The monk and the bald two drank completely, and the two of them talked a lot, and they both sighed and hated each other, otherwise they would have drunk and talked happily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Between their gibberish, I have a general idea. The bald man is named Wu Qi, and he entered the road halfway, but it is a pity that there is no famous teacher to teach, and his talent is mediocre, and he finally ends up relying on fortune-telling to make a living.

What surprised me even more was that both of them relied on Taoist feng shui to explore caves and dig graves. The reason is simple, baldness is for life; The monk believes that many of the lost Taoist classics are now hidden in ancient tombs.

I hurriedly checked out the bill, and quickly pulled away the two people who were drunk and talked nonsense, for fear that by the time they sobered up, they would have been in prison.

There were few people by the river, and the three of us sat on the river outside the county. It's windy here, but it can keep both of them sober.

"Did I say anything just now?" After the monk sobered up a little, he hurriedly asked me about my nervous appearance.

"You've said everything you need to say." I looked at the old bridge above the river and replied nonchalantly.

Let the monk figure it out for himself, he can't remember it anyway. It's good to scare him, and the province is addicted to alcohol.

The ancient bridge spans the river and is about 200 meters long. To my surprise, the bridge turned out to be an all-wooden structure, with a hollow in the middle and wooden pillars to support it, like a sky corridor.

The roof of the bridge is covered with black tiles, and the two ends are carved with auspicious beasts, and the wooden pillars are painted blue and white. At the end of the bridge, a stone tower stands tall.

"This bridge is called 'Baizi Bridge', according to research, it was built in the former Qing Dynasty Kangqian period, and it was built by Tusi at that time with a lot of manpower and material resources." The bald old man stood behind me at some point, and when he saw me looking at the ancient bridge, he was quite shocked, and then explained to me.

Baiziqiao has a history of two or three hundred years, but no one has verified the specific time. It is said that the human and physical evidence and related documents about the bridge have long been inexplicably lost.

Legend has it that the entire bridge was built with 9,999 wooden pillars with a radius of 9 inches and 9 inches, of which no iron nails were ever used, and all of them were spliced together with mortise and tenon structures.

The fact that it has been maintained to this day is not only a testament to the perfection of the bridge's workmanship, but also to its technology, which is still impressive.

Unfortunately, although the government has been sending people to repair and protect it, it has not been able to develop the construction technology. It is a pity that such a well-developed traditional technology has been lost in the long course of history.

At the same time, I have to be amazed by the wisdom of the ancient ancestors.

"It seems that the people who built this bridge are also worthy of praise, and this bridge brings a lot of convenience to the villagers who cross the river." The monk stared at the bridge in the distance in a daze, and he didn't know what to think, and he always felt that his eyes were wrong, as if he wanted to move the bridge home.

"Praise?" Wu Qi smiled and said, "So, fellow Daoist, you are wrong." ”

"Oh?" The monk and I both looked at Wu Qi suspiciously, and Wu Qi's bare baldness always made me can't help but look at it twice.

"When this bridge was built, it was not for the convenience of the people, but for the people in power, and ordinary people did not even have the qualifications to take a look at it, let alone pass from above."

"Who dragged it like this, let Dao Ye listen, if it is really heinous, Dao Ye will have to dig his grave and whip the corpse in return." The monk came interested, and Bald seemed to be interested in explaining it to us.

From the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, the Chinese ruling class implemented the Tusi system for the ethnic minorities in the southwest region, and established the Xuanwei Mansion, and the local ethnic minority chieftains served as the Tusi hereditarily.

In fact, these toasts are the local soil emperors. In this acre and three points of land, their rights are greater than those of today's imperial court.

Among them was a king of toast, named Dragon. Ahmad, the world called him King Nammh.

This man was overjoyed, poor and extravagant, and did not obey the control of the imperial court, and fought foreign wars all year round, depriving other chieftains of their land and population.

During the reign of King Nammer, the people were in dire straits, and wars of rebellion often broke out, but they were eventually suppressed by King Nammer's powerful military and brutal methods.

However, King Nammer has great respect for Taoism, and this person is also different, he claims that he is from the Nine Hells. He did not pursue the path of immortals, but hoped to enter hell after death and achieve the throne in hell.

What made the people fear him even more was that it was rumored that King Nammer held the Hell Talisman in his hand and could summon Yin soldiers from Hell to fight for him.

In his later years, King Nammer focused on monasticism, and the construction was huge. He was happy, but the people were miserable, but despite this, rebellions were always suppressed in a short time, and there was no threat to King Nammh.

"King Nammer?" The monk muttered softly, tormented for a while, and wondered: "Why is this name so unfamiliar, I have never heard of it!" ”

"It's normal for Daoists not to hear of it, in the entire southwest and northwest regions, there are countless Tusi tribes. And for more than a thousand years, there have been many hereditary Tusi kings. ”

"I can't see it, it turns out that this so-called King Nammer is still a Taoist friend, but this person is strange, he doesn't cultivate immortals, but he respects ghosts." Monk Dao nodded frequently.

"The reason why King Nammh is so famous in this area, and there are many legends, is that he did many strange things."

"Could it be that this bridge was built by this Nammer king?" I asked.

"Indeed, do you see the tower across the bridge?" Bald pointed to us and said, "This bridge connects to the direction of the stone tower, which was the place where the toasts sacrificed in the past, and was later changed to the Zhenxian Pagoda by King Nammer. ”

"Zhenxian Tower?" The monk and I were slightly surprised.

This King Namer seems to be really different, he has heard of demon suppression, demon suppression... He wants to be an immortal. No wonder he doesn't cultivate the Immortal Dao, it seems that he really regards himself as the opponent of the immortals, the king of hell.

"Whoever says no, this King Nammh behaves strangely tightly. It is rumored that this person built a hell, and the project was huge, and it took a total of ten years, not to mention gold and silver and other material resources, and there were more than 100,000 manpower alone. ”

Strangely, the local county chronicles always mention King Nammer in a few words, as if they were intent on erasing King Nammer from history. As a result, most of the kings of Nammer only exist in legends, and they are slowly distorted and terrorized by the world, and the truth is difficult to know.

Legend has it that the hell built by King Nammer was also his tomb, and the tomb was used as the palace of his own king after his death. It raised millions of Yin soldiers, hid tens of millions of soldiers, and stored a large number of military salaries and food.

The palace leads to the earth, unfathomable, buried on the road to the underworld.

From ancient times to the present, many people have explored the tomb of King Nammer in vain. Most believe that this is nothing more than a rumor, and it should not be counted. Therefore, the tomb of King Nammer has been a mystery for hundreds of years.

"Tsk, this little old man, it's really a waste of money, and now the atmosphere of fighting the landlord has not passed, so he should really find out and fight this big landlord." The monk was dumbfounded and said with red eyes.

Legends are legends, but according to what I know about monks, I am afraid that I am jealous of the contents of King Nammer's tomb.

"It's just a rumor, and it's uncertain whether it's true or not."

When there are only a few words from unverifiable rumors and ancient documents, this little bit of evidence is unconvincing.

"Actually, if I didn't guess, this time Chen Daorong's predecessors entered the city, I'm afraid they came for King Nammer." Seeing that the monk and I didn't believe it, Bald didn't take it seriously, so he said to us tentatively.

"Daoyou can't talk nonsense, right? How could Uncle Shi do such a tomb robbery? "Don't say I don't believe it, even the monks don't believe it very much, I don't know what kind of person my grandfather is.

"Daoist friend misunderstood, how dare I slander Senior Chen." Bald hurriedly waved his hand, looked around the river, and said in a low voice: "I heard that this matter is led by the government, and there is an archaeology professor above, who has a lot of information in his hands, and seems to be determined to explore." ”

Bald said that this matter is not groundless. More than 10 years ago, the entire region was cleared of barren fields, a large number of mountains were cleared, logging and deep ravines were dug.

During one excavation, some villagers dug up many bones. The bones were piled up, placed horizontally and vertically, and a mass grave was clearly dug up.

It is believed that this area must have been through war before, and when people filled in the soil and excavated from other places, the bones were dug up. There are not only people's in it, but also many sacrificial cattle and sheep.

Moreover, it was found that the bones excavated this time were all tied hand and foot and buried alive in the ground.

Where is this mass grave, it is clearly a slaughterhouse.

For a time, the villagers who opened up the wasteland were afraid, and rumors spread. Ordinary people can't be the master of this matter, so they can only report it to the top.

It's just digging out a corner of the periphery, and if you really want to continue digging, I don't know what evil things will happen. People dig with a weak heart, refuse to continue digging, put down the hoe and shovel, and wait for what the above says.

Without waiting for the superiors to say anything, on that day, the sky suddenly gathered black clouds, thunder and lightning, and it didn't take long for it to rain heavily.

"Soon after the rain fell, bright red blood oozed from the cracks in the newly dug soil and stones, drowning the bones." Baldness is weird. "When the villagers saw such a scene, they dared to stay here for a long time, and they all rumored that the River Styx had been dug through, and they left their work behind and ran home."

"And such strange things?" The monk came interested.

"In fact, the elderly know about this, after all, there were many people who participated in the large-scale reclamation back then, and most of the people who saw it with their own eyes are still alive."

Baldness tells us that this is actually what dug through the River Styx. That place, the relevant departments all believe that it should be the Muling built by King Namo. And the person who was buried alive, according to archaeological findings, should have been part of the laborers who participated in the construction of the tomb.

"What is this place called?"

"I don't remember what it used to be called, but now people call it Mount Styx. It is said that it is a mountain, but in fact, it is a lofty mountain, continuous, and it is within a radius of 100 miles. Therefore, it is not easy to really excavate the tomb of King Nammer. ”

"Could it be that they invited Uncle Shi to let Uncle Shi's feng shui technique find the dragon and ask the acupoint?" The monk groaned half-loudly and underestimated.

"Actually, as far as I know, Senior Chen strongly agrees with this. It is rumored that King Namer, in order to learn Taoist academics, recruited Taoist masters from all over the country and bought a large number of Taoist classics.

Senior Chen believes that King Namer must have buried these precious works together. ”

"No wonder my master innocently asked me to come to my uncle's place, it seems that it must have something to do with this matter, and I have to be busy." The monk smiled and touched his smooth chin.

"King Nammer."

I whispered the name, and suddenly I wanted to see what kind of hell this murderous toast chief had built as a tomb.