Seeing the young man coming out of the house, the villagers became more courageous. One after another they walked out of the door and walked towards the yard of Mr. Zhang, the eldest man in the village.
The soil and water support the people. Mr. Zhang has lived here since his ancestors, and he has an unknown experience. He has endless historical anecdotes brought about by the rushing and turbid water of the Yellow River. Therefore, when encountering big or small things, the villagers
They all went to see the old man for an idea. It would be better to make such a big fuss at night.
Mr. Zhang was smoking under the tree with a pipe that was more than a foot long. After everyone arrived, they each found a place to squat or stand in a circle and explained to Mr. Zhang in detail what happened that night.
Even the details of opening the window paper and taking a timid peek outside were not missed. His seriousness was as if he was reporting work to the leader.
A strong and bold man at the head of the village said in a rough voice: "Old man, through the crack of the window, I saw with my own eyes a pillar of light that was thicker than the well and rushed out from the water. The light was bright and bright.
Bright, a fairy sound lingered, straight into the sky, turning half of the sky red. The shadows on it were like a scroll, with a dragon and a cauldron in the painting. The dazzling light enveloped everything in an instant, and the huge eyeball in the sky was dragged.
Entering the whirlpool of light, and being completely destroyed in the cataclysmic explosion of energy..."
"I also saw it. The ancient scroll flashed with light, and it seemed to fall in the direction of the Yingchou Stream abyss!" Several more people echoed.
"Why do I feel like there is something under the water? Is there any treasure down there? Maybe there are gods living there! Maybe it's the Dragon King?" There was a slender man in the front yard, standing barefoot, with the corners of his trousers rolled up high.
, the man named Gouzi asked, his eyes widening like a hunting dog.
"Grandpa Zhang, has this kind of thing happened before?" A young man in his twenties asked sadly. In his eyes, this kind of thing is incredible!
Everyone was talking about it for a while, because this incident was so shocking! The sky is extremely vast, and there are countless mysteries waiting for humans to explore, but what happened in Longcao Village was so incredible that it was unbelievable.
Mr. Zhang knocked the cigarette pot in his hand against the sole of his shoe a few times, looked around, and after a long time he said: "There have been so many unknown things that happened in this ancient Yellow River, and there are countless secrets hidden in the river."
In the mud at the bottom. I encountered it once when I was young..."
According to Mr. Zhang's recollection, that year, the Yellow River changed its course and flooded. Rumor has it that a huge ancient scroll appeared in the sky at that time. After unfolding, it was overwhelming. Looking from below, there was a giant dragon circling in the middle of the scroll, and a giant bronze cauldron appeared. It is said that
, if there were no scrolls spread out across the sky to block the thunder and lightning storms, bronze cauldrons to suppress the Yellow River, and giant dragons to absorb water for protection, it is possible that most of the country would have been flooded by the Yellow River, and then we don’t know how many people would have died...
.
When the water subsided, a dragon and a cauldron entered the scroll and disappeared between the vast world. Some people even saw the scroll finally falling into this section of the river!
"Fortunately, this kind of mysterious event is like a dragon seeing its tail but not its head. No one is sure what happened. However, some monks in the temple later conducted research based on the strange phenomena described and said that this scroll is very similar to that in myths and legends.
The "Mountains and Rivers Sheji Picture" appeared. It is said that in history, this treasure was an important weapon of the country, protecting the country and the people." When the word "cultivation" was mentioned, the old man's voice was obviously lowered.
The young man standing to the left of Mr. Zhang was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He was the first person to go out in the village in the morning. After opening the door and walking around for a while, he turned back.
The young man listened with rapt attention at this time and asked inquiringly: "It is said that the map of mountains and rivers is owned by the ancient goddess Nuwa, and it is the most precious treasure of innate virtues. According to legend, the bronze tripod was first mined by the Yellow Emperor from Shou Mountain, and the water from the lake was used to cast the tripod.
Under Jingshan Mountain, a tripod is formed, and a nine-clawed divine dragon comes to welcome the Yellow Emperor as he ascends to heaven. But how can these three things gather together now? Are there any major changes in ancient times that have not been handed down in myths and legends?" Apparently this young man
Very familiar with the allusions in the legend.
Mr. Zhang replied with a blank look on his face: "I have no way of knowing this! It takes someone with a college degree to answer this!"
Standing next to him was Lao Lin, the teacher in the village. He raised his hand to hold his reading glasses, touched the young man's head with his left hand, looked at Mr. Zhang, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, your grandson Zhang Xu, little
It is really rare to be able to understand the present and discuss the past at a young age, and he will definitely be successful in the future. It seems that you, as a grandfather, have taught him everything in his belly!"
With his face full of stories, Mr. Zhang glanced at his grandson Zhang Xu lovingly and said: "These things belong to the secrets of the Yellow River. They sink today and rise tomorrow, and they are not known to the world.
If you pursue things too closely, you will only get into trouble. Zhang Xu, you are not allowed to secretly go into the water to explore the secrets just because you are good at water! It is too dangerous underwater!"
"I know, Grandpa! But you have to promise to tell me more about the secrets of the Yellow River." Zhang Xu raised his head and said.
"You should ask your teacher. Grandpa is old and his memory is poor. But your husband has traveled to many places and heard a lot of secret things. Don't you think so?" Mr. Zhang coughed a few times.
He looked at Mr. Lin and asked.
Mr. Lin was originally from the city, but later he no longer stayed in the city due to unknown reasons, so he moved to this wilderness village to teach and make a living. Mr. Lin also has some research on Yin and Yang Feng Shui. He is usually mysterious and mysterious, giving people the feeling of being unfathomable.
, rarely get close to others, and could only talk to Mr. Zhang alone. Once the two started chatting, they chatted all day long. And most of the topics they talked about revolved around the secrets of the Yellow River, because Mr. Lin was particularly interested in this, especially the eagle.
Below the sad stream.
When Mr. Lin saw the old man speaking, he said one after another: "Okay, I will tell you something more, but you must not follow it seriously, and you must not go hunting for treasures. It can be fatal!"
"The Yellow River has a long history. According to historical records, in more than 2,000 years, the lower reaches of the river have breached thousands of times, and the river course has been changed more than 20 times. There are countless ancient ruins, and the relics have been buried deep in the river.
Buried deep in the thick mud of the river bed."
"According to research, the mausoleums of Shennong, Emperor Yan, and Emperor Huang are all in the Yellow River Basin. Many sites have a history of more than 10,000 years, especially many cultural relics from the Bronze Age have been unearthed here, among which the three-legged tripod and the double-eared pot are the most representative. Many cultural relics
There are Fu characters engraved on it, which still cannot be deciphered.”
Lao Lin is worthy of being a teacher, and he quotes from classics when he speaks.
"In the 1930s, when the river workers were cleaning the ancient Yellow River Road, they dug out a giant bronze tripod. The surface of the tripod was covered with cracks and covered with green rust. But the mouth of the tripod was sealed with something unknown. It was as hard as iron.
No matter how hard the crowd pried, they couldn't open it. Listen carefully, but there was a sound like dragons roaring and tigers roaring inside. The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast with clouds and heavy rain, and with the sound of lightning and thunder that penetrated the sky and the earth, the giant cauldron
It disappeared and its whereabouts are still unknown, becoming a major unsolved case in the archaeological community. Now it seems that it is unknown whether this cauldron is the giant bronze cauldron that appeared that night. Maybe there is a connection, maybe not."
"According to old people, someone once saw a 10,000-meter-long bone dragon at the bottom of the Yellow River in the 1930s, which was tens of meters thick. The skeleton ridged up the mud at the bottom of the river, stretching up and down like a mountain. That may be
The remains of the legendary dragon."
"Two years ago, two bronze vessels were unearthed in the lower reaches of the Yellow River, dating back 2,400 years. One was a bronze bell and the other was a bronze tripod. When I rushed over, I saw the river workers carefully uncovering the bronze bell.
When the lid was removed, it was found that half of the volume of liquid remained in the bell. The liquid was slightly turbid, odorless, and translucent, and could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the vessel. It was suspected to be the wine at that time. Then the bronze tripod was opened, and even more surprising was the discovery that the bronze tripod contained
There was half a tripod of soup, and there were actually several bones soaked in the soup, with Chinese herbal medicine floating on it. The soup was turbid, and green rust stains that had fallen off the copper tripod were floating on the surface of the soup. Some of the bones in the tripod had turned green due to the green rust, and the species of the bones were still unknown.
There is no conclusion, but it is suspected to be the legendary phoenix bone. It is inferred that it may be a medicinal cauldron used by ancient immortal cultivators to practice medicine. It is a miracle that it has been preserved to this day because of its good sealing."
"What's even more peculiar is that the copper bell has not struck since it was excavated. It is just like the broken tripod hanging in our village. It is covered with dense inscriptions and bronze murals. That night, the copper bell
The bell was illuminated by the starlight in the sky and disappeared like a stream of light. The next day, a ferocious crocodile the size of a train crawled out of the pit where the bronze bell was unearthed. Its scales were as if they were made of fine steel, shining with cold light. The weather was calm.
The Yellow River suddenly turned white and the crocodiles disappeared. Many people died in that accident."
"Later everyone calculated it together and found that the big copper bell had been sealed at the bottom of the river for thousands of years. It was obviously used to suppress the vicious crocodile. Once it was moved, it lost its effectiveness. It would be strange if it didn't fly away! It's just that the vicious crocodile didn't eat it.
How you can survive underground for thousands of years without drinking is something that no one can figure out."
Zhang Xu's curiosity aroused when he heard this, and suddenly a thought broke into his mind, and he said to himself: "The giant eye and ancient scroll that appeared in the sky last night, the cauldron and other objects will not be the same as this, under the abyss."
Is there something sealed?"
Thinking of this, he quickly asked: "Is there any strange news in the abyss below our Yingchou Stream of the Yellow River?"
Mr. Lin said solemnly: "This section of the Yellow River is even weirder. The problem mainly occurs in the terrain. Because the Yellow River reaches Hukou, Cangshan Mountains on both sides of the river are facing each other, which restricts the Yellow River water in the narrow Yellow River Canyon, and the river water gathers and converges.
As a force, it surges and roars, leaping into the abyss of the sorrowful stream, splashing and rolling, like yellow water boiling in a giant pot."
Mr. Lin took a breath and continued: "It's just that the river flows into the deep pool just fine. When the gap formed flows into the deeper underground river, it turns into a river of blood. I don't know where the blood flows along the underground river.
As a result, the exposed bedrock in the Choujian area is purple-red, purple-gray and gray-green, and the purple-red color is the result of hundreds of millions of years of being soaked and penetrated by blood."
Zhang Xu asked nervously: "Is there anything weird down there?"
Lao Lin seemed to be thinking about something, and sighed and said, "I'll tell you. That year, someone discovered a number of fine steel cables as thick as buckets in the bottomless abyss, crisscrossing them to separate a section of the river bed, and drove them deeply into the abyss.
In the river bed, the river flows straight into the hidden channel at the bottom of the pool, which is unfathomable. According to research, these iron ropes are by no means a modern product. It is simply unimaginable to manually penetrate the river bed and drive into the mountain. It will not take more than a hundred years.
The kung fu can’t be completed. It seems to have been done by the ancients. Maybe there is something tied below, or it may be to seal the abyss. To be honest, no one dares to go down and take a closer look."
The weather changes at any time. Just a moment ago, the sky was thousands of miles away, but at this moment, it was covered with dark clouds. A flash of lightning cracked the sky, followed by rumbles of thunder, and heavy rain came in an instant. For a moment, everyone in the yard was stunned.
I was soaked like a drowned rat.
"Let's all disperse! Tomorrow I will buy some roosters and prepare some sacrifices and go to the ferry to worship, so as not to worry about it! Remember, don't go looking for these ancient relics, these things are too weird and mysterious!" Zhang stood up.
The old man raised his eyes that had seen the vicissitudes of life but were empty, stood up with his hunched back and heaving chest, and said loudly.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it flowed down like a curtain of water on everyone's heads. In a short time, the courtyard was empty of people.
That's how young people are. The more you don't let him know something, the more he wants to know it. The more you don't let him get close to things, the more he insists on touching them. When all the young people in the village heard these secrets, they gathered together
They were all muttering and behaving abnormally, which made the adults think a lot and strictly prohibited the children from going near Yingchoujian.