Chapter 8: The Tomb of Qingcheng Lian Colored Ink
"Painting, Guo Mingyue, Traveling Through Space, Immortal ......"
I quickly flipped through the notes in my hand, and finally, I found that there was an article in "Strange Tales of Mountains and Rivers" about a woman with long hair and a white dress painting in a cemetery at midnight.
This event is actually made up of two things.
One of them:
On June 27, 1928, Liu Fangdong, a villager from Shanhe Village, went out at midnight and went to the Xiaoshanbao cemetery in the south of the village.
Liu Fangdong has long heard that there is an ancient tomb in this small hill cemetery, which dynasty is unknown, but it is certain that the only daughter of a big official in ancient times is buried in it, and there are many gold and silver treasures buried with it.
Liu Fangdong is lazy on weekdays, and he really doesn't want to live a life where he works hard every day as a tenant and barely makes ends meet all year round, so he hit the idea on the ancient tomb.
Liu Fangdong went down with a pickaxe, and there was a crisp sound of "bang", which was particularly harsh in the graveyard at midnight, and he himself was frightened.
After calming down for a while, Liu Fangdong looked at it by the moonlight, and became excited again, it turned out that the ground around the cemetery was made of bluestone, but over the years, a thick layer of soil had accumulated on the bluestone, and weeds had grown on this layer of soil, which also covered up the original momentum of this ancient tomb.
"It looks like it's really a big tomb, there must be treasures."
Liu Fangdong began to dig up again, but digging and digging, he felt that the surroundings were a lot brighter, although the moon was very big this night, but it was not so bright, so bright that he could already see the handwriting on the small tombstone hidden in the weeds.
On the tombstone, the slightly larger words are engraved: Qingcheng Liancai Ink Tomb.
There are also two lines of small characters below, which seem to be an introduction to the owner of this tomb: the talented girl is painted with colored ink, painted as a ghost and god.
The whole tombstone, there are only these few words.
It's so bright around here, how can it suddenly become so bright, it looks like daytime.
Liu Fangdong raised his head and looked around, just this look, he was already speechless in shock.
Not far behind him, a very bright lamp hung in the air, and under that lamp, stood a woman in white with long curly hair, and next to this woman was a wooden frame, on which was placed paper, and the woman was holding a pen in her hand, and was drawing something on it.
Under the light, the woman's appearance was peerless, Liu Fangdong was stunned for a while, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, unable to move.
After a long time, the woman seemed to have finished the last stroke, then looked at Liu Fangdong and said slowly:
"When I died, it was an autopsy, and my body melted with the wind, and my father was grieved and built this tomb to commemorate me, and there is nothing of value in it for you."
After speaking, he painted a little bit on the painting, as if it was modified, and after a while, he beckoned to Liu Fangdong:
"Come and see, is this like you?"
Liu Fangdong's legs moved involuntarily, and then he saw that it was himself who was painted on it.
"You have a good body, but you are lazy and like to think crookedly, let me help you get rid of these."
After the woman finished speaking, she used a pen to tap Liu Fangdong's forehead, which was like a small black hole. Immediately, Liu Fangdong felt that his legs could move, and immediately turned around and ran away screaming.
Liu Fangdong ran home in one breath, scared to tears, always trembling and unable to speak, it took a long night to get better, and the next day he told his family about last night.
Since then, Liu Fangdong has a headache as long as he is lazy, so he has slowly become diligent.
He thought that whenever he had the idea of being lazy or crooked, he began to have a headache, and the location of the headache happened to be the location of the black hole on the forehead on the painting that the woman showed him.
But this Liu Fangdong was born lazy, and in the end, it was difficult to change this laziness, and he finally died of headaches.
Later, there were rumors in Shanhe Village that the ghost of the tomb owner and the colored ink still lingered in front of the tomb.
Second:
On September 17, 1929, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of the full moon, the sky was full of stars, many families in Shanhe Village also hung up lanterns, and even several wealthy families compared themselves with each other, and each hung the lanterns to the cemetery on the hill in the south of the village.
So the whole village, for a while, it was like day.
In front of Li Caimo's tomb, some people also hung lanterns and placed offerings such as fruits, flowers, and moon cakes.
In fact, since Liu Fangdong told the villagers about what he encountered during the tomb robbery, Li Caimo's tomb has been paying tribute to flowers for many years, and it seems that there are people paying tribute from time to time.
The surrounding area of Li Caimo's cemetery has also been cleaned up, revealing the original bluestone tomb, which looks quite luxurious.
In addition, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, there was a villager named Du Xiaoqing in Shanhe Village, who went to the countryside to do errands during the day, delayed for some time, and tried to come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with his family on the same day, so he walked at night and returned late that day, and did not walk to the Xiaoshanbao cemetery until midnight.
Du Xiaoqing saw the light on the side of the cemetery from a distance, and there were a few colored lanterns, and he thought that several big households in the village were hanging lanterns again this year, and even there were so many hanging in the cemetery.
While thinking about it, I came to the cemetery, and then, when I passed near the tomb of Lian Caimo, I found that there was a bright light, like daytime, and a woman in white stood in front of the tomb.
Du Xiaoqing had also heard that the ghosts of the colored ink often lingered in front of the tomb, and on August 15, there were colorful lights everywhere, so he was a little bolder, so he quietly hid in the grass and watched.
I saw the woman in white looking at the moon for a long time, and suddenly sighed: This round of bright moon has been the same as in the past for three hundred and twenty years, and it has shone on how much decay in the world. With such a thousand lights, I can't bear to imagine that I will face a catastrophe, thinking that I even color ink just because I inadvertently broke through immortality, and from then on I will cheat death and pretend to be a ghost, ghosts are only terrifying, but immortality can be shocking...... Two years later, when I received Jin Taezhi, I won't come back, hey! Long years, read life and death!
After speaking, the woman had an extra paintbrush in her hand, and with a few brushes in the void in front of her, a silver-white gate appeared out of thin air, and even the colored ink walked into the door.
Immediately, the light that had been like day before was gone, and only a few lanterns hung on the sparse trees in the pitch-black cemetery, and the light was faint, adding to the horror.
Du Xiaoqing got up from the grass and ran back to the village in one go.
The next day, Du Xiaoqing told Li Zheng He Wencai about it, but He Wencai didn't believe it, because he felt that if according to what Du Xiaoqing said, Lian Caimo had already broken through immortality, and he would never be old from then on, and he had the ability to open the door and enter the fairyland with a single painting, then why did she have to return to the desolate cemetery, why did she pretend to be a ghost, as long as she didn't appear again to live the days of the immortals?
After listening to Li Zheng's analysis, the villagers who listened to Du Xiaoqing talk about this incident didn't believe it, and they all thought that Du Xiaoqing made it up blindly.
Du Xiaoqing was speechless for a while, and again, he had the opportunity to talk to Jin Taizhi about this matter again.
Jin Taezhi was silent for a while, and only said one sentence:
"Troubled times are about to begin."
Therefore, in "The Strange Story of Mountains and Rivers", at the end of this incident, there is a sentence: This matter is suspected to be made up by Du Xiaoqing.
But I believe that Du Xiaoqing did not make it up, this is absolutely true.
I carefully studied every word of this incident and analyzed the description of Lian Caimo: a white dress, long curly hair, a peerless face, and a painting...... is exactly the same as Guo Mingyue, that must be Guo Mingyue.
By the way, in the record, Lian Caimo mentions "three hundred and twenty years", and the word "Qingcheng" is also on the tombstone.
Starting from 1929, going back to 320 years, 1609, during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, "Qingcheng" is the meaning translated from Hohhot, and some people have begun to refer to Hohhot with "Qingcheng" at that time.
Then it can be speculated that the father of this Lian Caimo should be a high-ranking official at that time, and after the death of ordinary people, the ancestral home of this person should be indicated on the tombstone.
However, Shanhe Village is located in a remote area, and a large capital has never been built here in history, how could a court official with a high position bury his beloved daughter in the poor countryside of Shanhe Village?
I imagined 10,000 possibilities, but I didn't think they were possible.
Lian Caimo, could it be Guo Mingyue? If so, will it be her past life? Is there really such a thing in a previous life? How I wish that reincarnation and past lives really existed.
It seems that this past Shanhe Village is bound to go back again.