Daomu Biji

In the past few years, I have accumulated a lot of experience in looking at people in the antique and rubbing business. This business tests your eyesight most, that is, you need to be able to see things and people. When I saw this fat man, he was not a real person. I thought When asking for information from this kind of person, saying nice things is worse than provoking him, so I pretended not to believe him at all and said: "What you are saying sounds like something. If you really know, you can behave like a headless fly." Collision here?"

As expected, the fat man was nothing. He shined a flashlight on my face and said, "You guys still don't believe it? My fat man actually made preparations for more than a month before he came. Do you know what this King Lu Shang does?" Do you know what it means to borrow Yin soldiers? Do you know what the use of Guixi is?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, he smiled proudly: "I tell you, this King Lu Shang, it sounds like he is a general, but in fact, to put it bluntly Just like us, he is a back-up guy."

I suddenly remembered that my third uncle had said something similar, but I couldn’t quite understand how they could figure it out. The fat man continued: “But they are better than us, and those who fall in a fight are crowned kings. That silk book says There are records that most of King Nalu Shang's troops rested during the day and marched at night. Often, the entire army disappeared all of a sudden, and then suddenly appeared in another place. Moreover, the places they visited often It's 'There are many tombs in ruins, and if you ask about it, it's like all the Yin soldiers are coming out'. How could we, the materialistic proletarian revolutionary workers, believe that there are such things as Yin soldiers in the world! They must be digging them up everywhere. If someone found that the tombs had been tampered with when they robbed tombs, they would say that King Lu Shang had borrowed the souls of the tomb owners, so the idea of ​​borrowing Yin soldiers spread widely. People at that time were very superstitious about this, and it was later spread. God calls him.”

I wasn't very convinced and said, "It would be too arbitrary for you to draw this conclusion based on this information."

The fat man glared at me, blamed me for interrupting, and said: "Of course there is more than this little evidence. The most direct evidence is that this seven-star coffin, according to historical records, was first used by tomb robbers because they felt that they had robbed countless tombs and were afraid of what would happen to them after death. Seeing the same fate, they relied on their experience to design this virtual coffin situation. They believed that no matter how clever the mechanism was, it could not stop the tomb robbers. The only way was to make them hesitate and unable to take action! These seven Except for the real main coffin, the other six coffins, no matter which one is opened by mistake, will escape death. Either a dark crossbow or a witchcraft is set inside. After the Song Dynasty, this game was gradually used by some capable and skillful people. To carry it forward, this kind of design comes from a disgraceful profession, and ordinary people think it is unlucky, and it is too expensive to put seven coffins in one tomb."

I saw that this fat man looked very careless, and I didn’t expect that he had such profound knowledge. I couldn’t help but feel respectful, but I thought he hadn’t finished speaking yet, so I asked, “According to what you said, is there any way to tell which one is which?” The main coffin?" The fat man patted me, probably seeing the change in my attitude, and was very proud: "I see that your little comrade is quite eager to learn, so I will learn from Kong Laoer and regret others. Listen carefully, you have to distinguish between these things. It’s not that there is no way to solve the Seven-Star Suspicious Coffin! However, we have our own rules and regulations. When people fight upside down and encounter the Seven-Star Coffin, they will buckle a few heads and withdraw voluntarily. The ancestors will not blame them. In the old days of war, some Taoist monks who moved mountains had no food or clothing. Damn, there was really no other way, so I finally broke the rules. At that time, an expert came up with a way to break the situation, which was to use two pry bars to tilt up a corner of the coffin, and then cut a small hole through the bottom of the coffin. Use an iron hook to poke into the hole and see what comes out. In this way, you can determine what is in the coffin."

I couldn't help but sigh, this battle of wits between the tomb robbers and the designers could really write a book. The fat man suddenly came over to me mysteriously and said to me: "But the seven sarcophagi here are probably all fake." Yes, I’m afraid this tomb of King Lu is all fake.”

He used the smoke again to shine on the stone crossing where we just fell down to see if there was nothing crawling over.

Then he continued: "I couldn't figure this out at first, but when I fell into this maze of stone passages, I suddenly discovered that this was actually a Western Zhou tomb." I was shocked: "Is it possible that this is the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty? It’s not an escape route dug by craftsmen.”

At this time, Pan Zi cursed in the corner: "I told you earlier, how could this be an escape passage? Have you ever seen anyone dig an escape passage like a maze? Who would be so interested?" Me I was greatly confused. I seemed to be thinking of something but couldn't grasp the key point: "How could someone build their own tomb on top of someone else's tomb? Isn't this because they want to cut off their descendants?"

The fat man touched his mouth and said: "You are also a back-fighter. Naturally, you know the sayings of Feng Shui. Those of us who are back-fighters are the most unscrupulous. Apart from guiding us to fight back, I really don't see what Feng Shui has to do. What other uses is it? This Feng Shui is a science, but it is the knowledge of the ancients, the knowledge of the dead, and has nothing to do with us good socialist young people." He patted his chest specifically, "Moreover, this will bury myself in the world. There is also a saying in Feng Shui about other people's tombs. It seems to be called... What is it called... Hidden Dragon's Cave? Anyway, it's just like a name. We don't care about these superficial names anyway. It is very possible to bury yourself in someone else's tomb, as long as your numerology cooperates and the arrangement is proper, so the coffin of King Nalu Shang must be hidden in this Western Zhou tomb, it can't be wrong!"

After hearing what he said, Pan Zi burst out laughing and said, "What, you're such a bear, can you also understand Feng Shui?"

The fat man was furious: "What do you know? If I don't understand...how can I know...so many things?" Pan Zi laughed, but the wound hurt when he laughed, and he couldn't help but hold his stomach. : "I don't know where you heard all this nonsense. If you really knew Feng Shui, could you lead us out of this maze? I could have turned around 7 or 8 times and still couldn't find the way."

When I heard Pan Zi talk about it, I remembered something and asked, "By the way, why did you leave me and run away? You know I was almost scared to death! Where are the third uncle and the others?"

Pan Zi straightened up with difficulty and said: "I don't know very well. At that time, the little brother was chasing that damn fat guy. Although the third uncle asked me not to chase him, I thought that if the kid got nervous, he would definitely There's something important, and there's something I didn't tell you. I always felt that this guy followed us here with ulterior motives, and I didn't quite believe him. I also wanted to take a look, so I followed." He frowned and said in confusion: "I ran for a few minutes and suddenly saw something in the tomb passage in front of me. I took a light and shined it, and the thing disappeared in a flash. I became a little nervous and walked over to it. At that place, at this time, I saw that there seemed to be a human hand as long as five fingers sandwiched between the stones."

The fat man was startled and moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Pan Zi recalled all the details of that time and said, "So I went over to take a look. You know I just can't control my curiosity. I also want to taste the shit. Now that I think about it, I'm really scared. I'm really scared." Unexpectedly, the thing that looked like a hand suddenly rushed out and got stuck on my neck. It was so strong that it almost choked me. I didn’t know what to do at that time. Fortunately, I was still alive. There was a saber, and while I was scrambling with my hands and feet, I went to cut the hand. I found that the wrist of this hand was frighteningly thin, almost a little thicker than the fingers. I didn’t know where its strength came from. I cut the hand with the knife. He made a long gash, and the hand immediately let go and retracted into the crack in the wall." Pan Zi touched his neck: "I thought damn, there must be something fishy behind this wall, so I went to check this wall. I knocked on the left, kicked on the right, and suddenly I didn't know what I pressed, and my whole body fell down!" He patted the wall, "You will also know in the future, I fell into a stone room like this one. , and then I discovered the stone path. Fortunately, I am good at it. I jumped for a long time and finally jumped up. Otherwise, I really don’t know when I would meet the mistress."

"So, you don't know the whereabouts of Third Uncle and the others?" I sighed. Pan Zi had obviously just learned that Third Uncle and the others were missing, and he looked very worried. I turned to the fat man and asked him: "Damn Fatty, how did you get down? Tell me the truth, did you provoke that ghost?" The fat man said: "Hey, if you want to say that, then I am really better than you." Su San was still wronged. When I ran to that place, the old man who appeared out of nowhere had already taken out the monster. The kid who was following me saw it and yelled "Oops" and turned around and ran away. When I saw , if I had to fight that monster, I probably wouldn’t have no chance of winning, but the fire of the revolution still had to be preserved, and I had not yet completed the tasks assigned to me by the organization, so I turned around and ran away. After running for a while, I I saw that guy stopped in front of me and told me to stand there. Before I understood what was going on, he kicked the wall and I fell. I thought he was going to save me, but I didn’t expect it. There are so many bugs down there, damn it." At this point, he looked around, as if he was afraid that bugs would crawl out and bite him again.

Pan Zi glanced at me and said, "Look, this guy seems to know this ancient tomb very well. It's not simple. There must be something wrong." I always think that Mengyou Ping is good, because as long as he is around, I felt very safe, but when Pan Zi said this, I also felt that the guy seemed to know too much along the way, as if he could predict everything. I couldn't help but become suspicious. In my bag, there were also a few compressed biscuits I found from Fatty. I remembered that I hadn’t eaten for a long time, so I took them out and everyone ate some. Pan Zi ate very little, in case his intestines were already damaged. Even if we wear it, it will leak out even if we eat too much, so we should leave it to us because we don’t know when we can go out. When he said this, even though the fat man wanted to eat, he was too embarrassed to eat too much. I told them what I had encountered again, and they gradually relaxed.

We were silent for a while and talked about something else. The fat man said that sitting like this was not an option, or we should go into the stone path to try our luck. Pan Zi thought the same, so we decided to take a rest before setting off.

I was in a daze. Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly saw the fat man squeezing his eyebrows and eyes at me. I originally thought that this fat man was very unreliable and a bit schizophrenic. Who can you say? How can you think of putting a clay pot on your head to scare people in an ancient tomb? Such people are either too courageous or too thin-minded. Now one of us here is seriously injured, and three people are missing. Under such circumstances, he is still interested in making faces at me. If I still have the strength, I will rush up and give him a blow.

However, at this time, I found that even Pan Zi was squinting at me. I thought: Scared, can neurosis be contagious? I saw the two of them patting their left shoulders non-stop, moving their mouths, as if saying: "Hand, hand!" I saw cold sweat on their heads, and felt strange, so I looked at my own hand. Nothing strange, could it be my shoulder? I turned my head casually and suddenly found a small green hand on my shoulder. "