After walking along the trail for about five minutes, after emerging from a pine forest, a temple suddenly appeared.
The village at the foot of the mountain is deserted, but the temple on the mountain looks different. It has a blue brick and concrete structure, and the bright paint on the temple door is shining. It looks like a recently built modern temple.
The temple door is closed tightly, and the plaque above is engraved with three words: Hanyin Temple.
"No one should enter the temple", not to mention it was still midnight. I planned to go around and continue climbing the mountain, but after walking around for a long time, I found that the temple was stuck on the mountain road.
To the left is a cliff, bottomless.
On the right is a sea-buckthorn forest. The branches are covered with thorns, making it impossible for people to pass through unless they are wearing armor.
I had no choice but to go back to the temple, pull up the iron ring on the door, and knock three times: "Hello, is there anyone there?"
There was no response, so I knocked a few more times, but still no sound, so it seemed I had to force my way in.
I locked the wheels of the suitcase, placed it under the corner of the wall, stepped on the suitcase and climbed up the wall, and looked inside the temple.
It was originally a very scary scene, but because of what happened before, my courage has been strengthened a lot, and I was not frightened. There are no buildings at all in the temple. Looking around, there are densely packed tombstones.
There are more than a hundred of them, all located within the walls of the temple.
At the end of the array of tombstones, on the other side corresponding to the main entrance of the temple, there is a back door. From there, you should go to Jiuxian Cave.
I sat on the wall and observed it for a while. After confirming that there was nothing unusual except tombstones, I decided to go through.
Put the suitcase here first so no one can steal it.
I turned over and jumped into the cemetery, carefully avoiding the stone monuments and walking toward the back door.
The stone tablets all have the name of the owner and the year of his birth and death. The time span is very large. Most of them are the reign names of the Qing Dynasty emperors, such as the 48th year of Kangxi and the third year of Guangxu. However, all the tombstones are made of the same stone and have the same wear and tear.
The degree shows that they were uniformly moved here by later generations.
I also noticed that the names of the owners of the tombstones were all the same as Song Lei’s tombstone, with the words “Liaodong Night No Harvest” engraved on them, without exception.
Is this "night without harvest" a tombstone brand?
If this is true, it is really awesome, and funerals have begun to become industrialized.
Soon we arrived at the back door. There was a lock on the door and it was so rusty that it would be difficult to open it even with a key.
This small temple is built against a mountain. The terrain of the back entrance is much higher than that of the main entrance, and the opposite wall is also a little shorter.
I easily climbed over the back wall, and there was another seabuckthorn forest. However, there was a stone path in the forest. It was very narrow. I carefully avoided the sharp thorns on both sides. After passing through the forest, the path stopped abruptly and was blocked by a cliff more than ten meters high.
The way to go.
There are nine caves on the cliff, arranged in a shape that looks like a Bagua array - the eight outer holes are arranged like a Bagua formation, surrounding a hole in the middle, for a total of nine holes.
On the top of the cliff above the cave, three powerful characters are engraved - Jiuxian Cave!
We finally arrived. This is the "home" of the girl in my dream. No matter good or bad, I will find her first. I breathed a sigh of relief, but soon I discovered a new problem.
There are nine caves. The bottom row of caves is also very high from the ground. Visually, it is about the same height as a basketball hoop. The cliff is so smooth that even professional rock climbers may not be able to climb it.
You need a long ladder to climb up.
At this time, the dark clouds on the horizon came over again, covering the moon. The nine holes in front of us became increasingly blurred and gradually lost their outline.
Forget it, let's leave it at that tonight. It's protected by the "Nine Immortals" here, so it should be relatively safe. Let's wait until daybreak.
I sat on the ground exhausted, leaning against the cliff, lighting a cigarette and closing my eyes to rest.
Before I finished smoking, I fell into sleep...
The dream was very confusing. I dreamed about Song Lei and my paper-man cousin, I dreamed about a temple and cemetery, and I also dreamed that I learned Qinggong and flew up the cliff. I saw that there was a stone-sealed door about one meter inside the entrance of the cave, and I couldn't enter at all.
Go, fortunately, I know how to subdue the dragon with the Eighteen Palms, and forcefully open the sealed door.
As soon as the door opened, a lot of insects, birds, fish, and beasts flew out of the hole. Only the middle hole had nothing coming out. I guessed that the girl was in the middle hole, so I walked in boldly.
There is a long-lit lantern inside the cave. The cave is deep and large, and a big red coffin lies in the middle.
I twisted my waist and opened the coffin lid. A girl wearing a Chinese wedding dress sat up stiffly, with a red hijab covering her face.
With excitement, I lifted my hijab, and it turned out to be that girl.
"Yao Yao, I'm here." I said.
Yaoyao patted the coffin board with her little hand and gave me a ghostly smile: "Brother Chengfeng, this is a double coffin, come in quickly!" This chapter has been completed!