Chapter 142: Genting Temple · Pavilion

It was too late when we rushed past, Pan Zi had fallen so shadowless, there was a turn in the hole, the flashlight could not see the bottom of the situation, I do n’t know if he was dead or alive.
I want to jump as soon as my brain is hot, but the fat man is faster than me. He pulled the saber by pulling the rope on his foot and jumped into the hole. In a flash, he lost his shadow. I still want to jump again. I pulled the Chinese monk and said that the diameter is too small. Even you can jump down. You ca n’t beat the next one. If it works, the fat man can save the person. If you do n’t use it, you can jump down. Also die.
I coughed. The probe looked into the hole, but I couldn't see anything. I heard the sound of the fat man falling. The rope above was quickly pulled into the hole, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.
Straight for a minute, suddenly the rope stopped, and then there was a shock at the end of the rope, and then the fat man suddenly shouted deep below: "Pull the rope!"
We hurriedly pulled the rope and pulled up desperately, and soon the fat man dragged Pan Zi to appear. Pan Zi was still kicking his feet. Obviously the corpse still didn't let go.
Chen Pi Asi let us out, frowned, turned out an iron bullet, and hit the big head of the corpse, and the corpse screamed a sigh of relief, but immediately wanted to rush up after the slack .
Chen Pi Asi won't give it a chance again, another iron bomb hit him, he turned over and rushed again, another one, this time it rolled down.
We took the opportunity to pull both of them out of the hole, and several people immediately left the hole. The Chinese monk raised his engineer's shovel and waited on the side. Sure enough, within a few seconds, this thing suddenly jumped up again. The Chinese monk "dang" shot it alive and we heard a screaming quickly. It fell deep into the stone cave.
The fat man was pale, and while panting, he said to Pan Zi: "Look, I don't think your wife still likes you a little more."
Pan Zi was terrified enough, and waved his hand: "Don't talk, let's tie it up." He asked the Chinese monk again, "Is the hole in his mother's body a corpse's nest? If so, Lao Tzu blasted it and let it come soon reincarnation."
The Chinese monk waved his hand: "No, the corpse is not an animal, where is the nest? This hole is really strange, what did you see in it when you first fell?"
The fat man said: "I didn't bring a flashlight, I couldn't see anything, but I touched several pieces of stone slabs. This hole should be repaired manually."
Manually repaired? Monk Hua seemed a little concerned, and I turned my attention to this big hole.
The hole looks a bit like a well, but also his mother's depth. I thought it was an abandoned pile hole well. See if it is not. The diameter of this wellhead is a bit large. The pile hole well at that time could not be drilled to such a degree. There are signs of chiseling on the edge of the hole, and it is not naturally formed. That kind of lava hole.
Take a photo, the corpse inside is gone, and it seems to have fallen into it. I do n’t know if it was shot by the Chinese monk. This thing is not terrible except for its terrible appearance.
The inner wall of the well had some slate inlaid at the beginning, but it disappeared at the back, and it was very uneven, a bit like the inner wall of some people's duodenum. A wind blew in from the well, mixed with a hint of damp smell. The probe went in for a few meters. It was dark inside, and I didn't know where it was going.
The fat man looked strangely and said: "It's a bit like the cellar of the northeast. Isn't this the place where artisans used to pickle cabbage when repairing this palace?"
The Chinese monk did n’t take care of him. He felt the hole with his hand: "The wind blows out from here. This well is not solid, and it can definitely go somewhere."
The fat man asked: "Is it the back door that leads to the Tiangongdi Palace? Is it the secret road between the three-headed dragons you said?"
I said softly, "The three-headed dragon board has proved to be fake, and even if it is true, the secret road should be opened in the underground palace. How can it be here?"
The fat man said: "You don't understand. This is a scream, haven't you heard Chairman Mao say? The most dangerous place is the safest place, maybe this is the" Wang Wang "strategy."
The fat man couldn't remember Wang Zanghai's name for a while, and he nicknamed him casually. I almost laughed when I heard it. He said angrily: "Please be respectful. How can you say that Wang Zanghai is also a master of this school? You must call Master Patriarch when you see it. And what Chairman Mao said, that is what Chu Liuxiang said."
The fat man said: "You don't give me ancestors, what kind of ancestor? If he recognizes me, I don't recognize him! Let's stop this, what should we do with this hole? Would you like to go in and see, maybe it's true I ’m talking about it. The corpse is also a scourge here. If a nest is made in this hole, it may still hurt people. Let ’s go and get rid of it. "
The Chinese monk shook his head and said it was impossible: "Since the group of dragons is fake, there is no need to dig through the three mountains. This is reasonable. They simply do n’t have the manpower and energy to do such a huge project. I am afraid to build a Genting Temple. Enough choking. This hole is here, I'm afraid it's learned a lot. "
I see that his eyes are a little bright. Obviously, if he has an idea, let him say it, and everyone can discuss it.
The Chinese monk said: "I'm just a preliminary idea, you may not believe it."
The fat man said: "It's okay, say it first, then say, if there is an error, the comrades will help you correct it."
The monk Hua smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I will talk about it. I won't say anything else. I will say that the mouth of this hole is in this place under the Ling Temple. It is very intriguing. You want to open this mouth. Here, it must be for the sake of concealment, and there is a wind blowing out, indicating that this hole is a passage to where. Look again, the marks on the walls of the cave are all anti-chisel, that is to say, the hole is from the inside It ’s out of here, not from here. There are three main points. According to our experience, we can infer that this may be a sidewalk. It may be the back road left by the craftsman who repaired the tomb. , You can escape from here. "
I wondered: "Waiting? No? Well, there is still an underground palace underneath it? Although it is not a three-headed dragon, a funerary tomb was built?"
The monk Hua shook his head: "It's unlikely. We didn't find the entrance to the underground palace under the tombstone. If there is an entrance to the underground palace, it must be there. If there is no entrance, there must be no underground palace. This is the eternal truth. Outside the feng shui level, it is a big disadvantage to the Lord. "
The fat man said: "Wang Wang called this person, he is very docile, maybe he just repaired the entrance elsewhere."
The Chinese monk waved his hand: "Don't think so complicated, Wang Canghai still has the time limit. If he doesn't even obey the burial scripture, if he is in a mess, we will not die for ten thousand times."
I also thought, if even the burial scriptures are not followed, then you do n’t have to look at Feng Shui. Just like Genghis Khan, you can find a place to bury and bury it. No one has found it until now. I asked him: "Since there is no underground palace, where do you say this line leads to?"
Chinese Buddhist monk said: "Exclusion method, first, this line is repaired under this false funerary tomb, then it must be related to the craftsmen of Genting Temple. Second, where may such a line be built nearby? Doubt, there is only the palace of Yunding Tiangong! So my conclusion ─ ─ out of ten are nine digs all the way from Tiangong Digong under Sansheng Mountain. "
I immediately shouted: "How is this possible? This is too far. If they really want to dig a row to make a back road, they do n’t have to dig their mouths here. They can do it directly on Sansheng Mountain. Does it save a lot of effort? And how long does it take to dig such a long row of roads in the mountains? Let ’s say it will take twenty or thirty years, can such a project be done by humans? "
The monk Hua explained: "A vast project like Yunding Tiangong must have taken 60 to 70 years in ancient times, and even a few generations to build it. I think the craftsman inside secretly wants to dig a row when he knows that he will die in the end. It ’s not impossible to say it. As for why they have to open the hole on another mountain so far away, there must be a reason for their own last resort. Let ’s take a look and we will definitely know.

Ye Cheng, who has been listening, asked, "Monk, are you sure about your thoughts?"
Hua and Shang paused and said, "To be honest, I dare not say it, but I think it's worth trying. It's better than a run after we go out. All the signs now indicate that this is a line, If I am wrong, then there are other places below. It is not a bad thing to enter. This is not the first time we have seen this way. There should be no danger. No one will set up an organ on their own escape. . "
As I figured it out, the monk Hua's statement was really very attractive. The feng shui statement here is too chaotic. I haven't figured out what Chen Pi'a said. The feng shui here is good or bad, and I am not interested. On the other hand, Aning did not know how their progress was. We have wasted a lot of time. Up to now, we do n’t know the purpose of the third uncle ’s "going to the ground". If this one loses all rounds, I am really I'm sorry for his old man.
Another consideration is that Junko may now basically know what we are doing. He is now standing silently and not talking, but this person is not stupid, I have been watching his hand never He left his knife more than two feet, indicating that this person is already alerting us. Once this person returns to the village, who knows what he will do, maybe we will be sold immediately.
Chen Pi A Si must have taken this into consideration. If we have to go out of the mountain and have to come back, the first thing before entering the village must be killing or killing the mouth or buying money. If you look for a guide at that time, you may not be able to find it. Once in the snowy mountains, the guide didn't come back. Who would take us in again? Secondly, I am afraid that there are not many people in the village who can take people to the snowy mountains.
Several people discussed it, weighed it again and again, but the opinions were not unified. Ye Cheng feared that the corpse would strongly disagree. Pan Zi also felt mysterious. The fat man and I thought they could try it. The Chinese monk asked Chen Pi'a.
Chen Pi Asi has been sitting there with his eyes closed to listen to us. The Chinese monk asked him several times, not knowing why, he did not respond at all, and seemed to be asleep.
The fat man couldn't help it, so he shot him and said, "Master, you're saying something, don't be cool." Under the push, Chen Pi A flicked, but still didn't open his eyes.
The monk Hua looked at his face and changed his face. He ran over and grabbed the old man ’s hand. His face turned white at once. The fat man ran over and touched the old man ’s neck. ! "
When everyone heard it, they were all stunned. What? died? How is it possible that it was okay a few minutes ago?
But as soon as we saw the face of the fat man, the sweat on the forehead of the Chinese monk, and the unresponsive Chen Pi Asi, we all realized that something was wrong and everyone immediately gathered around.
The old man on one side seemed to be stiff, sitting with his eyes closed and motionless, like an ice sculpture.
I touched Chen Pi Asi's wrist. I couldn't feel the pulse at all. I just felt that his skin was dry and astringent, and it was terribly cold, and the meat inside seemed to be stiff.
Is it really dead? My heart was horrified. While we were studying the hole there, Chen Pi Asi sat here, and my heart stopped beating slowly?
Although this is in line with the death of hypothermia, hypothermia needs at least 20 minutes at a low temperature to really cut off the gas. We did n’t sit for five minutes, how could he suddenly die? This also makes no sense.
I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart. The fat man doesn't speak well. He only touched Chen Pi's neck and judged that death was too arbitrary. It may just be shock. Just running all the way too fast just now, how could a 90-year-old man stand it?
However, the Chinese monk frowned, opened the old man's eyes, and took photos with a flashlight. His face became more and more ugly, and finally he looked back at Ye Cheng and shook his head.
Monk has a certain medical knowledge. When we saw him shaking his head, we immediately took a breath, knowing that we would n’t be wrong, and really died.
Pan Zi asked softly, "What's going on? How did it die?"
The Chinese monk sighed. I wondered if I didn't know or didn't want to speak. I slumped on the ground with a dark face. The fat man pulled Pan Zi and said, "So old, how can you die?"
I can't help but sigh, it really is too reluctant to come here for an old man in his 90s. This kind of thing is an accident and reasonable. This Chen Pi Asi probably didn't even think about it. He would die like this, and it was his retribution.
Finally, my grandfather died suddenly like this. At the time I was eating, he asked me to take wine for the first minute, and then he went one minute later. My father said that because many people who had been robbed of graves were exposed to a lot of grave gas in their early years, their hearts would be damaged to a certain extent, so most of the old people died like this, okay, this is the most comfortable way of death.
We are all at a loss. On the one hand, Chen Pi Asi is their scoop. Now that he is dead, it makes no sense to stay here with Ye Cheng and Hua Monk. Secondly, we got a big bargain and arrived here smoothly, but Chen Pi'a died on the 41st, and the oil bottle was not there. I was probably choked by the fat man and Pan Zi.
Just when I was thinking about it quickly, Chen Pi'a suddenly shuddered, and I was shocked, thinking that it was a corpse movement reflecting from the body. Who knows "snapping", my neck was squeezed to his neck, while others were fierce All the time, his eyes opened.
We were all frightened. Ye Chengcheng directly slipped and fell for five or six meters. The fat man and Pan Zi also hurriedly retreated. The fat man exclaimed: "Fraud!"
I quickly wanted to break my hands. I didn't expect that the old man's hand withered branches was extremely powerful. Like a pair of pliers, he couldn't move. I coughed and yelled, "Take ─ hooves, come quickly!"
Not finished yet, Chen Pi Asi suddenly released my neck, pushed me, and scolded: "What are you talking about?"
My mind was already chaotic. I quickly retreated behind the fat man, but stuck the fat man to prevent me from passing. At this time, I suddenly thought, wrong, scam? Looking at Chen Pi Asi again, the human spirit has also come up and breathing has recovered.
We looked at Chen Pi A Si with a puzzled face, and did not know what happened just now. The fat man looked straight at Chen Pi A Si, very puzzled.
But this time Chen Pi Asi seems to be back to normal again, and I can't see the pulse stopped beating just now. It seems that all we saw in the moment was illusion.
The monk Hua stayed for a long time before he reacted and asked, "Sir, are you okay? You were just--"
Chen Pi A Si didn't seem to know that he had died once, just looked at him inexplicably, lit a cigarette, and said, "What?"
Monk Hua looked at Chen Pi Asi's expression, and also felt a little dizzy. I didn't know what to say.
Chen Pi A Si looked at him coldly and said, "You can rest assured, old man, I am not so easy to die."
I looked at Chen Pi Asi's appearance and tone. It was the same as before. It wasn't like borrowing a corpse from a ghost to rejuvenate. Suddenly I felt that he was just being played by him. But what is he doing for this kind of tricks?
Chen Pi A "resurrected" all at once, and no one responded at once, but looking at him, we can't dissect him to see what is going on. I gradually wondered if the Chinese monk and the fat man had made a mistake just now. The pulse of the old man was already difficult to touch, and the two barefoot doctors might not have touched the place at all. It is normal for Chen Pi A Si to be older and accidentally daze.
Several people are puzzled, but there is no way to show.
Although the Chinese monk was strange, he felt relieved when he saw that Chen Pi Asi was okay, so he reiterated the matter we just discussed. Chen Pi Asi looked at the hole for a while and said, "It makes sense, it seems worth trying."