Daomu Biji

When we rushed over, it was too late. Pan Zi had already fallen so hard that there was no trace of him. He had not finished turning around in the cave, and the flashlight could not illuminate the situation at the bottom. We didn’t know whether he was dead or alive.

As soon as my mind got hot, I wanted to jump down, but the fat man was faster than me. He grabbed the rope on his feet, pulled out the saber, and jumped into the hole. In an instant, he slipped out of sight. I wanted to jump again, but Monk Hua stopped me. He said that the diameter was too small. Even if you jump down, you won’t be able to get hit by me. If it works, the fat man can save the person by himself. If you don’t jump, you can’t. If you go down, you will die.

I coughed and looked into the hole, but couldn't see anything. I heard the sound of the fat man sliding down. The rope above was quickly pulled into the hole, and I couldn't help but feel anxious.

After a minute, the rope suddenly stopped, and then there was a vibration from the other end of the rope, and then the fat man suddenly shouted from deep below: "Pull the rope!"

We quickly pulled the rope and pulled it up as hard as we could. Soon the fat man appeared dragging Pan Zi. Pan Zi was still kicking his feet, obviously the corpse still hadn't let go.

Chen Pi Asi asked us to get out of the way, he frowned, took out an iron bullet in his hand, aimed one at Pan Zi's ankle, and hit the big head of the corpse, and then the corpse screamed and let go. , but after being loose, I immediately want to rush forward.

Chen Pi Asi didn't give it a chance, and hit it with another iron bullet. It turned over and charged again, and another bullet hit it, this time knocking it down.

We took the opportunity to pull them both out of the cave, and several people immediately moved away from the entrance of the cave. Monk Hua took his turn with the engineer shovel and waited aside. Sure enough, within a few seconds, the thing suddenly rushed up again. Monk Hua slapped it down alive, and we heard a scream and quickly fell to the ground. Deep in the cave.

The fat man's face was pale. He gasped and said to Pan Zi, "Did you see it? It seems that your wife still likes you more."

Pan Zi was so frightened that he waved his hand: "No more talking, let's make it even." He then asked Monk Hua: "Is this damn hole a nest for corpses? If so, I will blow it up so that it can die as soon as possible." reincarnation."

Monk Hua waved his hand: "No, the corpse is not an animal, so where did it come from? This hole is indeed strange. What did you see inside when you just fell in?"

The fat man said: "I didn't bring a flashlight, so I couldn't see anything. However, I touched several stone slabs. This hole should have been repaired manually."

Repaired manually? Monk Hua seemed a little concerned, and I turned my attention back to the big hole.

The hole looked a bit like a well, and his mother's had a bit of depth. I thought this was an abandoned posthole well, but it turned out not to be the case. The diameter of the wellhead was a bit large. It was impossible for the posthole wells at that time to be drilled to this extent. There were traces of chiseling on the edge of the well. Are they naturally formed? That kind of volcanic lava hole. I took a picture and found that the corpse inside was gone. It seemed that it had fallen inside. I wonder if it had been photographed to death by Monk Hua. Apart from being a bit scary, this thing is not very powerful.

The well wall inside was inlaid with some stone slabs at first, but not at the back, and was very uneven, a bit like the inner wall of the human duodenum. Wind blew in from the well, mixed with a hint of dampness, and the probe A few meters in, it was dark inside. Don't know where it leads.

The fat man was surprised when he saw it: "It looks a bit like the cellar opening in the Northeast? It shouldn't be the place where craftsmen used to pickle cabbage when this spiritual palace was built."

Monk Hua ignored him and felt the hole with his hand: "The wind blows from here.

This well is not solid and must lead somewhere. "

The fat man asked, "Could it be the back door that leads to the Heavenly Palace and the Underground Palace, the secret passage between the three-headed dragons you mentioned?"

I said softly: "The three-headed dragon bureau has been proven to be fake, and even if it is true, the secret passage should be opened in the underground palace, how could it be opened here?"

The fat man said: "You don't understand. This is howling in the east and west. Didn't you hear what Chairman Mao said? The most dangerous place is the safest place. Maybe this is the strategy of the 'barking'."

The fat man couldn't remember Wang Zanghai's name for a while, so he gave him a nickname. I almost laughed when I heard it. He said angrily: "Please be respectful. After all, Wang Zanghai is also a master of this sect. You have to call me Grandmaster when you see him. And those words were not said by Chairman Mao. They were said by Chu Liuxiang."

The fat man said: "Don't recognize your ancestors for me. What kind of ancestor? If he recognizes me, I still won't recognize him. Let's stop talking about this. What should we do with this hole? Do you want to go in and have a look? Maybe you can really let me You're right, that corpse will be a scourge in the future. If it builds a nest in this cave, it might even harm people. Let's go down and kill it."

Monk Hua shook his head and said it was impossible: "Since the Dragon Seat is fake, it is reasonable to dig through three mountains. They simply do not have the manpower and energy to do such a huge project. Building a Yunding Tiangong is probably just a matter of time." That’s enough. This hole is here, I’m afraid there’s a lot of knowledge there.”

I saw that his eyes were shining a little, and he obviously had an idea, so I asked him to speak out so that everyone could discuss it.

Monk Hua said: "I just have a preliminary idea. You may not believe it when I tell you."

The fat man said: "It's okay, just say it first. If there are any mistakes, the comrades will help you correct them."

Monk Hua laughed and nodded: "Okay, let me talk about it. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's just say that the opening of this hole is opened in this place under the spiritual hall. It is very intriguing. Do you want to open this opening? Here, it must be for the sake of concealment, and there is wind blowing out. It is said that this hole is a passage leading to somewhere. Look again, the traces of chiseling on the wall of the cave are all back chisels, which means that this hole is from It was driven out from inside, not driven in from here. Three key points. According to our experience, we can infer that this may be a row, which may be a retreat left by the craftsmen who repaired the tomb. If the ancient tomb is Feng, you can escape from here."

I asked strangely: "Pai Dao? No way, so there is still an underground palace down here? Although it is not a three-headed dragon, there is still a burial mausoleum built?"

Monk Hua shook his head: "It's unlikely. We didn't find the entrance to the underground palace under the tomb stone. 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 an eternal truth. Repair the entrance." If it is outside the Feng Shui position, it will be very detrimental to the Lord.”

The fat man said: "This guy who is barking is acting very eccentricly. Maybe he just built the entrance somewhere else."

Monk Hua waved his hand: "Don't think so complicatedly. Wang Zanghai still has the limitations of the times. If he doesn't even abide by the burial scriptures and acts randomly, we won't be able to die ten thousand times."

I thought the same thing, if you don't even follow the burial scriptures, then you don't need to look at Feng Shui. Just like Genghis Khan, he dug a hole in a random place and buried it. Thousands of horses trampled it, but no one has found it until now. Asked him: "Since there is no underground palace below, where do you think this corridor leads to?"

Monk Hua said: "Through the elimination method, firstly, this row of roads was built under the fake burial tomb, so it must be related to the craftsmen of Yunding Tiangong; secondly, where could such a row of roads be built nearby? Absolutely nothing? I have a question, only the underground palace of Yunding Tiangong! So my conclusion is that the path has been dug all the way from the Tiangong and underground palace under Sansheng Mountain."

I immediately shouted: "How is this possible? This is too far. If they really want to dig a road to make a backroad, they don't have to dig here. They can go directly to Sansheng Mountain. That's not possible." Will it save a lot of effort? And how long will it take to dig such a long road in the mountain? It will take at least twenty or thirty years, right? Is such a project possible for humans? "

Monk Hua explained: "A huge project like Yunding Tiangong would have taken sixty or seventy years, or even several generations, to build in ancient times. I think the craftsmen inside knew that they would die in the end, so they secretly dug a row of It's not impossible to tell. As for why they opened the exit of the cave on another mountain so far away, they must have their own reasons. We will definitely know if we go down and take a look. "

Ye Cheng, who had been listening, asked: "Monk, are you sure of your idea?"

Monk Hua paused and said: "To be honest, I don't dare to say, but I think it's worth giving it a try. It's better than running again after we go out. All the signs now indicate that this is a platoon." , if I am wrong, then there are other places below, and it is not a bad thing to enter. This is not the first time we have seen this kind of arrangement. There should be no danger, and no one will set up traps on their way to escape. of."

When I thought about it, what Monk Hua said was really attractive. The Feng Shui theory here was so confusing that I couldn't figure out what Chen Pi, Asi and others were saying. I wasn't interested in whether the Feng Shui here was good or bad. Secondly, I don’t know what’s going on with Aning and the others on the other side. We have wasted a lot of time, and we still don’t know the purpose of Uncle San’s arrangement for this ‘going to the ground’. If everything is lost because of this back and forth, I will really I'm sorry for his old man.

Another consideration is that Shunzi may now basically know what we do, and now he stands silently aside and doesn't say a word, but this man is not stupid. I keep looking at him and his hands have never been... Being more than two feet away from his knife means that this person is already wary of us. Once this person returns to the village, who knows what he will do, maybe he will sell us right away. Chen Pi Asi must have considered this, If we have to leave the mountain and start all over again, the first thing we do before entering the village must be to kill people or buy them with a lot of money. If we look for a guide then, we may not be able to find one. If you go to a snow mountain once and come back, the guide has not come back. Who will take us in again? Secondly, there may not be many people in the village who can take people to the snow-capped mountains.

Several people discussed it and weighed it again and again, but the opinions were not unanimous. Ye Cheng was afraid that the corpse fetus would not agree with it, and Pan Zi also thought it was weird. Fatty and I thought we could give it a try. Monk Hua went to ask Chen Pi Asi for instructions, and said, Master, why don’t we just do something?

Chen Pi Asi had been sitting there with his eyes closed listening to us. Monk Hua asked several times. I don’t know why, but he didn’t respond at all. He seemed to be asleep.

The fat man couldn't help it, so he went to pat him and said: "Old man, please tell me, don't act cool here." After pushing, Chen Pi'asi shook a little, but still did not open his eyes.

When Monk Hua saw it, his expression changed. He ran up and grabbed the old man's hand. His face suddenly turned pale. When the fat man saw it, he ran over and touched the old man's neck. His expression changed immediately and he said, "Fuck." died!"

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, what? died? How is that possible? Wasn't it fine just a few minutes ago?

But when we saw the fat man's face, the sweat on Monk Hua's forehead, and the unresponsive Chen Pi Ah Si, we all realized something was wrong, and everyone immediately gathered around.

The old man on one side seemed to be stiff, with his eyes closed and sitting motionless, like an ice sculpture.

I touched Chen Pi Ah Si's wrist, and I couldn't feel the pulse at all. I just felt that his skin was dry, astringent, and terribly cold. And the meat inside seems to be stiff.

Is he really dead? I was shocked. While we were studying the pit, Chen Pi Si was sitting here, and his heart slowly stopped beating?

Although this is consistent with the way of death due to hypothermia, hypothermia requires at least 20 minutes at low temperature to truly die. We only sat there for less than five minutes, so how could he die suddenly? This doesn’t make sense either.

I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart. Fatty's words are unreliable. He only touched Chen Pi's neck, and his judgment of death is too arbitrary. Maybe he was just in shock. He ran too fast all the way just now. How could a ninety-year-old man possibly endure it?

However, Monk Hua frowned, opened the old man's eyes, and used a flashlight to shine behind them. His face became more and more ugly, and finally he looked back at Ye Cheng and shook his head.

Monk Hua has some medical knowledge. When we saw him shaking his head, we immediately took a breath and knew that we were not wrong. We were really dead.

Pan Zi asked softly: "What's going on? How did you die?"

Monk Hua sighed. I don't know whether he said he didn't know or didn't want to talk. He suddenly collapsed on the ground with a sullen face. The fat man pulled Pan Zi and said, "At such an old age, I can die no matter what."

I couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, it was too much for a ninety-year-old man to come here. It is reasonable to say that such a thing happened as an accident. Chen Pi Ah Si probably never thought that he would actually do it. Die like this. It can be regarded as his retribution.

My grandfather died suddenly like this. I was eating at the time. One minute he was asking me to get him a drink, and the next minute he left. My father said that many tomb robbers were exposed to a lot of people in their early years. Because of the tomb aura, the heart will be damaged to a certain extent, so most people die like this when they are old. It is also the most comfortable way to die.

We are all a bit at a loss. On the one hand, Chen Pi Asi is their leader, but now that he is dead, it makes no sense for Ye Cheng and Monk Hua to stay here. Secondly, we got a big deal and got here smoothly, but Chen Pi Ah Si died and Men You Ping was not around. It would be too much for Fatty and Pan Zi to lead us.

Just as I was thinking about it quickly, Chen Pi Asi suddenly trembled. I was startled and thought it was a conditioned reflex movement. Who knew that with a 'snap', he pinched my neck tightly, and at the same time, someone else violently All the while, my eyes were open.

We were all shocked. Ye Chengcheng slipped and fell five to six meters. Fatty and Pan Zi also hurriedly stepped back. Fatty exclaimed: "Fake corpse!"

I quickly wanted to pry my hands away, but I didn't expect that the old man's hands, which were like withered branches, were extremely strong, like vise pliers, and couldn't even move. Busy coughed and shouted: "Bring the hoof, quickly!"

Before I finished speaking, Chen Pi Asi suddenly let go of my neck, pushed me, and cursed: "What are you talking about?"

My mind was in a state of confusion, and I hurriedly retreated behind the fat man, but he blocked me and prevented me from passing by. At this moment, I suddenly thought, isn't it right? The corpse can still talk? Looking at Chen Pi Ah Si again, it was obvious that his spirit had improved and his breathing had recovered.

A few of us looked at Chen Pi Ah Si with puzzled faces, not knowing what happened just now. The fat man even glanced at Chen Pi Ah Si, very confused, but Chen Pi Ah Si seemed to be back to normal this time. Likewise, there was no sign that the pulse had stopped beating just now. It seems that what we saw at that moment was all an illusion.

Monk Hua was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and asked, "Master, are you okay? What did you just do..."

Chen Pi Asi didn't seem to know that he had died just once. He looked at him inexplicably, lit a cigarette and said, "What?"

Seeing Chen Pi's expression, Monk Hua felt a little dizzy and didn't know what to say.

Chen Pi Asi gave him a cold look and said, "Don't worry, old man, I won't die that easily."

I looked at Chen Pi Ah Si's look and tone, which were no different from before, and didn't look like someone who had been resurrected by some ghost. Suddenly, I felt that I had been tricked by him just now. But why would he want to play such a trick? He is so old.

Chen Pi Ah Si was "resurrected" all of a sudden, and no one reacted for a while, but judging from his appearance, we couldn't hold him down and do an autopsy to see what was going on. I gradually began to wonder if the monk and the fat man had made a mistake just now. It is difficult to feel the pulse of the elderly, and the two barefoot doctors might not have touched the right place at all. After all, Chen Pi Ah Si is old, and it is normal for him to be dazed occasionally.

Several people looked puzzled, but they couldn't express it.