He took out a spare flashlight in the darkness, and when he shined a light on it, he saw the two people sitting cross-legged by the stone box. They turned out to be two shriveled corpses.
The remains of an old man and a young man have turned into dark brown. The beard on the old man's chin is still faintly discernible. His body is wrapped in sheepskin. The other one looks like a young child. They are all sitting cross-legged, seeming to be guarding the place.
A strange stone box.
After I saw it clearly, I breathed a sigh of relief and said to the fat man: Don't carry rice dumplings every now and then. It's not worth your life to scare people to death. These two are obviously almost fossilized. They have been dead for thousands of years at least. Damn it.
This turned out to be a tomb.
He glared at me and said angrily: You old fool, you still want to hide it from me. You two guys are obviously tomb robbers.
There was a thump in my heart, and I thought to myself, we didn't tell the truth. Did she, an American, even understand Zongzi? Fortunately, Professor Chen was unconscious and didn't hear. Ye Yixin seemed to be in a semi-conscious state, too.
It's impossible to hear our conversation.
I hurriedly explained: Didn’t I tell you, I just study Feng Shui and astrology as a hobby, not a tomb robber. In the future, please don’t accuse people of their innocence out of thin air. Both Fatty and I have a very good reputation. We are famous in our hometown as far back as ten miles away.
I am known as a good employee. I am a veteran, and Fatty was rated as a model worker, March 8th Red Flag Bearer, etc. every year in his unit.
The fat man heard that I had said the last sentence wrong in a hurry, and hurriedly corrected him, trying to divert the topic: "Don't listen to the nonsense. It's the March 8th Red Flag Bearer. I am a youth commando. I am ashamed. I am trained by the party and the people."
Okay, look at this stone box, it looks weird. What does it hold?
Without answering our words, he suddenly said: A thousand pieces of gold are hung on the fixed plate, and the Haizi hexagram rings. Hook, kick, and kick the pole to pour money into Yuanliang. The moon moves the child and the wealth cannot be paid.
Others couldn't understand what she said, but I heard it clearly. It was a sign of back-and-forth, because our business is a business that cannot be seen in the light, just like the underworld has a code word, and the underworld has a secret code for abducting and trafficking women.
It's called opening a note, smuggling is called Beiqing, selling children is called moving stones, thieves are called Buddhas, etc. Our tomb robbing is called fighting. Each has its own rules and lingo to facilitate communication among colleagues. During the Republic of China, my grandfather
He was one of the few Feng Shui masters in the country who specialized in searching for ghost houses and treasures for people. He also met an acquaintance, a gold-touching captain, and he was very familiar with the ways and means of fighting.
I am more familiar with my lips than my hometown dialect.
The words you just said to me roughly mean: You are evil-minded and don't tell the truth. You are a master of tomb robbing with quick hands and feet. This kind of thing cannot be hidden from my eyes.
I was asked suddenly by her, without thinking about it. Generally speaking, when someone is called a master by his colleagues, he has to be humble, so he answered in a blurt: There is no Yuanliang, who carries firewood on the mountain and makes a fire at the bottom. Dare I ask this Yuanliang, who is the top?
Where can I divide the mountain beetles and dismantle the gates?
Continuing: A river has scenery on both sides. They are carrying firewood on the mountain and lighting fires at the bottom. Partridges divide mountain beetles, kites attack Qiumen, many people have climbed to treasure palaces, but nowhere can they find dragon towers.
A pair of gags, I was shocked and regretful. Damn it, this time it’s the American girl’s fault. Doesn’t this mean that I admit that I am a tomb robber who fights backwards? But it’s weird.
, not many people understood the large sections of these inverted fighting rituals before liberation. After liberation, they were basically lost. Semi-professional tomb robbers like Da Jinya’s father who had been doing inverted fighting for many years knew nothing about it.
What I heard was just a few nouns. I really couldn't imagine that these cuts came from a young American woman. If I didn't hear it face to face, how could I believe it? How could I actually meet a colleague?
And according to what she said, she also had ancestral skills. She just had no skills, but she didn’t know how to read Feng Shui and identify pulses. No, this matter must not be admitted. I just continued to pretend to be stupid, so I said:
These poems are the texts we learned in elementary school. I didn’t expect that the textbooks in American elementary schools also have the same purpose.
Seeing that I was so stubborn that I refused to admit it, I had to say: Forget it, this is not the place to talk. If we can still go back alive, I hope to have a serious talk with you.
If I encountered an amnesty, I quickly stood up and looked around for a way out, secretly thinking: If I can go back, you will definitely not be able to find me. Huh, at worst, I will go back to my hometown and stop hanging out in Beijing. But then I thought: No,
She hasn't given us any money yet, which is really troublesome. What is her intention? It can't be the truth, as the fat man said, she just likes me, old Hu. Otherwise, she plans to report and expose, but she can't. Could it be that she
Ancestor, if you really don’t want to be a gold captain, then you can be regarded as a good match with me.
While I was thinking wildly, Fatty and I had already walked around in this small tomb several times. Their heads and feet were small, and there were all dark rocks in front and behind them. There were a few cracks in some places, but they were all too small.
No way out.
At this time, Professor Chen screamed and woke up. He was in a state of confusion. He was crying and laughing, and he didn't recognize anyone. We had no treatment or medicine, so we had no choice but to let him go crazy.
Finally, our eyes fell on the big stone box between the two mummies, but even if there were any buried treasures inside, they would be of no use to us dying people.
The fat man patted the stone box and said, "I don't know which two poor men were buried in this small tomb. Apart from the sheepskins on their bodies, they didn't even have any decent burial objects. There probably wasn't anything good in there."
I looked carefully at the graphics carved on the stone box, and suddenly raised my head and said to me: Do you remember the Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty that I once mentioned, in which the Zagrama Mountain was mentioned.
I said: I remember, it seems that it is said to be a sacred mountain where two saints are buried, but it cannot be the old and the young. The tomb is so simple and crude, and it is not suitable for the status of the saints. I originally wanted to continue
I said that I have seen many large ancient tombs. This tomb in the heart of Stone Mountain is completely inconsistent with the theory of Feng Shui. There is a murderer at the bottom of the mountain. How can I bury people above. However, if I say this, it will inevitably expose my identity, so
He only said half of the words, and swallowed the rest.
Said: The person buried in this tomb is not the sage. This child is the disciple or son of the sage, who is called a prophet. This old man is his servant.
I wondered: How did you know? Is this what the figure carved on the stone box says? Is there anything else on it?
The fat man and I were invited to look at the stone box together: the dozens of patterns carved on the stone box were an ancient prophecy. The composition was very simple and the characteristics of the symbols were very obvious. I thought I could understand part of it.
The more I listened, the more curious I became: What was prophesied? Did it say where the secret passage in this stone chamber was?
He shook his head and said: No, this prophecy does not seem to be very accurate. The prophet said that after his death, no one came to this tomb until one day, four people accidentally opened the stone box.
The fat man counted: There are three of us, there are five of us in total. Doesn’t Professor Chen count as a human being if he is crazy? It can be seen that this prophet is not accurate in predicting things, and he is probably a magician who deceives the world and steals his reputation.
I stared at the other four people and said: If the prophet is not a liar, this prophecy may not be talking about us people. But besides this, there is another possibility that one of us here is not a human being. Book Alliance
Chapter completed!