead. I couldn't help but shake my head when I thought about it, because I was the one who was treated as an idiot, and I thought I was not lightly ill.

"I just think I'm surprised that the Peach Blossom Garden is actually a funeral village, not the Peach Blossom Source I originally knew." I sighed and shrugged.

"Of course! The unknown world is the endless extension of history." Qian Yu looked up at the sky and smiled back at me.