After reciting the six-character Great Ming Mantra dozens of times in a row, I whispered, "Sister Shuishui? Sister Shuishui!"
No response.
The next second, there was a sudden harsh sizzling sound on the other end of the phone! Then the line on the other end was disconnected.
I tried calling immediately, but it said there was no signal and I couldn't get through.
I'm a little worried about her. If it doesn't work out, I have to contact someone in Nanping to check her household registration or check her family. I'm not helping her because she's rich or beautiful, it's because I'm too kind and can't bear to see girls cry.
I put away my phone, smoked a cigarette to keep warm, and then I climbed into the hole.
I don’t know why the local tourism bureau wants to develop this place as a tourist attraction. The entrance to the cave is too narrow. It’s better to call it a cave entrance than a “stone crevice.” It’s hard for me to get in even if I’m so skinny. A fatter person might get stuck after entering.
Already.
I didn't come here for the purpose of traveling, I came here for the purpose of exploring mysteries, so I held up my flashlight and looked very carefully to see if I could find any valuable clues.
Nowadays, young people don’t pay much attention to this aspect, thinking that it is a myth. In fact, before the completion of Xin’anjiang Hydropower Station, many people said that there were legends of treasures in Chuncheng, saying that they were left by Fang La and were buried underground somewhere unknown.
place.
Walking in the cave, listening to my own breathing, I seemed to hear the sound of thousands of people fighting back then.
At that time, Fang La claimed to be the Holy Lord of Manichaeism, founded Yongle, established an official system, and raised 200,000 troops. He occupied 25 counties in eight states south of the Yangtze River, and his sphere of influence extended to Shezhou, Muzhou, Hangzhou, Suzhou, Changzhou, and Huzhou.
, Xuanzhou, and Runzhou, along the way they burned government offices, killed wealthy businessmen, and robbed the state treasury. In just a few months, they gathered countless gold and silver treasures. He relied on the money he robbed to pay for the army and build relationships. However, after his defeat,
There is no mention in later history books about the whereabouts of this treasure. I have already researched this aspect.
From a psychological analysis, he may feel that he can make a comeback one day, and then he may bury the collected money somewhere where others cannot find it.
The nature of this matter is the same as the archaeological team's discovery of Zhang Xianzhong's treasure in Danjiangkou in 2005. In fact, as early as the early 1990s, many locals had bought cars and built houses based on the waters there.
People with a lot of money will never tell anything. The archaeological team has no way to recover it. There is no evidence. If you ask me to say that those people did it in eight words, "Be bold and careful, first come, first served."
After walking for a while, the space suddenly opened up, and I held up my flashlight to see.
This is a natural cave made entirely of limestone. There is a faint sound of intermittent dripping water, but there is no water anywhere.
The ground was uneven and full of potholes, and the road ahead was dark. There were two forked roads that led to nowhere. I didn’t know how to choose, so I just pointed at whoever it was. I chose the forked road on the left that led to the darkness.
After walking for a while, gravels the size of eggs could be seen everywhere, as well as some domestic garbage, mineral water bottles, bread bags, etc. Suddenly, I noticed a few lines of writing on the rock wall here.
It must have been there for a few years and is very blurry, so most people may not be able to identify it, but I can see it clearly.
I looked up and squinted for a few minutes and realized it was a long poem.
There is no signature, no name, I don’t know the year, and I don’t know who wrote it. There may be some discrepancies in some words, but this is roughly what it says.
"Flying eastward, I have blown away my heroic dream, and looked at the thousands of mountains in the spring with a smile. After all the disasters, my brothers are still here. Why should I fear death if I go to the underworld? If God abandons me, God will abandon me. If the world punishes me, I will be punished."
After reading this, I started a new line on the wall and continued writing
"The grass grows long on Baiye Xiaoxiao's tomb, and the yellow flag is not seen entering Luoyang. The golden crow does not know the month of the year, but still guards the poplars sadly. When the flowers bloom next year, we will know that the wax snow is like spring frost, the golden palace and silver palace are not there, and the vicissitudes of life are hard to find."
I read it several times and couldn't help but praise it, "What a poem, what a poem. This is a poem left by an unknown talent from that dynasty and generation. Even if it is compared to me, it's not much different."
This is definitely not left by Fang La himself, but it is not now either. I think the probability is relatively high in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties. In the second half of the poem, it is mentioned that Fang Zhi La's snow is like spring frost, and the word "Fang La" is clearly hidden in the poem,
In addition, there are many information points hidden in this poem. I memorized it and decided to go back.
Doing research later.
Seeing it once is worth hearing it a hundred times. The more I explore, the more surprised I become!
This cave is far from being only 500 meters deep as others say. The real situation is that it is bottomless, and the deeper you go, the more complicated the environment becomes. Sometimes there will be unknown forks, and sometimes there will be rock crevices similar to dog caves.
I threw stones into some caves, and it took a long time before I heard an echo. No wonder he hid here back then. If he hadn't been betrayed, I guess even if Han Shizhong led his troops in, he wouldn't be able to catch him.
I felt that I might get lost as I walked on, and the battery of my flashlight was running low. I was about to go back when my flashlight suddenly hit a stone table, which was just around the corner not far ahead.
I quickly ran over to take a look, and saw a man-made stone table here, accompanied by several stone benches with lotus patterns engraved on them, just standing here quietly.
I reached under the stone table and touched it with my backhand. I was immediately excited. This must be from the Song Dynasty!
Because the stone tables in the Song Dynasty were all made on one side, and the back of the table was not polished. In addition, the stone benches had signs of rolled legs. This is consistent with the craftsmanship of the Song Dynasty. Although there is no direct evidence, it is very likely that it was used by the owner of the Song Dynasty.
of!
I've seen it all, so there must be other people who have seen it, and it's actually been preserved to this day. Even the Cultural Relics Bureau didn't put up a sign or anything. It's just piled here casually, like old garbage.
After sitting here for a while, I felt excited and thought that this place deserves a good investigation. Is it possible to hide some big secrets?
I got up and left, and then something went wrong.
You were fine before you came, you can't go back!
The further I walked, the more something was wrong! I had a natural sense of direction and got lost in the cave!
There is no sun here, it's pitch black, it's the same during the day and at night! Once the flashlight battery runs out, it's over! If I step out in the dark and fall into a hole, no one will be able to find me even if I turn into bones!
I was a little anxious, so I subconsciously quickened my pace, and finally started running directly.
I ran faster and faster with gravel under my feet. I ran out even though I was out of breath. It felt as if I had accidentally walked into a maze, and as if there were two people in the dark.
Invisible hands covered my eyes, preventing me from discerning the direction.
At this moment, the only lighting equipment in my hand was getting weaker and weaker. I tried to calm down as much as possible. I, Xiang Yunfeng, couldn't even get lost in the Tengger Desert, and there was no way I could be trapped in such a cave.
I began to recall every step I took before arriving, and then quickly adjusted my route according to the memory in my mind. As I walked, I stopped again.
Looking at the scene in front of me, my face turned pale.
A figure appeared directly in front of me, a person hanging in mid-air with his back to me!
It had clothes and shoes on it, so it was clearly a human being, and you could faintly see a rope around its neck!
"Amitabha, the Supreme Lord is as urgent as the law. You may encounter a ghost and hit the wall. The founder of the Northern Sect, please bless me," I closed my eyes and muttered slowly, and kept making signs of the cross on my chest.
I picked up the stone and threw it. It missed the first time but hit it the second time.
"The hanging man" swayed and soon stopped moving.
Having the courage to do so, I stepped closer and saw that it was indeed a man, tied to a stone by a rope and hanged to death.
Due to the low temperature in the cave, the corpse had not yet completely decomposed. I raised my flashlight to look up and saw that the teeth on his face were exposed and the corpse had begun to wax. The facial features looked very scary.
The man was young, less than thirty by visual inspection, and he should have hanged himself. In addition, there was a dusty black backpack against the wall, and two empty liquor bottles were placed next to the backpack.
There was a wallet in the bag, which contained only some change, and an ID card. The name on the ID card was Li Bohua, and his home address was No. 75, Qigudian Village, Gaocheng Town, Suizhou City, Hubei Province.
After looking at it, I put the things back in their place and couldn't help but said, "Brother, you really shocked me. If you can't think about it, just find a better place to commit suicide. You said you, in this place where birds don't shit?"
No one has noticed how long you have been dead. I guess your family doesn’t even know, and there isn’t even anyone to collect the body.”
I patted his leg, then lit a cigarette and placed it at his feet.
"It's fate that we meet today, so we can treat you as brothers and offer you incense."