The Lost Trail of Guide Chapter 59 What do the people of Coffin Mountain want to do?
Zhang Xiuxian stared at the last part of the epitaph and carefully considered it for a long time. His Mongolian writing was not very authentic. In order to avoid misunderstanding, he confirmed it again and again and felt that this was what it meant.
Zhang Xiuxian pointed to the epitaph and said: "While Ali was not communicating with snakes, he learned that he had to be buried in a snake land after his death so that his snake could ascend and turn into a dragon. To find this snake land, all over the world,
Only the people in the coffin mountain can help him."
"Coffin mountain? That coffin mountain? Please explain clearly."
Feng Yu felt a little unbelievable. Could this coffin mountain be that coffin mountain?
"It didn't say it was the coffin mountain. What place is this coffin mountain? Did I see it wrong?" Zhang Xiuxian studied the epitaph carefully to make sure that he saw it correctly.
Feng Yu looked at his second uncle and asked quietly: "Second uncle, which coffin mountain is this coffin mountain?"
As a member of the Feng family, Feng Yu naturally knew that Coffin Mountain was the birthplace of the Feng family. Could it be that the Coffin Mountain written on the epitaph was their Feng family's Coffin Mountain? Feng Yu felt uneasy and found this matter even more incredible.
"There is no second coffin mountain in the world." Feng Er said coldly. He looked at Zhang Xiuxian and motioned to continue.
Zhang Xiuxian looked confused. He was not from the Feng family, so he didn't know what kind of place this coffin mountain was.
"Ali is not a grassland khan, so it is not difficult to find Coffin Mountain. After many twists and turns, he knows the location of Coffin Mountain. This place was originally in Wushan Town. There really is such a Coffin Mountain. How could it be called Coffin Mountain? The name is really
unlucky."
The second cover cursed: "Don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Xiuxian continued: "Not only did Ali go to Coffin Mountain, the people in Coffin Mountain also agreed to Alibu's search for such a snake land to build Alibu's mausoleum."
Zhang Xiuxian stopped talking. Feng Yu asked eagerly: "What's behind? What else is behind?"
"Back there? Aren't you standing here in the back? Isn't this place just a snake land? The mausoleum has been built to this level. This coffin mountain man is really powerful. I wonder if there are any descendants alive now. This is a great skill.
It’s gone.”
Feng Yu looked at his second uncle and asked, "Second uncle, what do you think of this?"
"It's true that a flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and it almost fell into the hands of our own people. My Guanshan sect had never built an imperial tomb of this size before." Feng Er said sadly.
"Senior, you said this is your practice of mountain viewing? Does Coffin Mountain refer to your mountain viewing? Damn it, this is too coincidental, isn't it?"
Feng Yu asked Zhang Xiuxian: "Let me ask you, is there nothing else written on the epitaph? For example, what benefit did Ali give to the Coffin Mountain people by not building this place? Or there are other records about the Coffin Mountain people."
Zhang Xiuxian replied with certainty: "There are only so many. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. I'll lie to you that you are a puppy."
Feng Yu glanced at the epitaph a few times. He didn't know the Mongolian script. It was like reading a heavenly book. He shook his head helplessly.
Feng Er thought for a while and then said: "I, the Guanshan sect, have always been cautious, so how could I leave other records in the tomb? Since ancient times, the builders of tombs have generally not left their names. This is a taboo."
, it’s not good for future generations, and it’s impossible for the tomb owner to let him do this.”
"Second uncle, this doesn't make sense. Isn't this Ali really the incarnation of the snake spirit? Why did my ancestors in Guanshan agree to build his mausoleum?"
Feng Er shook his head, "This is exactly what I want to know."
Zhang Xiuxian breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It turns out that this place is a masterpiece of mountain viewing. I said no wonder it is so amazing. This skill is unique in the world, so this will be much easier. You should come and visit your ancestors' graves."
Let’s take a look at what our ancestors have left behind.”
Feng Yu hesitated in his heart. Guide City was actually made by the Guanshan lineage. What kind of mystery does the Dragon Language Picture hide? I think this is what the second uncle wants to know, and these are related to Zhang Manyue and Death.
What does it have to do with the descendants of the hair mound below? Everything seems to be very complicated.
Before Feng Yu could recover from his thoughts, Zhang Xiuxian pointed at the paper stick and shouted, "Oh my god, what the hell is that?"
Feng Yu and Feng Er moved their eyes away from the epitaph, only to see that the Zhizha next to the coffin in the tomb made their eyes glow green. Zhizha's body was burned by green hellfire from feet to head. After burning, a line gradually appeared.
The spirit body of the snake comes.
This scene is frightening to watch. This should be a kind of witchcraft, or a very ancient witchcraft. Just like Zhang Manyue said, the paper will lead the spirit of the tomb owner back to the coffin.
Inside.
Zhang Manyue remained calm all the time. This was the moment she had been waiting for. The clothes and blood of the tomb owner were found on the paper, which were used to summon spirits.
If the Guide City Mausoleum was built by the ancestors in Coffin Mountain, the tomb owner’s magic to summon spirits is unbelievable. Could the ancestors in Coffin Mountain still use such tricks?
Soon, the paper bundle turned into a ball of fire burning in the air, and there was a strange fragrance coming from it. It might be some kind of antiseptic medicine. Several people watched this process intently, until the spiritual snake scurried into the coffin.
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Feng Yu asked in a low voice from the side: "Second uncle, isn't this kind of evil magic used to summon spirits also used by us in mountain viewing? I have never heard my father say that our mountain watching Taibao can still do it.
Using magic?"
"In those days, there were countless coffins buried in Coffin Mountain. No one knew who buried the hanging coffins on Coffin Mountain. I, the Feng family, took the heavenly book from the hanging coffin and learned the secret techniques above to achieve my later attainments, like Guanshan.
It’s the name of Taibao, so the Coffin Mountain people used to use this kind of magic in the past.”
Feng Yu was extremely surprised and had a new understanding of the ancestors of Guanshan. Who were those people?
After they calmed down, several people gathered around the coffin to take a closer look. The coffin was painted red and had snakes wrapped around it. There was a whole golden snake wrapped around the coffin from the front and back. The snake tightly wrapped the coffin. This kind of carving was truly outstanding.
The snake head is located above the coffin lid, and its charm is compelling.
A golden snake entwines the red coffin. This is the first time he has seen this kind of coffin shape. The structure of the tomb chamber is familiar to him. It is different from the one in Shanxi tomb many years ago.
Seeing no movement, Zhang Xiuxian started walking around the tomb chamber. Compared with Guide City above, this place is incomparable. It is not even as big as the ear chamber outside. However, this is undoubtedly the main tomb chamber. It is a bit smaller.
But it was already the end here. What worried Zhang Xiuxian the most was nothing else but the fact that there were no artifacts buried with him in the tomb, and not even half of them were found. He thought to himself, doesn’t the snake spirit need an artifact buried with him?
Zhang Xiuxian looked at the small golden snakes painted all over the walls of the tomb chamber. He didn't know the purpose of doing this. He moved forward, thinking that these golden snakes could be captured. If he could, it would be a comfort to his heart. Zhang Xiuxian fought back.
The purpose is simple, not for anything else, just for gold and silver.
Zhang Xiuxian studied the golden snake on the wall alone. He took out a knife and wondered if he could pull it off.
The walls of the entire tomb chamber were covered with these little golden snakes. After getting closer, Zhang Xiuxian saw that this kind of thing was inlaid on the tomb wall. The golden light was so dazzling that it looked like it was either painted with gold or engraved with gold. It should be valuable.
thing.
Zhang Xiuxian dug into it with a knife and found that these golden snakes were indeed inlaid on the wall, and there was a small string of words on the snakes, which seemed to be Mongolian. Zhang Xiuxian asked Feng Yu to come closer and raise a lamp to see what the words on them meant.
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Feng Yu was also very curious about the things on these snakes. He and Zhang Xiuxian held up the lamp and read the words. Soon Zhang Xiuxian got the answer.
"Wait, wait, what nonsense are written on the bodies of these snakes? Are they their names?"
The more Zhang Xiuxian looked at it, the more confused he became. He didn't understand what the words tattooed on the snake meant.
Feng Yu looked at the snake and asked: "Zhang Xiuxian, your Mongolian language was not taught by the Manchus, right?"
"Damn it, I learned it from an old man who learned Mongolian. Although I haven't studied for a long time, I can still recognize these simple words clearly. Since the Qing Dynasty, Manchu and Mongolia have been one family for a long time. It was the Manchus who taught
The Mongolian script is also correct, don’t underestimate the Manchus, they are the royal family.”
Feng Yu was not interested in quarreling with Zhang Xiuxian and said, "You'd better take a look at what this means first."
Feng Er said: "The words on these snakes should be able to form some kind of paragraph. It is very likely that there are some secrets in them."
After Zhang Xiuxian listened, he looked a little more carefully. He also wanted to know what the words above would form.
Zhang Xiuxian quickly groped around the entire wall, and the more he looked at it, the more he realized something was wrong.
"No, no."
"Zhang Xiuxian, what's wrong? Why do you have so many things going on? What's wrong again?" Feng Yu asked, rolling his eyes.
"Look carefully, just stare at one of them. These golden snakes on the wall seem to be moving!"