Ghost Blowing Lantern II

The exit of this short underground cave is a naturally formed falling water bridge. There is a Yin River flowing under the bridge. After crossing this natural stone bridge, the terrain in front suddenly opens up. I don’t know what the light source is, emitting a gray light. The hazy light is There are ancient buildings in the complex, and it is difficult to distinguish their scale and layout. We also cannot tell which dynasty and generation the antiquities of those houses and halls are. We only know that the shapes of the carved beams and painted columns are all ancient and unusual. It is difficult to imagine the Hundred-Eyed Grottoes. Why is there such an ancient palace buried here?

In this classical and gloomy house, there seemed to be many dark shadows walking back and forth, and the noise of people could be heard from far and near. Although the building was old, it did not look dilapidated at all. It seemed that there were still people living in it. The three of us I was stunned to see it. Could it be that I had really entered the underworld where the dead and the undead gathered? I even began to wonder whether I was alive or dead. Otherwise, how could I have seen this hellish scene?

I saw water under the stone bridge, so I quickly squatted down and splashed a few handfuls of cold water on my face. The water was so cold that I was definitely not wandering in a dream. The scene before me was real.

Fatty and Ding Sitian also followed my example and washed their faces with cold water. Fatty said: "This Falling Water Bridge reminds me of my home in Fujian. There is also such a bridge formed by an underground waterfall in our cave over there. The natural stone bridge cave is called Immortal Bridge by fellow villagers, but at that time, Old Hu used to confuse the public by saying that the bridge was formed by the peeing of immortals... The front seems to be an underworld. Once you walk in, you don't know what else will happen in this life. If there is a chance to go home and see the Immortal Bridge, let’s be mentally prepared to go to the underworld and post a big-character poster on the face of a bull-headed horse.”

I saw that Ding Sitian also had a sad look on her face. Maybe when she heard Fatty mention going home, she also thought of her hometown of Beijing. At that time, I didn’t know that people often have negative feelings towards the hometown where they grew up under great pressure. With great nostalgia, I looked at the gray buildings deep in the cave, sighed and said to Ding Sitian and Fatty: "Where can we still have home? Our parents have either been censored and quarantined, or they have been arranged to stand aside. , the house at home has been sealed. Since the revolutionaries regard the world as their own responsibility, from now on, the world will be their home..." At this point, I felt an inexplicable fire in my heart. I bit down and stood up, calling the fat man and Ding Si. Tian: "The imperial cultivators have been completely buried by us. Are we still afraid of the underworld and the king of hell? Since we have come to this step, we will never look back until we find Lao Sheepskin. I think we can just go there. It depends. Let’s see what this ghost town has to offer.”

The three of us were stimulated by the cold water and felt a lot more energetic. We sang a struggle song about concentrating our firepower against the gangsters, and walked step by step into the gray shadow. There were ghost fires floating on the walls of the cave. The ghost fires were actually phosphorus fires. Once When a living person's yang energy approaches, the green and faint fireballs will flicker and disappear with the trace of the person. We only dare to go deeper with the solemn and heroic emotions in our hearts. This kind of behavior is already rare and commendable, but it can be followed by The further away from the mist-shrouded city, the softer the soles of my feet became, as if I had stepped on a cotton sheath.

I secretly cursed myself for being useless, why my feet were so scared when I walked. In the future, if I really see the enemy's bayonet on the battlefield of the Third World War to liberate all mankind, I will wet my pants because of fear?

At this time, a gray figure floated straight towards us. The three of us were shocked and hurriedly hid aside. A gust of wind blew from the entrance of the cave. The figure immediately disappeared into the dark underground. The strange wind At the scroll, the large building with flashing lights and silhouettes suddenly disappeared in an instant, leaving only countless will-o'-the-wisps flashing in the cracks of the rocks. We were greatly surprised: "Have you seen a ghost market?" The fat man waved his arms there. After touching the place where the figure disappeared for a long time, he asked curiously: "Why did it get buried in the ground?"

I felt that my feet were getting more and more rootless, so I quickly pulled Ding Sitian and Fatty to lean against Shibi Mountain. Only then did I realize that it was not fear that made my feet weak, but that the ground was not flat, and I would step on many arc-shaped objects when I walked around. It’s easy to lose your center of gravity because of the stones. The floor of the cave was covered by a layer of light smoke, and every foot sank into it. I couldn’t see what was stepping on it. I reached out to touch the ground to see what it was. thing?

Ding Sitian asked me nervously what was on the ground? Is it the head and bones of a dead person? I said how could a dead person's head be so big? It looked like the bottom of a pot lying upside down on the ground. It felt quite smooth. As I was talking, I touched the gap and with one hand, a large piece of it protruded from the ground. Things were uncovered.

Taking a closer look amid the pungent smoke and stench, it turned out that what I had lifted up was a huge turtle shell. There were also the remains of the old turtle in the shell, all of which had emerged. It seemed that there was no place under the cave. How many turtle bones were there, both Fatty and Ding Sitian were baffled as to what was going on.

But I felt a little enlightened: "This is the turtle's resting place, the real turtle's resting place. It is the place where the old turtles in the sea climbed onto the land to bury their bones when they knew they were not going to live long. It is the same as the "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique" The description is exactly the same, the dead bodies buried in the upper cave must be trying to ascend through the aura of the Turtle Sleeping Treasure Land."

Ding Sitian asked me: "What about this underworld?" I shook my head. My knowledge is extremely limited. Who knows what the ancient people thought. However, it is said that there is a legend in coastal areas that turtles enter the sea and turn into mirages. When a thousand-year-old turtle crawls from land into the sea, it will lose its shape and turn into the illusion of a mirage. When you see a fairy mountain in the sea that does not exist, it is actually a mirage created by the turtle's encounter with the sea air. , the scene that the giant turtle saw during his lifetime produced this elusive sea air in the sea. However, in Qingwu Shu, it is said that there is actually no turtle in the sea. What he wants to explain probably refers to the lunar air and turtle Ao in the sea. Fishes, dragons and other spiritual creatures are connected.

Old turtles that have lived in the sea for thousands of years have a large amount of sea air in their tortoise shells. Therefore, the place where the turtles are buried must always have sea air. The gray buildings we saw are extremely... It may be an area where a group of turtles lived in the sea. It was a place on the sea in ancient times. I estimate that the dead people buried here and the folklore about this ghost yamen, Bacheng was created by the floating sea air in the turtle bones. The image of phantom cloth is regarded as the underworld.

At that time, I only knew a little bit about Qingwu. I was reading the "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique" when I was idle in the mountains. In addition, I had always heard these stories from my grandfather Hu Guohua, so I knew a little bit about it. I had no idea about the specific theory. Anyway, Fatty and Ding Sitian couldn't understand it anyway, so we had to put it aside and continue to search for Lao Sheepskin in this large cave full of ghosts.

Walking further in, the cave has reached the end. There are milkstones above the ground above the head, and light smoke is lingering. There is a big stone bed here, and under the stone bed there are many small stone coffins. Each one is human-shaped, less than half a meter long, and they are swaying here and there. They were placed very randomly, with different male and female figures engraved on them. Although the expressions were vivid and expressive, the faces made people feel very hateful. The fat man was upset and kicked over a small stone coffin, which had been pried open long ago. It was opened, then closed again, and the lid was not tightly sealed. When the fat man kicked it, the sarcophagus fell over and the contents rolled on the ground. It turned out to be a dead yellow man. The fat man couldn't help but cursed at the bad luck.

I found that this stone platform was carved with many scenes of a masked woman doing divination and practicing witchcraft. Many people worshiped devoutly. I reminded the fat man not to move around. This place may be where the corpse of the masked witch was placed, but maybe It is not appropriate that it is a corpse. The woman's hollowed-out body should be a prop used by the magicians to deceive people's hearts. In addition, seeing the corpse of a witch for the first time in the secret room made me feel uneasy. At this moment, it appeared again, perhaps not far from the old sheepskin and the copper box.

While I was talking to the fat man, Ding Sitian turned to the opposite side of the stone platform and suddenly let out a soft cry. I quickly went over and took a look. I saw Lao Yangpi passed out behind the stone platform holding the copper box. The flat and rectangular stone platform looked like a He had pushed open a gap in the lid, revealing a cave underneath, which was filled with huge bricks. There were black dragon-shaped marks on the bricks. The dragon's body was completely simple. If it weren't for its claws, it would be easy for people to mistake it for a loach. , I saw something different among them, so I took a closer look. The dragon-shaped marks on the bricks were almost identical in shape. The most puzzling thing was that these dragons had no eyes. As the saying goes, "To draw a dragon, you need to be careful." Doesn't being blind make you a blind dragon? There are also layers of turtle bones in this cave, which seems to be a "golden well" in the Feng Shui Yin Cave, used to condense the vitality in the earth's veins. I wonder what the dragon painting means? I guess the dragons on the wall have no eyes. Was it the work of the Japanese? But looking at the marks, they don't look like it. There are no signs of being scraped off by humans. The reason for this is that I can't figure it out even if I try hard.

But I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the strange copper box had not been opened. The three of them went over to help Lao Yangpi up, rubbed his chest and beat his back, and called out again and again, and finally woke up Lao Yangpi. It turned out that he had pushed him away. When I was looking at this stone slab, I was hit by the gloomy air deposited below, and I fainted to the ground. Fortunately, it was a golden well in an ancient tomb. Although the gas inside had been accumulated for many years, it was the vitality of a geomantic treasure land. Otherwise, if I was washed away by the corpse air, Yes, at least two of the three souls have been eliminated.

Lao Yangpi calmed down and still didn't understand how the three of us found him. Although I had many things to ask him, I saw that the wind in the cave came and went, and when there was no wind, the hazy houses and buildings It showed its shape again, and the ghost atmosphere increased sharply when it was shadowy. It seemed that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time, and it was not a place to talk, so I wanted to lead everyone to leave quickly, but Lao Yangpi's eyes were distracted and he stared at the copper box on the ground: " Quickly put the copper box into the gold well..." He kept saying this to us over and over again, turning it over and over.

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