Li Guixiang has a lot of pus on her face, those pustules are still there when she dies, the world is often like this to make people, when Li Guixiang is dressed neatly, all the pus on her face are deflated, before and after less than a cigarette, the original swollen face has also returned to its original state, people who come and go don't pay attention, but Cha Wenbin, who is standing on the side, can see it clearly...... Holding a passing father-in-law, Cha Wenbin asked: "Uncle, let me ask you, when the people in our village get this plague, will the poisonous sores on their bodies disappear with it?" ”

"What's the matter, not only does it not disappear, but people have to grow after death, some people grow as big as an egg, break and grow, grow and break, we are poor here, and they don't leave a face to see their ancestors when they die. Oh, you go and see Mrs. Li......"

The old man just turned around and was about to point at Cha Wenbin, but he saw that Li Guixiang's face had returned to normal, which shocked him, and he shouted again and again: "Mrs. Li, what's okay, everyone come and see, she's okay!" ”

Cheng Zijin, who had finished pricking his fingers outside, was pulled aside by Cha Wenbin as soon as he entered the room, and he looked at the bright red that oozed from the girl's fingers, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Cheng Zijin was under a lot of pressure at the moment, she quietly cut her middle finger, Cha Wenbin suspected that her blood had some kind of miraculous effect on this plague, and no one in the entire village including him Cha Wenbin was spared, but this girl stayed alive for a few years.

Just now, Li Guixiang's face was just gently wiped by her, and it happened that her fingers were broken.

Stained with the blood in the bowl, Cha Wenbin gently smeared it on his arm under the gaze of everyone, and at that moment, all the people who were still alive in Zhuangyuan Village held their breath and looked at the faint red ...... on his arm Will a miracle happen?

There has never been a shortage of miracles in this world, and the spot on Cha Wenbin's arm quickly deflated at a visible speed as if he had met a nemesis.

After a few minutes, it began to scar slowly, and after a while, amid the exclamations of everyone, it began to slowly fall off again, revealing that the skin inside was as white as a baby.

No one would have thought that this foreign girl who was rejected by blood would be the one who saved the last bit of blood in this thousand-year-old village, a very ironic ending.

In the middle of the night, the once small hill on the opposite bank has disappeared, and the wide water surface is rippling with the unbearable past.

It was a little cold, Cha Wenbin tightened the robe on his body, he rarely dressed like this.

There is also a small sampan on the small pier by the river.

No one has been in the water in this river for a long time, that year many people said that there was a monster in the river here, several young people were dragged down and never got up, only Cha Wenbin knew that it did not disappear, but sank to the bottom of the water completely, this was originally a city, a mysterious city.

Where does the city end?

Cha Wenbin turned his head and quietly looked at the little red at the foot of the mountain behind him, tonight, in order to celebrate the new life, the people of Zhuangyuan Village knelt down reverently in front of the ancestral hall, thanking the ancestors for their protection.

The long-lost incense gave the ancestral hall a little life, and the long-worn lanterns were also renewed, but they finally forgot who saved them and who abandoned them.

"Is he okay?"

The woman finally held back this sentence, she looked at Cha Wenbin very carefully, that person was also silent a few years ago, even more silent than this person.

Shaking his head, yes, even Cha Wenbin himself didn't know where they were, he pointed to the river in front of him and said, "Maybe it's okay, can you tell me, what have you encountered here before?" ”

"I haven't been out of the village since I was bought, I don't know what Brother Wen Bin is talking about?"

"You have fallen for a kind of witchcraft, who will attack you, I think it is definitely not from the village, have you ever thought about whether you have been in contact with people outside the village."

"Outside the village?"

Cheng Zijin also fell into a confusion, and she suddenly remembered the events of a few years ago, unless the impression was really very profound.

After being confused for a while, she suddenly said: "I really remember a person, one day there was an old man in the house, dressed in black, saying that he was passing by and begging for a glass of water. ”

"How?"

"You say outsiders, most of the people in this village who marry into this village don't have contact with them, but they can also get to know the people in the village, and besides, the family is poor and few people visit on weekdays. The man was dressed very strangely, so I could remember it at once, because he seemed to be wearing a shroud, and my old man also prepared a set at that time, and I could make out that the word 'Shou' on it was a circle to a circle ......"

"It's him ......"

Cha Wenbin never expected that it would be that person, but he saw the group photo in the photo that day, but he also suspected that now he was matched by the testimony of this Cheng girl, and he was basically ** not far from ten, that person was: Ye Huan!

"What's the matter, Brother Wen Bin?"

"It's okay, let's go back first, you better leave after a while, this place doesn't belong to you, and you don't have to stay for long."

"Where can I go?"

The woman sighed in a low voice, "That man, where is he?"

In the middle of the night, the moon was a little hazy tonight, Cha Wenbin looked up and saw that the sky was quite similar to that day, he dragged Lao Xia, who was dead, out of the cold ditch, but he saw with his own eyes those countless strange things surrounding Ye Qiu.

"Let's go! Hurry up! ”

That was their last conversation, and I don't know how long it took, and Cha Wenbin touched the heavy piece above his head along the path.

Knocked with his hands, there was a sound, it was originally a wooden plank, chiseled with a knife, buckled with his hand, and a large piece of bones rolled down, when Cha Wenbin found himself at the bottom of a coffin, he couldn't have imagined that this was actually the ancestral hall, and what he didn't expect was that at the end of this road was actually the largest main coffin: the ancestral coffin of Zhuangyuan Village!

In the past two years, he slowly began to clean up these thoughts, and a story line that became clearer and clearer and more understandable began to emerge in his mind: gossip must be said about Fuxi, and Fuxi is not said about Taihao, this sentence was given to Cha Wenbin by Gu Qinghe.

Who is Tae-ho?

In ancient books, he is also called "Taihui"

, it is recorded that he was the ancestor and leader of the Dongyi tribe in ancient times.

Dongyi is a tribe that can compete with China in the Central Plains in ancient times, and it has frequent exchanges with China and has created a splendid Yin Shang culture.

So far, there have been records of documents and physical objects in Chinese history.

In this regard, there is no doubt in the academic circles, and the place where the Dongyi tribe lives is in the eastern part of present-day Henan and Shandong and Anhui.

Left Pass?

The Seventeenth Year of Zhao Gong" contains: "Chen, the emptiness of Taihao. ”

Chen Di is in Huaiyang, Henan Province, and Huaiyang now has Taihao Tomb.

After the Zhou Dynasty, the territory of its descendants gradually moved eastward, and it was not until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that the Dongyi tribes were gradually annexed by Lu, Qi, Yue and other countries and integrated into China.

Gu Qingming always thought that Taihao was not Fuxi, but a king who ruled the Huai River valley in the same era as Fuxi, this tribe is likely to learn Fuxi's gossip and try to unravel that abacus stone, and finally because of historical changes, this Dongyi tribe gradually settled in the mountains at the junction of Zhejiang and Anhui provinces, and lived a hermit-like life.

"Your Hong Village and Zhuangyuan Village are the historical traces left by the backward descendants of that branch, I have carefully checked the information, and I have also seen some of the remaining relics in the local area, these things are quite the legacy of Yin Shang culture, and they do not belong to the ancient Yue country similar to you."

Gu Qinghe took a thick stack of documents and said to Cha Wenbin: "Do you know how many tombs of nobles from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period are in the entire northwest of Zhejiang? There are no less than 300 ancient tombs registered now, and it is doubtful that there is a noble tomb group of this scale in such a remote area with extremely underdeveloped transportation and resources. Moreover, the Jiangnan River Basin has been the land of fish and rice since ancient times, and the people take food as the sky, and most of the nobles are out of the Jiangnan, how can there be so many noble tombs in the deep mountains and wild recesses, and there is no history to check at all, so it is very likely that that the place is a corner forgotten by history. ”

What about Zhuangyuan Village?

Gu Qinghe said that after inspecting the village, he felt that there should be other villages in this village before it was built, and the pair of stone carvings at the entrance of the village is the best proof of this.

"Brother Wen Bin, that thing is definitely not from the Song Dynasty, at least it has to be the Warring States or a little further. You once told me that the descendants of this village were guarding and stealing and trying to dig up the gossip platform, and I think the ancestor of this champion village is the bachelor surnamed Zhou, who is afraid that he is the real ancestor. It is not without precedent to engage in sabotage in this name, Cao Cao during the Three Kingdoms period had an army that specialized in stealing the tombs of nobles to pay for military salaries, and was also called 'Captain of the Golden School' by the officials. During the Southern Song Dynasty, the capital was moved to Hangzhou, the national strength was not as prosperous as the Northern Song Dynasty, and there was pressure from the northern Jin State, the whole country was actually very weak, and the emperor of the Dynasty also wanted to get some pocket money to start such a trick, I specially went to your provincial museum to get some information, here you have a good look. ”

"The preservation is quite complete, the origin of the scholar Zhou Ziyuan of the Jixian Palace is quite a bit of Taoism, he was originally a lay disciple in Longhu Mountain, and later because of the collapse of his family and country, he worked hard to serve the court by taking the test, but he said that he was not used to the incompetence of the Southern Song Dynasty and resigned from the official position. This person still seems to know a lot about Feng Shui mathematics, and the rest is just my guess, and I need to check the old brother, you can verify it yourself. ”

A generation of literati bachelors, resigned in the most vassal and elegant era, you must know that China's poetry culture in the Southern Song Dynasty can be said to have developed to the peak, as a bachelor of Jixian Palace, in Lin'an City, where the West Lake singing and dancing is resting, he Zhou Ziyuan will really be because he can't get used to the "**" of the imperial court.

And the naked official returned to his hometown?

This may be a good reason, a reason to hide shame easily.

At that time, the literati controlled the government and were active in the social circles of the upper class, how could such a well-being dynasty be embarrassed to say that its wallet was clean and needed to do some shady things?

As a result, in the northwest of Zhejiang, in the depths of the 3,000 mountains, far away from the bustle and metropolis, the remaining underground wealth has become a source of filling the emptiness of the treasury.

This is a very reasonable explanation for why there is a thief hole under the main coffin, which is regarded as a god by the people of Zhuangyuan Village, and a thief hole that leads to the bottom of the opposite mountain.

Maybe Zhou Ziyuan passed away without opening it after all, but in fact, he was only a little bit behind, because Cha Wenbin also hit the gap by mistake that day.

The ancestors who kept educating the clansmen could only leave with regrets, and used their bodies to cover everything that had not yet had time to be completed, just to leave a "worldly idler"

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