Ghost Blowing Lantern II

We broke into the rat cave and raised a gas lamp to shine. We saw that we were surrounded by ancient bricks. The bricks were so big that they looked like stone slabs. The ancient bricks above our heads were also gathered into a curved ceiling. However, these ancient brick tunnels were built very well. It is very simple. Many places have been sunk due to disrepair. In addition to the holes made by wild rats and the growth and erosion of tree roots above, the tunnel in front of us is riddled with holes and is beyond recognition. In panic and darkness, we I can't tell exactly what this is.

There are countless worms and white-flowered insect eggs in the old tree roots and soil deep on the top of the stone. It can be seen that the rats just built the rat mountain just to eat the insect eggs. Although centipedes are venomous and vicious, they are not good at burrowing. The ground was too big to fit into the rat hole, but at this time, a big gap opened in the hole where the rats gathered, so centipedes, big and small, rushed in to devour the escaping wild rats.

In order to avoid the menacing centipedes outside the cave, we had to retreat step by step deeper into this mysterious tunnel. The most difficult thing was that Lao Yangpi had a bloated belly and lost all his consciousness. The fat man couldn't carry him even if he wanted to, so he had to go with Ding Sitian. I grabbed his two arms and dragged him in all directions, and the only lighting item was the dim old kerosene lamp in my hand, which couldn't illuminate three or five steps away. I groped forward while using my feet. Pushing aside the wild rats gathered on the ground, it is better to say that they are "rubbing" inside instead of escaping deeper into the tunnel.

After walking a few steps, I heard another commotion from the group of rats behind me. I thought that centipedes had already entered the tunnel. I looked around and saw that several ancient bricks in front of me had been squeezed loose by tree roots. I added a little more. Due to external forces, this section of the tunnel had to collapse. At this point, we could only resort to dangerous measures. We would accept it if we were buried alive, so we quickly asked Fatty and Ding Sitian to drag Lao Sheepskin forward quickly. The faster, the better. Ignoring what was going on behind, he inserted the "Kangxi Sword" into its sheath, pointed the handle at the stone bricks above his head, and pounded and pried it.

As soon as I pried off the two stone bricks, the dirt and gravel on them rolled down one after another. I didn't dare to stop, so I pulled out and heard a loud "bang". The top of the tunnel followed and fell down, smashing the big and small wild rats below. There were many dead, and those centipedes couldn't get through for the time being. I wiped the sweat from my head, turned around and caught up with the fat man and others who had already walked some distance away.

The fat man heard the noise behind him and asked me if I had damaged the roof of the tunnel. I said that the escape route was cut off now and I could only hope that there would be another exit ahead. Faced with this situation, the three of them were somewhat panicked. This dark tunnel had no end, and they didn't know if there was another exit. Although there were still many big-eyed thieves here, they could get out. We can't get out of the hole. If we were buried alive in this smelly, muddy rat's nest, it would be too cowardly a way to die.

My grandfather used to make a living by reading Feng Shui and land. He once met some craftsmen who robbed tombs. I heard him say that tomb robbers were engaged in the business of traveling between the Yin and Yang worlds. No one who is capable in this business is timid, but they also have very special abilities. The thing he fears most is being buried alive in the ground. That is the worst way to die.

However, among the people who fought upside down, there are "Mojin School Guards" who are good at understanding the ground. They can look at the shape of mountains and identify the earth's veins internally. Whether they are on the ground or underground, they can judge the topography and earth veins. Come, there is a great connection in the universe, and mountains and rivers have true nature. They regard mountains and rivers as living beings. "The body of mountains is composed of stones as bones, trees as clothes, grass as hair, water as blood, clouds and smoke as spirit, and mist as spirit." "Mist is the color of the complexion". As long as one can feel the pulse of life in mountains, rivers and water, one can surely find the "door to life" in desperate situations.

Of course, I didn’t understand these profound Feng Shui secrets at that time. I just remember that my grandfather probably said this, and I couldn’t help but feel a little envious of the "Golden Captain". There is no way to distinguish good or bad things in the world. If it is "Captain Touching the Gold" is here, can they tell where this dark underground tunnel leads to? I even feel that this tunnel made of ancient bricks is very much like the tomb passage in the tomb robbing story. Maybe there will be a big coffin at the end.

I was thinking wildly and took over from Ding Sitian. I lifted up the old sheepskin with the fat man. Ding Sitian was carrying a hunting rifle and held up a lamp to illuminate us. The three of them groped forward slowly. I inadvertently reflected on them the thoughts I just had. Having said that, Ding Sitian asked curiously: "When we met together, I also heard you tell the story of Feng Shui tomb robbing. Could it be that your ancestors were in this business?"

Before I could answer, the fat man answered for me: "Lao Hu, his grandfather was a big landowner. After being discovered by the revolutionary masses, he was criticized and criticized ten thousand times, and Lao Hu was given the thumbs up." He is a filial son and grandson of the landlord class. Otherwise, why didn’t he join the army? My situation is exactly the opposite of his. In fact, our ancestors were all beggars. Isn’t it honorable to be so poor? But our old man has a history. The problem was not explained clearly, and it seemed that there were still some current problems. I still haven’t figured out whether it was a historical reaction or a current reaction. As a result, I was also labeled as a revisionist white-college seedling, and I was also not allowed to join the army. You said that my shining red heart is obvious to all, isn’t it? Who the hell did I offend?"

The fat man's words touched on everyone's pain, and all three of them looked sad. I thought to myself, what the hell was there to mention about these rotten things. I felt uncomfortable talking too much, so I had to change the subject quickly, so I said to the fat man and Ding Si while walking. Tian said: "My grandfather does have a few acres of thin land, but he is not a big landowner, and he is not a tomb robber. He just knows some masters of reverse fighting and has seen big rice dumplings with his own eyes." I'm worried that they won't understand the jargon. He also explained that fighting upside down is tomb robbing, and zongzi is the corpse in the tomb. I heard from my grandfather that there are usually 360 professions in the world, and the top scholar in each profession, but in fact, singing is a traditional Chinese industry that has its own system. There are seventy-two professions, each with its own inheritance and ancestors, such as butcher, tailor, carpenter, tomb robber, bandit, etc. Do you know which profession is the most awesome among them? There is a saying that is very insightful: "In the seventy-two lines, tomb robbing is the king." Because the technology, knowledge, courage, and craftsmanship required for tomb robbing, as well as the rewards and risks of tomb robbing, are completely incomparable to the other seventy-one lines. Not only that, but the world also recognizes that "grave robbing and fighting, and gold-touching are the kings." Therefore, the "gold-touching captain" is the real king among kings in traditional Chinese occupations.

The fat man didn't understand and pretended to understand and said: "Oh, after all this fuss, do you think we have entered a tomb passage now? In fact, I don't think there is anything terrible about robbing tombs. Aren't ancient tombs just places where dead people are buried? Those emperors and generals in feudal society Aren’t they all defeated by talented men and beautiful women?”