Adhering to his familiarity with the dog, Cao An did not make any moves, and felt the stone carvings in front of him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zhang Yunlai's voice to come over, "Where?" What about the Book of Heaven you found? ”

"Isn't that it? It's bright in front of you, you can't see it? It's not only the dog master and I am talented, the chosen one, so I can see it, but this clear line is clear, you can touch it, you see, the writing is so dense and neat, the lines are clear, and it is full of historical breath. ”

"You call this the Book of Heaven?" Zhang Yunlai pointed to the marks on the cliff wall in front of him.

"Do you understand?" The dog obviously didn't pay attention to the change in Zhang Yunlai's face at all, and asked rhetorically.

"I don't understand, you understand?"

"I can't understand the dog master, isn't it called the Book of Heaven if I can't understand it? Who can understand this ghost-like tadpole text, the most magical thing is that you see, it is still a yang carving. ”

The most simple difference is that the lines that need to be carved are convex or concave, and the concave is the yin carving, and the convex is the yang carving.

The whole black cliff stone wall is full of tadpole inscriptions, which subconsciously gives people a sense of directly sticking to the cliff with a string of tadpole texts.

But it is indeed carved, and the words are connected together with each other very smoothly, so as to strengthen its stability on the cliff, and the whole text is absolutely text, because it has its own style and system, and it is by no means a natural creation.

Here, Cao An had finished reading the Black Cliff Stone Carving Characters, and turned to Rhubarb's side, stretched out his hand, and touched it on the dog's head, and the feeling was getting better and better.

"This extraterritorial meteorite seems to be not afraid of wind and rain erosion, otherwise after so many years, even if the text engraved by the sun is thick, it will be blurred, etc., now it seems that it does not, it is still clear and verifiable, as if it was carved yesterday, and there are no traces of broken lines."

The engraved characters over there did not give Cao An this kind of shock, but here, he really felt it, but unfortunately, he didn't understand the text, and he didn't have the will to inherit, otherwise he really wanted to know what was recorded on it.

The same touch, the same history, the same ordinary, except for the different ways of recording, there is nothing else special, and the same is true for the third black cliff stone carving, the third article records some of the characters are full of 'gods', the reason why they are called gods is just speculation.

Because no one knows these gods and Buddhas recorded above, with Cao An's contact with several previous civilizations, he does not know the sculptures on it, yes, it is not so much a mural, but a sculpture is more vivid, there are 800 characters in the whole text, and the expressions and images are different, and none of the faces are similar.

The impression that comes back from the sculptures is that these sculptures should not be much different from the previous simple lines of figures, because the clothes on their bodies still retain the most primitive style, and both men and women, except for simple shaming, do not even meet the standard of keeping out the cold.

When night fell, the sky had completely darkened, and below the black cliff carvings on three sides was a large enough clearing, probably because it was mistaken for an enlightenment dojo before, and now there are still people coming, although it is located below, and it is relatively gentle, but it retains the stone layer.

Only a few places on the edges, where soil remains and weeds grow. It looks like a martial arts arena that has been unattended for a long time, in the middle of the text and the statue, there is a three-story wooden building standing on the mountain, and the money is very good, so many years have passed, and you can still see the faint glow above.

Zhang Yunlai opened his mouth to explain: "It was a wooden building that was previously provided to people who realized the Tao here, in its heyday, there were four such wooden buildings, and later a part of it was demolished, and the rooms that were not separated inside were all connected, and they were done to accommodate more people and save space at that time." ”

A few people did not enter, but rested in this huge 'martial arts arena'.

In the middle of the night, several people were suddenly woken up by a burst of babbling, this biting yin wind seemed to have become the climate, Zhang Yunlai twitched the corners of his mouth, there was a flash of divine light in his eyes, and he looked at the location where the voice came, he wanted to see what kind of goods he couldn't think of.

In these years, I have only heard that people and monsters are fighting, and even the demons and others have to retreat, and occasionally you can see one or two so-called spirits, which are also in the deep mountains, as for the ghosts, they have to be ranked behind the spirits, either in the extreme yin land, or in some remote villages will happen.

Although ghosts are not all derived from the wisdom and consciousness, they also have the instinct to sense danger, and the sunlight in the sky, the breeze in the earth, the majestic and righteous voice, the power of qi and blood in the strong people, etc., can cause fatal damage to them.

Based on such instincts, after seeing himself and others, he didn't think about better concealing himself, but provoked him in a grand manner, Zhang Yunlai felt that the yin thing in front of him was very thoughtful and bold, could it be that he was too arrogant because it became a bit of a climate?

"He taught me to put away my resentment, avoid coquettishness, and reform myself, change my temperament, stop falling in love, turn back from the bitter sea, and realize Lan Yin early; I want to stir up, weave fireworks, self-deprecation, idle bones, hide the ruins forever, cut off my heart and tongue, and swallow the fruit alone......"

The orange light lit up in the wooden building, accompanied by gusts of gloomy wind, the woman's low chant came out, complaining, only listening to the voice, when it was a very beautiful woman, but this voice in such an environment, inexplicably more eerie chill, dogs are born with a rejection of these evil things.

Rhubarb grinned, and there was a sense of anger between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was blocked by Cao An.

"Don't be busy, listen to what she has to say!"

Under Cao An's comfort, Rhubarb squatted down, just looked at the place of the wooden building, still not good, after this shallow singing, the orange light of the wooden building became softer, and there was a vague feeling of illuminating the entire wooden building, and in the next second, two figures appeared in the orange light and shadow of the wooden building.

"Shadow puppetry?" Shen looked at the picture that appeared in front of him and said in a daze.

Cao An's divine thoughts were released to the surroundings, and he felt the aura around him, except that the temperature was indeed low because of the appearance of the yin matter, it seemed that the guys in there did not have any ill will towards himself and others, at least, he had not found it yet.

A little uneasy, he looked at Zhang Yunlai beside him, who cast a reassuring look, and he didn't find anything abnormal for the time being.

The story in the picture begins, just an eerie silence, no sound at all, but the scene and the picture are extremely realistic, if it weren't for the orange background behind it, subconsciously think that behind that light curtain, there would be another world.

It was a windy and snowy weather, and the white-clothed scholar staggered in the vastness, and he couldn't see what place this was, but a plain, a very vast plain, and the heavy snow covered all the low vegetation, and the fields were even more white.

Only the occasional tall tree on the side of the road barely brought some difference to the monotonous white, but further up, the canopy was also full of white.

His eyes were already red and swollen, and he finally walked into a village from the white, knocking on the door of one by one, but unfortunately, in such weather, his own food is a problem for a farmer, how to open the door to a foreigner, the scholar did not give up, he knew that this was his only chance to survive.

He also knew that the hope of survival was behind the door, but now he opened the door.

No one wants to open that door of life for him.

In the end, the scholar collapsed in front of the last family, compared to the previous farmhouse, this should be the most down-and-out family, and it is precisely because of this that it is at the end and edge of the village. Unexpectedly, the door opened, and the woman in Mai stepped out of it, rubbing her hands red from the cold.

Looking at the man on the ground, her face flushed with confusion, she closed the door, and after a while, opened it again, her face full of confusion and worry, and finally dragged the man into the room, behind the door, the woman lit the little firewood left for the scholar.

Because the bed in the house was really broken, it was no different from lying directly on the ground, but a layer of dry thatch that was not too thick, I took some rice from the clay pot in the house, and looked at the scholar, but I was still ruthless, took a little more, and boiled a bowl of gruel.

Under the care of the woman, the book life has come over, the woman's appearance is not bad, if the dirt on the face is washed, it will definitely stand out in the small village, but she doesn't dare, she can't, this is self-preservation.

But the scholar saw that the two people were in the same room, no matter how to avoid it, they would eventually be discovered, this snowy day lasted for a long time, the two secretly had feelings, and they agreed to each other for life, the woman washed clothes for other people's families in the cold winter, subsidized the family, and the scholar studied hard, and at the beginning of spring, the two parted, and the scholar entered Beijing to catch the exam.

"It's about a negative man's play." The corners of Zhang Yunlai's mouth rose slightly, and he said softly, this is a story that has been told badly, and there is really nothing new about it.

"It's the kind we've heard before, isn't it?" The old dog nodded and replied loudly.

"It's probably like that, shadow puppetry, the material comes from life, from the rivers and lakes, it's not surprising, but I don't understand what this yin thing is doing for us, is it here for our pastime?"

The plot in the picture is still advancing, and the scholar is as everyone expected, a high school champion......