At this point, he might have gone dry. I saw it and quickly went to make him a cup of tea. Then I looked at him eagerly, expecting him to continue talking.
By this time, my dissatisfaction with him had long gone. This was not only an old man with a higher seniority than my father, but more importantly, he entered the situation as a bystander.
Yes, an insider who is watching. So he sees things with the clarity of an onlooker, and does not see things one-sided due to lack of information.
Old Man Zheng drank a cup of tea and said slowly: I said immortality, do you believe it?
I sneered and said: Mr. Zheng, aren't you kidding? If you want to talk about rice dumplings, we have all seen them, but if you want to talk about longevity, is this too weird?
He chuckled, and while drinking tea, he seemed to say casually: Evil? It's okay for others to say so, haven't you seen anything more evil than this? Have you really never seen a living person in a tomb?!
His seemingly careless question left me speechless. How should I answer him? Have I seen anyone alive in the tomb? The answer is yes.
Li Zhongzhi is headless but still alive in the Yulin Mountain Tomb.
In the Thousand Buddha Cave, it seems that he is a Taoist king with a bloody body and extremely powerful martial arts.
In the end, Tathagata was alive and warm.
Are these not living people?
But these are all living people. In my mind, living people are not living people. There is an essential difference. I have always thought that they are not even alive, but they are different from ordinary zongzi.
It’s just too much the same, but it’s also Zongzi.
So I can't answer this question, let alone think about it. When I think about it, I feel that all my world views are distorted and even my balls feel a dull pain.
Will there be immortality?
But in my heart, I have already ignored what Old Man Zheng said. The only one who can use the country as a cover is Changsheng. Changsheng, fuck him, that is Changsheng. My father, a tomb robber, is actually qualified to go there.
Pursuing immortality?
The old man took a few sips of tea to moisten his mouth. Seeing that I was struggling, he had no intention of answering his questions and did not continue to ask me. In fact, I didn’t need to say many things. Everyone understood. He said: Okay. I won’t force you.
You, anyway, the truth will come out one day.
When I first thought about this, I was more confused than you. Even when I first thought about it, I asked myself, am I qualified to participate in something of this level?
I was still young at that time, and I was thinking, even if I could live forever, watching my relatives and friends around me grow old one by one, would it make sense for a person to just have a long life? That would be permanent.
Lonely.
However, I still couldn't help but check it out. Even if I don't seek immortality, the process is definitely exciting enough, and basically everyone in the circle has a consensus. It's not like Zhao Jianguo and his group have ever thought about pursuing immortality. Relatively speaking,
This should be something that China has been pursuing and exploring for five thousand years.
At that time, everyone said that even if there is real immortality, it must be found in ancient tombs. The truly valuable things of our ancestors are buried underground. The return to nature pursued by places like Longhu Mountain and Wudang Mountain
Ascension, that's all nonsense.
As an old saying goes, there are bones buried under the earth, and ambitions are also buried.
My pursuit at the beginning was just for excitement and curiosity. If I wanted to find out, Zhao Jianguo must be the most critical link. At that time, Zhao Jianguo and I had some friendship, but it was just the kind of friendship between gentlemen that is as light as water. I just knew
This man is good at skills and righteous, but he has a bad temper.
After I made up my mind to investigate, I found out that the Zhao family’s signboard in Luoyang is loud and clear. In addition, Luoyang has a long history of fighting culture. Was it Luoyang people who invented the Luoyang shovel? That’s how I found your Zhao family.
If I ask around there, who doesn’t know the madman Zhao Jianguo?
And I also found out that Zhao Jianguo and his party, in addition to transporting the emperor's horse-mounting stone, also transported several iron boxes from the Yulin Mountain Tomb!
The iron box is definitely the key to the problem, this is almost my intuition!
But things are not that simple. After Zhao Jianguo entered the Yulin Mountain Tomb, a group of people also entered! They were a group of soldiers!
And after the soldiers came out, they also brought out an iron box that was exactly the same as the one brought out by Zhao Jianguo and his party!
It just so happened that I had some connections in the army. Henan was under the jurisdiction of the Jinan Military Region, so I used my connections to find out what the People's Liberation Army got in the tomb.
My relationship is in the 20th Army, which is stationed in Kaifeng, not far from Luoyang, and he is also a powerful figure. But when I found him, he actually said he didn't know about this thing!
He had never heard that anyone in the army had robbed a tomb. The military control and discipline of that era were very strict, and the army was generally not allowed to take any actions among the people. It would be even more impossible to say that he was not from the Jinan Military Region.
Yes, it is impossible for the Jinan Military Region to be unaware of the presence of people from other parts of the area.
My relationship is very strong, and it is impossible for him to lie to me. Even if there is a confidentiality system, he may say it is inconvenient, but he will never say that he does not know at all.
Now I knew that things were complicated. Far from being as simple as I first thought.
I asked him to help inquire and contact him if there is any progress.
The matter ended here. Just when I was about to forget about it, my relationship suddenly found me and asked me coldly: Lao Zheng, what was the matter you asked me to investigate for you at that time?
Who asked you to check?!
I saw something wrong with his face and a little panicked, so I said: It's just for fun. You don't know what kind of rice I eat? It's just out of curiosity.
He asked me several times, and after he was sure that I was just doing it for fun when I was bored, he sighed and said: Lao Zheng, it would be best if you really are like this, but I advise you not to get involved in this matter.
Yeah, this is something you and I can’t afford to play with!
Of course I wanted to listen to him, but I had almost forgotten about it, but when he said this, my interest was aroused. In addition, the relationship between us is indeed strong enough. When I invited him to dinner
, I asked tentatively, I won’t be involved in that matter anymore, maybe you can tell me about our relationship and satisfy my curiosity, right?
My friend initially refused to tell me, so I tried to force him to drink. Finally, when he was drunk, he started to let go. After I told him about the matter, he became very interested.
There was a military operation inside, but I didn't know it. This was already a big deal. What's more, that era was not very peaceful, and the remnants of Chiang Kai-shek had not been completely wiped out, right?
He checked and checked, and finally found out that the team that carried away the iron boxes from Yulinshan was a guard of a certain leader. Those iron boxes were left in Xuchang - there was a garrison in Xuchang at that time.
Everyone is curious, and he is no exception. He started to check what was in those iron boxes in Xuchang. But at this time, a sudden phone call, and the level was enough to make him shit.
A person came and scolded him. There was nothing he could do, but he knew that if he continued to investigate, it would not be as simple as scolding him.
That's how people are, the more you push them, the more they will rebound. Now he is more curious, what is going on, and you won't let me check? Okay, I can do it secretly, right?
He also had a lot of connections, and soon he got some information through some means. It was this little information that completely scared him.
At that time, the team that took away the iron boxes was just in Xuchang for turnover and rest. They were initially planning to transport the iron boxes away, but no one knew the destination.
Leaving the iron box in Xuchang was not an order from above, but that the team that year died overnight. Silently and with no scars on their bodies. Those who were originally living in the guest house suddenly died the next day.
Bodies were found just a few miles away. No one survived.
My relationship is even more depressing now. I'm just kidding him. If I don't know what to do in my jurisdiction, forget it. You are the leader's man, I understand.
But so many people died, and they were members of the military. This matter is much worse. It is a shocking event, and I don’t even know about it?!
But my connections told him that after a person died, someone came down from above, disposed of the body, and issued a silence order. Even his own mother was not allowed to tell him, otherwise he would be sent to a military court! I really don’t think you are right.
I am just telling you this, outsider. You must be strict with your mouth. If you tell me, we will both be ruined!
Now, I can't investigate my relationship just out of curiosity, because the matter is beyond his control. It's okay to satisfy curiosity, but the hat on the head is more important, isn't it?
Later, he thought that I was investigating this matter and was afraid that I would cause trouble by reaching out randomly, so he hurried over to tell me.
Things have become more complicated. I can't be involved anymore, otherwise I won't know how I died. This was my first feeling. At that time, I repeatedly promised my relationship that I would not investigate further.
But then I couldn't hold it back. This time it was not just because of curiosity, but also because I was old.
I can bear the death of people around me one by one, but I am still afraid of death. This is also a common problem in this industry. I am more afraid of death than others. I have committed too many sins in my life. Digging people's ancestral graves is an act that damages one's moral character. Who dares
die?
After death, what should I do if the person whose grave I dug comes to settle accounts with me in the underworld?
So I wanted to investigate, and I kept investigating. This time, I went directly to Xuchang to look for those iron boxes. My explanation of the relationship was that after those soldiers died in mysterious circumstances, someone came over and directly took away the soldiers who were on temporary rest at that time.
The guest house is under martial law.
However, they did not enter the yard and directly sealed the guest house. They did not even think about going into the yard to get those iron boxes.
At this point, he stopped to take a sip of water and asked me: Little guy, can you think of anything?
I was listening attentively, but I was suddenly interrupted by him. I was startled. When he asked me this question, I scratched my head and said, "It's a bit illogical, isn't it?" They got those iron boxes with great fanfare and prepared to transport them away.
If something goes wrong, you won't want it anymore?
The old man's face changed and became quite solemn, and he frowned and said: That's it, my enemy! So many people died at once, why didn't they go in and see what happened at the scene?
Even if the death of those people is indeed too bizarre, it will make people feel that they were harmed by "dirty things". If they don't dare to go at night, they won't go in during the day? In fact, it can't be because of fear. Don't you?
I understand that the soldiers of that era, just after the war, those who survived were all crawling out of the dead. They were afraid of anything, but they were not afraid of the dead or ghosts.
I nodded and said: That's true. My grandfather has never been afraid of this thing. Although he was also a traitor when he was young, after joining the revolution, he always flaunted himself as an iron-blooded and upright person who would be immune to all ghosts when he came back.
After finishing speaking, I looked at Old Man Zheng and waited for him to continue speaking.
He continued: At first, I thought there were only two possibilities. One is that the horror and weirdness inside are beyond the limits of human endurance, and even the most courageous people would not dare to enter. This possibility is basically ruled out, because they simply can’t bear it.
If you haven't gone in, how can you know what's going on inside?
Okay, then there is only one possibility.
They didn't go into the guest house to look again because they already knew what was inside the iron box.
It is precisely because of this knowledge that we are not surprised that the soldiers who escorted the iron boxes died.
Things were as expected, you understand?
Those soldiers were sent to death by the people behind them, perhaps to prove something. Yes, their deaths were used to prove a certain result.
The soldier died, and the proof they sought was obtained, so they simply left.
It sounds a bit scary and unbelievable, right? In this country, it’s not surprising what kind of things happen.
After I found Xuchang, it was not difficult to find this guest house, because the location of this guest house is definitely not too remote. Now it is blocked, and even the surrounding houses are blocked. Suddenly, a hotel was opened in the urban area.
The quarantine area will only make this place stand out even more.
I randomly asked people to inquire about it. When others heard that it was a quarantine area, they laughed and said: Idiots don’t know. Who in Xuchang doesn’t know about that place? But in the understanding of ordinary people, it is just occupied by the military.
I don't know what happened inside.
I listened to the guidance of passers-by and when I found it, I found that there was a watchtower with a few soldiers on duty there. Although the martial law was not very strict, I could sneak in. But it was not only the guest house that was sealed, but also the surrounding areas.
building.——It was a problem for me to sneak in and find the guest house. What’s more, if I could sneak in, I could only sneak in at night. I can’t say I’m afraid of this guest house, but I’m definitely not not afraid.
At first, when I asked to go in and have a look, the sentry still insisted. No one was allowed to enter under a strict order. If you wanted to go in, you must have a red-headed document. And as a friend, he also told me cautiously:
Brother Zheng, to be honest, it's best not to go in here, it's not clean.
I hummed, pretended not to know, and asked: What's going on? What kind of unclean method is this?
His face became very strange, and he hesitated: Brother, you may not believe it when I told you, this closed area is haunted!
"Haunted!?" I was also shocked by what he said, even though I knew there was some unknown secret hidden in it. However, death and being haunted are completely different concepts.
I thought to myself, could there be someone else in here?
His expression became more and more uneasy. He drank a large glass of liquor and then said slowly: Brother, don't believe me when I told you. When I was on duty at night, no one dared to work alone. In the beginning,
At that time, there were only two people on duty here, one during the day and one at night.
But suddenly one day, the person on the night shift went crazy! He went crazy very suddenly. The doctor said that he was frightened, and it was an excessive kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
When we went to the hospital to see him, he trembled and said: He heard the cry of a child inside! He thought someone's child ran in while he was not paying attention, and then got lost inside.
I entered this closed area with a flashlight and a gun. I followed the road and slowly moved towards the source of the sound. But as I walked, the crying disappeared. It stopped, as if it had never been there.
The same thing happened.
Only then did he realize that he had walked a long way in, and he didn't even know where he was - because according to the order, we were only responsible for guarding and were strictly prohibited from entering the closed area.
A person was in a strange environment, still in the dark, with only a flashlight. Although he had a gun in his hand, he was still a little nervous, or in other words, scared. But he clearly found that at the beginning, he did hear what he heard.
A child's cry.
Although the crying has stopped now, what if the child fell asleep after being tired from crying?
He plucked up the courage and shouted several times: My son, uncle is here. If you hear it, just answer and I will save you!
He called a few times, but there was no sound except the echo in the dark night that startled him.
He cursed a few evil words and started walking back with a flashlight on.
Before taking two steps, there was another cry from behind!
He wanted to turn around and curse, "What's wrong with you kid? You came out just as I was about to leave?"
When he turned around, he saw a bloody child. Judging from his height, he seemed to be only a few months old, but he was standing, standing behind him!
The light of the flashlight hit the child, which made it even more terrifying. Moreover, the child had a ferocious sneer on his face!
There is a smile on the face, whether it is a sneer, a smile, or a crazy laugh! But it is still a smile.
There was a smile on his face, but he was crying!
Wow... Wow... like a hungry child who wants to eat milk.
My comrade-in-arms, who is usually quite courageous, saw this situation and even forgot to shoot. Even though his legs were weak, he still ran as fast as he could with his flashlight!
The more he ran, the farther away the crying sound became. Fortunately, he secretly thought, the unknown thing did not catch up with him. When he reached the watchtower, he locked the door and sat in the room, gasping for air. He felt that his whole body was weak.
It's like walking through the gates of hell.
When he calmed down, he started to wonder again, what on earth is that thing?
When he looked up, he found a bloody face taped to the window!
It's the kid covered in blood!
He picked up the gun, pointed it at the window and pulled the trigger!
Then, he didn't know anything anymore.
Having said this, the sentry I knew paused, looked at me, and said: Brother Zheng, do you believe me when I say this?
I also swallowed and felt indescribably weird. It was normal for people like us to encounter rice dumplings in ancient tombs, but this matter was beyond the scope of my understanding.
I also took a sip of wine to calm down my shock, and said to him: Believe it or not, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. By the way, what’s next?
The sentry said: "At that time, he was already crazy, and he was talking all the time. We also summarized his words and guessed his meaning intermittently.
I was not the only one to know what he said. Many of our comrades, including our political commissar, knew it at the time. At first, several comrades were quite scared, especially those on the night shift. The political commissar said that maybe he had seen it wrong.
, at night, people are easily frightened by their imagination. For example, if a plastic bag is hung on a tree, if you look at it at night, you can see it as a human head.
Moreover, he has gone crazy now, and there is no need to believe what he says. We are all great proletarian fighters and are materialists. We must follow the Communist Party's ideas and defeat all demons and monsters.
Later, my crazy comrade recovered after a long period of time, but he was a little nervous. The army organized a rehabilitation for him and he also moved.
When he left, we saw him off. He was drunk, and he knelt down crying and swore to us that he was definitely not mistaken that night. He just saw a creepy child! Brothers.
You must be careful, it is best to ask for a peace charm to come back."
At this point, the sentry almost cried. He grabbed my arm and said in a tearful voice: Brother Zheng, in fact, we all believe in him! We really believe in him!
I saw that he was too nervous, so I patted his shoulder and comforted him: Brother, in fact, your political commissar is right, the party is the red sun in my heart, and the sun is shining brightly.
Seeing is believing. I don’t believe everything your comrade said. You have been on duty for so long, but have you ever seen that child?
He shook his head and said: No, no one has seen that child since then, but I am sure that my comrade did not lie.
After saying that, he mysteriously lay next to my ear and said nervously: