After a loud bang, the iron door that had been locked for many years was closed again. The darkness that came to them was so thick that it could not be dissolved. It enveloped the two of them in an instant. Before the tall girl could express her doubts, she was completely confused.
Trapped in the "Jian 802" air raid shelter that only existed in rumors.
The two of them are getting closer and closer to their goal.
"While the phone still has power, let's quickly find where the monument is hidden." The boy said as he raised the phone again.
There was a strong smell of mildew in the "Jian 802" air-raid shelter. The two could only pull up their collars to cover their mouths and noses, and groped forward bit by bit. However, because the early lighting had consumed too much power, the two
I could only use the little bits of light from my mobile phone screen to illuminate the way forward. These faint lights were quickly swallowed up by the darkness, as if I had hit a high wall.
The tall girl asked worriedly.
"This place has been sealed for many years. Will there be poisonous gas? If we die in here, I'm afraid we won't even be able to send out the distress letter."
The boy waved his hand calmly, pointed to his mobile phone and said: "It's okay, we will use our mobile phones to call the police if we notice something is wrong. After all, this is a residential area, and the mobile phone signal can still be covered - look at this place, it is still full...
…”
But before he finished speaking, the signal area in the upper right corner of the phone suddenly flashed, and then four vertical lines of different heights began to gradually decrease until they finally became a straight line.
"...Well, don't panic. I brought a pen and paper with me, so there is still a chance to write a suicide note."
The boy continued hesitantly.
"Besides, I checked before I came here. Although the Agricultural Bureau dormitory was said to protect the air-raid shelter, in order to save costs during construction, the basement vent was borrowed and combined with the air-raid shelter vent. The two were built together, and the location was probably at
The area between Buildings A and B has become a bit dirty over the years, but the ventilation problem can still be ensured!"
Although the preliminary preparations shown by the boy are not enough to make people feel at ease, they can at least prove that he did not rush into this place that has been dusty for many years. It can still make people feel a little at ease. The tall girl hesitated as if she noticed something.
asked quickly.
"Wait a minute, did you find something else that you didn't tell me before?"
While the boy was groping forward in the dark air-raid shelter, he comforted the other person calmly: "Don't get excited. The other things I found are definitely different from what you imagined - they are all bits and pieces that cannot be connected together."
If I rely on speculation and intuition to explain the clues, it would seem a bit ridiculous, right?"
The light from the mobile phone was only enough to illuminate the distance two or three steps in front of them. The two of them deliberately followed a regular and slow pace to prevent them from hitting obstacles or stepping on nails that might appear at any time in front of them.
Fortunately, what they were worried about didn't happen. The two of them had been walking for a few minutes. All they could see in front of them was the flat concrete floor covered with moss. They didn't even hit the large pieces of dust. Instead, they rolled into a kind of
The strange appearance of strips.
The boy spoke intermittently.
"I heard that the things in the air-raid shelter seem to be related to the Baiyan Cliff Cave Tomb at Lianhua Peak in Wuyi Mountain... This cemetery is located on a cliff and is out of reach. It was not until September 5 to 16, 1978 that there was a tomb.
The archaeological team ventured up to excavate and clean up..."
"I won't repeat the specific archaeological content. You can go to CNKI to read the FJ Provincial Museum and Chong'an County Cultural Center's "Cleaning Brief of Baiyan Cliff Cave Tombs in Wuyi Mountain, Chong'an, Fujian" published in the 6th issue of "Cultural Relics" magazine in 1980... I
It was also by chance that I chatted with Mr. Mei Huaquan, one of the authors, and found out some things they had not included in the report..."
"This steep white rock cave tomb had been opened and closed more than once before they came. According to the identification of the artifacts and traces left behind, the first wave of people should have opened the immortal tomb in the late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty.
Some later artifacts were put into the letter; the second wave of people arrived at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and destroyed part of the lid of the ship's coffin; the third wave of people should have arrived at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and what they did is unclear..."
"The strangest thing is here. A certain wave of people should have left behind a human skeleton and then closed the coffin again..."
The tall girl frowned and asked: "Leave human skeletons behind? So there were two dead people in one coffin?"
"No, there is only one. This is what the old man couldn't figure out at the time. Even though there are cases of people stealing cemeteries in the local area to change the feng shui, these dead people and coffins have been carbon-14 tested and tree-ring corrected, and they are all 3445±150 years ago.
In the Shang Dynasty, it was impossible for descendants to come to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan after a thousand years, so they would be so enthusiastic about choosing an auspicious place to bury their ancestors, right?"
"So after much deliberation, they recorded the matter separately, thinking that they would form a separate report if they discovered something in the future. As a result, they have conducted many surveys since then, but no similar situation has been found, so they left it alone."
Three groups of people have frequently visited an ancient tomb on a cliff within a thousand years. It is still a deep mountain cliff tomb that is difficult to climb and full of dangers until modern times. The strangeness of this matter is indeed different, but in the final analysis, it is difficult to compare with it.
They are connected to what is in front of them.
"Mr. Mei had been drinking water that day and seemed a little nervous when he spoke. He had always suspected that the clues were hidden in this air-raid shelter. It was also very likely that the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom that had flowed into central Fujian had stolen something from the coffin, but he still
He always emphasized to me that unless this air-raid shelter was dismantled and exposed to the light one day, he would never go in here to find out what was going on."
The boy turned a blind eye to such obvious warnings and stubbornly led people into the "Jian 802" air-raid shelter. The girl was also confused whether the old man revealed these contents deliberately to arouse the other party's curiosity.
"Oh, by the way, the old gentleman also lived in this community in his later years. I will take you to visit him another day. Maybe you will find other things."
The tall girl thought and fell silent again.
She would naturally know something about the existence of gully boat coffins in the local area, and she had always believed that burial in cliff caves should be related to the concept of the final resting place of the deceased. These cliff caves obviously symbolized the ideal place for the deceased to gather with their ancestors for eternal life.
The worship of the "origin of the clan" and the "clan cemetery" is not necessarily the "heaven" or "fairyland" in modern people's concepts.
This is because concepts such as "heaven" and "fairy world" are basic concepts formed after the emergence of man-made religion in developed countries. However, in primitive natural religions and clan tribes, it is difficult for people to abstract such ethereal concepts from the complicated and concrete world.
The concept comes——
Unless the ancients of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties really saw something here with their own eyes, something that could be called a "heaven" or a "fairyland"?
Thinking back to the long-standing and extremely strong religious atmosphere of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom since its establishment, the tall girl suddenly vaguely grasped some points of connection between the two, but she was still unable to clearly attribute the two to one place.
If you want to attribute the two, there must be some obvious similarities, and the most famous legendary miracle in Christianity that even radiates around the world is the miracle of Jesus' resurrection from the dead - will this be the same as the fairy letter?
There is some overlap in the legend that the master can change his bones and travel from the underworld to the underworld?
What strange things did the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom see that made them so determined to protect these secrets with their lives...
The two of them walked slowly in the huge and empty air-raid shelter. After an unknown amount of time, they suddenly found a wall with an invisible top standing there. The deep lines were slightly cracked, but they did not look like they were about to collapse. The world in front of them remained gray.
Such a quiet background.
Apparently, the two of them had crossed the central axis of the air-raid shelter and arrived at another boundary of the "Jian 802" air-raid shelter. And relying on the dim light from the mobile phone screen, another very familiar door appeared in front of them.
"Eh? Isn't this the iron gate we just entered through?!"
The legend about ghosts hitting the wall instantly came to mind. Did they stand still for so long and return to the door? Could it be that the invisible residents here did not welcome me and were trying to remind and drive them away in this way?
Fortunately, the education the two received stabilized the disintegrating situation. They suppressed their fear with their willpower, carefully observed the rusty and heavy iron door, and finally found a seal with the words written on it, even though it was stuck on the door.
Wei Jian still stood firm, and there was obviously no sign that it had been opened. It was not the iron door when they entered.
"Huh... It seems to be another door, but the appearance and specifications are exactly the same... Hey, are you sure you want to open it? You see there are traces of cinnabar circles on this seal - this is how it is shot in horror movies. What if this
What should I do if it’s a suppression talisman or something?”
Seeing the girl reaching out to uncover it, the boy was talking nonchalantly to the side, but the girl pointed to the two seals on it very calmly: "...Have you ever seen the revolutionary committee's seal stamped on the suppression talisman?"
After a squeak, the wind of materialism finally blew into the hearts of the two people, bringing them a long-lost calmness. But they never thought that the fear of the material world was already squatting behind the door, waiting for them.
They had also imagined that behind the door there would be deep tunnels, vast darkness, strange stone monuments, or that lonely ghosts were hiding behind the door waiting for opportunities, but they never imagined that behind this ordinary iron door
, will be layered on top of each other like a garbage dump, accumulating countless dried corpses, with protruding limbs and arms and pillows hooked together, human sinews, skin and flesh intertwined with each other, skeletons filling the mountains, white bones supporting the forest, all inward.
They are condensed and gathered together, without any distinction between head and tail, just like the complicated and entangled root system under a thousand-year-old banyan tree!
These mutilated corpses are obviously very old, because they are wearing simple clothes made of hemp and ramie, which are very different from what people wear today. The skin of each body is so shriveled that it looks like a layer of glue clinging to the bones.
, his eyeballs and nose were all sunken and collapsed, and from a distance it looked like his face was covered with black holes, staring at the people coming in from the door.
"Are these the soldiers of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom..."
These corpses seem to have been piled here deliberately, but if you look closely, you can see something is wrong, because the floor and walls of this secret room are barely maintained by wooden supports, and there is not even a single reinforced concrete structure.
The floors are also covered with dirty dirt, which is completely opposite to the solemn and solid appearance of the entire air raid shelter. It is more like an earth tomb hidden deep underground.
The obviously cut hair, uniform clothes, and knives and guns scattered everywhere indicate that these corpses were not ordinary people during their lifetime. The blood that was flowing on the ground has been completely contaminated by microorganisms and moss after more than a hundred years of coagulation and sedimentation.
It turned into some fluorescent green soil, and with the disturbance in the air caused by opening the door, a strong corpse smell was emitted.
The two people hurriedly retreated out of the secret room and quickly closed the door to block out the smell of corpses. At that moment, they seemed to have returned to modern society from the depths of the tomb. At this time, the power of their mobile phones became increasingly difficult to support, so the two people had to lower the screen brightness again, but this was not possible.
As a result, they could never see how many corpses were stored in the cave...
"In the basement of the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory, a door was built to block the air-raid shelter; deep in the 'Jian 802' air-raid shelter, another door was built to block the corpse cave... Why did they use such a troublesome way to dispose of the corpses? This was built with construction
It’s completely incomprehensible to explain it in terms of cost!”
The tall girl's question was interrupted by the boy's words just as she raised her question.
"Is there a possibility that the original 'door' can no longer block something?"
As soon as these words came out, the two of them were instantly horrified, but the ancient monument they were looking for was probably among them. Huge pressure instantly lay in their hearts. Whether to advance or retreat, whether to search or give up, seemed to have become a question for them.
There is a watershed in front of us, and no one knows whether it will be an unprecedented sight or an unspeakable horror after crossing it.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this moment, a burst of staggering footsteps suddenly sounded from the air-raid shelter behind you, as if someone was dragging their feet, their movements seemed lazy,
It's like being paralyzed by wind, and the body is wandering around in the air-raid shelter with great inconvenience, stirring up an abnormally flowing cold wind.
The boy's quick eyesight and quick hands turned off the screen of his mobile phone in an instant to prevent the light from attracting things roaming in the dark. The stumbling footsteps soon came to them and approached the two of them, their steps gradually gradually
I became restless, as if I was just a hair away from the thing I was pursuing so hard, but I still couldn't get into the room, so I circled around more and more impatiently.
The girl instantly thought of the strange situation before they entered the air-raid shelter, and suddenly wanted to say something, but she never dared to speak out. She could only repeat her guess over and over again in her heart - I know "that thing" is looking for
What's up!
"That thing" in the darkness suddenly let out bursts of lamentation. The sound was like the whine of a wild dog, or the cry of an owl circling in the forest. It seemed to change from standing to crawling or lying on the ground with a sound.
He began to move restlessly on the ground, slowly approaching the two of them, as if he could smell a certain smell on their bodies.
In the extreme darkness, the two of them could only cover their mouths desperately to prevent them from making any noise out of fear. At this time, their minds were extremely empty due to fear, and they suddenly understood why there were often complaints about dog abuse and abuse in the old Agricultural Bureau dormitory.
Stinky situation!
It was obvious that the abnormality in this air-raid shelter was leaked through the vent in the underground parking lot!
She suspected that it was the smell of corpses that attracted monsters, just like the monster "wild dog" mentioned in Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".
They sucked their brains in the pile of corpses; and the boys thought of the ghouls in Arabic mythology. These creatures have hoof-like feet, canine features, and sharp claws. They speak in a vague way, like
It groans and cries, and is always covered with graveyard moss picked up while foraging.
But no matter what, such creatures should only exist in fantasy legends and should not appear in the real world!
And just when the clouds were turning treacherous, some kind of harsh and annoying orchestral sound suddenly sounded from the rusty iron door behind them, ranging from shallow to thick, as if pouring out crazily from the depths of a cave, like a group of lost people.
The troupe of musicians and troupes who had lost their minds and limbs were cheering and shouting desperately when they suddenly descended on this mysterious space - the noise was so rustling and noisy that the wind began to hit the iron door.
, may break out of the door at any time.
The tall girls felt that their ears were confused, but only the boys could distinguish what they were singing. It seemed to be a long-lost social drama. It was about the third prince Nezha who was born without eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and committed suicide.
Later, his body was cut into pieces and he was resurrected by an immortal as a monster with three heads and six arms.
It's just that these lyrics are outlandish, and they have deleted the parts that originally praised Nezha's bravery as a young man, and instead praised his inhuman characteristics and deviant deeds, telling in detail the time when Li Jing chopped the meat ball.
The tragic scene of blood flowing all over the ground, as well as the evil thoughts and whims of the immortal when he reshaped his body in the thirty-three days, it seems that only such characteristics can be called a gathering of "supreme virtues"!
The more disturbed the monsters around them were, the more violent the noises behind the door became. They noticed that the noises behind them were getting stronger and stronger. They sensed that something was about to break out of the door, so they ignored the monsters that were still staggering around and quickly resisted.
This iron door withstands the vibrations caused by repeated impacts.
After a while, the iron door remained motionless again. What was even more amazing was that the sound that the two heard when their ears were pressed against the iron door and the solid wall disappeared as soon as they moved a little further away. Only when they got close again could they understand it.
When the two listened closely again, the banging of the door became more obvious, and dust hit their heads and pressed on their shoulders and necks, almost making them vomit blood.
They only felt that the roaring sound inside was getting louder and louder, as if a lively and lively event was taking place inside. At this time, it was mixed with kowtows, thanking each other, burning incense and praying, and they could also hear the children scratching with sharp knives.
Beheads and faces were cut off, and there was a trembling sound of blood overflowing. Everyone was just waiting devoutly for the arrival of some "big shot".
At this moment, the noise in the door finally changed. It was a series of uniform footsteps, moving with a certain rhythm, as if they were slowly walking from the depths of the corpse cave. That heavy and
The steady sound could be heard as someone carrying some kind of heavy object on their shoulders, and the sound was more distinct than the carriage and horse. But the two people outside the door clearly remembered that the depth of this corpse cave did not reach this scale.
, and there is absolutely no way to hide anything other than the densely packed mummies with their arms and necks crossed!
"Bang!"
A loud noise exploded in the cave, as if an iron door had been slammed open. The two people in the darkness were waiting for the feeling of flying upside down without weight, or the tragic situation of being crushed by heavy objects, but they could still feel the place where they were supported by their hands.
The iron door in front of me was closed tightly, and there was no sign of anyone opening it.
It took them a moment to think that the door that had been opened might be another door...
The hurried footsteps fluttered in the darkness, seeming to be lighter than normal people's footsteps, but the sound of landing was heavier, as if one step was straddling the two of them, and there were repeated crackling and hitting sounds, including a low howl.
There was a hint of anger and ferocity in the whimpering, as if he was annoyed that the other party had invaded his territory, while the other side was as steady as a mountain, with crisp sounds like whips and tips flying around.
There were noisy gongs and drums playing on one side, and crackling noises on the other. The two of them felt as if they were schizophrenic, but they knew nothing except the darkness in front of them, and could not understand anything at all. Only the noise from the girl on the side
Inside, I heard some familiar sounds.
"Open the door for me! Get out immediately!"
What was ringing slightly was not the ringing of bells, but the sound of keys colliding in the waist. At this moment, it seemed as clear and leisurely as a mountain spring. The two of them rolled towards the place where the sound was without hesitation, and then staggered away desperately, their eyes trying their best to
Opening it, I finally saw a glimmer of light emerge, and suddenly a surge of strength emerged from my body, supporting myself to stagger forward.
Huchi...huchi...
Huchi...huchi...
A sense of suffocation filled their heart and lungs, and their breaths were full of iron. Then they finally ran to the edge of the door and stepped into the basement of the old and shabby dormitory building. The gentle light immediately enveloped the two of them.
Another violent collision sounded behind them, and a longing figure suddenly approached them. He even fell to the ground because he couldn't stop his steps, and tried his best to close the iron door in front of him with his arms.
The boy and the tall girl were not stupid. They grabbed the iron door handle at the same time and locked the heavy iron door leading to the "Jian 802" air raid shelter.
And at a glance before closing the door, they seemed to see in the vast space of the "Jian 802" air-raid shelter, there was a beast-headed figure with human body, roaring lowly as if it was facing a powerful enemy, and on the opposite side was a group of people in soap robes and blue boots.
The stupefied figure was walking out of the corpse cave carrying a carriage, and the scene was so strange that it was difficult to describe for a moment.
The person who fell to the ground was an old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a security uniform that had been washed until it turned white. The flashlight that was originally inserted diagonally at his waist was now tightly held in his hand, and the flashlight was completely covered with
There were criss-crossing claw marks, and his arms were also covered with dense fresh wounds, flipping outwards like a baby's mouth.
"Why is it you again!"
The old security guard stood up despite the pain and glared at the two of them. He swung the incomplete flashlight back and forth on their faces. After a moment, it was locked on the boy's face. His tone became more and more angry, "Okay! I have felt that since I was a child.
There's something wrong with you kid, I didn't expect that after so many years, you could still do this to me!"
The boy instantly broke away from the guilty feeling of being a thief. He tremblingly raised his mobile phone and looked at the other person. He tried hard to distinguish the appearance and features of the old security guard. After a long time, he said: "Ah? I... I seem to have seen you somewhere..."
The old security guard rubbed the bruises on his body in disgust and replied: "Really forgot? When you were young, I worked as a security guard at Yuqing Elementary School across the street. When I told stories, it was the story you heard most every day.
I was so energetic that I refused to go home, which caused me to be complained to by your parents several times."
"Later, a child mysteriously disappeared in the elementary school, and I was questioned as a suspect by the police station for several days. When the principal heard about it, he was afraid of getting involved in a lawsuit, so he fired me overnight. After that, I had to do odd jobs here and there.
To make a living.”
The boy opened his eyes as if suddenly enlightened, "I remembered it, no wonder it looks so familiar! Guard, can you explain to me what happened? Oh no, tell me first, what happened in our elementary school?
matter!!!"
The boy could no longer control his desire to discover the secret that had been buried in his heart for many years. At this moment, he felt that he was only one step away from the truth, so he showed an amazing momentum and grabbed the opponent's palm. This time, even the old security guard who was originally aggressive was stunned
Lived.
The tall girl on the other side watched all this with cold eyes, thinking quickly in her mind, and soon said something that made the other party feel guilty.
"Yes, tell me quickly. I don't believe that so many strange things in the world are so coincidental and unreasonably related to you. Strictly speaking, if you are not an insider, you are probably the mastermind behind the scenes..."
The old security guard looked at the two people with strange eyes, raised his head and wanted to say something, but lowered his head for a moment, and turned to look at the two people with a playful look, as if the words they said were in line with what he was thinking.
There is some overlap of ideas.
The old security guard pondered for a moment and then said to the boy.
"I actually haven't figured out what happened in your elementary school. But that night, I did see something that looked like a birdcage suddenly appearing behind the wall. I reached out to pick up the child and snatched it away."
The boy suddenly woke up and shouted.
"That's right! A monster that looks like a birdcage. He spreads his arms and grabs people through the wall! That's what I saw that day when I was playing football, but no one wanted to believe me! It turns out that day was really not an illusion!"
The old security guard sneered: "You are a child, of course no one will believe what you say, and how can anyone in the world look like a birdcage? When I was at the police station, I also told them that there was a monster with a thin head outside the school playground.
His waist is thick, his arms are more than three feet long, and he can stuff people into his stomach and disappear as soon as he reaches out his hand - but no one believes this statement. I studied it for a long time but couldn't convince myself. It wasn't until I watched the 1998 Spring Festival Gala that I finally figured it out.
He is clearly a person who 'keeps his form and sits cross-legged like a bell'!"
The world seemed as illusory as a dream at this moment, and the tall girl quickly changed the topic to what she was concerned about.
"Uncle, you haven't told us what happened in the air-raid shelter."
The old security guard turned around and limped away, and the two of them quickly followed him, listening to what he said intermittently.
"I can't tell what's going on here, but I heard from the old people who live near the Catholic Church that these 'longhairs' cast spells before they die, and the ghosts hide in corpse caves to avoid being captured by the underworld. Therefore,
Ghosts can only linger in the human world, and eventually become beast-headed and human-like, losing their minds."
"But I accidentally encountered the situation inside. The so-called ghosts and ghosts are just folk ghosts. The appearance of the parade here is clearly that of the spring wandering gods of the Chai Gun Club in the early years!"
The boy explained that Chong'an has always had a custom of selling poles, firewood, farm tools and all daily necessities on the sixth day of February in the city square. In the fifth year of Tongzhi (1866), the government increased taxes on the people, and Chong'an suddenly rebelled.
In Yingtian, a group of Zhaijiao bandits were causing trouble. They took advantage of the opportunity of Chaiguhui to gather into the city, cut poles and revolted to attack Chongan County. This Zhaijiao uprising was less than two years after the defeat of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which once caused the Qing rulers to
There was great panic and the repression was brutal.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It was also after this uprising that the government strictly banned the activities of the Chai Gunhui wandering gods, and also ordered that the sixth day of February be renamed the Chai Touhui, and tried every means to tamper with the name.
There are traces of this incident, and now only the local folk proverb still sings the story of "people from the north, the first bump, bamboo poles and forks to break into the city".
The old security guard said slowly: "Among this group of Zhai sects, there must be people from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. They are hiding in the Wuyi Mountains. They only vaguely learned about the death of the old Heavenly King. They did not know that Tianjing had fallen and collapsed, so they kept thinking about it.
Regain the rebel flag and lead the troops northward."
"The local people are quite clear about the events surrounding this Zhaijiao rebellion. Their ancestors all remember that before the Qing soldiers massacred the Zhaijiao people, there was a wave of people carrying a strange statue of a god, and they went deep into the mountains while blowing on the ground.
Even the swords and muskets could not do anything to them. I was so frightened that I stopped chasing them and watched from a distance as they disappeared into a hilltop..."
The girl finally clarified the logic behind and summarized some of the sequences.
"Uncle Lu, so the weird banging in the cave is probably the remnants of the Zhai religion. They are not directly related to the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom's campaign into Fujian?"
The old security guard shook his head: "No, those tangled corpses are probably members of the Zhai Cult. They did not raise the banner of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom until they died, so they are remembered - but the evil things inside that advocated playing music may not be
them……"
"What does this mean?"
"Think about it, when the Zhaijiao attacked Chong'an County, it was just something out of the fire. Even the troops, horses and weapons might not be able to be gathered together. How could they detach a troop of troops and horses at the most critical moment just to welcome the gods into the mountains? What about the locals?
It is said that this team of soldiers in soap robes and blue boots are actually the secret soldiers of King Wuyi. The reason why swords and bullets are completely ineffective is because these people have long since become ghosts."
The boy shook his head and retorted: "Impossible, even if the Yin soldiers are crossing the border, how can it be possible to take away a living person in broad daylight?"
The old security guard shook his head and said: "If you don't believe me, forget it. Even the old people in Chong'an have heard of this group of wandering Yin soldiers in soap robes and blue boots. They were first seen after the Qing soldiers entered the customs. They also took them away from the county.
There are many living people in there..."
While they were talking, several people had already arrived at the security room where the old security guard was, and saw the windows covered with old pictorial calendars. As the wooden door opened, they saw an old-fashioned wooden table with two drawers and a mirror in the room, and a
There is only room for a single bed, and an old radio is placed beside the bed, as if it was forgotten by time many years ago.
"What you want is actually in my hands."
The old security guard asked the two of them to enter the room, and said this without thinking, and then added, "But you have to think clearly, after seeing some things, you can't look back."
The direction pointed by the old security guard was at the bottom of the bed. The boy hurriedly opened the bed sheets and leaned over to check. Sure enough, he saw a stone tablet with four corners broken hidden under the bed. On it were engraved with things about them, with the words Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
A doggerel in the form of an official hadith, describing how a group of them went through hardships and dangers in the Wuyi Mountains and found a way to bring the old king back to earth. Unfortunately, they were blocked by a clear demon, and now they can only protect them with their bodies.
The key point of the secret is that even if you die, you will not be reincarnated until someone sends the news back to Tianjing.
It's a pity that the bottom part recording the key points of the arcane was suddenly cut off and was smashed with a heavy hammer. Only half of the ruins on the top were left. The message that they had to risk their lives to send it out no longer had any meaning.
"Don't look at it. I smashed it in the 1960s. The things on it are not something outsiders should know, so they can't be kept."
The two people's eyes instantly shone. For history students, the upper part of this monument is already extremely precious.
"Uncle Lu, the thing is here with you! Why did you hide it under your bed?"
The old security guard sighed heavily and said.
"I didn't want to find this thing either. I just thought that this monument would contain the information I wanted, but it turned out to be a bit off. It was a waste of time and I had to hide it from others."
The tall girl asked doubtfully: "Then what were you looking for?"
"Well, about the outcome of a great war in the early years of the Qing Dynasty."
"This is simple. Let's go to the historical archives and help you search for it! Specific time? Location? Clues of the era?"
The boy promised, slapping his chest, trying to bring the relationship closer between the two.
The old security guard lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before replying: "No need, you can't find this."
The boy said doubtfully: "Ah? Unless someone deliberately concealed it, how could no one know about it? Besides, if the whole world has been concealed, how can you be sure that this happened?"
The old security guard smiled coldly, as if he was too lazy to communicate with them: "Everything in the world has a beginning and an end. Old man, since I know that this thing has happened before, it must have an ending. Is this true?"
"The truth is correct...but it doesn't make sense to know that there is a beginning but not an end..."
The boy seemed a little embarrassed. Even if the situation was not favorable to him, he was still unwilling to admit the other party's fallacy. The old security guard also continued with some displeasure.
"If I say that the disappearance of your Yuqing Elementary School is related to what I want to trace, would you believe it?"
The boy shook his head categorically: "That's impossible. The disappearance happened in the 1990s, and the thing you're investigating happened in the early Qing Dynasty. It's not true in terms of time. If these two things are related, wouldn't it be possible to reverse the flow of time and reverse the consequences?
Because?"
The old security guard took a deep breath, and then said to the two of them in silence: "What if I say that what you are questioning is true?"
After a long confrontation, the old security guard said to the two of them as if he had made up his mind: "I have always suspected that the monster who kidnapped the child was someone from the early Qing Dynasty, and the child was brought hundreds of years ago before he could
Suddenly disappeared without a trace and his whereabouts are unknown - his disappearance has an inexplicable relationship with the truth of the war that the old man has been pursuing for many years..."
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This is an outright fallacy.
At this time, as the barriers of time and space were instantly shattered, both of them seemed to be trapped in an invisible quagmire whirlpool. Huge doubts filled their minds, but in front of the old security guard's sworn expression, they again
I can never come up with a strong rebuttal.
And with just such a moment of hesitation, the old security guard had already taken out a stack of folded, yellowed and old tissue paper from the mirror drawer and handed it to the two of them.
"No more words, you two leave your names and phone numbers and leave quickly. I was also negligent about what happened today, so the property management of the community didn't find any problems, so I didn't report it to the police."
After saying this, the old security guard turned his head to adjust the radio, and the two of them hurriedly picked up the ballpoint pen and left their names and phone numbers on it.
The boy's name was Du Heng, and the tall girl's name was Yan Han. Then, while the security guard was not paying attention, the boy took out his mobile phone and took many photos of the stone monument, preparing to quickly leave this unpredictable basement and inexplicable night.
"Wait a minute, what did you just take?"
The old security guard seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around and said to Du Heng leisurely. The boy quickly explained with a grimace: "Uncle, I just saved the photos of the cultural relics. This shouldn't matter, right? Otherwise
Isn’t today in vain?”
The old security guard smiled strangely and shook his head, and said to the boy: "I'm not stopping you, I just want you to see clearly what you photographed -"
The end of these words was dragged out for a long time, as if to whet the appetite of the two of them. The boy doubtfully raised his phone and opened the photo album, making sure that what he had photographed was an unspectacular ancient monument, but the next second they were stunned.
on the spot.
As you zoom in with your fingertips, you can see clear photos with high pixels, clearly showing every crack and damage on the stele. However, the ancient stele that originally recorded the information left by the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has turned out to have completely different contents.
It became a stone tablet praising the government. It used the tone of the Chong'an County Magistrate in the early Qing Dynasty to explain how they eliminated a group of demons who deceived the people and restored peace to the county!
The boy didn't believe his eyes at all. He immediately got under the bed and threw himself on the tablet. He carefully stroked the strokes on it with his fingers. Then he was sure that this was not a trick. The tablet suddenly turned into something else.
A completely different piece of stuff!
"...What...what's going on?!"
The old security guard sat firmly in front of the mirror, lit a cigarette, and asked another question.
"Let me ask you again, who is Hong Xiuquan? How did he die?"
But it was this simple question that caused the two to have an extremely strange quarrel.
One said that Hong Xiuquan was the chief military officer of the Dacheng Kingdom Hongbing Uprising that swept the southeast in the late Qing Dynasty. He was eventually captured by the Qing soldiers in Xunzhou and disappeared; the other said that Hong Xiuquan was the leader of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom movement and died in Nanjing in the third year of Tongzhi.
City, then the young king Hong Tianguifu came to the throne, and all military and political affairs were under the control of the loyal king Li Xiucheng. However, Tianjing fell soon after and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom movement failed.
But the strange thing is that the boy seems to be extremely unfamiliar with the name Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. It seems that he has spent a lot of effort to dig out some clues and traces from the corners of his memory——
Even so, he still stared at the tall girl with wide eyes, as if blaming her for forcing a false history into his mind.
There is no doubt that the history in the eyes of the two people has begun to deviate, which makes the boys have doubts about their proud memories, and the tall girls also use rigorous logic to constantly interrogate each other about the details of the Dacheng Kingdom Uprising.
The boy was shocked to find that no matter how hard he thought, he could not recall the outcome of the uprising.
So he quickly opened the search engine on his mobile phone, but he could only get a trace of records about the Hongbing Uprising. It was as if all encyclopedia websites had become large marketing accounts. They turned over and over again, conclusively saying that this uprising changed the history of modern China.
direction, but no one can tell clearly how the uprising ended and how it changed...
Looking at the information on the phone, the girl actually felt dizzy. The knowledge about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in her mind began to blur and atomize, turning into some messy content and disappearing. Other news about the Dacheng Kingdom spread like wildfire.
Come.
The old security guard shook his head at her: "You must have left a false name just now, right?"
Then he slowly stood up and folded the pile of yellowed and old tissue paper on the table. He unfolded it little by little. Only a small space was occupied by the two people's signatures, and the rest of the folded and hidden places were left.
It is covered with traces of signatures ranging from calligraphy brushes to fountain pens to cinnabar handprints, and various notes ranging from simple to complex. From a distance, it looks like a huge contract of betrayal.
As the piece of tissue paper was completely unfolded, the old security guard gently turned it over and respectfully fixed the top two corners with clips. It hung just right in front of the table, and countless signatures were instantly covered up behind it.
, only a yellowed and old picture on the front was revealed.
"Fortunately, the founder of our sect has already predicted it. In this world, as long as the word "attribute" is written on it, no matter what kind of pseudonym it is, it will only delay for a moment, and you will eventually enter my sect..."
The boy was holding his head in excruciating pain, as if there were thousands of silver needles sticking into the ditch and stirring. The extra knowledge out of thin air was torturing his spirit, but it was in an irreversible process no matter what.
He hurriedly fumbled for something in his pocket, and then he pulled out a piece of paper - it was a suicide note he had written in the dark when he was dying. It recorded what they found in the corpse cave, but now he saw it
All the words about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom suddenly disappeared and were replaced by crooked characters that no one could understand. After careful identification, they seemed to be the word "清鬳".
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The old security guard took a few puffs of the cigarette in his hand, then placed the cigarette butt down on the table, bowed respectfully, and spoke slowly.
"I don't know what the name of this sect is. I just know that as long as you sign your name on it, many things will become very different from ordinary people. Not only will the things you know be different, but even a lot of common sense will be subverted...
"
"Old man, I have lived for seventy-three years, and all I know is that I have to keep looking for the outcome of the great war in the early Qing Dynasty. It feels like what I am doing now can affect the direction of this matter - this is very
Strange, right? But if I tell you, before I traveled to Shenyang at the age of sixty-four, all the history books about the Qing Dynasty recorded that Dorgon was killed by Shunzhi in court, and his head was passed on to the outside world.
Do you believe it?"
"You two released the things from the 'Jian 802' air-raid shelter. I don't know if I can risk my life tonight to keep them back... Since this happened because of you, it was fate that I tricked you into joining the sect."
, if I don’t come back tonight, it will be up to you two to find the outcome of the early Qing war in Chong’an County.”
After speaking, he spoke with a solemn tone, like a strong man by the windy river. His smile suddenly contained a hint of expectation and love, and he pointed at the portrait and said: "Before I leave, let me pay homage to the ancestors of our sect.
"
The two of them looked up and saw that the front of the painting showed a freehand style of mountains, flowing water, and mist, deliberately ignoring the relative size differences between the characters and the scenery.
Behind the scroll is a majestic and majestic sky-high peak, shaded by countless evergreen pines and cypresses. At the highest point stands a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi with his hands behind his back. With just a few strokes, he outlines a graceful and elegant figure.
In a worldly and detached posture, there is also an ancient sword taken off in front of him. For some reason, although it seems to be out of the world, it makes people feel that it is a scornful posture.
In front of and behind the Taoist, there are several figures with different postures, all of whom look like children. One is exquisite and cute, creeping on the green rocks, one is calm and dull sitting cross-legged under the old pine, and there is another who is young and unrestrained, with arms stretched out.
Even though the three of them are showing their childlike appearance, they are becoming dragons and snakes diving into the abyss. But for some reason, even through the scroll, they can detect the grandmaster style of Yue Zhiyuan Ting, who is only slightly inferior to Taoist Qingyi.
"These are the founder and three ancestors of our sect. The great battle in the early Qing Dynasty was related to these people. And you see this martial arts young man. Legend has it that he created the Hongmen lineage that lasted for hundreds of years...
"
There was no need to point it out, both of them could feel that in the painting, only the face of the martial arts boy was a little blurry, and the color of his body seemed to be unable to withstand the ravages of time and began to fade.
The old security guard seemed to have put down the burden in his heart and sprinkled the powder on the wound on his arm. Then his arms vibrated and there was a series of cracking sounds of the joints. He walked deep into the basement wearing only an undershirt.
The two of them stared at the old security guard dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that his figure and appearance were much younger than they expected. Except for the wrinkles on his face, which looked like an old man's, his body under the security uniform was strong, strong and full of explosiveness, comparable to that of a man in his forties.
Adults.
The two people in the room looked at each other and quickly followed behind them and asked: "Uncle Lu, is there anything else you want to explain? We are still confused about this matter!"
The old security guard stopped and thought for a long time, and finally left something puzzling. When they were not paying attention, the figure of the martial arts young man suddenly became clear and blurry.
"Well, let me think about it..."
"I can only say that 'we' may be a group of people standing at an intersection, looking both south and north, both head and tail, so no one can understand the whole picture..."
"If that game of wandering gods can continue to this day, then the battle in the early Qing Dynasty may not have been decided yet..."