Chapter 328 The demonic sound in the middle of the night and the lonely soul of the ruined monument
"This sound..."
"Botou, is this someone crying?"
"I vaguely heard it, it seemed like a woman's cry." Xiaoxuan held up a flashlight, turned around and looked around.
"Did you hear that??" I quickly asked Dou Sprout again.
"I did hear it...but why do I feel like the roar of a dinosaur on TV! Or it's some kind of wild bird, and it's definitely not a human being! This desert island is isolated from the world. Didn't you hear the boss of the boat just now?
They say they don’t even come to this area for boating! There can’t be anyone living on this island! If there are people, we saw them last time we came here!”
Dou Sprout explained, and it made sense. After all, they had been here once. If there was someone, they would have discovered it long ago.
The night was getting deeper, but for some reason, the fog on the island was getting thicker and thicker. For a moment, I felt as if I had strayed into the Sichuan Ecstasy. In addition, there was a weird "..." coming from invisible places around me.
"Crying", to be honest, it's a bit eye-catching.
Ordinary people may retreat when encountering this kind of situation, but for a few of us, at most we are just worried and won't be frightened.
Because I had been exposed to Ecstasy before, I made arrangements.
Everyone, line up in a line, turn on the flashlight to the brightest, don't shine the flashlight left and right, let alone up, but shine down uniformly.
In this way, the person behind you can always see the heels of the person in front, so they won't know they are separated.
Douyazai memorized the route and led the way at the front, followed by Xiaoxuan and me.
In this way, we slowly moved forward in the fog.
I looked back and saw the passenger ship with its lights on, like a lighthouse.
Xiaoxuan was wearing blue jeans and white sneakers. I adapted to the frequency of her steps and kept focusing on her butt.
After walking for a while, I suddenly felt something in my heart.
It seemed like there was someone following me behind me.
Xiaoxuan, Baotou and Douyazai are walking in front of me, and there is no one behind me.
I walked like this for a few more minutes, and the feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.
I shouted: "Wait a minute!"
The bean sprouts at the front stopped immediately and asked me what was going on.
There was a stone next to me, so I immediately moved it over, placed it on the ground, and touched my heels.
"It's okay! My shoelaces are loose! Keep walking!" I shouted.
Dou Sprout said oh and continued to lead the way.
It's also possible to say that it's psychological suggestion. Anyway, this time I didn't feel like I was being followed.
This is a little trick that Uncle Cha said before. No matter where you are, when a person walks at night, he always feels something behind his back. It is best to find a stone or brick to put in the middle of the road to block it, and then touch his heels.
.If there happen to be no stones or bricks around, use branches and other objects instead. The prerequisite is that the objects must be higher than the "pavement". Legend has it that the thresholds of rural houses played a similar role in the past.
In less than twenty minutes, we arrived at the place.
There are trees and grass everywhere, mainly bare wild bamboo and masson pine. Douyazai pointed to a big hole in the ground and said: "This is it! Last time we came here, we saw half of the iron pot exposed, so we dug it out!"
It may have washed out due to the heavy rains in the past two months!"
"Where is the ruined monument you mentioned?" I asked.
Xiaoxuan held up her flashlight and immediately shined it in the northwest direction.
"Over there, you can see it if you go over there."
When I went over to take a look, I did see some broken stone tablets under the pile of bamboos.
I frowned subconsciously.
The material of this stele is neither white sandstone nor bluestone. The whole stone is grey, with a certain oiliness, and the stone lines at the fractures are fine and orderly. This is a high-quality tea garden stone from seven or eight hundred years ago, and is now almost extinct.
The fog was so heavy that there was a layer of water vapor on the surface of the stone monument.
After wiping it, Xiaoxuan helped illuminate it, and I muttered: "Zhi... Zhi Xing Fang Hong, Shixia Yantang... Yantang Jiang Zhongwen, respect the money... three hundred and forty-three taels...
Juren, Youyi, Fuli, with forty-three taels...youshi..."
The stone tablet is incomplete, and the inscription breaks off when the word “Traveler” is mentioned.
"What do you mean Yunfeng?" Xiaoxuan asked me, holding up a flashlight.
I said in surprise: "Yes, this does record something about the academy at that time. It should be the Shixia Academy mentioned in the county annals. The head, I think this may be a donation monument, Zhixing, Yantang, Juren,
Youyi, Fuli, including Youshi, these are all empty titles of ancient academies. It may be that something happened that required a lot of money, so these people made unified donations from top to bottom according to their positions. Immediately afterwards
I built this monument to commemorate this incident."
"But that doesn't make sense. I can't understand it."
"The county annals say that the Shixia Academy went through the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and still existed until the Republic of China. Later, it was completely submerged in the water. If the description in the county annals is correct, then this monument should be in the academy, and it should be in the underwater Hecheng ruins area.
, why did you end up on this unknown island?"
He also looked at the broken stele and said, "This is what I don't understand. I speculate that it is very likely that the stele was brought from a certain place by the rebels. Its burial time should be the same as that of that stele."
Mouth marching pot is the same time."
Xiaoxuan said: "I don't know what the lost inscription on the stone tablet recorded. Those rebels were poor people who rebelled because they couldn't survive. It's understandable that they buried money, but there is no reason to bury such a stone tablet. Now, let's talk about it.
I forgot, at that time this was not an island, but a mountain."
Xiaoxuan’s words instantly inspired me.
"It's not an island, it's a mountain? That means... where we are standing now is on the top of the mountain in the past!"
I clapped my hands and said: "Head! Could it be that someone from the academy also joined the rebel army at that time? This person died later! He was buried on the top of the mountain! That marching pot is the Zhixingju Renyan Hall on the list.
Raise money for his burial! I guess the second half of the missing inscription records this incident!"
As soon as I said this, everyone's expressions changed, including the boss.
Xiaoxuan immediately said: "Yunfeng, if it is like what you said, then there should be this person's tomb in this place. In addition, we previously inferred from the marching pot that this place is related to the legend of Yinjia Mountain in Fangladong. In this way
, will the two become irrelevant?”
"No, it's relevant. Let's not get ourselves into a dead end. In any case, the marching pot is an ironclad proof! It doesn't matter who the rebels are! The money must have been stolen! Otherwise, they wouldn't have pretended to be marching.
In the pot, as long as we find ancient tombs from the Song Dynasty around us, it will prove my inference."
Dou Sprout is very fast, and he assembled the Luoyang shovel while I was talking.
He picked up the flashlight on the ground and said to me: "Fengzi, the moso bamboos around here are growing vigorously. It doesn't look like there is an ancient tomb. Please point out the location."
I said, "You know what? If the tombs of the Song Dynasty were not packed with rammed soil, it would not affect the growth of surface plants at all. However, people in the industry say that the corpses of the Sui, Tang, and Song Dynasties were buried on the slopes, and it is rare to bury them secretly on the top of the mountain."
"Then how can I find it? There's nothing showing." Dou Sprout stared.
He raised his head, looked at the night and said, "It would be much easier if it rained."
I was thinking the same thing as I was thinking.
Because most Song Dynasty tombs are made of brick chambers, they will still absorb water even after hundreds of years.
We expected to go back tomorrow night, so we didn’t bring water with us on this trip. I wanted to find out the situation here as soon as possible. After thinking about it, I decided to try the wild dog urine separation method.
If there are any ancient tombs from the Song Dynasty around here, I will know as soon as I urinate.