The 280th chapter is a night of white hair, hair grows a foot long
Ten days later.
Outside the eighth wonder of the world, the largest imperial mausoleum, an unkempt and ragged figure with nothing but a worn-out canvas bag on his back stepped onto the first emperor's mausoleum step by step.
The figure was thin and staggering, and his clothes were torn and torn. He walked up to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor with hunched shoulders and two legs that seemed to be filled with lead, then sat in a pile on the ground. Then he raised his head and looked at the cemetery area directly in front of him.
Behind the cemetery is the burial area of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, where the first emperor in Chinese history, Qin Shihuang, is buried.
Xiang Que stayed in Lishan Mountain for ten days. During these ten days, he used his two legs to walk around all the areas around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. It was equivalent to using his two feet to measure the area stretching for 25 kilometers from east to west and 100 meters wide from north to south.
Seven kilometers of Lishan woodland.
The dry food and water he brought with him were all used up five days after entering Lishan Mountain. In the remaining days, Xiang Que still did not insist on leaving the mountain. When he was thirsty and hungry, he drank some mountain stream water and ate some wild grass and wild fruits.
He didn't go out of the mountain because he wanted to visit the imperial mausoleum.
If you want to view the imperial mausoleum, you must first understand the feng shui terrain around the imperial mausoleum, so Xiang Que's first choice is to measure the land in Lishan Mountain.
When visiting the imperial mausoleum, someone stepped into the yin. This may be just a legend or a rumor to people in the yin and yang world of Feng Shui, but to Xiang Que, this matter is not far away from him.
One night in the fourth year after he went to Zhongnan Mountain and one year after his senior brother left the mountain, Lao Tao, his uncle and Xiang Que were sitting cross-legged in the main hall of Gujingguan.
At midnight, the flame in the bronze soul lamp that represented the senior brother suddenly brightened, and the candle flames reached into the sky.
After studying Taoism for four years, Xiang Que, who has already been able to sense the Qi of Heaven and Earth, vaguely noticed that the Tao Qi in Senior Brother's Life Soul Lamp was surprisingly strong. The entire hall was filled with the rich Qi of Heaven and Earth, and then slowly gathered into the soul.
In the candlelight above the lamp.
The old Taoist said: "Those who view the imperial mausoleum, there are people who step into Tongyin."
Uncle Master always had a stern expression on his old face that never showed a smile, and the corners of his mouth turned upward: "With a lot of experience, you can get in without watching him."
At that time, Xiang Que was still very ignorant and didn't even know that Feng Shui Onmyoji had different levels of cultivation. He asked the old Taoist and his uncle what they meant by that, and also asked his senior brother why his life soul lamp was burning so brightly.
, neither the old Taoist nor his uncle told him clearly what happened, but asked Xiang Que to stop by the First Emperor's Mausoleum if he had a chance after he came out of the mountain.
Many years later, Xiang Que learned about the visit to the Emperor's Mausoleum by chance. He wanted to go to the Emperor's Mausoleum after descending from Zhongnan Mountain, but he vaguely felt that the time had not come and going would be in vain, so he went down the mountain for half a year.
At most, he has never taken a trip to Xi'an.
This time, he happened to be in Chengdu, which was relatively close to this place. Wang Kunlun and Wang Xuanzhen were not around, leaving him alone with nowhere to go. After hesitating for a few days in Xi'an, Xiang Que finally came to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
You can go to Mount Li for ten days and find nothing.
During the days when he wandered around the entire Lishan forest, he was surprised to find that Lishan's feng shui was extremely ordinary, with nothing out of the ordinary, not even as good as the ancient well temple located deep in the Zhongnan Mountains.
How is this possible?
The burial place of Qin Shihuang was discovered by Gui Guzi himself. Let alone a thousand years ago, even in modern times, it is definitely the best Feng Shui cemetery in the country, unparalleled in the world.
Xiang Que was confused. Ten days later, he had to leave Lishan Mountain and climb the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin, face to face with the burial area of the First Emperor of Qin.
Under a stone tablet in the scenic area of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Xiang Quku sat on the ground and stared at the entire imperial mausoleum, sighing quietly, still unable to figure out the reason.
"Why can't you see anything?" This is what Xiang Que said most often.
Xiang Que didn't get up all day long, sitting under the stone tablet like an old monk in trance, until it got dark in the middle of the night, and when the tourists gradually left and Xiang Que was left alone, his ears gradually became quiet.
He just closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After being tired for more than ten days, Xiang Que couldn't hold on any longer, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Not long after, two staff members of the First Emperor's Mausoleum Scenic Area were patrolling with flashlights and saw Xiang Que sleeping under the stone monument.
"A homeless person? Why are you sleeping here? There are benches in the park over there. Go and lie down there."
"Hey, wake up, wake up, this is not a place to sleep. It is a scenic tourist attraction. It will be very bad for you to sleep. It will hinder the appearance of the city." An administrator pulled Xiangqi down with his hand, and he fell asleep on the ground.
The figures turned over and ignored them, continuing to fall asleep.
"Fuck, you're so sleepy that you can't even scream?" Another staff member frowned and said, "Okay, don't worry about him anymore, just go to sleep if you like. There's no one at night anyway, so we'll wait tomorrow.
When he wakes up, get him out."
Xiang Que slept until dawn. It was not until around ten o'clock in the morning when there were more and more tourists in the mausoleum area that he got up. Then he still sat under the stone monument and looked at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
The staff at the scenic spot came to drive him away the next day, but Xiang Que seemed to be unable to hear or see clearly, turning a deaf ear to the people around him and being indifferent.
The workers had no choice but to leave him alone, but they would not carry him and throw him out.
Xiang Que seemed to be alone in another time and space. He didn't react at all to the people he passed by or what he heard. He just stared blankly at Qin Shihuang's mausoleum. During this period, he only got up to go to the toilet and then went to the toilet.
Except for crawling in the pool to drink some water, he never left the stone monument the rest of the time.
At night, the two scenic area patrols came to the foot of the stone monument again and saw Xiang Que sleeping.
"Hey, this guy seems to be staying here, planning to sleep here every day? There are many dead people buried in front of him, and he doesn't feel bad about it."
"There must be something wrong with your brain, are you stupid? I saw him at noon, sticking his butt out and drinking water from the toilet faucet. When I came over in the afternoon, he was also sitting here, right?
Move, I guess there might be something missing in his head."
"Can't you just leave?"
"Why are you touching him? Just go to sleep. He is a poor man. As long as he is not harassing tourists, leave him alone. Do whatever you want with him. Get him some food and send it over tomorrow. He is a good person.
, It doesn’t matter if you are crazy or stupid, but don’t die here, we are still in trouble.”
Three days later, Xiang Que was automatically ignored by the staff at the Shihuang Mausoleum Scenic Area, and they ignored him completely.
In the past few days, Xiang Que lived like a walking zombie. He didn't speak or move. When he was thirsty, he would go to the toilet faucet to drink some water. When he was hungry, he would eat what the scenic spot staff gave him. The rest of the time
Sitting under the stone monument and looking at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
Half a month later, a long and shrill roar came from under the stone tablet in the First Emperor's Mausoleum Scenic Area, resounding through the dark night sky and floating in Lishan Mountain.
Xiang Que, his eyes were blank and empty, his hair turned white overnight, and his hair was more than a foot long.