Chapter 82: Zhenjiao
At this time, a kind of shovel model, the position of the burial chamber is generally more than ten meters, so to a certain depth, it is necessary to change this kind of movable shovel, the handle is a detachable steel rod, which can be added to more than ten meters long, and when necessary, it can also be used as a golden hoop stick.
I immediately took out the movable steel pipe from my backpack, and since this thing was heavy, we each brought four, and I and the tofu bag, which were about eight or nine meters long. Taking advantage of the opportunity of tofu cover, I quickly assembled the things, and then like beating dates, I swung a steel rod and hit the corpse raising ding.
This work is not as easy as it seems, usually the movable shovel is used downward, which is more labor-saving, but now it is used upwards, the weight of the steel rod and the probe shovel are all pressed on my arm, the weight is very heavy, if I don't have a good strength, I really can't dance it.
Under the blow of the probe shovel, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the corpse raising tripod was swayed by the probe shovel, and even the chains on it also clanged. At this moment, Tofu and I are also dead horses as live horse doctors, although the corpse is constantly shaking, but the appearance is hard, and there are iron chains, if you want to destroy it, even if you have tools in your hands, it is very difficult.
After a few thoughts in my mind, I had the idea not to shoot it this time, but to use a probe shovel against the bottom of the corpse pod, and hold one of the feet and start pushing it up. The corpse tripod has three legs, and when I make it like this, it suddenly becomes uneven, and it begins to tilt to one side, and the things inside also flow out along the edge of the corpse tripod, and what flows out is actually some red liquid.
The liquid was a little sticky, like the syrup of a sugar gourd, some fell on the ghost road, some dripped on the corpse, everything that was touched by this liquid quickly emitted a burst of black smoke, and the stone surface of the ghost road was burned out of a big hole, and those zongzi that were poured by the liquid were like encountering strong sulfuric acid, while smoking, they melted into a puddle of water.
I was startled, some liquid had already flowed down the steel pipe in my hand, forcing me to withdraw the probe shovel, dismantle the three sections of the head and throw it away, so that the corpse raising tripod was not destroyed by me, and it was as stable as ever, but as if it had hurt the vitality, the previous gurgling sound disappeared, and the surrounding corpses also stopped moving in an instant, and fell to the ground softly, forming various strange postures.
All of them calmed down in an instant.
I turned my head to look at the tofu, he had several colors hanging on his body, panting heavily, and his eyes had been wearing a trace of fierceness because of the long fight. I don't know if it's my delusion, but when this Ding Hui fΓΉ is calm, the sense of fear that wells up from under the burial pit becomes stronger, as if something is about to come out of it.
I've always trusted my instincts because it has saved me many times and helped me many times. It feels like I'm suing me, and although these corpses have stopped attacking, maybe something worse will happen next.
So I immediately grabbed a handful of tofu and said, "It's not good to stay here for a long time, go quickly." "Saying that, I turned over on the ghost road, at this moment, the ghost road is also full of corpses, after soaking in the funeral pit for so long, the nerves of both of us have been numb, on the ghost road, then run towards the front, from time to time will step on a flat head in the east, step on a belly in the west, the two of them run wildly for about ten steps, and then they will reach the end of the ghost road.
Tofu breathed a sigh of relief and didn't speak, at this moment we are too wolf, as soon as we open our mouths, the liquid and rotten meat sticking to our faces will slide into our mouths. Tofu pulled a clean T-shirt from the backpack, and at this time, the two of us naturally didn't have time to change clothes, so we used the T-shirt as a towel, and cleaned up our faces in three or two, and then Tofu spoke, saying, "Will the female ghost in red come with you?" β
I shook my head and said, "I'm not sure, I don't know what will happen to the corpse raising ding." Anyway, I have a very bad feeling about getting out of here first. β
At this moment, in front of us, there is an arched stone door, which has been pushed open, revealing a gap that can accommodate one person to enter and exit. On the right side of the stone gate, there is a stone tablet with dense inscriptions written on it.
I didn't have the heart to look at these inscriptions at this time, but I only glanced at them, and it seemed to mention the name of Princess Geger, which was about an inscription that recorded the life of the princess. This is very useful to me, knowing this princess, maybe I can find out her relationship with the Ten Thousand Demon Princess, the Tomb of the Giant Ear King, and the face of the ghost, so I originally planned to rush straight in, but here, I have to stop and look down patiently.
That sense of fear became heavier and heavier as time passed, and even the tofu with peach wood hand beads felt it, he hesitantly looked back at the burial pit, and said in a dumb voice: "I always feel that there is something in it that is going to come out, do you feel this way?" β
His face was a little pale, and I didn't know if he had lost too much blood just now, or if he was scared, so I comforted him, opened my eyes and said nonsense, and said, "What's the bad feeling, you are too timid." "Immediately afterwards, I used the fastest speed to quickly browse the inscriptions on the stele, and sure enough, I gained something.
According to the inscription, this Geger is a Tatar princess, the Tatar of the Ming Dynasty, referring to the Northern Yuan regime that retreated to the Mongolian plateau, this is a princess of Heqin, and the inscription records her life. This princess is relatively pitiful, there is no major event in her life, the biggest thing is to be close, but she died of illness before she could be titled, so she was buried in this place.
Other than that, the only thing worth noting is one of the passages, which is recorded on it, which feels like a fantasy.
It is written that this princess is said to be beautiful and beautiful, but the only thing that people are afraid of is that there is a large circular hole in the top of her head, which in modern times we call a malocclusion, or an underdeveloped brain, but at the time, it was considered a symbol of evil.
Mongolians have always believed in shamanism, believing that all things are animistic and worshipping a variety of natural gods, such as eagles and wolves, and in the last century, Mongolia has maintained the custom of sky burial, that is, the body is integrated into nature, the wolf is fed to the eagle and the animal, and the man is part of the natural cycle. This is an ancient worship of nature and 'Tengri'.
The shaman believes that all things have spirits, and the round hole above Princess Gegel's head is the divine channel opened by the immortal sky, so Princess Geger once studied with the shaman, and it is said that she used some very evil powers, which is similar to the ten thousand demon princesses. However, the ancients were very good at fabricating out of thin air, especially for women, and the legend that she knew witchcraft was true or false, but it was not necessarily.
Princess Geger left Mongolia and went to the Ming Dynasty, naturally because of her wickedness, she was not valued, and after her death, in order to prevent her evil ghost from haunting her, her body was specially transported here for burial.
The ancient name of this place is 'Qianlong Mountain', according to legend, there is a dragon and snake Jiaoshen in the mountain, but it did not come to pass, in the process of building the tomb, inadvertently actually really dug up the Jiao vein. Jiao is evil, holds grudges, in order to avoid the dragon from causing trouble, a special 'corpse raising bureau' was set up to suppress it with corpse gas.
If what is recorded in the inscription is the real situation, then the real purpose of this 'corpse maintenance bureau' is not simply to prevent tomb robbers, it is playing a role of suppression.
Tofu couldn't help but be shocked, and said, "Could it be that there is a dragon at the bottom of the burial pit?" He probably remembered the words left by Du Shouyuan on the back of the tomb beast, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "It turns out that the ghosts are out of the nest, and the evil dragons are about to come out, so it's like this." It's not good, we just destroyed the corpse raising tripod, will the evil Jiao below ......?"
I was also a little unsure, so I turned around and looked at the corpse-filled dead place behind me, and couldn't help but say, "It's useless to talk about this now, get out of here first." If there is really a dragon, it has been trapped for hundreds of years, and its stomach must be hungry, and when it sees us, it will definitely not be polite. Tofu immediately nodded and said, "I don't want to be Jiaolong's snack, let's go quickly." As we spoke, we crossed the inscription and dodged into the stone gate.