He opened the eyes of the old dragon bell, looked at the ceiling intently, and muttered, "At that time, the village was not in this ghost place. There are still many normal people...... The big banyan village was originally under the banyan tree two kilometers away. ”

His gaze was filled with nostalgia: "Since we were children, we knew that there was a village two kilometers away...... No, it's not a village. There is no house, just a dry well. A green glow erupts every night...... The village chief said that there was a treasure hidden in it. Let us not disturb the gods...... Later, we went less. ”

"Sir." Chu Ziyi suddenly interrupted the other party, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Mandarin is very standard?" There is no Xijing accent at all. ”

The old man's smile became more and more bitter: "Listen to me, you will know." ”

Probably because of a lot of glucose, his spirit improved a lot. continued: "At that time...... There are more than 20 families in the village. Probably half of them are deformed. Everything else was normal, the deformed people were kept in the house, and they were fed and drunk every day. Every New Year's holiday, the village chief will take us to bow down to the current village, saying that the gods will bless us. Make the village better. ”

He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath: "1960...... I remember very well that the three-year famine ...... I clearly saw that the second uncle Tian next door was walking on the ridge and fell down so softly. When I rushed over, he was out of breath......"

"There is no food, not even tree bark. One by one, people starved to death. Instead, the deformed people who didn't know what hunger was all survived. There are fewer and fewer normal people in the village, and there are more and more deformed people...... There's no one to watch over them anymore, and at night, they'll run out like ghosts, run to your door, pick at your door, and keep banging on the door all night! ”

The flesh on his face began to tremble, as if recalling a nightmare from decades ago. The whole paragraph was sharp. Jiang Xian picked up a glass of water and handed it over, helped the other party to take a sip.

It took a few seconds for the old man's face to soothe. There was no expression on his face, as if his feelings had been lost in the painful years. muttered, "I'm scared...... During the Spring Festival of '61, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, after I got up, I wanted my father to take me away and leave here. But...... My dad didn't get up, and he slept on that cold pit forever. ”

"I don't dare to stay any longer, it's not a place for people. I ran outside without everyone, thinking that I might be able to find something to eat outside. Maybe it was my luck that I climbed the mountains one after another, but I didn't encounter any wild beasts. I found wild plants all the way and drank the water of the stream...... I survived. ”

"I thought I would be lost forever in the mountains...... I don't know how long I've been in the mountains. Unexpectedly, one day I actually walked out. When I came to Chang'an, I realized that I had been in the mountains for almost a year. ”

He burst out laughing, perhaps this was what he considered to be the most glorious moment of his life.

"By this time the great famine had almost passed, and there was a little grain to be seen in the market. I started working in Chang'an, slowly saving a little money, and three years later, I heard that there was a chance in the magic capital, so I bought a train ticket and set foot on the road to the coast for the first time. He looked at Chu Ziyi: "It was there that I learned Mandarin." ”

He closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling violently: "Still there, I met someone who changed my life!" ”

Heavy breathing sounded in the ward, and no one urged him. It took a full two minutes for him to open his dim eyes. Tremblingly raised his hand: "Do you see this painting?" ”

On the old man's arm, a picture was impressively burned. Before, because the situation was too urgent, no one found out.

I don't know what I carved it with, but it's still very clear. Moreover, those images are crooked and completely meaningless. If you look closely, each line is made up of something similar to words, as if it were ...... A book was carved into the human skin.

Chu Ziyi glanced at it twice, but he really couldn't see what it was. Just when he straightened up, he found Jiang Xian staring at the other party's arm. He just wanted to speak, but Jiang Xian raised his hand to stop him.

Five minutes...... Ten minutes...... Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Xian stood up with a long sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "There is a lack of a door." ”

"Missing one?" Chu Ziyi's brows furrowed deeply, and then he immediately reacted, stood up suddenly, and his voice raised several degrees: "Lu Banshu?!" ”

Jiang Xian nodded: "The Book of Luban has long been lost, and it is divided into two volumes. The first volume is Taoism, and the second volume is solution and medical magic. However, with the exception of medical spells, there are no specific methods of practice, only spells and charms. It is said that after learning the Luban book, widows, widows, orphans, loneliness, and disabled people can choose the same, so it is also called the lack of a subject. ”

Chu Ziyi looked at Jiang Xian like a ghost: "How do you know?" ”

As soon as he finished asking, he sighed: "Also, with the thousands of years of transmission of your master, it is not surprising to know." That...... What kind of text is used on this? What is written? ”

Jiang Xian licked his lips and said solemnly: "It uses the Lu script in the ancient texts of the Six Kingdoms, and there are many overlaps between the Lu characters and the ancient gold scripts. And there are very few ancient gold texts that have been handed down to this day, and it is normal for you not to know. ”

"As for what is written...... he pondered for a moment, word by word: "Six dragon walls, Yama Eyes." Break the lock of the golden wheel and sway the white jade bell. Ward off evil spirits and step on the clouds and forget the river, and look at Penglai at night out of the nine secludeds. ”

Six Dragon Walls, Yama Eyes!

Chu Ziyi's eyes flashed: "Under the dry well, it is the hexagonal wall!" There's a faucet on every wall! The poem is to say......"

Jiang Xian glanced at him: "They are mausoleum keepers, and the marks that can be engraved on their bodies are likely to ...... is a structural diagram of the entire tomb. ”

Chu Ziyi stood up abruptly and paced quickly in the room with his hands in his hands. Suddenly raised his head and said, "What about Lu Banshu?" ”

"Why does it appear, and as a marker to convey information?"

Jiang Xian looked at him deeply: "If this is that person's graveyard, then everything makes sense." His cemetery was built by nearly 800,000 people and took 40 years to complete. Who will rule such a vast project? Of course, it was the master craftsmen of the time. And the craftsmen at that time, the best were none other than the descendants of Luban. ”

Chu Ziyi took a deep breath, and the old muscles on his face were a little red: "And to participate in the construction of the imperial mausoleum, even in the history of Huaguo, there are only three emperors who did not let the craftsmen be martyred. So ......"

"When they went, they knew they were going to die." Jiang Xian said lightly: "So I left a legacy." As for warding off evil spirits at the end of the verse...... Probably those behemoths I met in the pit. Lethe River ...... Maybe it's the underground river full of lampreys. ”

The old man didn't speak anymore, but looked at Jiang Xian in shock. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You and that person...... It's almost exactly the same. ”

He sighed and looked at the roof intently: "I don't know who he is, it's just a chance encounter in the restaurant." He saw the tattoo on my arm and asked me a lot...... I never saw him again. ”

He blinked suddenly: "By the way, there is a stick figure eye mark in the palm of his hand." ”

Jiang Xian secretly noted this point, nodded and said, "And then?" ”

"Then ......" The old man smiled bitterly: "I also learned from him whose tomb keeper we should be, living in that land for generations." And he told me that the uninhabited village two kilometers away from us, which is now the village of Da Rong, is likely to be the real entrance to this tomb. At this time, it has been six years since I left Darong Village...... For the first time, I had the idea to go back and see. ”

"I think...... That's a curse. Curse of the Graveyard! Only then did the villagers become neither human nor ghostly. His emotions were visibly agitated, his face was slightly pale, he clutched his chest, and his breathing became rapid. Jiang Xian handed him a water cup and patted the other party's back gently: "Say it slowly, don't worry." ”

The old man took a sip lightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you...... Please let me finish these words...... It's been in my heart for too long......"

He closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "I exhausted all my savings and returned to Darong Village with a lot of equipment. To convince the villagers, let them get out of here. I started looking for a cemetery with them, and at the same time looking for a place for the village to relocate. And then...... I, I ......"

His chest rose and fell sharply, he bit his lip, and his voice trembled slightly: "I...... Saw the Golden Wheel Lock! ”

Brush-Jiang Xian and Chu Ziyi's eyes raised at the same time, looking deeply at the old man. No one expected that there would be such an unfolding!

"Where did you see that?" Without waiting for Jiang Xian to speak, Chu Ziyi immediately asked.

"Right under the cell where I'm being held." The old man's face was a little distorted, as if he had fallen into a nightmare back then, his hands like chicken claws were clutching the sheets, and his eyes were bulging: "Remember...... The door is not an entrance...... The entrance is below...... Directly below! ”

"What if...... If any of the six walls rise, never go inside...... Inside......"

His whole body trembled, his face spasmed with some pain, Jiang Xian immediately stopped: "Let's rest first, these things, it doesn't matter if you talk about them later." ”

"No!" The old man grabbed his hand, raised his head and gasped, "Listen to me...... Underneath the dry well, there is another space, and that is the real entrance! ”

His voice became faster, as if he had returned to his prime: "There is a huge sculpture there, I'm afraid it is dozens of meters high. It has a human-like face, with auspicious clouds carved behind it, and nine suns hanging from it. Its carved garment is very ornate, but there are three bird's claws under its feet! ”

In his hands, he held a golden wheel...... Maybe five meters big, or ten meters! This wheel...... A chain hung down. ”

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Xian, his strength was so great that he even grabbed him in front of him, and his facial features were a little distorted: "That should be the Golden Wheel Lock, but ...... Be sure to pay attention to the ...... before pulling it Be careful! ”

"Overhead...... ...... above his head" His eyes began to lose focus, and his chest rose and fell like bellows. In less than a second, his whole body began to tremble, and then he collapsed on the hospital bed. A few words came out of his mouth: "It's true...... Overhead ...... There's something! Be...... Really ......"

"That'...... Not a god idol...... Yes, it's a demon......"