(24) The Great Combination of Evil Spirits

Speaking of this, Xiao Qingfeng looked at the sun in the sky that had completely flashed, turned to the little Taoist, and said, "It's time, you hurry up and follow Brother Wolf and Second Brother to take a shortcut to the top, and go and do what you need to do." ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he suddenly realized, slapped his thigh, and shouted: "Alas, how did I almost forget this important event." Brother Wolf, you two hurry up and lead the way, go, go!" After speaking, he pulled the two of them and galloped away.

Jing Xin slowly walked around the prodigal son and the doll, looking up from time to time to see the three people rushing away.

Seeing that it would take a while for the three of them to return, Xiao Qingfeng looked at the remaining Jingxin, Mengshan Turtle, and Xiao Maitreya, and said with a smile: "When you went up the mountain, did you notice a majestic stone bridge?"

Jing Xin said: "Yes, not long after walking through the 'Duyu Pavilion', I noticed that there was indeed a stone bridge on the side of the mountain road. At that time, I wondered who had the leisure to build such a majestic and exquisite stone bridge in the middle of these mountains. If it weren't for the special day of the day, and the fact that the old man still had important things to do, I would have liked to appreciate the magnificent stone bridge built on this high mountain. By the way, I really noticed a few points at that time, it seems that there are a few extremely obvious dragon head accessories and some embossed dragon patterns on the bridge, like this kind of flying arch stone bridge, it turns out that I really rarely encountered. It's just a faint feeling, it seems to be a bit like the style of the imperial bridge in front of those imperial palace halls or emperor-level mausoleums. ”

Mengshan Turtle said: "Sister Jingxin is worthy of being the young master of Nangong, and sure enough, her eyes are like electricity, just by inadvertently glancing at it, she can see the true body of this stone bridge." Yes, you're right, this stone bridge should be the kind of so-called imperial bridge built in front of the mausoleum. And that place, I did come to Hou Ye once earlier, but until now there are still many mysteries that have not been solved. ”

Speaking of this, Mengshan Turtle paused slightly, as if he was seriously recalling something, and then continued to say: "In fact, more than 300 meters up from the north side of the stone bridge, there is indeed a 'peculiar' Ming Dynasty style mausoleum. Moreover, the overall meteorological pattern of this mausoleum is almost a perfect model in Feng Shui. The mausoleum is located in the middle of the sun of the main peak of the Lotus Mountain, and the left and right sides are the two jade peaks of the arch guard. The mausoleum digs the mountain as a hole, the Tibetan wind gathers qi, the front is clear towards the mountain case mountain, and the image of worshipping the mountain is faint. The whole cemetery is built according to the mountain, sitting in the north and facing south, which is the feng shui pattern of 'the front Vermilion Bird, the rear Xuanwu, the left green dragon, and the right white tiger'. Its magnificence can still be seen now based on the existing ruins. Not only is there a complete bridge that has been preserved to this day, but the location and scale of the three main halls can be clearly distinguished, and there are still traces of the castle wall on the periphery. Just this almost intact imperial bridge can be seen that this is by no means something that ordinary dignitaries and wealthy businessmen can build. This stone bridge is about 100 meters long, tens of meters wide and more than 10 meters high. On each side of the bridge, there are nine exquisite dragon head accessories. Not only is the standard of the stone bridge extremely high, but it is impossible to build a stone bridge of this scale in the middle of such mountains without the tens of thousands of craftsmen taking several years. And what is amazing is that none of the stones used in this stone bridge are local stones from Lotus Mountain, and they are all imported from somewhere. The transportation of stone alone is by no means a simple project. I really don't know how these exquisite and incomparable boulders were transported to an altitude of four or five hundred meters in the mountains with only human power. ”

When Mengshan Turtle said this, he sighed softly, and then said faintly: "Who would have thought that such a scale would be such a cemetery. However, when it came to the most important and core location of the underground palace in the end, it really surprised all the modern people who had seen it with their own eyes, and they were even directly shocked by the situation inside. There is no tomb of corresponding specifications in the tomb, and there are almost no valuable burial goods in it, only a few fragments of Ming Dynasty terracotta figurines remain. It is speculated that when the tomb was not officially completed, for unknown reasons, the owner of the tomb was hastily buried. In addition, according to the analysis of professional archaeologists, this tomb was hastily buried before it was built, and it should have been destroyed by large-scale man-made people later. This is the reason why no remains of the tomb or anything that could prove the identity of the tomb owner have been found in the burial chamber. It should be that the later large-scale vandalism not only took away all the burial goods inside, but even threw the remains of the tomb owner out of the tomb, leaving him in the wilderness. Just imagine, how can such an unbelievable thing happen in a mausoleum of such a size. ”

Jing Xin said: "Yes, I didn't look very carefully at the time, it seems that in the mountain nest up from the bridge, I can faintly see the pattern of Baocheng with strict weather. I remember that around the so-called treasure city, there are still some low stone piles of bluestone piles that have long collapsed, which should be the traces of the cemetery wall left behind by the time you said. To be honest, this is the first time I have come to this Lotus Mountain, and I am really not very familiar with this place, but I have heard Brother Wolf talk about it a few times. In this way, this place really has a bit of a deep cultural heritage. It's just that, why have I never seen any records of the tombs of emperors or princes of the Ming Dynasty in the local chronicles of our YZ City?"

At this moment, Xiao Maitreya, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "Yes, since this grand and strange mausoleum is real, what kind of person is his master?"

Mengshan Turtle smiled and said, "Brother Maitreya has asked the right question this time, and this mausoleum monster has not had a clear answer so far. Not only are there no clear records in the official chronicles, but even some of the folk essays and notes are not accurately recorded. Not only that, but the local government has carried out a careful protective excavation of the mausoleum in the past few years, and in the end there has been no official report. Later, it is said that the relevant departments above have also conducted rigorous research and academic discussions on this issue, but there is still no definite conclusion. Only according to the fragments of terracotta figurines unearthed in the tomb and the architectural style and scale specifications of the entire cemetery, it can be roughly concluded that this must be the tomb of an emperor or a prominent prince of the Ming Dynasty. Because of the scale and specifications of this mausoleum, it has exceeded the general treatment of princes, and it can almost be on par with the Ming Ming Tombs. However, because there are no inscriptions or related official records, no one has dared to draw conclusions about it. Even it has experienced a second havoc of vandalism, which is an unsolved mystery that is difficult to explain. ”

Xiao Qingfeng looked at the smiling Maitreya with a puzzled face, and then looked at the prodigal son and the doll who were still sleeping, smiled slightly, and said: "I now have a bold speculation that the owner of this mausoleum is probably the true body of the two resentful spirit primordial gods that are still remaining in the bodies of these two people. This can be roughly confirmed by the strange transformation of the two of them at that time. ”

Jingxin seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took Xiao Qingfeng's words and said, "Yes, when the two of them were fighting with us just now, the two of them did have a strange transformation. I remember that Ah Lang turned into a tall and mighty prince of the Ming Dynasty, and the doll turned into the appearance of a princess of the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, Ah Lang's body and actions are faintly the demeanor of a sect master, and his gestures naturally reveal a noble and elegant demeanor. Although his later moves were vicious and almost insane, it can still be seen that he once received a strict and formal aristocratic education. ”

Laughing Maitreya said: "No, my young master of Nangong, although I didn't have the honor to see your big battle. However, I don't believe that you can judge what kind of education he has just from the martial arts, which is a bit too mysterious. ”

Xiao Qingfeng said: "What Jing Xin said is good, and it is precisely from his body and actions, coupled with their strange incarnations at that time, that I basically determined that they should be the true owners of this strange mausoleum." If I expected it to be true, they should be a couple of Ming Dynasty emperors or princes. In other words, they are the resentful spirits in this mausoleum that have not been dispersed for hundreds of years. Of course, we don't know what kind of tragic changes they experienced back then. But from all kinds of unsolved mysteries, it can be seen that they have suffered unimaginable great changes before and even after death. As a result, they could not see the completion of their mausoleums during their lifetimes, and even after their deaths, they had to suffer from being exhumed and their coffins exhumed, and finally ended up in a ridiculous situation where their bodies were exposed in the wilderness. In the end, for hundreds of years, their souls could not be at peace, and slowly turned into resentful souls that were separated from the middle metaverse, and they could not be reborn forever. It is precisely because of the kind of tragic changes they suffered before and after their deaths that they slowly turned into infinitely resentful spirits in the Middle Metaverse. For hundreds of years, they have been cultivating and waiting. I hope that one day, I will break through the ban in one fell swoop, break through the Middle Metaverse, and carry out a devastating attack on the Yin and Yang Realms with a vengeance, so as to vent the resentment that has been repeated for hundreds of years. ”

Listening to this, he showed a little compassion in his eyes, and said lightly: "Master Hou, can I understand it this way, now that you have broken their souls, as long as you completely destroy their primordial spirits in one fell swoop, all this will be considered completely over." But in this case, they will never be allowed to be restored and reborn? But is it really fair to them to do so? How can the humiliation they suffered during their lifetime and after death be dissolved? But if they are not completely eliminated, then when will they be retribution? Alas......" After saying this, he sighed softly.

Hearing her say this, Xiao Qingfeng also paused slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I, Ah Turtle, and the Heavenly Remnant can only disperse their souls, but we can't completely destroy their primordial spirits, and I'm only using the prohibition to temporarily control their primordial spirits." As I have said just now, their endless resentment combined with hundreds of years of penance has formed an ethereal infinite existence. Even if it seems that their primordial spirit is completely wiped out, as long as there is a little escape, they will still slowly regather in the future. ”

Laughing Maitreya exclaimed: "Then, then, is there any way to completely destroy their primordial gods, or to use any way to ban their primordial gods forever?"

Xiao Qingfeng said lightly: "This, I'm afraid no one is powerless." Unless ......"

Meditation said, "Unless, unless what?"

Xiao Qingfeng said: "Unless, we can find some way to let them completely calm down the resentment in their primordial spirit." Only by calming the resentment of their primordial gods can they automatically lift their endless resentment against the yin and yang worlds, so that the resentful spirits will be destroyed. Now I can only hope for the strange dream entrusted by the Heavenly Remnant Brother's teacher, and my intuition tells me that something in this strange dream of his should be a magic weapon that can dispel their resentment. ”

At this moment, the little Taoist priest came to everyone with a smile on his face, and respectfully held a round black wooden box the size of a bowl on his hands. After a while, the lone wolf and the mute also happily followed.

Just when the little Taoist priest was about to land, the prodigal son suddenly hummed. Everyone looked and saw that the prodigal son and the doll were moving slightly, and it looked like they were about to wake up.

Xiao Qingfeng reached out and took the round wooden box that the little Taoist priest held with both hands, only to feel that this small jet-black wooden box was unusually heavy. After looking closely, there were some strange symbols faintly engraved on the top of the wooden box, but I couldn't tell what the pattern was for a while. Then he handed the wooden box to the little Taoist, and didn't ask anything, just quietly looked forward to the little Taoist's next move.

I saw that the little Taoist priest first signaled everyone to retreat slightly, and all of them leaned down, and at the same time, no one made a sound. Then slowly, he placed the small black wooden box directly in front of the prodigal son and the doll. Then, I don't know what method he used, he gently removed the lid of the wooden box and moved it to a third of the position. Then, he quickly stepped back slightly, and quickly leaned down. Not to mention, when he leaned down, he looked more like a strange big turtle. However, under this situation, no one is in the mood to appreciate his clumsy weirdness.

Just when everyone was staring nervously at the small wooden box, the little Taoist priest who leaned down actually muttered something to himself. Anyway, no one understood, but it felt as if he was learning from an old Taoist priest to chant mantras. It's just that everyone has known him for almost ten years, but after all, no one has seen him usually play with the practice of chanting mantras.

Just when everyone was curious about his series of strange actions, incredible strange things happened again. I saw that from the Baihui acupoint of the prodigal son and the doll, a faint turquoise smoke slowly floated out. I saw these two puffs of turquoise smoke, which were still trying to struggle and writhe up and down, left and right at the beginning, and it seemed that they wanted to quickly escape from the Baihui acupoint above the heads of the two of them. But at this time, the small wooden box, which had opened a third of it, seemed to have some kind of magical magnetic force, and forcibly sucked in all the two puffs of turquoise smoke little by little. After the last trace of smoke slipped in, the lid of the small wooden box closed completely automatically. Immediately afterwards, after more than ten seconds of intense vibration, the small wooden box finally calmed down by itself.

At this time, I saw that the little Taoist priest stood up suddenly, stepped forward and took the small wooden box, and without saying a word, he turned around and left in a hurry. I saw him exert his light skills with all his strength, and rushed to the top of the main peak at a high speed again. At the same time, the prodigal son and the doll rubbed their eyes, stood up, and looked at the group with a blank expression. Xiao Qingfeng slowly walked up to the two, stared at them for a while, and smiled slightly. He knew that today's events were finally over.

After a while, the prodigal son and the doll came to their senses completely. The two began to ask the crowd what had just happened. Everyone saw that Xiao Qingfeng didn't squeak, and no one spoke, and the two anxious people jumped around on the spot. In the end, Jing Xin couldn't watch it anymore, pulled the two aside, and told them about the thrilling experience just now. The two of them were stunned for a while, and after listening, they stayed there directly, and it took a while to slowly come back to their senses. After relieving themselves, the two hurriedly bowed and thanked everyone. In the end, the two suddenly remembered that when they almost encountered a catastrophe, the dead fat man of Xiao Maitreya actually slept beautifully. The two of them attacked Xiao Maitreya again, making fun of the sarcasm, while fists and kicks each other, and the three living treasures suddenly made a mess again. Laughing at Maitreya, he begged for mercy again and again, and made a new promise: after he went back, he took out his monthly salary and invited everyone to drink happily, and the prodigal son and the doll laughed and let him go.

Soon, the little Taoist priest happily returned to the same place. Xiao Qingfeng asked, "Everything is done?" The little Taoist priest said, "This is a must, now we can go down the mountain with confidence." Xiao Qingfeng saw that the time was not too early, so he ordered everyone to pack up their equipment and start to detour down the mountain from the mountain road on one side.

On the way down the mountain, Mengshan Turtle said: "I said Brother Tiancripple, you can tell you about your experience of reaching the top twice, I just asked Brother Wolf about them, and they didn't say anything about being ugly for a long time." The little Taoist priest took the mineral water handed over by the laughing Maitreya, drank a few sips, and told everyone about his experience of reaching the top twice as he walked.