Chapter 227: Under the Black Water
I floated in the cold water of the well, and when I looked up, I saw that the light above me had disappeared at once, and with it many leaves and mud fell from above, and the old locust tree that had been pulled out by the Wang family was planted again. The well was suddenly dark, and there was not a trace of light.
Fortunately, this is not a problem, every time I encounter that kind of black place, it will make me feel that the hardships when I practiced my eyes were not in vain. I sank into the water, letting the bone-chilling icy water stimulate my mind and keep me awake at all times.
Since I was very young, the third uncle has always warned me that we must be careful and be careful in what we do, and we must keep ourselves calm and vigilant at all times.
He looked at the well carefully and looked upward. This well is a pattern of narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, narrow at the top, and the wider the well is at the bottom, forming a horn urn. This well is actually a cold bone well, but it is more than twice as big as the well we have in our home in Tancheng.
Climb up along the wall of the well, from the structure of the well, the structure is very exquisite, and the corresponding well stones are depicted with different stone patterns, from the texture point of view, it is obviously a prohibition. The top of the well was sealed, and it was impossible to get out of it, so I had to fall back into the well.
Immersed in the well water, I just felt that this thing was indescribably strange.
Why wasn't I slaughtered on the spot, but thrown into this cold bone well?
It is impossible for the corpses to have the ability to think for themselves, they are just a kind of resentment that acts on instinct. The only thing I can think of is probably someone who controls the Wang family. And this person is very likely to be the person who the Wang family kneels down to worship, maybe he is the master of this Nine Immortals!
I pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, and sank into the well water. The water in this well was much deeper than the cold bone well in Tancheng's house, and I slowly sank it while scanning the walls around the well. When he sank about five or six meters, he seemed to see a flash of light on the wall of the well out of the corner of his eye.
My heart moved, and I swam that way. I saw a bronze demon mirror inlaid on the wall of the well. Like this kind of bronze demon mirror, it is generally found in the tomb and is used to suppress demons and ward off evil spirits. In the ancient tombs of southern Xinjiang, it once appeared. I looked to the side for a while, and found three demon mirrors in succession, embedded in the wall of the well, and the angles of the mirrors were all directed to the bottom of the well.
Suspended in the water, I reached out and touched the mirror, only to feel cold to the touch. The structure of this cold bone well is so exquisite, it should be a part of this Nine Immortals. When I was young, I didn't pay much attention to hearing my third uncle talk about Jiuxiantai, but now the more I think about it, the more frightened I become.
This Nine Immortals is simply a collection of various patterns in the funeral arts, and the culmination of the burial method and tomb bureau. I pondered and meditated, searching for what the third uncle had said from my memory, trying to know if any of the burial platforms in the Nine Immortal Terraces used the Cold Bone Well.
After thinking about it for a long time, it was about time to be too long, and I didn't find any clues. I was about to sink a little further to see if there were any other clues, when suddenly a thought flashed through my mind like a flint, and my heart skipped a heavy beat!
This Nine Immortals was originally a legendary burial method, and even in our industry, almost everyone thought that the Nine Immortals did not exist, and it was just something that was rumored to be false.
But it is such a funeral array that no one has ever seen, but the third uncle can describe its structure in such detail. This is definitely not something that can be written down just by listening to someone else's casual words, which can only show that the third uncle has an extremely profound study of the Nine Immortal Terraces, and only in this way can he be able to arrange such a complex layout of the Nine Great Burial Platforms in such an orderly manner.
The third uncle wears a burial bronze ring, which can be interpreted as the third uncle is the person who is buried at the door, or a person who has a lot to do with the funeral door. The burial gate was originally the oldest burial sect, and it was reasonable for their disciples to be able to understand this mysterious Nine Immortals. But what is the origin of the owner of this Nine Immortals? To be able to reproduce such a large and complex burial array of the Nine Immortals in such a place definitely requires a very deep study of the Nine Immortals.
The third uncle had an accident in the ancient tomb in southern Xinjiang that year, and he has not been heard from since. I have always believed that Feng Laosan must have seen that something was wrong, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet. But all the signs that followed proved that this hope was getting slimmer and slimmer. If the third uncle really escaped, why has he not heard from him for so many years? It's almost impossible.
"Could it be that the third uncle didn't escape back then, but was captured alive by the blue-faced fox?" Then the third uncle was brought here and built this Nine Immortals under the coercion of the blue-faced fox! I was thrilled by my own sudden thoughts.
But it didn't take long for me to calm down completely. In terms of time, it has only been less than six years since the third uncle disappeared in southern Xinjiang. A project as complex and vast as Jiuxiantai could never have been quietly constructed in just six years.
But I still maintain a hope in my heart, since ancient times, the secret art of Qimen has emerged in an endless stream, and what I think can't be done doesn't mean that others can't do it. Maybe someone was able to build such a huge burial array in such a short period of time?
I puffed myself up, surfaced, took a breath, and sank again, this time all the way to the bottom of the well. My legs sank into the thick mud, and as soon as I stood still, I noticed an undercurrent coming from my left side, and I couldn't help but shake my body.
I looked around for a while, and I saw that there were four human bones nailed to the wall of the well, each occupying four positions in the well.
After taking a few steps at the bottom of the well, he stepped forward to examine one of the bones. The skeleton in front of him was supposed to be an adult man, with a red copper nail piercing through his throat and into the wall of the well behind him, and in addition to the shoulder blades on both sides and two knees, another nail was driven into the wall. The head was drooping forward, and it was already covered with black mud, and it was obvious that it had been a long time.
Behind this human skeleton, there is a three-foot square hole, and you can't see the bottom at a glance, and the undercurrent just now is pouring out of this hole.
I continued to check on the other three and saw that they were two men and two women, men and women facing each other, each with a hole behind them, and each of them guarding one side. These people have been dead for a long time, and they can't tell what kind of people they were when they were alive, but judging from this formation, it is very similar to the Four Saints Guarding in our line.
The so-called four saints, in fact, are the folk legend of the green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, Xuanwu, these four saints represent the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest. These four people should have some kind of special personality, which corresponds to these four directions, so they are nailed here as guards.
I pondered for a while, sank into the mud, groped for a while, and found a skeleton in the middle of the well. The skeleton was chained to the bottom of the well for an unknown number of years. When I touched it, I found that the skeleton was blackened, moldy, and broken like mud at the slightest touch.
The Four Holy Town Guards on the wall of this well should be the skeleton of Zhende, so as to form a special pattern in the cold bone well. And this pattern forms one of the small structures in the Nine Immortals.
I don't know if it's too old, or if something happened halfway, the most important skeleton in this cold bone well is obviously out of order, and it has completely rotted and collapsed.
Thinking of this, I suddenly understood why I was thrown into this cold bone well. It seems that I was put to waste and thrown into this well to replace the skeleton underneath.
Since I was cast a corpse technique on my body by Qingzi, my life is three points, the yang fire is extremely weak, and the yin qi is far heavier than ordinary people, maybe this is exactly the case, and I have combined the attributes of this cold bone well, so I was sealed into the well as a substitute.
This person who manipulated the Wang family behind his back was obviously a master who was extremely proficient in the art of burial.
I kicked my feet at the bottom of the well, surfaced, then took a deep breath and sank into the bottom of the well again, finding the skeleton representing the position of the basalt among the four of them, and breaking it apart, revealing the hole in the back. Reaching out and poking down into the hole, he could feel the water surging.