One hundred and fifty-ninth chapter capture the soul
While I was peeling off the white brocade of the corpse, I told Jian Jun an incident that happened not long ago. The witchcraft method of stealing souls did not disappear until the Warring States Period. Once, at the Panjiayuan Antique Market, several things suddenly appeared.
, is an old farmer in Anyang, Henan. He took more than a hundred strange-shaped bone tools to find a home. Those things were a bit like bone needles, but thicker and longer, with a hollow center. They were all packed in a box made of ancient materials.
Words in an ancient earthen jar.
The old farmer said that they were dug out in the ground. Since there were oracle bone inscriptions on them, of course he didn't recognize them, but many valuable cultural relics had been unearthed in his area. He just thought that these bone needles could be sold in Beijing for a lot of money.
, many of us saw it at that time, but there were too many fakes at that time, and no one could be sure. After all, this thing was too old, no one had seen it, and they didn’t even know what it was.
As a result, two Japanese people happened to be interested in it, and they were about to take it all away. Unexpectedly, Lei Zi came at this time, and took all the things he brought with him. It turned out that this was the old farmer's hometown, and some people were jealous when they saw him digging out antiquities.
, he went out to investigate the matter and chased it all the way to Beijing. Later, I heard that the jar of bone needles he dug out was a torture tool used to perform soul-stealing witchcraft in the Shang Dynasty. Now this thing is in a local museum in Henan.
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The fat man added from the side: I also specifically asked about this set of soul-stealing needles. Now, one of them can be replaced by an imported car. We didn't have enough eyesight at the time, otherwise, the people who squat in the earthen kiln now would be our group.
People.
Said: In this way, soul-stealing is a kind of torture that involves draining human blood.
I have removed all the white brocade wrapped around the bones in the coffin, and a pair of human legs are exposed. The shriveled skin is purple-brown, and it is covered with round black marks dotted with squirrels. These large numbers of black squirrels should be the result of being killed.
Where the soul-stealing needle penetrated the blood vessels, I told Fatty He: After all the blood is drained, it is not finished. It is said that the tortured person must be fed a large amount of animal blood mixed with the blood of cattle and the like.
Things like bird eyes and corpse rats that have long since been extinct have been added. Anyway, they turn living people into zombies. After we have thoroughly investigated, in order to prevent corpse transformation, it is best to turn these two mummy legs and the bronze coffin
The coffins were burned together.
There are several types of corpse transformation. Some are corpse rising, where the newly dead people suddenly rise up and chase people with their yang energy; some are corpses that are dead but not rotting. Although they have been dead for a long time, the nails on their heads are still growing slowly;
Due to bad Feng Shui, some corpses were buried in places where the earth's veins were blocked, and fine hairs grew on their bodies, which turned into evil spirits in the tombs. Another kind of corpses were buried in the ground and were possessed by old foxes, weasels, or plague gods.
If you pay, it can cause great harm to one party.
The corpse in the bronze coffin of this king's tomb has all the signs of corpse transformation. I think that since we encounter this situation, if conditions permit, we should find ways to destroy the corpses with signs of corpse transformation. This will not only benefit others but also ourselves.
, all have advantages. It can be regarded as making up for some losses. Of course, if you encounter zombies, it is better to escape as soon as possible.
The three sections of the body have been identified and there is nothing extra in the coffin. As long as we burn the body in the bronze coffin and confirm that only the upper body is in the coffin, we can completely confirm our inference. The remaining two coffins in the tomb above,
There is no need to turn it on again.
I said to him: Now I can guarantee that although the layout of King Xian’s tomb is strange, since there are shadow bones in the lower level, it must be divided into heavenly gates and earthly households, and then the dragon is lurking and waiting. This is a goldfish eye with a tail crab body
In the three-story water tomb composed of three layers, the position of the real bones of King Xian must completely coincide with the shadow bones in the wooden coffin. Now that the shadow bones have been confirmed, we can directly follow the clues and dig out King Xian.
We have been moving continuously for more than ten hours since we entered the Hulu Cave. We have used up a lot of energy and physical strength, but now we finally have some insights, and the thought of this place refreshes our spirits.
I made a brief plan and stayed in the wooden coffin with the fat man to burn the two corpses. One was to destroy the layout of King Xian's tomb, and the other was to prevent the corpses in the bronze coffin from turning into corpses in the future. Of course, we could also conveniently burn the corpses.
If you take away the bronze mirror, you will always need it in the future.
I went up to look for the goldfish eyes first. Before I went up, I specifically told her to keep an eye on the fat man and be sure to light the coffin in the bronze coffin first. Then I took the bronze mirror and nodded and promised to give it to me: You should be more careful yourself.
Don't always be so reckless.
Then I climbed back to the middle tomb chamber on the rotten wooden beams. The nine blue immortal candles had not yet been extinguished, and the three candles in the southeast corner were still burning normally. Although the light was weak, it made people feel at ease.
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I looked up at the broken copper beam on the top of the tomb. Due to the lack of light, it was difficult to see if there was any space above it. There was just a large white thing at the broken beam. Seeing that the spotlight on the helmet was not working, I took out the wolf again.
With his eyes open, he could see clearly that the exposed part of the tomb roof was made of a kind of white quartz similar to the walls of the underworld. It was about directly above the shadow bones. If you didn't know that there might be a tomb chamber above, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.
Tiny traces.
I also used the flying tiger claw to go up to the remaining copper beam on the top of the tomb and remove the broken tomb bricks that covered the white rocks inside. It took a lot of effort. The area of the white rocks above gradually increased, revealing a long and long
I took off my gloves and reached into the narrow olive-shaped entrance. I saw a whoosh of cold air. I then shined a wolf-eye flashlight upwards, and it was difficult to confirm the height of the tomb above.
At a cursory glance, it seems that there is a large circular hollow above, similar to the funnel shape at the water pool outside. However, it was built manually and is much smaller in scale. The diameter of the large hollow is only a dozen meters, with a spiral slope of earth winding up.
Go up, and go up and out of the range of the wolf's eyes, and it's pitch black.
I cursed secretly in my heart: Even if King Xian died, he would still place himself at the highest point in the underworld. His persistence in power and immortality has reached the point of perversion. I still miss my companions in the wooden coffin.
, seeing that the entrance had been confirmed, they tied up the ropes and rock wedges, and returned to the ground of the middle tomb. They saw the light of fire flashing in the wooden coffin below, and knew that Fatty and the others had succeeded.
After a while, the fat man climbed up from underneath, and finally got the bronze mirror. It was the second most valuable trophy after the jade letter in the back hall of the Tiangong Palace. When the fat man met, he asked: Is there indeed a mummy in the bronze coffin?
The legs are replaced by stone legs. How about Commander Hu? Did you see any valuable artifacts above?
But at this time, I was staring blankly at the firelight in the wooden coffin, turning a deaf ear to the fat man's words. It took me a while to come back to my senses. I always felt that there was something important that I couldn't think of. In fact, I didn't know if I could think of it or not.
I got up, but I still couldn't bear to think about it. The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, so I tried not to think about it. I turned around and said to Fatty He: There is a big hole above the middle tomb chamber. King Xian must be hanging at the top, and his position is the same as the wooden one.
The shadow bones in the coffin want to correspond.
No one wants to stay longer in the underworld where the dead sleep. After saying that, they split up and used ropes to climb to the top of the tomb, which was more than three meters high, and got into the entrance I had cleared earlier. The round cavity was too high and there was no way to go down below.
You can't see the top, there are no other bricks or wood materials here, it's all white quartzite, surrounding the hollow walls.
The surrounding walls are covered with large-scale colorful murals. Han-Yi colors and religious colors are eclectic, and the style of the king and the elegance and illusion of immortality coexist. This is a painting style that has never been spread in the world. A closer look makes you feel...
The layout is thorough, the intention is rigorous, and it is breathtaking. I guess that because of such exquisite murals in the tomb, the core of King Xian’s tomb should not be far away.
The characters in the painting are all angry-looking gods, almost in proportion to ordinary people. They all look down and stare down, as if they are watching the visitor at the bottom of the cave. Their eyes are all made of three layers of crystal, inlaid with jade stones, and the streams of light are shining as we follow.
As the position moved, the eyes of the portrait also moved. In short, it felt very bad to be looked at by so many portraits. The fat man was so disgusted by the characters in the paintings that he used an engineering shovel to randomly dig out a few crystal eyes, but
The murals were huge in scale, with hundreds of figures, and it was hard to find them all at once, so I had to try not to look into the eyes of the portraits, so as not to feel fear.
I kept thinking about the scorching flame breath and the strange-looking bronze figure in my mind. I didn’t pay much attention to the portrait in the large hollow. After walking up the winding slope for a while, I finally remembered that about ten years ago
It's a matter of humanity, this is the truth: Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, especially in the smoke of war, the narrow escape from death was just like yesterday.
I have indeed seen this kind of bronze figures with strange costumes and postures before, but they are Kham Qingpu figures under the Kunlun Mountains and the sky is full of snow.
All kinds of messy thoughts came to me for a while. Unknowingly, I had reached the highest point of the cave, relying on the distance between Fatty and a turn. The end was sealed by a white stone wall. I looked up and saw the paintings on the wall in front of me.
There is a woman on the portrait. This is probably a portrait of the king’s wife.
I was thinking this in my mind, and before I even saw the woman's clothing and appearance clearly, I felt my wrist tighten suddenly, as if it was tightly held by an iron hoop. I hurriedly retracted my hand, but it was so tight that I couldn't break free.
I couldn't open it, and I suddenly felt pain in my bones. When I lowered my head, I saw a white human hand stretching out from the portrait of the woman opposite and grabbing my arm.
The five fingers of the man's hand were slender, and the white hair had no color at all. It was a woman's hand, but it was extremely powerful. Could it be that this wall was where the bones of Xian Wang's wife were buried? In the severe pain, I didn't have time to look up and look at the mural on the opposite side.
What had changed? I had to endure the pain and take a breath. I raised the Chicago typewriter with my other hand. Before the muzzle could be raised, another hand suddenly stretched out from the mural, like a pair of iron pliers, and pinched it tightly.
My neck, the feeling of suffocation suddenly made my eyes dark. Book Alliance