Chapter 116: Genting Tiangong · New news

I was in a coma for three days. When I woke up, I was taken to the hospital. When I opened my eyes, I could n’t remember anything. I just felt that the sky was turning, and I could n’t stop my nausea and dizziness.
Two days later, this situation only got better, but my language ability was completely lost. No matter what I wanted to say, all the sounds I made were strange.
I thought my brain broke and affected the nerves of the language. I was very scared, but the doctor told me that it was only a sequelae of severe concussion and told me not to worry.
I communicated with other people with gestures like a dumb. Until the fourth day, I barely spoke to the doctor, where am I now. He told me that this was the Red Cross Hospital in Beilin District, Xi’an. I was brought back by several armed police officers. He did n’t know exactly how he found me. He only said that I had about 20 bones broken all over my body. It was caused by falling from a cliff.
I was cast on my chest and left hand, but I didn't know how much I hurt. I heard him saying that I was dead. I asked him when he would be discharged from the hospital. He smiled at me and said that he could not get out of bed after ten days and a half months.
That night, the armed police who sent me heard that I was able to speak and brought me a fruit basket to see me. I asked him the same thing as the doctor. He did n’t know how to answer me, only that there were a few villagers in Lantian. I was found by a stream. I put it on a bamboo raft. The wound on my body has been treated.
Doctor said that if it were not for these treatments, I would have died long ago.
I find it strange that my last memory was the moment when it fell into the water. According to the principle, the water should be washed onto the beach at most. How did it get put on the bamboo raft?
Second, Lantian is about 70 or 80 miles away from Jiajiao Gully. Could it be that we have walked through the underground river for such a long distance?
I made a lie about climbing a cliff and sent away the armed police with great gratitude, and immediately called Wang Meng to have him come to Xi'an to bring some money and my clothes.
Wangmeng arrived the next day, I paid for the medical expenses, and then bought a mobile phone and a laptop again.
I asked Wang Meng how has the business been recently? He said there was nothing important, but my dad called me many times. I said to my heart, I did n’t expect it to take so long when I came out, and I might be worried, so I reported safety to my family, but my dad was away, and I said something to my mom. news.
It seemed that everything was the same as when I came, and I sighed.
In the next few days, I was bored. Suddenly I thought of the old itch, and my heart was sour, so I lay on the hospital bed, looking at the completely worn mountaineering suit I wore when I fell, looking for the old itchy diary.
The diary was still there, but I couldn't read anything because of the blisters. I reluctantly read it for a while, and I couldn't see anything, so I connected to the hospital's phone and passed the time online.
I checked a lot of information, but there is not much information about antiques on the Internet. I can only sketch the bronze tree in my brain and send it to some friends to see.
Later received replies, most of them did not know what this is, and they did not believe my description, but there are a few letters that are very enlightening to me.
One of them was sent from the United States. A friend of my father talked to me quite well. He wrote in his email that this type of bronze tree is called a "pillar". In 1984, one was also found in a mine in Panzhihua, but it was not as big as I said. The section of it has been completely rusted. So far, there is no literature that can explain what this thing is used for. However, according to the narrative poems of ethnic minorities recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing" and some texts, this thing is indeed related to the "earth dragon (snake)" activity in ancient times. related.
"Candle Nine Yin" should be a kind of snake living in very deep veins. Because it has survived in a steep rock gap for a long time, it has almost no chance to face up, so the two eyes have mutated like flounder.
The ancients used blood to draw it from the deepest veins, then shot and made it into a candle. It sounds injustice, but at that time, the long-lasting light source was extremely precious, especially for some people who lived at night or lived in dark caves.
I think his analysis is a bit reasonable, but I still can't explain why it encounters the so-called "pillar", which will produce that wonderful and terrifying ability.
I wrote back in the past and asked him if anything similar happened in history.
He came back and attached a scrap of paper, which was a memo-style novel, which recorded an incident that occurred during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and mentioned a blue and white stone dragon pattern box. It was said that someone sent the box to the palace, and the Emperor Qianlong opened it and secretly summoned several ministers to the palace. The secret talked about the latter half of the night, and then there was a matter of dry fire in the palace. The ministers, except for one famous one, all had no hospice, and finally killed them inexplicably.
When I look at the time, it is probably the box written by Li Pipa's "He Mu Ji", that is, it should be related. It seems that the person who dug out the blue and white stone dragon box and the person who understands this matter, Did not get a hospice. The emperor made such a big determination to keep a secret, so what is this blue and white stone dragon box? Will it be the origin of this ancient bronze tree?
I wrote back to ask for his opinion again. He only answered one sentence, and he didn't know until he dug.
I laughed bitterly, knowing that this is not possible. Who knows how deep it is below, maybe they cast this thing for centuries. Even if someone is willing to dig, I definitely ca n’t see it. Too.
There are also several letters that my second uncle sent to me. He said that the ethnic culture at that time inherited the decorative style of the Western Zhou Dynasty, but at that time, the interracial communication was limited, and the transportation and communication were extremely underdeveloped, so there should be a Time lag, that is to say, I estimated the time too early. According to the general rule, at that time, the Central Plains region should have been late Qin.
At that time, almost all activities were related to the construction of the mausoleum by Emperor Qin Shihuang. They hunted the candles of Jiuyin, perhaps to extract "Dragon Oil", to pay tribute to the Emperor Alchemy or similar activities.
And according to geological exploration, the bottom of Qin Shihuang's mausoleum also had huge metal objects surrounding the tomb. According to the truth, metallurgical technology at that time should not be able to complete such a huge project. The builders of this part should be foreign nations with particularly developed metallurgical technology.
The second uncle is Qin Shihuang's loyal Fans, and everything can be related to that segment. I don't take him for granted.
One month later, I was discharged from the hospital and returned home, and I began to recuperate and re-enter my life. I sorted out the mailbox that was almost bursting, and after sorting out some magazines and newspapers, I found an unsigned express.
Old Wu:
Can you guess who I am?
Yes, I am not dead, or to say. I'm alive again.
I am sorry to involve you in this matter, but after all, you are the only person I can trust, and I have no other choice.
Now that the whole thing has been completed, our relationship must end here. I am very happy to be friends with you, but now this is not important anymore.
Do you really want to know what happened three years ago?
Three years ago, an old watch and I went to the Qinling area to step on a plate. We found a tree hole in the banyan forest according to local legends. We considered preparing for the adventure again and again. You all know the process, and I was later Trapped in the stone cave.
At that time, I was desperate. Although I would n’t die so fast, it was more terrible for me to live. I would live in the depths of a narrow, dark mountain forever. There would never be a day when I would have suffered. Experienced it.
I stayed in the dark for four months. These four months are just tormenting in hell. However, during this time, I kept thinking. I know that this ability is related to the subconscious mind, for example, I want to open a door on the stone, I must convince myself that there is a door on the stone itself, otherwise, even if you want to break your head, the door will not appear.
People cannot deceive the subconscious by themselves, so to use this ability, you must lead, which is very difficult. I told you that once the guidance fails or there is a deviation, you do n’t know what is materialized, very terrible.
I kept doing things and gradually mastered some tips, but this time I found that this ability will gradually disappear with the decline of time.
This feeling is very obvious, as if people feel fatigue little by little, I realized that if I do not take a way out, I may starve to death here.
I had nowhere to go. I tried to replicate myself with that ability. I didn't expect to succeed, and I was shocked. Suddenly, I suddenly found that I appeared outside the cave.
At that time, I didn't realize that I copied it. All the memories of me and myself were exactly the same, so when he called me, I didn't agree that I was a copy. He began to scold me and said that I wanted to replace it. He exists in this world and says he wants me to disappear. I was scared. I thought the one in the cave was a monster. So, no matter what the call sign in the cave was, I still found explosives and completely collapsed the cave.
In fact, I did know that I was copied, but my subconscious did not want to believe this thing, so I chose a state of destruction, I killed myself, and then told myself that I just killed one substitute.
The bronze tree gave people a short time for ability, so I took off a bronze branch and went out from the underpass under the bronze tree, hoping to bring a part of the bronze tree will make my ability last longer, so that I can escape Going outside, it turned out that I was right.
I went outside and dug out what we dug before we arrived here, and I was afraid that the bronze branches were too obtrusive, buried it, and then returned to Xi'an, looking for a place to sell the things in my hands.
It's a pity that when I was doing business, I grabbed plain clothes at an antique stall. Later, you also know that. I went home and my mother has left. These things, I didn't lie to you.
There are still some things, and I must also tell you that it is not without cost to have this ability. My memory is very poor. Many things must be written down in advance before I can remember it. That is the aftereffect of using this ability. I could have settled you well along the way and let you do it unconsciously. This expedition, but unfortunately, in the past three years, I have forgotten a lot of things, how I came out, I ca n’t remember clearly, so there are so many flaws. I estimate that after two or three years of hard work, I may completely lose the ability to remember.
You also have that peculiar energy. I do n’t know if it will affect you. You need to take care. According to my calculations, this kind of power may remain on you for several years, but it is very weak and almost feels no. To.
Old itch
I read the complete letter and took a breath, not knowing what to say. Inside the envelope, there is also a photo of him and his mother sitting on the boat, with the sea behind, and it should have been abroad. Her mother is very beautiful, very young, and standing with him is more like a couple. I looked at it carefully, but I always felt that there was an evil spirit on his mother's face, an indescribable grief, perhaps a psychological effect.