The third brother pointed to the building in the distance and said: "I think there is probably another exit from this place. You see, they burned down all the houses before they left. Holy shit, they were all built of wood!
Could it be that those carts were not loaded with food, but with wood?"
"It's very possible. Let's go over and have a look." Uncle Li led his group towards those buildings first.
My father warned: "Don't be so impulsive. Those Japanese may have guns. Try to shine your flashlight on the ground so as not to alert them."
The group of people walked not far and arrived at the first building. Indeed, as the third brother said, these buildings were all made of wood, and they were all severely burned, and the roofs had collapsed. But everyone felt at ease.
The strange thing is that no corpses were found here, let alone a lot of yin energy. It was just a house that someone once lived here and burned down before leaving.
Everyone walked forward along the buildings. As they walked, they discovered that something was wrong. The row of buildings was not arranged in a straight line at all, but a diagonal arc. Of course, this alone was not enough to arouse everyone's attention.
Note that when everyone feels uncomfortable, almost all the buildings are arranged very strangely, with many unnecessary turning points. It not only makes people feel messy but also very crowded. In some places, there are only so few houses. In addition,
Outside, there is not a single building within a radius of more than ten meters.
Because they were eager to track down the Japanese, everyone did not stop to study them carefully. However, they searched the stone platform and found that it was only three hundred meters long and wide, but they could no longer find those people. Instead, they were in the center of the building.
, I saw a place that looked like an altar. However, it was nothing new to have an altar in a tomb, so no one paid attention to it.
"Fourth Master, where are they?" Da Zhuang asked.
The father said angrily: "Everyone lined up for me and searched all over the place. I don't believe that so many of them just say no!"
This is the best idea at the moment. If the Japanese can get ahead of us, they will definitely know as much as we do. If we can follow them, it might be easier to discover the truth about this Dong tomb.
More than thirty people lined up in a straight line, with almost no space between two people less than ten meters apart. They just walked from one end of the stone platform to the other without even seeing a single person. Just when everyone felt
When he was confused, Chai Yu suddenly said something even more incredible: "All the buildings here are sprinkled with cinnabar!"
"Cinnabar?!" Everyone was stunned. Wu Jiayi questioned: "Is it the kind of cinnabar used in Taoist practices?"
Chai Yu nodded: "I just walked all the way and found this thing around almost every house." As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and shined a flashlight on it, and found that the palm of his hand was filled with the kind of vermilion red sand.
"Why should we sprinkle cinnabar on the house?" Da Zhuang asked puzzledly.
Chai Yu shook his head, also very puzzled: "I don't think this place is as simple as we think."
Uncle Li muttered: "It's strange that there is no ethnic minority in the southwest who builds a house and sprinkles cinnabar on it. Brother Chai is right. There is no need to burn the houses here. Even if they are no longer inhabitable, there is no need to leave them here.
It would cause no harm, but it was burned. According to the custom of Dong people, they do not sprinkle cinnabar on their houses, but they did. This is really strange."
"Cinnabar...burned...I understand!" My father muttered something unclearly, and then shouted to a few guys: "Tu'er, take a few people to arrange the houses, and give them to me on paper.
Draw it."
Several guys took the order and hurried away. Ah Fei asked in confusion: "Fourth Master, what's going on?"
His father looked a little anxious and said, "Don't ask so many questions yet. You can take people to see a few rooms that have not collapsed." A Fei said "Hey" and hurriedly took people there.
Not long after I arrived, I heard Ah Fei shout: "Fourth Master, there is someone in the house! Burn him to death!"
Everyone hurriedly walked over, and sure enough, they saw three corpses that had been burned to charcoal black in the room where A Fei found him. However, what puzzled everyone was that two of the three corpses were still lying on the bed! And since death,
Judging from his posture, he seemed to have died before being burned, otherwise he would have been burned to death in his sleep. Of course, this possibility does not exist.
A Fei opened several other rooms, and without exception, there were people burned to death in each room, but judging from the postures after death, it seemed that few of them had struggled before death.
Da Zhuang stared with a pair of bull's eyes and said: "My God, this is a mass suicide of thousands of people!"
Everyone looked at the rows of burned-out buildings in front of them and couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts. There were hundreds of houses here, and there were at least three people in each one. This means that more than 600 years ago, thousands of people lived in them.
A collective self-immolation here!? Thinking about the tragic scene at that time, one can’t help but feel horrified!
The father said coldly: "This is not suicide, this is murder!"
"How do you say this?" Uncle Li asked in surprise.
My father didn't say anything. He waited until those who had gone to draw the pictures came back, looked at the pictures on the paper, and then said: "Brother Wu, Brother Chai, you should be able to understand this, right?" He handed the words to the hand.
Two people.
I glanced at the paper, and it felt like a word, but not like it, because I had never seen so many murals. However, when the two of them saw the paintings on the paper, their faces all turned pale, and they just heard
Uncle Li murmured: "This, this, this is a charm! But, I don't know what it is for?"
Chai Yu shook his head: "I don't know much about spiritual talismans. I only know that there are many kinds. I don't know what this one is for."
I took the piece of paper and looked at it. I saw that there were indeed two lines of words written on the paper, but the two lines of words were surrounded by two circles. The altar was drawn in the center of the circle. In these two circles of words, I basically
You can all recognize it. The circle inside is written with the four characters "OM Fo Ling Zhi" and there is a strange thing drawn after it. In the middle is the character "A", and then it is extended from the end of the vertical line of the character "A", surrounding the character "A".
It went around three times. There was a word "Tu" sandwiched between the first circle of characters and the second circle of characters. However, the horizontal line below the word "Tu" was extremely long. It almost circled all the characters in the first circle. The outermost part was still
Four words, "Jie Xing Feng Sha" are followed by a swastika.
I've occasionally seen movies with magic talismans on the road before, but they all seemed to be one long one. I'd never seen anything like this before: "Why is this different from what I've seen before?" I muttered.
Chai Yu pointed out: "Put these two circles of characters in a row. The horizontal line under the soil is like a bell, covering the four characters "Jie Xing Feng Sha". Do you think it looks like it?" It looked like I nodded.
Suddenly realizing it, he added: "The magic talisman can be changed according to the actual situation."
"By the way, Fourth Master, when we were drawing the picture just now, we also found a large ebony coffin." Tu'er suddenly said.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Hurry up and go take a look." After the father finished speaking, he urged the bald boy to lead the way.
Everyone followed Tu'er and the others up to the altar. In the center of the top of the altar, they saw a huge black coffin sunk deeply into the altar. The top was level with the floor of the altar. If they hadn't climbed up to look at it, they would have seen it.
You can walk around the altar three times without finding it.
This important discovery made everyone excited, and the father immediately ordered someone to open the coffin. Several guys who looked like veterans stepped forward, walked around the coffin, then took out a few hooks from their backpacks, and placed them in the coffin.
The altar was smashed open at the four corners of the coffin, and the hook was inserted underneath through the cracked gap, and hooked upside down on the edge of the coffin lid. Then he gestured to the crowd, and more than a dozen guys hurriedly gathered around, like
Pull the ropes at the four corners like a tug-of-war, and try your best to lift it up. There are four more guys from the middle of the two sides of the coffin, respectively, inserting an iron drill into the side board, and they form a group of two, with one person holding it.
Another man was holding a stone and smashing the iron drill.
Following several muffled bangs, the rivets between the top and side panels of the coffin could be heard squeaking. After an unknown number of hits, there was a sudden "bang" roar, and the coffin lid suddenly rose above the ground.
A dozen men hurriedly gathered around, grabbed the coffin board with both hands, and lifted the huge coffin lid aside.
When the contents of the coffin were shown to everyone, everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded. There was nothing in the huge black coffin, not even any burial items! I suddenly felt like I was being cheated. I'm afraid this time
We really found the wrong place, but when we think about it, in a place like this where thousands of burnt corpses lie, how could Dara, as a wizard, bury himself here? There is not even a decent tomb.
Thinking of this, an idea suddenly came to my mind. As soon as this idea came out, I felt as cold as if I was entering an ice cave. All these signs showed that Dara did not seem to be dead at all. He faked his death and even caused so many deaths.
Everything here should have a purpose!
I was just about to raise my doubts when Wu Jiayi asked casually: "Is Dara still alive?"
"I think so too. Even if I really die, I shouldn't be buried here." I added, and Wu Jiayi smiled at me knowingly.
My father seemed to have expected that the coffin would be empty, so he did not show too much surprise. Anyway, he nodded slightly, as if to verify his idea, and said to everyone: "I wonder if you still remember, let's go to this ancient place."
Before the entrance to the tomb, I passed through a cave with many murals painted in it. The last one, I can’t remember how many murals it was. Anyway, in the last one or two, a pagoda appeared, and underneath the pagoda was a legendary goblin.
, then a group of people appeared in front of the pagoda, seeming to be praying, and finally a human-like thing came out of the pagoda."
"I remember that the pagoda started to appear in the third to last picture, and in the last picture, a person came out of the pagoda." I agreed, and then added: "According to the records in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, this pagoda should be called the Eight Treasures Pagoda."