"Isn't that a snake? What is that? "I haven't talked to Hua Laohan about the stone coffin, the big-headed Buddha said that the black-scaled snake should have been in the stone coffin, but the red-eyed old corpse must have fought with the black-scaled snake, and then took the stone coffin as his own. As soon as I heard that the old man seemed to know something, I immediately paid attention to the conversation and wanted to ask.

After Hua Laohan left Huaixi Tower, he still stayed on the river beach, which was the place where he grew up for half his life, and it was difficult to leave his homeland. The two of them, father and son, were locked in Huaixi Building, completely because of the consequences of the bolt and nonsense, so Hua Lao Han was afraid that he would cause any more trouble, so he was usually very low-key and strictly restrained.

Two days ago, Hua Laohan saw those side doors who were secretly preparing to salvage Dading upstream, and followed them all the way, but he didn't know what the other party was going to do. It wasn't until he came to this section of the river that Hua Laohan noticed a breath that surprised him, and that breath came out of the bottom of the river, the breath of a black-scaled snake. The old man immediately hid near the river bank and continued to observe. No matter what the people on the side of the door do, the old man didn't show up, he knew in his heart that with these people, even if they salvaged anything, they couldn't threaten the black-scaled snake corpse. So the people at the side door tossed repeatedly, and Hua Lao Hanli ignored it. Until the red-eyed old corpse appeared, he couldn't ignore it.

"You can just know this thing, don't spread it again, the old man always feels that something bad is coming."

"Isn't that black-scaled snake a snake? What is it? ”

"That's" Hua Laohan looked at the big-headed Buddha and Lei Zhenren not far away, and hesitated for a long time before he said softly: "That's a dragon." ”

I was taken aback, and I couldn't tell whether what Hua Laohan said was true or false, Gou Banxian and his grandfather said after divination that the stone coffin was buried by King Yu. But there is already a big turtle and a big jackal dog in the stone coffin, so that's it, the big black-scaled snake is a dragon? On both sides of the Yellow River, there has been no shortage of rumors about dragons since ancient times, but they are just rumors, and there are almost no people who have seen them with their own eyes.

"If it weren't for the dragon, how could the old man sense that breath?" The old man sighed, his injuries were serious, and the black-scaled snake no longer existed. Legend has it that the snake ancestor turned into a dragon, and the old man has not yet reached that point, but he is more sensitive than anyone else to the breath of the same ancestor.

"You also saw that the old corpse came out of the stone coffin, when we were chatting in Huaixi Building, didn't you say that it was the coffin of King Yu?"

"This thing is very strange, when King Yu was buried in the river, the old man didn't see it with his own eyes, but my father said it clearly, how could things be like this? The old man really doesn't know. ”

Such a long time ago, Hua Laohan heard it completely from his father, and he couldn't say more. His injuries weren't going to die immediately, but they would take at least a long time to recover. Hua Laohan is more repulsive to the living, and when the wound is wrapped, he is unwilling to stay for a long time, so he leaves with the bolt. When the old man walked away, it rained all night before it stopped, the sky was still gloomy, I and the big-headed Buddha and Lei Zhenren hurried back to the sledgehammer ditch of the man-making field, as soon as the sky was bright, the mess could not be seen, the three people searched the man-making field inside and out, but the current years are not as good as the past, in the past, the Yellow River had a disaster, or war, a death was thousands of people, it was too late to burn, there were so many forgotten remains around the field, but the remains of the skull should be stored in water, There is also a layer of green hair, the conditions are too harsh, we can't find it.

"That's a problem." Lei Zhenren shook his head and said, "There are few incarnation fields now, and the closest one from here is also five hundred miles away. ”

That kind of rootless water is originally something that can be encountered, and now even the big-headed Buddha can't help it, so you need to find it slowly. We walked from here, and we couldn't go all the way by water, so the trip was much slower. I asked the Buddha about Dading, but I couldn't tell if he didn't know, or if he knew and didn't want to say, in short, the words were very vague.

Moreover, I could feel a sense of relief from the expression of the Buddha, as if a person was carrying a heavy burden and was about to reach his destination, and once he reached his destination, he could be truly liberated.

"Jiuding pine, the Yellow River moves." The Big-Headed Buddha would occasionally say a few words to me: "Boy, we people in the Holy Realm have been waiting for this day for no three or five years. ”

Before we knew it, we stayed on the river beach for more than ten days, looking for it, but there was no result. Datou Buddhism has always kept in mind that I will practice my own method of honing my life chart whenever I have time. The life map of the holy domain is a life-saving thing, and it is difficult for a person with a life map to die, and the life continuation map of the seven gates of the river is a life-sustaining thing, and the two pictures are not the same thing, but as long as you think about it, you will know that the so-called holy area, like the seven gates of the river, has a great origin.

After so many days of traveling, I was really tired of walking, and the three of them were lazy to take a boat and walk a waterway. The old boatman in charge of the boat is very talkative, and he doesn't look back all the way to talk nonsense with us, and the big-headed Buddha is impatient to listen to this, but I am afraid that he will do it again in a hurry, so I quickly persuade him. It's far away from home, and I don't know much about the surrounding places, so I asked the old boatman what the place was in front of me.

"Ahead?" The old boatman said: "Thirty miles ahead, it is the tethered horse camp, a grass nest, there is nothing to see, if you are really interested in playing, then take an extra trip, after the tethered horse camp forty or fifty miles, turn westward, it is Tongling Mountain." ”

"Tong Ling Mountain" I was moved in my heart, walking east and west day after day, thinking wildly in my mind, and almost forgetting the previous events. I remember that before leaving from the Sansheng Temple, Qiqi caught up and whispered that there was a person I wanted to see in the octagonal tower of Tongling Mountain.

Tong Ling Mountain is the ancestral land of the Tang family, the 36 side doors live Lu Ban's family claims to be Lu Ban's descendants, in fact, the Tang family in the seven doors was a long time ago, the surname Gong lost, but later encountered the war, the family almost died, and the remaining boy escaped, and was later adopted by a tenant farmer surnamed Tang, only to follow the surname Tang. It is said that the Tang family has a booklet called "Serial Machine", which is a summary of those ancient clever machines in the past. The Tang family is proficient in these, and the means are very ingenious, in their ancestral land, there is an octagonal building, half brick and half wood, and it is difficult for the living to come out again when they walk in.

As soon as I mentioned the Tang family, I couldn't help but think of the aunt of the Tang family. Could it be that the person I want to see that Qiqi said is the aunt of the Tang family? Thinking about it like this, the experience in Heyan at that time suddenly came to mind, and the aunt of the Tang family must have some secrets.

When she thought of this, Xiao Jiuhong's tearful face seemed to be shaking in front of her eyes. I can't forget the last time I saw her, she looked back at me with the sadness and reluctance in her eyes.

My heart suddenly ached, and it hurt indescribably. It's as if there's something deep inside that has been cut off with a knife.

"Let's stop at Tongling Mountain." I'm going to think about it, and I'm going to say to the old boatman.

"What are you going to do, kid? Let me tell you first, you are going to meet the girls again this time, Lao Tzu will not be able to give you the wind. "The big-headed Buddha doesn't know the true details of Tong Ling Mountain, the whereabouts of the people in the Seven Gates are originally secret, and the Tang family is even more low-key, except for a very small number of insiders, no one knows where the ancestral land of the Tang family is.

"I heard that there is a mass grave over there, anyway, I am looking for it, so I tried my luck in the past." I smiled and made up an excuse, but my heart was bitter. Just like the old ghost said, what is a human being? The big-headed Buddha eats living people, and he should be a villain who everyone can be punished, but he has taken good care of me all the way, conscience, morality, how should I face him?

It may be a bit inappropriate to take a sworn enemy of the Seven Gates like the Big Head Buddha to the Tang family. But as soon as the thought of rushing to the octagonal tower came to mind, it was difficult to suppress. The aunt of the Tang family is a smart person, and there are some things that even I can't hide, and it's impossible to tell the big-headed Buddha. I thought about it and felt that I could control the situation, so I made up my mind to let the old boat take us to Tongling Mountain.

The old boatman took us to the vicinity of Tongling Mountain, and suffered several losses in a row, but this time we had a long memory, so we slept by the river for one night, and waited until dawn before getting up and hurrying. The octagonal building of the Tang family is between Tongling Mountain and another mountain, the terrain is low-lying, and you can see it when you stand on the top of the mountain. The Tang family is gone, and the people are not prosperous, but I looked at the octagonal tower from a distance, and I couldn't even see a single figure. In broad daylight, everyone in the Tang family seemed to be dead. The deathly silence suddenly made me feel very uneasy, and the doubts in my heart suddenly rose.

Qiqi told me at that time that there was a person in the Octagonal Tower that I wanted to meet, was this true? Or is it a trap?

This uneasiness made me more cautious, and I circled the hill and ran to the main entrance of the octagonal tower. This time, I finally saw a person, probably a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was carrying and stacking jars around outside the door of the octagonal building. The kind of jar is not big, like a small jar of pickled vegetables in a farmer's house, but there are at least seventy or eighty of them, stacked one by one, outside the gate. It looked normal, like a peasant girl flipping the pickle jar at home. However, when the jar was neatly arranged, the girl pushed the jar again, and then rearranged it one by one, and so on.

"What are those pickle jars for?" Lei Zhenren watched it for a long time, didn't know what to do, and said: "Liubiju Yellow River Beach Branch? ”

Although I felt uneasy, the more I felt like this, the more I felt that the Octagonal Tower had an inexplicable attraction. We discussed, came down from the mountain, and observed around the octagonal tower for a while, the octagonal building has lived in the Tang family for generations, and the scale is not small, but now it is completely dead, except for the girl who keeps fiddling with the small jar at the door, no one can see it.

The closer you are, the clearer you can see. I don't recognize that little girl, it may be from the Tang family, she looks very handsome, and she looks very diligent, like a person who is used to doing chores. But she just kept those jars like that. The sun rose, a little dazzling, and the big-headed Buddha squinted for a while. I don't have much impression of the Tang family, because there is very little contact, but after all, it is one of the seven doors, and the natural goodwill and closeness in my heart cannot be avoided. I think this is someone from the Tang family, so I want to go over and talk first.

"Boy, don't go yet." The big-headed Buddha squinted his eyes and grabbed me, and said to the little girl who was busy not far away: "That little girl, she has been dead for a long time. ”