Niushou Mountain is not a lofty mountain, it is just a branch of Xuanshan Mountain.
Behind it is the continuous Xuanshan Mountains, a vast sea of forests, solitary peaks and cliffs, layers of pines covering each other, and bluegrass and Ganoderma lucidum hidden behind the rocks.
Song Qi led the way, pricking his fingers from time to time and spilling the blood drop by drop to make money for the journey.
"The big tomb in Niushou Mountain is covered with formations. If you don't hold a token, you can only use blood as a guide."
Song Qi groaned, he was old and weak. , not much energy.
The matter of leading the way was undoubtedly a torment for him.
Lin Jiugong saw it but was speechless in his heart.
They originated from the Shangqing sect, but they declined many generations ago.
The so-called half vulgarity and half Taoism is just to make a living.
He did not understand or agree with his senior brother's behavior of digging graves, but he was still a senior brother after all.
If one day a young hero beheaded his senior brother, Lin Jiugong would only sigh, and then the two disciples would stay here to clean up Boss Song's affairs.
But today, seeing his once high-spirited senior brother become like this, Lin Jiugong felt not only sadness but also a trace of self-pity in his heart.
The word "cultivation" is originally about competing with God for destiny. If you can compete with it, you will be an immortal immortal, but if you can't compete, you will be born, old, sick and die.
Senior brother has already lost.
What fate awaits me in the future?
The road to spiritual practice is difficult.
Song Qi didn’t know that his decaying figure had actually aroused his junior brother’s desire to follow the Tao.
He led a few people around and finally came to a place.
Looking at a vermilion archway from a distance, there is a blue plaque hanging on it with three large golden characters of "Lingxing Gate" written on it. The paint surface has already been mottled by the impact of time.
Not far from the Lingxing Gate, there is a stone incense burner. It has long been filled with turbid water and is covered with green algae.
There are clusters of ancient trees around, and the locust and cypress trees seem to be stained with a layer of smoke and dust, giving off a rusty atmosphere.
"Every temple has this Lingxing Gate. Lingxing is also called Tianmen Star. Crossing this boundary is the separation between immortals and mortals." Song Qi was very impressed by the nobles of the previous dynasty who built the tomb here. Don't take it seriously: "Ordinary people don't practice cultivation when they are alive. When they die, they hope to become immortals."
"It's just a compliment, Mr. Song doesn't need to be too harsh."
< p>Su Chedu has the feeling of visiting certain scenic spots alone during the off-season.This place looks like a recently abandoned temple, not a big tomb.
After passing the Lingxing Gate, the Shinto is in front of you. The left and right sides of the bluestone slab are covered with stone wengzhong, including stone horses, stone generals, and stone camels, all of which are lifelike and full of muscles. A hundred years later, you can still see the skillful hands of the craftsmen of those days.
"There was a formation here back then, and it took me a lot of effort to break it." Song Qi seemed to have returned to his own world.His past years.
"The Lingxing Gate can accumulate star power. If later people do not carry tokens of worship, these stone figurines will come alive and kill them. Although each one is clumsy, they have brute strength."
He pointed to the dots of red marks on the forehead of a stone general and said, "That should be the blood I spattered on it back then."
Su Che looked at the slightly dull look on the stone statue. It’s hard to imagine what these things will look like when they come to life.
"After all these years, they have all dispersed."
Song Qi let out a long sigh and led the others to move forward.
There is a temple not far ahead, which also has a blue plaque with the words "Feng'en Temple" written on it.
"This is the place where the dignitary from the previous dynasty enjoyed the sacrifices of his descendants. There are several tablets inside, but there is nothing magical in them. When I came here last time, I hated him for messing with the Shinto. He went in and pissed on his memorial tablet, and then he set it on fire before Su Che could say anything. Yuan Caiyi on the other side said.
"Is it enjoyable?"
"It has been decades, but it still feels a little pleasant to think about it today."
Song Qi looked at the palace in front of him.
"Alas, one drink and one peck, could it be the past? When we come out of his tomb, we will burn this thing for him."
Chu Yuan looked around. Later layout.
"Looking at this, except for the Lingxing Gate, which can be seen to be the work of wise people, the rest seems to have been completed with people's power. To build such a scale, I don't know how much time it will take. How much time does it take?"
"I enjoy it so much when I am dead, but I don't know how to be extravagant and lustful when I am alive."
Qin Ben is a little resentful. He has seen too many people who are rich and unkind. My dear, today I saw an old man who was greedy for wealth and was ruthless.
"It’s okay if you don’t want to see this ruined temple. Behind it is Baocheng. Once you enter Baocheng, you can see the tomb passage I broke through back then, and follow it into the big tomb in Niushou Mountain."
Su Che looked at Fengen Hall in front of him.
"It's better to go in and take a look."
Su Che said.
"Brother-in-law, there is nothing good to see inside."
Qin Ben now wants to see what kind of character this extravagant and lustful old ghost is.
"You want to see it?"
Among this group of people, the one Song Qi values most is "Liu Yidao".
Lao Song would not have made this trip if it weren’t for the Xuanyou Dao True Pill in his hand.
"Not bad."
Su Che praised himself and others.
If I were one of the former dignitaries, I would have left something behind for future generations.
A thousand-year field, eight hundred owners.
People have their fortunes in life, and families also have their ups and downs.
If the family declines in the future, I am afraid that I will only be a lonely ghost in the tomb.
Su CheI feel that if I were that dignitary of the previous dynasty, I would definitely leave a way for future generations to stand up in case of decline.
"Then let's go in and have a look."
Song Qi led a group of people, pushed open the dusty door of Fengen Palace and entered the palace.
There is nothing in it.
A high platform of blue bricks was built in front of the temple, presumably where the tablet of the God and Lord was placed.
A series of palaces and pavilions are painted behind the high platform, with auspicious clouds guarding the pavilions. It looks like an immortal palace, which is nothing more than saying that the owner of this place has ascended to immortality and passed away.
It’s just that there isn’t even half an immortal in this fairy palace, which looks quite scary.
There is a disguised picture painted on the left and right sides.
The content is quite coherent.
The painting on the left shows a blue lion rising from the sea. It is supernatural in nature. In addition to the head in the middle, there are six other heads, each of which is extremely ferocious.
These seven green lions fight all kinds of prey in the sea, including humans, demons, aquatic tribes, etc. The corpses of various prey pile up under them to form a hill.
Later, these seven green lions seemed to have a great enlightenment. He wandered on the sea, and finally worshiped at the mountain gate on a fairy island and transformed into a majestic Taoist.
The picture on the right is not as well preserved as the one on the left, but it can be vaguely seen that the Taoist later transformed into an ancient Buddha with a lion head and a six-foot-long golden body.
Then there was a scene of a group of little people worshiping the ancient Buddha, one of whom looked particularly tall.
I think it means the origin of the Tathagata Tathagata, the Lion Green Lotus, and the roots of the owner of the tomb here.
Could it be that the owner of this big tomb was also a disciple of the old lion?
Su Che thought this through and frowned even more when looking at the destroyed picture on the right.
The traces on the mural on the right do not appear to have fallen off naturally.
The left and right sides should have been made during the construction of this tomb. The left side is intact and has exquisite strokes, but the right side is mostly damaged.
If it is caused by nature.
The degree of damage on both sides should be about the same.
Someone on the right obviously covered it up on purpose, but I don’t know who did it.
However, as long as we can enter the tomb, these problems may be easily solved.
Su Che looked around and saw that everything was bare here. Except for the murals on both sides, which had a relatively high artistic content and could be entered into museums, he couldn't find anything valuable.
Suddenly Su Che saw the green bricks under his feet and had some thoughts in his heart.
A ruthless person like the coffin shop Lao Song probably has little respect for the owner of the tomb.
If the owner of the tomb here really wants to leave something for future generations, it must be that only those filial sons and grandchildren can get it.
Thinking of this section, Su Che carefully groped on the blue bricks according to the position where the tablet of the God should be placed.
“Brother Yue, Boss Song is so lonely and cold, this placeEven two kilograms of scrap metal was asked to be taken away. ”
Chu Yuan chuckled: “Don’t step around here.” ”
As Su Che stepped on it, a piece of the green bricks under his feet was indeed loose. There seemed to be space underneath, but the looseness was very weak. If he hadn’t intentionally explored it, he would have definitely missed it.
With joy in his heart, Su Che opened the blue brick with all his strength, and there was indeed a rusty copper box hidden underneath, about the size of a book.
"Hey, Lao Chu. But I was wrong. Qin Ben came over curiously: "Brother Yue, if you follow Boss Song, you will make a fortune sooner or later." ”
Actually, I also have a pseudonym named Hu Bayi.
Su Che was also a little excited. Speaking of which, the contents of the copper box were picked up entirely by his own ability. The second treasure.
Looking at the size of this thing and the possible relationship between the tomb owner and the old lion, could one of the nine pages of the golden book be hidden here?
Su Che happily opened the copper box and saw a piece of plain silk with a small line of crooked writing on it.
Mr. Su was instantly angry. p>The people around me laughed.
"You're late, Kong Konger Yazheng. ”