Daomu Biji

Zhang Dafo Ye is the first of the three sects on the Laojiu sect and is also the largest among the nine sects. Legend has it that a giant Buddha stolen from somewhere was buried in the yard of the house, so it was called Zhang Da Buddha. His real name is Zhang Qishan, and he was a tomb robber in the early stage. He joined the army in the middle period and entered politics in the later period. Lord Zhang is one of the few people in the Nine Sects who is capable of great things and has the world in mind. Therefore, when listening to the chats of the older generation, the legend of Zhang Dafo is always touching.

Before, I had always suspected that Zhang Dafo Ye was related to the Zhang Family Ancient Building. Because when my second uncle told me at that time, he said something very obscure. Zhang Dafoye moved to Changsha from the north. It seems that he was an immigrant group of the Zhang family, which was dispersed by the Japanese at that time.

If he didn't have the same name and surname, then this Zhang Qishan should be Zhang Dafo.

Then this "Zhang Qiling" Zhang Ruitong is the grandfather of Zhang Dafo. The first clan of the Laojiu Sect is indeed the Zhang family.

"So, what your second uncle said is actually true." Fatty said.

I said: "My second uncle is very smart. If he wants to hide something, he will tell you insignificant but true information. After you listen to it, you think you know it, and after checking it, it is all true, but behind the scenes No one knows if there is any hidden secret. Therefore, he must not be afraid of me to verify what he can tell me. "

The fat man sighed. I continued: "Zhang Dafo's team is in charge of the whole thing. His team entered here for the funeral, and it must not be an accident that they opened the door of this room. It can't be such a coincidence that they found the tomb of Zhang Dafo's grandfather. Therefore, I believe that the person who opened this place must have had instructions from Lord Zhang."

Lord Zhang may have some clues. He asked a group of people to find his grandfather's tomb and then stole three of the burial objects.

But why did the ancient black gold sword end up in the hands of the third uncle?

"If Zhang Qiling is a title, what is the real name of this little brother? Could it be something like 'Zhang Ergou'?" Fatty asked.

I said: "Judging from the epitaph. As soon as Zhang Qiling was selected, this person's name was replaced by Zhang Qiling. The younger brother was called Zhang Qiling, and he should have been selected. This Zhang Qiling's black gold ancient sword. Finally, the new Zhang Qiling In my hands. I always feel that there is something fishy about the situation."

The fat man looked at the epitaph again: "Wait a minute, I suddenly had an idea just now. Take a look. This Zhang Qiling, how did he die?"

I calm down. Searching for this message among the little scraps on the wall, you soon found it in his life.

Unlike the previous two, this Zhang Qiling died of illness. According to his life records, he suffered from "lost soul syndrome" during a fight.

"What is 'lost soul syndrome'?" the fat man asked me.

I took a breath: “It’s just amnesia.

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At that moment, I had a slight misunderstanding: Could this Zhang Qiling be our Zhang Qiling?

Because he also has the black gold ancient sword, and he also has amnesia. Are they the same person?

But this coffin contains bones, and. This "Zhang Qiling" is considered to be Zhang Dafo's grandfather. Doesn't he have to be more than 200 years old? If it's the same person, wouldn't our little brother become an old goblin?

We explored that room for a long time before we came out. I'm a little distracted, although I don't dare to make any judgments yet. but. My previous premonition that "you can get a lot of secrets by finding the Zhangjia Ancient Building" seems to have come true.

I was debating whether to move forward and find a few more rooms to see if I could get more information, or immediately look for an opening to the next floor, when I smelled smoke.

"You still smoke so much when your fucking lungs are rotten." I yelled at the fat man, but I saw that the fat man's face was pale and there was nothing on his mouth.

"It's not me. This is not the smell of cigarettes, this is the smell of burning wood." Fatty said. He and I looked at each other. I immediately thought that we had burned the floor before, but then the fire was extinguished by us. In fact, it was not completely suppressed. After we left, it resurfaced?

We rushed back immediately. After turning a few corners, I immediately saw the light of fire and smelled the strong smell of smoke. It seemed that the corridor behind the bend was in flames. We walked around and a wave of heat hit us, and we were all stunned.

One of the rooms we explored before was completely on fire, and it had spread to more than a dozen rooms. Flames roared throughout the corridor.

"Mamma Mia!" The fat man scratched his pubic area. "I don't have to pee that much anymore!" We covered our mouths and noses and ran over, and found that the window paper was burning the most violently. The fat man took off his clothes and used it as a broom to fight the flames. Put out the fresh fires in the rooms nearest to us. Then rush to the core area that is already on fire.

I followed closely behind. We fought there fiercely for an unknown amount of time. Only then did all the flames go out.

I was completely confused, and I didn’t know whether it was from choking or the heat. I looked dizzy at the large charred area around me, extremely surprised, thinking that such a big fire could be extinguished like this.

The fire spread to more than a dozen rooms, and all the outer doors with window panes were burned. The farther away from the center of the fire, the lower the degree of burnt. Several rooms near the fire were completely burned, and even the epitaphs were burnt. Black charcoal.

The fat man coughed violently. Blood spurted out of his nostrils. I went to help him, and he waved his hand and said it was okay. "It's much better, which is a good thing. I coughed up blood and my breathing is more comfortable."

Our faces were all black, our hair was all burned and curled, and many places on our bodies stung faintly - we must have been burned.

Look around. I was speechless and swallowed, thinking that all bad things would happen to us. The fat man spat aside the bloody spit, sat down on the wood that was still quite hot, feeling a little exhausted, and said to me: "* said that a single spark can start a prairie fire. That's so damn right. Naive, I can't leave Move. Take a break. You have to watch it again and kill all the sparks."

I nodded: "Be careful with your butt, don't burn it too." Then I stepped on those sparks.

"Speaking of buttocks, we pressed our buttocks onto the flames, and they were all extinguished at that time. How could it burn like this so quickly?" Fatty said, "There is no wind in this building."

I said: "We were pressing against the door at that time. There was window paper on the door. It was probably the sparks that slowly ignited the window paper."

"You said, Shi Shi Lei wouldn't put a few fire extinguishers here! This large wooden structure building is most afraid of catching fire." Fatty said:

"No one lives here, and no lightning can strike here." I said, "It's so humid here, and the chance of catching fire is too small. If your internal organs are injured, don't talk so much. If you can, say as little as possible. Well, have a good rest."

"If you want me to say nothing, you might as well just kill me," the fat man said. "Life is unpredictable, so you have to say one less thing. The more I say, the more of my style you will remember." Not at all - no, naive, do you smell anything strange?" My nose was covered in soot, and I couldn't smell anything, so I asked, "What does it smell like?"

"It smells like barbecued pork."

"Barbecued pork? Get up quickly!" I said. "Isn't your ass ripe? Are you sitting on the hot coals?"

"Fart! With how oily my ass is, Fatty, it definitely doesn't taste like barbecued pork. At the very least, it should taste like Peking duck! That's where the taste comes from."

The fat man pointed to the coffin in the tomb. The coffin had collapsed due to the fire, and the lid was completely burned off. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have resisted just now.

"Could it be that the body was burnt? But we all saw just now that the body is just a pile of bones. It is impossible to smell the smell of burning protein, let alone the smell of barbecued pork."

The floor was also badly burned. I walked over carefully and shined a flashlight into the coffin.

Suddenly, I was shocked and saw a strange charred corpse lying in the coffin. Moreover, the coffin was full of charcoal flakes.

This is not the skeleton we just saw in the coffin. Where did this body come from? At the same time, I also discovered that this was not an ancient corpse, but a modern human corpse. Judging from the equipment, this should be a member of my team. But the face was completely burnt.

The fat man wandered over, looked at it for a moment, and then pointed the flashlight above his head:

"It fell from above and hit the coffin." I looked up and saw a crack directly above the coffin, leading up to the upper floor of the ancient building.

"The fire burned through the ceiling and the body fell down and fell into the coffin?" I said to myself.

The fat man said: "Then he was burned to death?"

"It wasn't burned to death," I said. "We didn't hear any screams. You see, there's no soot in this man's nose. He was already a corpse before he fell. He should have been lying on the bed. The man upstairs was directly above the coffin and the fire burned through the ceiling and he fell down into the coffin."

"Is there such a coincidence?"

"It's not necessarily a coincidence."

Saying that, I asked the fat man to give me a hand. The fat man shook his head and said, "I can't do it anymore. Fatty, I'm old. It's you who will be here this time."

I looked at the fat man’s condition and thought it was right. So the fat man stepped on my shoulders and stretched his head, just in time to detect the crack, so he held up a flashlight to shine inside.

The fat man was extremely heavy. As soon as his whole body weight pressed down on me, I felt that there was a burst of air in my stomach that was about to be squeezed out. I quickly tightened my muscles to resist the fat man.

I couldn't see what the fat man was doing up there, but I only heard him shout: "Holy shit!"

I gritted my teeth and asked what was there. He said: "We found them, the old woman and the little brother are here, but..."

"But what?"

The fat man clicked his tongue: "Don't come up yet. You might not be able to accept it if you come up. The situation is not good, let me take a look first." To be continued