Chapter 145: Genting Temple and Gate Hall

Straight shot for a moment, not knowing what was going on, not only him, but everyone else was also stunned for a moment. I didn't know what happened to Chen Pi Asi.
At that moment, I even thought that Chen Pi Asi wanted to pull us away, killing Junzizi, but was wrong. When he was in his 90s, he wanted to kill a regular army of retired adults. Even if he was a sneak attack, he might not succeed. Secondly, our circuit still depends on the straight, so we should not take this opportunity to kill him.
I didn't quite understand Chen Pi's move, so I took a straight shot to make him careful.
Junko didn't know if he was aware of it, and after glancing at me, he walked with Chen Pi Asi.
We turned back immediately, and continued to run forward along the Shinto road. Fortunately, the equipment on our body dropped a lot. Otherwise, such exercise intensity, I am afraid that no one can hold on.
This shinto has a total of six stone gates, which are the six samsara of Han Buddhism, and Jurchen believes in shaman, traces of this Han design are everywhere.
I ran fast, I could not help feeling a little dizzy, the bare skin on my body began to itch, and the air around me was really bad.
Unknowingly, some black residual eaves could be irradiated in the aperture of the flashlight, and soon the altar at the end of Shinto arrived. Behind the altar, above the ruined stone steps of the sixty steps, was the main entrance of the tomb.
In traditional tomb concepts, tombs and tombs are often confused. In fact, tombs and tombs are two different things. Tombs are above-ground buildings used for sacrificial offerings and ceremonies, and tombs refer to underground palaces.
The mausoleum and the tomb do not have to be together. Many tombs differ by 180,000 miles, just like the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan in the middle of Ordos grassland in Inner Mongolia, but the coffin in the mausoleum only has camel hair with Genghis Khan ’s soul, his body and burial No one knows where the product is stored in the grassland.
The Yunding Tiangong has a three-story structure. The palaces we see in the seabed tombs above us are symbolic spiritual palaces, and the underground tombs and the tombs of the underground kings constitute the three thousand worlds, and also symbolize the gods of the king of slaves. The ghost's identity changes.
The architectural style of the entire emperor's mausoleum is very similar to the Ming Palace. When viewed on the cliff, it is huge and imperial. Because of the large amount of black stone, it is a bit strange and mysterious. . But as soon as we entered the mausoleum, this feeling disappeared, and our eyes were full of Xiao Suo and dilapidated. If it were not some large temple-like buildings still standing there, we would inevitably be disappointed.
There is no air circulation and there is no strong wind and sun. The buildings here should be kept very well. Why is it broken like this?
We stepped on the huge mausoleum of ten carriages and walked into the main entrance of the tomb. The huge mausoleum had already collapsed, and the huge door panel full of fell to the ground, and we walked in without anyone beside us.
The main entrance is the gate of the mausoleum. The ancient tomb of the emperor said "the treasure hall of the four-dragon building, the nine-tail fairy car enters the yellow spring". This is the first hall inside the four-dragon building. At this point, I already felt that the inside of the nose and mouth was as uncomfortable as burning, and greeted them with a few movements.
The gate hall has about two basketball courts, on both sides are bronze horse carriages. On the back of the deep wall, there are two black statues on the left and right, which have been dusty.
The statue is terrible, and the cold face is angry. It seems to be the totem of the shaman. The auxiliary beam column above has collapsed, and the tile cloud fell to the ground. Fortunately, it will not rain here, otherwise it will have been flooded long ago.
We saw that there was nothing particularly eye-catching, so we wanted to walk through the gate hall and walk towards the center of the tomb. After walking a few steps, suddenly the fat man slipped, not knowing what he stepped on. "Ouch", he fell on his four feet and the floor of the hall was full of broken tiles. Straight teeth with pain.
I felt strange all of a sudden, this ground is like this, if you stumble, you can talk about, how can you slip? The fat man also felt strange, and walked back while covering his buttocks to see where he stepped on.
There was only a trace made by him when he fell down. The thing he stepped on was gone. He looked along the trace and turned a few tiles, but there was none.
"Don't you be a stumbling block?" Pan Zi asked the fat man.
The fat man shook his head, and suddenly felt something, beckoned us to stop, squatted down, and flipped up one of his shoes.
We looked around, and it turned out that his hiking shoes had a bullet shell stuck inside.
Everyone's face changed, Pan Zi took it, smelled it, and immediately thought of wearing a gas mask and squeezing with his hand again, saying, "There was a temperature, and his mother was just shot out of the gun. "
"Someone's here first?" I was taken aback, could Anin, with such supernatural powers, even be faster than us?
But why shoot here?
"Light a fire, look around and see what else!" Pan Zidao said.
The Chinese monk immediately started a cold firework, struck the intensity of the big lighting. We looked around and there was chaos in the gate. We spread out, and quickly found a series of bullet holes in a column on a column, shooting straight up and going up.
"It looks like something came down this post, and then the bullet swept down with it."
Pan Zi walked up, looked at the bullet hole, dug a bit, and shook his head: "No, just the opposite. Looking at the angle at which the bullet deviated, the muzzle was thrown up the post."
The fat man looked at the bullet hole with a flashlight, and looked at it bit by bit, and finally saw the beam on the top. We immediately saw a black shadow hanging on the beam.
Looking at the shadow posture, it should be a dead man, seems to be in the Aning team, because I saw an old five or six rifle hung on his shoulder, the whole person fell there weakly.
Everyone was startled. They didn't understand how this person would die on the beam. Our flashlight shot past and saw the man's face. The dead man was wearing a small nasal suction gas mask on his face (this thing is very advanced, light weight, and the effect is better than our face. I only heard of this thing recently, but I did n’t expect to see it today ), Judging from the shape of the face, it should be of Slavic origin. I do n’t know how it died, and my eyes were so big that I could n’t see his expression because of the mask.
The corpse was hung on the cantilever by something, it was too far away, and I didn't know if it was a rope.
Several people wanted to climb up and stop Pan Zi. This person died so strangely. There must be something wrong. At this time, the fat man patted me and pointed to other parts of the beam: "Everyone, there is more than one."
We looked over and saw that there were six or seven corpses elsewhere in the beam above, all hanging in the air, just like hanging ghosts.
These people are all uniform mountaineering clothes, with five or six domestic rifles hanging on them. I can't help but feel a strange feeling. The destructive power of the five or six rifles is very strong. With this thing in hand, the dumplings can't eat more than a dozen shots. Bullets, what killed them?
And even if there was a shootout here, how could these bodies go to the beam?
The more I thought, the more I felt wrong. I should n’t stay here for a long time. I greeted a few people and quickly passed the gate hall, the evil gate in this place.
But when he turned around and found that the fat man was gone, he hit a flashlight again, and found that the fat man did not know when he had stepped on the side of the statue and was climbing on the beam.
"What are you doing? Come down!" I screamed anxiously. In such a situation, he would still climb on the beam, I really don't know how his brain grows.
The fat man ignored me. His skill was very fast. He stepped over the beam in a few steps and turned back, "What's the panic? Your fat grandfather, I'm not a three-year-old kid. If something goes wrong, I will naturally come down." Follow the beam to the nearest body.
I woke up and realized that the fat man was staring at the five or six type. This guy had no gun in his hand and had been uncomfortable along the way. Now how can he not be excited to see such a good gun? This guy is unorganized and discipline-free. I am so angry that I can't take him.
The fat man walked a few steps carefully again. His weight was very heavy. The eaves of the whole hall shook his footsteps, making a disturbing sound, and a large amount of wood chips fell from the top. We retreated instinctively and backed away, fearing that the fat man would trample the entire structure above the head.
Pan Zi patted the garbage on his body and scolded: "You me give me a little more time, wait a few of us will be ruined for you."
The fat man made an apologetic gesture and strode over to the edge of the corpse. The first thing was to hook up the five or six styles on the corpse, get the hand, immediately unload the bullet and throw it to Pan from above He picked up the bullet bag on the corpse, carried it on his back, and finally went to see the corpse.
I watched the fat man take off the gas mask of the body bit by bit.
Inside the mask is a face of a middle-aged foreigner, the whole face is twisted, his face is blue, his mouth is bizarrely open, and he seems to be yelling when he dies.
Death should be instantaneous, so the expression at the time of death will freeze so strongly.
I saw his face turned blue, yelling: "Don't touch him, look at his face, it should be poisoned to death."
The fat man nodded, put on his gloves, and went to see the "rope" hanging the body. These people will certainly not be hanging on their own, so what's the matter with these ropes? We all want to know.
However, the fat man glanced up, but his face was still puzzled.
I asked, "What did you find?"
The fat man said: "These ones seem to have hair-"
"Hair?" I wondered.
The fat man nodded and said, "Also his mother is quite long. Why are these people all women?" The fat man lifted the body a bit. "No-this hair came out of his neck, not the hair. I rely on it Is n’t his mother the crunchy hair? This foreigner is so powerful, the crunchy hair is so long. "
Said that he had taken out his dagger, and wanted to cut off the "hair" of the dead man, and put the body down for me to see. But he drew twice with a dagger, but the "hair" was not broken, it seemed very tough, and he took out the lighter and wanted to burn it.
I said to my heart that I did n’t want to see this corpse, so I yelled to him:
Forget it, I ’m not interested in seeing the corpse. Hurry down, do n’t do it. If it ’s poisonous, you will be in trouble.
Fat man thought of it too, put away the lighter, and replied: "Wait again, immediately!" He said that he ran towards the other body, and he seemed to be a gun and didn't want to let go.
I looked at the corpse and there seemed to be no danger, so I did n’t stop him. He was still the same. When he got to the side of the corpse, he hooked the gun down and threw it to me, and then he wanted to pick the corpse ’s bullet bag. At this time, I suddenly saw the hand of this corpse suddenly move.
My mind tightened and suddenly realized that it was wrong. The fat man was about to take off his gas mask. I screamed, "Wait! This seems to be alive! Don't take off his mask!"
The fat man said, "Really?" He said that he pressed the pulse of the corpse, his face changed, and he quickly took out the lighter and burned the "hair" on it.
The body immediately fell off the beam, and the Chinese monk and I caught him and laid it down on the ground. Monk Hua put on gloves and turned his neck, and saw that the "hair" hanging from the corpse really grew out of this person's back.
Monk Hua turned his eyelids again, shook his head and said: "Death is not dead, but it is almost the same, the pupil is almost enlarged."
I looked at this person as if it were Chinese, and asked habitually, "Is there any help?"
The Chinese monk shook his head: "We can't commit to save him, we can only let him stay for a while, and it will be more uncomfortable when we die.
I said: "Then he is not dead yet, it seems not good to leave him here?"
Monk Hua shook his head with a smile, seemed to think I was very funny, while pulling out the saber in his waist, pulling the man's neck up, and when I felt uncomfortable, I quickly pulled him and said, "What are you doing?"
"He is poisoned now. It was very uncomfortable when he died. I gave him blood to die more comfortably."
I am stupid, what logic is this? I just wanted to shake my head and say no. Suddenly, the "corpse" cramped, and the hand slammed Hua Monk's hand, opened his eyes, and people were still shaking.
The Chinese monk was taken aback, busy breaking his hands away, and stepped back several steps.
The man looked at me and at the Chinese monk again. Obviously, his consciousness was restored. Suddenly he stood up and cried out in pain. I couldn't hear what he was calling at all, so I rushed to suppress him, but this The manpower is huge, and both the Chinese monk and I have been thrown away.
The man rolled on the ground, screaming with tears of heart. The more the mouth opened, the more it could reach the limit that humans could never open, and the neck also swelled, as if to explode, a lot of smelly The liquid spit out of his mouth.
Pan Zi couldn't stand it anymore, pulled up the bolt, slammed it, and sent the man away.
The sound of the gunshot was beyond my expectation, and my ear hurt at once. I saw Pan Zi directly hit his heart with this gun. A lot of blood poured out of the body. The body twisted twice and stopped. Come down still.
"What was he calling just now?" Monk Hua was sweating and asked, "Did anyone understand?"
"Hakka, he is called like this, I don't understand much, but it seems to be called" back, back "." Ye Chengdao.
"On his back, is there something wrong on his back?" Monk Hua turned his body over and wanted to cut his clothes to see what was going on on his back.
I looked at the blood everywhere, I felt my head started to dizzy, turned my head not to look, let the fat man come down quickly.
The fat man was still squatting on the beam of the room, looking at us from a condescending position. At this time, the cigarette was lit. Watch me turn around and say right away: "Don't hurry, your is almost the same as my old lady. I promise Chairman Mao that I will come down after smoking this cigarette."
I said to myself how you smoke while wearing a gas mask. When you look at him, you suddenly froze, your scalp exploded, and you fell to the ground with a yell.
I saw a strange white face with staring eyes behind the shoulders of the fat man. Upon closer inspection, a strange person was lying on the back of the fat man, and the fat man didn't seem to notice it at all.
Several people were attracted to my cries, and when I turned around, Ye Chengcheng screamed and took a big step back. Pan Zi instinctively reflected, and with a click, the gun was raised, but it did not fire.
Strange to say, I do n’t know why, I ’ve never heard anyone hit a dumpling with a pistol in a tomb, never, I do n’t know if it ’s the ancestor ’s rule, or if I do so, what will happen if we do n’t know, Asked the Chinese monk, he said that the apparent reason was that many corpses were poisoned by cadavers. If there was only a mildew dumpling, the gun would be discarded wherever the corpse water splashed, and the sound of the gun would cause trouble easily, but He didn't really know what was going on.
The fat man was thinking about how to put the cigarette into the gas mask, and he was shocked by our movements, not knowing what happened. But when he saw Pan Zi's gun finger, it was on the edge of his head, and he knew that he was not aiming at him. He immediately realized what he was aware of, and turned his head to look behind his shoulder.
With this look, he faced that face, the fat man was blinded at once, the cigarette in his hand fell on the beam, and the person stiff there.
The person lying on the back of the fat man shrank ghostly behind the shoulder of the fat man, and did not react in any way because the fat man turned his head. The two men stared at each other with wide eyes and looked at each other with emotion.
Where did this person come from? The pot was exploded in my head. When we came in, we swept it with a flashlight. Although not very careful, such a big person can't hide it. That is to say, when we came in just now, this person was not here, how could he suddenly appear on the fat man's back?
Could it be that Aning and his gang, what's going on here? Or is it just his mother who died in this imperial tomb?
I see a lot of weird things, but in the gloomy underground tomb, my scalp was blown up at once, and my hair was standing upright. I could not help feeling that something was lying on my back, and I felt uncomfortable.
The fat man's face was pale and his sweat persevered, but he was a person, and he had reacted by this time. People dare not move, but I saw his hand slowly making a pistol gesture, it is estimated that Pan Zi shot.
Pan Zi waved his hand and asked him to move his head past the point so he could aim himself. At this time, the monk Hua raised his hands and said softly, "Wait, let's see first, don't be a living person."
"Growing like this can be called a living person?" Pan Zi whispered.
The Chinese monk waved his hands to stop him from talking, and moved to the place behind the fat man's shoulder with a flashlight. The flashlight shot up, and the man was illuminated by the light and turned his head at once. I saw an indescribable face, the whole face was sunken. There is only one big hole in the nose, and the eye socket is deeply deformed. The two eyes reflect the flashlight's light like a flashlight. The mouth looks like an owl.
Panzi hesitated, the gun loosened and looked at us: "Fuck is a night owl?"
I say how it is possible. The air quality here is basically impossible for creatures, and night owls cannot survive here. And if this is a night owl, then his mother is too big.
But looking at this face alone, it's really very similar. When the night owl was flying, there was no sound. Is it like this? It flew silently from the roof of the tile and stopped on the fat man. How could the fat man feel nothing at all?
The sweat on the fat man's face was like a waterfall, while Pan Zi was still shooting, while his hand began to reach out to the dagger on his waist, probably because we didn't respond, I couldn't help but want to start, I was busy waving to the fat man, Don't move him, don't try hard until you understand.
The fat man brushed his teeth and protested.
Didn't expect him to show his teeth. The person on his back suddenly seemed to be stimulated. The sunken face twisted up suddenly. The person leaned back and suddenly opened his mouth. I rely on! A bite of two-inch long fangs is definitely not a bird, and the more the mouth is opened, the sooner it exceeds the limit that humans can open.
At first glance, the fat man will be unlucky! Pan Zimeng squeezed the buttstock firmly on his shoulder, and looked at the mouth, just wanted to shoot, and suddenly a whizzing sound, a strong wind flew in front of me, and a thing was thrown in from outside the door hall, and hit On Pan Zi's gun, the tip of the gun was biased, and a series of bullets swept the fat man's ear. The fat man scolded in shock: "Where's your mother?"
I turned around and looked at Chen Pi A Si and Shun Zi rushed in. Chen Pi A Si shouted to Pan Zi, "Put down the gun!"
The thing above had bitten down on the fat man's neck, and the fat man's head slammed, knocked the guy's head away, and then twisted his body and grabbed the back of the thing with his backhand, trying to throw it off, but that I do n’t know how things lie on his back, and I ca n’t get rid of it. The fat man shouted, "His mother, come and help yourself!"
Ye Cheng pulled out his knife and wanted to go up, I yelled: "No! Liang is about to collapse! Fatty, you jump down!"
The fat man didn't hear it at all, and still shouted there: "You few have no conscience, hurry up!"
When Chen Pi'a shook his hand four times, an iron bullet hit the fat man's foot. The fat man "oops" ached, his foot loosened and slipped, and the entire beam leaned down due to his movement, fat man I couldn't balance it all at once, and the man fell off as soon as he fell.
The height of the beam above the ground, it doesn't mean that nothing is fine, but fortunately there is a corpse hanging underneath. When he came down, he pulled it hard, buffered the force in the air, and fell into the rubble pile on the ground. We hurried to look at it, and several people were shocked: the thing behind the fat man was gone, there was nothing ─
I thought of the bullet holes in the pillar, and immediately realized it was wrong. I shook my hand and said, "That thing didn't fall down! Beware of the top of the head!" Rolling on the ground, there were already three blood stains on his left shoulder.
I immediately picked up the gun, but the old five and six were heavier than I thought. I was n’t very stable. I raised it twice, but the muzzle did n’t lift up. The fat man got up and grabbed my gun. With a sense, I swept the roof, and a large number of tiles fell off.
All of our flashlights went up to illuminate him, but when the gun fog cleared, there was nothing on the top. I didn't know where that thing was just now.
"What the is this thing?" The fat man felt terrified.
"You still ask us, you don't feel it lying on you, what are you doing?" Pan Zi scolded.
The fat man was furious, and he just wanted to scold back. Suddenly, we turned around and looked at it. I leaned back, that strange face, I do n’t know when I even came out from behind Pan Zi ’s shoulder, and looked at us secretly, and Pan Zi didn't realize it at all.
We immediately withdrew all of Pan Zi. Pan Zi looked at our reaction, and his face turned green immediately. He shouted, "What are you doing?" Before he turned back, the thing behind his shoulders suddenly opened his mouth, and he slammed it. Fangs.
The fat man fired a gun and fired a shot. The head of the half of the thing flew away with a bang. Suddenly green water splashed all over us, and an extremely unpleasant smell permeated.
I thought it was done, and it was wrong to see it. There was a small face in the huge mouth of half a head!
"Damn!" I heard a straight shout from the side, and a flutter hit Pan Zi, and Pan Zi flew out. After he fell to the ground, he sat up with a turn and didn't know when the saber was already in hand. He stabbed him behind his backhand.
But the things behind him were gone, and the straight son who just hit him was sitting behind him, and the knife stabbed him. Fortunately, Shunzi responded quickly, squeezed his hand, twisted his hand, and yelled, "Who just shot?"
The fat man immediately raised his hand, "I!"
"There is still me!" Pan Zi also raised his hand.
Junko didn't know why. Suddenly there was an unquestionable temperament in his eyebrows, and he shook his hand: "The person who shot the gun stayed! The others ran! Keep running forward! Never look back!"
I saw, counted, oops, all of our people have stayed, then what should I do, wouldn't it follow Chen Pi Asi wait for slaughter? Busy also raised his hand: "I-I forgot, I also opened!"
Yecheng They didn't know how to react at once. At this time, we heard the sound of shattering tiles on the roof of the door. It seems that there are many things climbing on the roof of the temple. The number is too large to imagine. Several people were shocked, not knowing what was going on.
"It's too late, don't go yet!" Straight shouted.
Chen Pi A Si looked at us and shook his hand. They said to the Chinese monk, "Go!" As they said, the three quickly ran out of the front hall.
I felt strange in my heart, but the situation was too much for me to think about. There were more and more cracking tiles on the top of my head. The fat man threw out his own bullet strap to Pan Zi. Both guns were loaded. We formed a circle and asked Junko: "What the is this, what should we do?"
Shun Zi said in a deep voice: "I don't know."
"Then what do you let them run?" Pan Zi was strange.
Shun Zi said: "I just want to separate you from the old man. This is not my idea, your third uncle's command."
When we heard it, we all turned to look at him. What did my heart say, what did my third uncle instruct?
Pan Zi asked, "So who are you?"
"Don't ask so much." Shunzi said, "I'll take you to see your third uncle, and then you can ask him yourself."
I was tight, and I just wanted to ask, "My third uncle is in this emperor's tomb now?" Suddenly a series of broken sounds overhead, the tiles fell down like rain, and we guarded our head and looked up . I saw in the light spot of the flashlight, countless shadows were moving, and it seemed that they were all the same as before.
Shunzi shook his hand and said: "Just now you shot, there is sound everywhere in this dead wood, all coming here."
"Then why don't we run?" Pan Zi listened nervously to the sound of crawling around, which made people unable to distinguish the quantity, and asked nervously, "Aren't we waiting to die here?"
"Wait a little further." Shunzi looked behind him, Chen Pi Asi seemed to have run away, turned his head, said, "Go!" He said that he patted us, and I ran towards the exit of the front hall. We were tight. Followed by.
Outside the gate hall, you can see the derivative temple of Shinto. In front of you, there is a long white jade bridge with twenty arches. Two bridges of unknown material are hung on the bridge. They are wrapped around the railings on both sides of the bridge. The gap seems to be carved as a whole. Under the bridge is the moat of the inner emperor's mausoleum. I don't know if there is any water underground.
We just ran out a few steps, and the strong wind came back, and all of us rolled away. The fat man returned with an untargeted burst. I heard a slight hiss in the dark, and I do n’t know what was hit. Something fell into the abyss under the bridge.
There was a restlessness in the darkness. I vaguely felt that this kind of thing seemed to be able to fly, but the flashlight swept wildly but could not sweep anything.
We climbed up and ran forward, one after another, it seemed that something was circling against our scalp, the fat man ran and shot at the sky, and soon we ran to the bridge, and suddenly I felt something was being carried on my back After a while, I fell out suddenly. I climbed up and didn't react. The fat man smashed a buttstock from my ear, and I felt something fell out of my back.
Looking back, I only saw a black shadow struggling to get up. Pan Zi raised his hand to hit it in two shots, and then the fat man swept a few shots into the sky, the trace of the bullet flashed, and countless shadows circled over our heads.
"What the are these?" I stunned.
"Too much, not enough, how can we go?" Pan Zi shouted and asked Shunzi, "Where is Sanye? How are we going?"
Going forward is the second hall of the Four Daolonglou Hall. When I get there, I will inevitably meet Chen Pi Asi. To be honest, I am under a lot of psychological pressure with them and now I have the whereabouts of my uncle. I ca n’t wait to find him right away and ask what the whole thing is all about.
"Your three lords should be in the underground Xuan Gong." Shunzi said.
"The Underground Palace?" The fat man had a gun butt, and he didn't know what to shoot. "Great, Mom's trouble, where is the entrance to the Underground Palace?"
Junko said: "I don't know."
All of a sudden everyone froze for a moment, and looked at Shunzi. When he looked at his expression, he knew he was not kidding. The fat man scolded: "You do n’t know? You said take us to see him. This emperor's mausoleum is so big, how are we? Find?"
Generally speaking, the regular entrance of the Underground Palace is the third dragon tower that follows the Shinto ─ inside the Temple of Heaven, but it must be under the bronze tripod, and there are more than seventy bricks with lead paste and iron armor Waiting for us, the modern engineering corps ca n’t be digged in ten days and a half, but the underground palace must have a secret entrance, and it should be inside the building of the emperor ’s mausoleum, on the central axis. The entrance to the underground palace of the Cixi mausoleum is in the shadow wall of the mausoleum, but now In this case, how can there be time to dig a hole.
Shunzi was very calm, stooped and said to me: "Your third uncle said, this is the place where Xuanwu refused corpses. He said to tell you this, you will naturally know where the entrance to the underground palace is. Do you think about it? impression."
I feel weird. Xuanwu's rejection of corpse is a joke, that is, the place where the worst feng shui in the world is collected in Feng Shui theory. This place is the same as the "Jiulong Panhua", the best treasure in the theory. There are no things in the world.
I asked, "He really said that? Did you say anything?"
Said in the burial book: There are four potentials in the land, and the qi is from all directions, so the sand is the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the front is Suzaku, and the back is Xuanwu. Xuanwu bowed his head, Suzaku danced, the green dragon meandered, and the white tiger bowed down. The situation is reversed, and Fa should die. Therefore, the tiger squat is called the corpse, the dragon is called the jealous lord, the basalist who refuses to hang down refuses the corpse, and the suzaku who does not dance vacates ... ──
Shunzi looked down with his head low, and said quickly: "No, your third uncle seemed to be avoiding someone, so he was in a hurry. Your third uncle arranged me to meet you in the village, take you into the mountain, and then take this a few words."
I listened, and suddenly stood still, my heart was dumb. If Xuanwu refused to corpse here, then it would be buried here, the offspring would die, his wife would steal people, it ’s not surprising that anything happened, Wang Zanghai and Emperor Wannu are so enemies?
According to the old man Chenpi, the feng shui here should be extremely good. How could Xuanwu refuse corpses?
I regretted that I didn't pay attention to these things before. If I can understand some things before I come here, I should understand what I mean by now.
The fat man also understands these things, and even knows a little bit more than I do, but at this time he was also puzzled. He shouted, "Fart, it's impossible, the imperial mausoleum is located, how could Xuanwu refuse the body?"
On the other side, Pan Zi fired another shot, pushing away what was forced down. He turned back and said, "It's not impossible. Feng Shui is for people. Didn't you listen to the monk? It's not people buried in this tomb Ah, maybe this strange pattern difference is related to this! "
I know that Pan Zi ’s words are purely qi words. With the weak national power of the Eastern Xia Kingdom, all the power and resources should have been poured into the construction of these buildings. Only the King of Slaves can launch such a huge project, and I do n’t believe it. The last king of slavery at that time still had such prestige that the construction of this emperor's tomb must contain some religious elements. At that time, king of slavery was probably a religious idol of man and god.
The copper fish said that the kings of all the slaves in the past were all evils from the ground. I do n’t think it ’s straightforward to understand. The message above the copper fish should be concealed. What does it mean? It may be that I deciphered Only those two copper fish can know.
But the fat man did n’t buy the bill. When Pan Zi said this, he said angrily: "You do n’t know how to pretend, you are not human. Could it be a dog? No matter what is buried in the mausoleum, according to the Feng Shui teaching , Should not choose the place of "lost cave", do you think that the coffin is a monster, then the feng shui to bury it should be the opposite of people? Nothing! And you see the scale here, let's say it is also a city-level , Why build a mausoleum of this size for evil spirits? "
Pan Zi's business knowledge is not as rich as a fat man, and he is at a loss for a while, not knowing what to refute.
Shunzi said to us: "Several bosses, I don't understand what you are saying, don't talk nonsense, what the is going on? Who knows who says, hurry up!"
The fat man said: "This is not easy, have you seen the burial scripture? Do you know what the ground has four potentials, Qi from all directions, Suzaku in the front, and Xuanwu in the back? Xuanwu means behind, rejecting the body means rejecting the body, rejecting it That means no corpse. Together, there is no corpse in the back, is n’t it clear? The corpse is in front! "
When I heard it, I said, I mean, does this sentence mean that? If Guo Pu (the burial author) is still alive, he will definitely strangle you.
Shun Tzu didn't understand these, and he really believed. He said: "This area is too wide. Let's say it is in front of it. What is in front of it? Can't you find the entrance by this?"
I told him not to listen to fat bullshit, how could one explain the burial scripture like this: "Since the third uncle has not directly stated the direction of the entrance to the Xuan Palace, it must be because he said it directly, but you cannot convey it. To literally understand his words, it is useless to guess like a fat man. "
The fat man was not convinced, and asked, "What do you have?"
I shook my head and said that there was no clue for the time being. I need to think about it. Sanshu is proficient in ancient codes and ciphertexts, and he should work hard in that respect. And since he thinks I can understand, there must be his reason, but now it is obviously not thinking. time.
In the speech, we have retreated to the end of the stone bridge. In the past, there is the square of the Emperor's Mausoleum. In the dark, you can see two stone tablets standing side by side at the end of the stone bridge, both of which are more than ten meters high. One piece is broken, and the black giant gimmick is underneath, behind the stone tablet Not far away is a towering huge shadow.
I know that this is the "Emperor Mausoleum". After the stone monument, it should be the longevity stage leading to the "Living Palace", that is, the gate to the nether world.
The "Emperor Mausoleum" can be said to be the real dividing line between the human world and the Nether World, because the places behind the "Emperor Mausoleum" cannot be entered by the tomb-keepers. People set foot on the area opposite the boundary stele.
The moment I saw the stele, I suddenly had a very ominous hunch. It seemed that there was something waiting for us in a corner of this deadly mausoleum in the huge dark shadow in front of me.
At this moment, the fat man running in front suddenly stopped, opened his hands at once, and blocked us all. I went up and saw that the end of the stone bridge had collapsed. The stone bridge and the opposite "Emperor Monument" There was an abyss about three or four meters wide. The flashlight shone darkly. I don't know how deep.
"What should I do?" I looked at Pan Zi, and Pan Zi thought or not, held up the gun and said, "What else can I do? Jump over one by one, quick!"
When I looked at this distance, I could not help swallowing. How far can those Olympic athletes jump? About eight meters? More than three meters is not too far away, but for people like me who do not exercise all day, it is really a bit difficult to jump over easily.
The fat man on the side had given the gun to Shunzi, and then stepped back a few steps by himself, ran for a while, jumped violently, walked in the air, and rolled over on the opposite stone ground.
Shunzi threw the gun to him again, and then threw the equipment on us first. Then Shunzi also jumped over, Pan Zi was going to give me the back of the palace, let me jump first, I looked at the abyss in front of me, and said to death in my heart, I yelled to the fat man on the opposite side, "Take me a little. .
The fat man promised, I stepped back a few steps, settled in, and accelerated abruptly, but unfortunately, when I remembered to jump, Pan Zi suddenly shouted at the back: "Wait-"
At this point I couldn't stop the car anymore. I jumped up suddenly and jumped to the other side suddenly. I looked back subconsciously, wondering why Pan Zi called me.
At this look, I saw a huge black shadow dive down from the top left of me, and volley grabbed my back collar, and at once caught my clothes with claws, and took me to the side, I was in the air The posture was out of control, and then my paws were loosened. I turned my heels and fell into the abyss.
For a moment, my mind was blank, and I didn't know what to do. Everything in front of me was like slow motion, watching the fat man rushing over, hoping to pull me in the air, but his hand rubbed past my collar, and then Pan Zi raised his gun and pointed at the top of my head. "Bappa" is three bursts, bullets whizzing past, and then I fell into the darkness, their flashlight light disappeared instantly.
The process of falling was extremely fast. I made several revolutions in the air, and a series of thoughts flashed in my mind at the same time: What is below? Below is the moat? How deep is the general moat? Is there water? Will I fall to death, or dissolve the vulcanized water here into a pile of bones?
Before I thought of the answers to these questions, my back hit an object similar to an iron chain, and the whole person almost broke it, causing pain to my eyes, and then my body made a turn around the iron chain. , I fell down again, before I slowed down and bumped into another chain. This time because of the cushioning just now, I hit a heavy one. I reached out and tried to catch it, but when I caught an empty one, I continued to fall. .
This series of shocks made me dizzy and turned, even the posture of the curled body fell when I fell, and then I fell heavily on the ground with my face down, I myself heard the bones and hair of my whole body squeak, and then the ears I couldn't hear anything with the sound of "boom".