The so-called "running to death" when looking up the mountain does not apply in the mountains and forests. Zhang Xiuxian was thinking about the treasure in his heart, so he was very fast.
There is a gentle slope behind the mountain col. The trees here are slightly shorter than those around them. People like them who have been doing this all year round understand that it is either because of the location or because someone has moved underneath.
Feng Yu felt that they had come to the right place. There must be something different about the place that Bai Ran could go straight to as soon as he came out of Huaxian Lake.
Feng Yu judged a good area of land based on topography and Feng Shui. If there is a mausoleum, it must be at the entrance in the middle.
Zhang Xiuxian thought that Feng Yu was just Guan Gong using his sword, but he had not noticed that he had the ability to pinpoint acupoints.
Feng Yu took the opportunity and said, "I have learned it just by watching it over the years. Feng Shui and the Book of Changes both mentioned it. There will not be much hidden in a good location, unless it is deliberately imposed by people, like Huaxiangu
A place like the lake is a treasure. Our current mountain col is right on the gourd-shaped head. If it were you, where would you like to be buried?"
"Hey, damn, where do I want to be buried? Can you tell me something that people would like to hear? I can't bear to see you guys with some ability bragging about it."
"You see, this mountain col is facing Huaxian Ancient Lake and is located in the south. Kun is born with earth and gold is born. It shines with the sun and moon. When the moon is full, the air flows from the mountain to the lake. The gourd eye is right here.
Bagua Yin and Yang pay attention to symmetry, so we concluded that there must be an entrance in the middle, and a Bagua plate is formed around it. The blown place in front is actually a device that connects and changes luck. The Bagan dynasty did not have high attainments in Feng Shui.
, it should be the latecomers who took advantage of the situation and connected the three, creating a change in which a dragon is in a loop."
Zhang Xiuxian seemed to be listening to a book from heaven. He didn't care what the mess was in the middle. Since Bai Ran and Weng Xiansi were here, they were only one step away from the possibility of Huaxian Ancient Lake.
In the middle of the mountain col, we found a place that had been vandalized by humans. On a slope under a tree, we dug out an underground gate with the words "The Second Tomb in the World" on the top of the gate.
Obviously, this place has been dug for a long time, otherwise the door head and door would not be dug out. It is unclear whether it is Weng Xiansi's masterpiece, but there is no one else except him.
The door is made of stone. The entire door was not dug out, but the upper half was dug out. The lower door was completely buried in the soil. The left door of the two exposed doors has been damaged, leaving a big hole. This is not a professional tomb robber.
It simply can't be done like this.
Zhang Xiuxian took a look inside, then turned around and asked Feng Yu: "The second mausoleum in the world? It's the place Pan Cao mentioned. It turns out it's here. I said, that old guy Weng Xiansi didn't tell the damn truth."
, this way of opening the door, isn’t it something that an old tomb robber can do?”
"It seems we really underestimated this.
Father Weng, he is riding a donkey in search of a horse, it is hard to say what his real intention is."
"Hey, look, the hole in the stone door was knocked out by someone. The wear and tear on the edge is very serious. It must be several years old. Ya'er must have been in it often!"
Zhang Xiuxian was a little anxious. He was worried that if it was too late, there would only be a pile of residue left, so he jumped in without any further discussion.
Feng Yu looked around and found clear new footprints. People must have entered inside.
The second mausoleum in the world, what kind of person dares to call it such a name?
Feng Yu frowned. It would come eventually, so he followed it and got in.
During the minute he jumped, he had the thought of not wanting to go down. It was indeed too dangerous for him to do so. Who knows if Weng Xiansi would set a trap? Pan Cao Bairan and Huaxian Hu all revealed
It's strange, whether Bai Ran is like the people in Reservoir Village, they have actually met each other, Feng Yu has not yet decided how to get along with him.
It was dark behind the door below, and the passage was very long. Zhang Xiuxian held the lamp in front and walked silently for a while. The passage soon became wider and taller.
The stone gate outside should be a landmark similar to the coordinates. The stone wall inside becomes white after widening, which is in obvious contrast with the stone wall in front. This is where the real entry begins.
On the white stone, there are cornices carved on the whole stone, and there is a pattern that Feng Yu can't name. It seems to be made in Han Dynasty, and the white stone is not an ordinary thing. Feng Yu can't judge, he thinks it is white marble or something like that.
, but such a whole piece of white marble is a bit weird.
On the white stone roof of the passage, there were clear inscriptions, like some kind of ancient writing. Zhang Xiuxian touched it with his hand. The white stone was cold to the bones, and it was high-quality jade.
There were many messy footprints on the ground, not only those of Bai Ran and Weng Xiansi, but also a lot of people who had been here. Indeed, the door was opened so wide that most of the people who had some ideas came in.
They continued all the way down, and there were figurines placed on both sides of the corridor going in. They were all the kind of majestic figurines with angry eyes. Zhang Xiuxian wanted to touch them with his hands, but Feng Yu stopped him. Thinking of what happened in the cave of Heishui Mountain, the God Clan
People like to use tricks to hide corpses and insects inside figurines. If there are corpses in the figurines, isn't it just looking for trouble?
This passage was very long, and Feng Yu was thinking about it, as if he had seen it somewhere before, until a large figurine statue at the end convinced him that it was in the tomb of the King of Han, and there was almost no difference between the two.
Feng Yu stood in front of the statue without moving, and the large figurine statue in front of him was different from the others. It was carved from wood, while the others were made of pottery.
Feng Yu thought quickly in his mind, and the answer almost came out of his mouth.
"General Hua Ling! This is the statue of General Hua Ling!"
Zhang Xiuxian was stunned for a moment, "General Hua Ling? That Hua Ling?"
General Ling?"
Feng Yu said in a low voice, "It's the General Hua Ling who stole the throne. Shiva reincarnated into the human world and established the Gulan Sect. According to the legend, King Gulan stepped on the corpse and ascended to immortality. After General Hua Ling designed it, he ascended to the Paradise of Elysium."
Zhang Xiuxian has never been into the Heishui Mountain Cave, and he has never seen the statue of General Hua Ling in the cave, so he is confused, "Is this the damn General Hua Ling? Is this the one who is posing with the Gulan Demon King?" Then he asked
Questioning, "I said, that's not right. I remember that there was a certain Hai family who has been following General Hua Ling. Where are the other Hai family members? Didn't the old monk say that the Hai family will definitely come to save the Demon King Tie Yan?"
?It's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement? It makes Pan Cao feel at ease."
Feng Yu speculated: "Perhaps no one from the Hai family is alive anymore. Lao Meng's goddaughter Yuxiang is the only Hai family member I know. The others are probably dead."
Suddenly, Feng Yu felt the desolation of the world. Everything that happened a hundred years later would be a different matter.
This General Hua Ling seems to be carved from wood, and the wood is a little faded. Such a tall statue is actually carved from a single piece of wood, which is in line with General Hua Ling's tall figure. It is squinting at the two of them. This is the end of the passage, on the ground.
Most of the footprints went into the back.
Zhang Xiuxian has no time to care about Hualing or not. The affairs of Gulan Guohai's family are his own. What he wants now is to rush to the tomb chamber known as the Second Tomb to see if there are any treasures.
Feng Yu was also worried about Bai Ran's whereabouts and could no longer think about General Hua Ling. He entered the back and came to a large circular tomb. In the middle stood an extremely exquisite screen wall, full of brick carvings. Zhang Xiuxian shined a flashlight on it.
, and found that it was a stone statue with Tibetan Buddhist content, and it seemed to be inseparable from the Gulan Kingdom.
There are various Buddha statues on it, and beside them are Dharma protectors and boys. The figures are so dense that they are too numerous to count. Because he received lectures from Master Lotus when he was in Tibet, he has a certain understanding of Tibetan Buddhism. Feng Yu
Questions were quickly raised about the content on the wall photo. It did not look like the content that should be included in traditional Tibetan Buddhism. It was a piece of fabricated content that I had pieced together.
Feng Yu fell into deep thought. The attendants on the statue looked extremely familiar. Feng Yu touched his chin and stared at the figures on the corner of the screen wall carefully.
What was incredible was that he saw someone who was exactly the same as Wang Ding. The sculpture with that expression couldn't be better. Feng Yu was startled. He couldn't recognize all the other people in Reservoir Village, but there were a few that looked familiar to him.
It is almost certain that the followers on the wall of this Buddha statue are all from Reservoir Village.
How to explain this? Feng Yu was speechless for a moment. He didn't know what words to use to express his feelings. He took a few steps back, feeling that there must be more things here that he could not imagine.
