Chapter 13 Qinghua Temple

I identified it with Brother Qiang for a long time, and finally figured out the words on it without anyone's help: "Zhu Di erected, brutalized Zhongliang." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"These people were killed by Zhu Di, but who wrote the words in the sarcophagus. Scolding people can't be a little innovative, the shaft has been used for thousands of years. "I'm puzzled that these people were put to death and then salted into dried fish, and surely they couldn't have written it.

Diao Nan knocked on the stone, "These are made by craftsmen, and the craftsmen may have accompanied the funeral in the end." The clearest thing to see here is probably that the craftsmen who participated in the construction of the mausoleum, especially this kind of mausoleum built by splitting the mountain, the builders will not die well in the end. ”

Brother Qiang said: "You mean that these are the people who guarded and built or assisted in the construction of the mausoleum, and they were finally killed here. ”

Diao Nan nodded, "It must be so, but I still have some doubts." Chen Zhonghua said that this neighborhood was slaughtered twice, and it only took one time to kill these guards, so what was the reason for the other time? Also, the feng shui master who built the tomb obviously knew that this was the burial yang cave, but he still sprinkled a lot of blood here, so that the Nine Dragons Chasing the Phoenix Bead became a place of extreme yin, even if it was said to be a place to raise corpses, it is not an exaggeration, and the corpse of the woman buried in the Nine Dragons Chasing the Phoenix Bead is very likely to change. Since ancient times, it has been important to enter the soil for safety, if this is deliberate, it is obvious that this person has suffered to the extreme. ”

The three of us looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly said at the same time, "Deliberately causing a corpse mutiny." "In fact, this is just the speculation of the three of us, after all, after nearly 600 years, who can deduce what the truth of history is. Our speculation is nothing more than speculation, and there is no evidence to support it.

Brother Qiang advocated that everyone rest, and when it was dawn, drag the corpse with words on it up to see the situation. The words engraved on the corpse are like inscriptions, and there is a good chance that something new will be discovered. During the few days here, at first Diao Nan and I took turns resting, but later I found that not to mention people, not even an animal had appeared, and my heart was bigger.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day dawned, in fact, it was only about five o'clock. Brother Qiang kicked me up, and by this time the meal had been prepared, and after a few bites, they went into the water, and I answered me on the shore.

The two of them came up several times in succession to change their breath before they found the body that day. When I dragged it up, I realized that it was not handwriting at all, but something hidden under the skin.

Brother Qiang smiled, "This is really a good person, I guess the things in the meat must be an extremely secret thing, and it has been dead for hundreds of years and still leaves us with some thoughts." Do you say that you are reluctant to hide a few taels of silver under the stove in your hometown, and deliberately leave it for future generations? ”

Diao Nan took out a dagger, cut through the flesh like dead wood, and pulled out a stone plaque, on which a word was crookedly engraved. "This man is probably a craftsman, and he knows that his time is short, so he leaves the word in his flesh. The stone plaque is exquisitely made, but this word is engraved in a hurry. I'm afraid that when I die, this wound is still bleeding. It's just that the word is a little strange. ”

Because the stone plaque was still stained with the so-called flesh and skin, he didn't stretch out his hand and asked, "What kind of word do you say?" ”

Diao Nan stood up, observed the surrounding terrain, obviously judging the direction in combination with the depiction of the dragon pattern map, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Xun, this word is Xun." A gossip of gossip. ”

Brother Qiang spread out the map, Diao Nan pointed to a place on the map and said, "This is the Nine Dragons Chasing Phoenix Pearls, and our current location is here, the burial cave." Xun hexagram, for wood, for the wind. Location southeast. Now through this word, we can know that there is so much information that is sure to be related to the Nine Dragons and Phoenix Pearls, and everything else has to be found. ”

Brother Qiang pointed to the map and said that there are two small temples in the southeast of this mountain. Why don't we take a look and have some fasting, maybe I'll think of it. Hey, why do you say the two temples are so close, doesn't this rob the incense?

Diao Nan was thoughtful, and perhaps the strangeness came out of these two small temples. This deep mountain and old forest, inaccessible for hundreds of years, how can there be temples, and there are still two.

It was only half a day's journey, and the three of us were already standing outside the gate of a small temple in the evening. At this time, the courtyard of the small temple was dilapidated, and there was no figure in sight. The two-inch-thick door panel can still leave a little bit of the day's style. The temples are not small, but some of the houses have collapsed.

There is a plaque outside the door, which reads Qinghua Temple. Brother Qiang said, "We can't go to Tsinghua University in our lives, and we haven't worked in vain if we have been to Tsinghua Temple, but it's a pity that I'm afraid there is no food to eat in this way." ”

The plaque of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was completely lacquered and hung crookedly to the side. I put down my backpack and looked around. Diao Nan asked Brother Qiang to make fire, and we walked around the temple, hoping to find something.

This Qinghua Temple is a bit peculiar in its construction, and the huge area has to be divided into several small courtyards, and it is unsurprisingly dilapidated and empty. In addition to the mud-fetal Buddha statue mottled with gold paint, there is not even an incense burner. I pondered in my heart that there was an incense burner here, and it was probably something from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

I walked three or four small courtyards in a row and didn't even find a futon, so I complained to Diao Nan, "This is such a broken yard, except for a few logs in the house, what else can be worth a little money." ”

But there was silence behind me, and suddenly a lonely coolness came to me, and I turned around where there was still Diao Nan's shadow. Just behind me, I disappeared like this silently?

I didn't dare to shout, trying to calm myself down. Because the ruined temple has not been visited for many years, and there is a thick layer of dust on the ground, I carefully discern that there is a row of footprints that are my own.

Not far behind him, there was another row of footprints, and I was almost certain that this was Diao Nan's. Diao Nan's footprints are dense inward, obviously walking very slowly when entering, but the interval between each step of turning around and outward is more than one meter, which shows that Diao Nan suddenly turned around and ran out. But why did he run?

I was empty-handed at this time, and once I encountered danger, I didn't even have any confidence in my heart, so I hurriedly walked back along the footprints, no matter what Diao Nan saw, I couldn't suffer with his bear paw. So self-preservation is the most important thing now.

I had just taken two steps and suddenly stopped, because I found another footprint, which was not from me and Diao Nan, and it could not be Brother Qiang's.

This footprint is peculiar, and it is a smiling face mark when stepped on the ground. If I usually see such a smiling face, I will definitely feel warm. But this empty temple can't give me a sense of security no matter what.

I made a comparison, and the footprints were indeed human footprints, at least two or three sizes smaller than my feet. I wear a size four or three, so these shoes are about a size 40. I try to keep myself as calm as possible, size forty shoes, either a man, relatively short. Either it's a woman, and she's taller. Thinking of Diao Nan saying that this Nine Dragons chasing phoenix beads is a woman, my heart began to grow, wouldn't it be this sister who came out to wander.

I almost stumbled back to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the things were still there, I grabbed the front and rummaged through the bag to find Beretta, clicked a few crisp loads, and hung two strings of bullets on my body, and suddenly felt much more comfortable. But then my heart sank to the bottom again, because the water on the smokeless stove was boiling, and it was steaming, but Brother Qiang was gone.