Several people searched around the hotel with flashlights until early in the morning before returning to their room to sleep. A Yan still did not give up, and was dragged back by Yin Zhou's arm. For safety, the little Taoist pasted talisman papers on the doors and windows. Lin Yan was afraid of Xiao Yu. Unable to bear the Ghost-Suppressing Talisman, he insisted on refusing, sitting on the edge of the bed with his slippers in his hand, looking left and right, unable to figure out anything.
"From now on, don't go anywhere alone, even in your dreams." Xiao Yu said thoughtfully, "Remember what you said."
"what I said?"
Xiao Yu stared at the rolling mountains outside the window, and said softly: "Don't stay too far away from me, no matter what, trust me."
The rotting face in the nightmare flashed in his mind, Lin Yan couldn't help shivering, glanced at Xiao Yu quickly, and nodded.
The wind blew harder, like a sharp and huge whistle. Lin Yan lay on the bed and recalled the dream he had experienced from the beginning. A sudden detail made him feel cold. Has he really never been out of the house? ? The shock made him move towards Xiao Yu's side, Xiao Yu grabbed his waist and said lightly: "Sleep, you will find out when you walk along the road tomorrow."
There was nothing to say all night, and each was preoccupied.
The next day was actually a rare fine weather, the sky was blue and blue, the clouds were very white, and the poplar trees beside the road were blown by the wind, rattling.
The small restaurant on the first floor of the hotel has set up an early food stall, and it is already open for business. The girl moves quickly, picking up fried dough sticks from the pot. Lin Yan asked her about the traffic conditions nearby. There is only one bus in the whole town, but there is no If you don't go in the direction of the ancient tomb, the mountain road is difficult to travel. After breakfast, several people stopped an ox cart on the side of the road and sat in the cart to drive to the ancient tomb.
The dew in the morning is not yet dry, the empty mountain is silent, and the cuckoo's cries can be heard. The morning mist is exposed to the sun and flutters, like a soft veil of milky white gauze. Persimmon trees and pine trees are looming in the mist. The air is cool.
"A good place." Yin Zhou praised, "It's not in vain to relax for a few days."
The coachman was wearing a white jacket, and while driving the cattle, he said loudly: "You guys really know how to play. Our place is famous for its beautiful scenery, but it's a pity that the place is a bit out of the way."
"The road is not flat, sit still." As soon as the words were finished, the ox cart drove through a big pothole. The three of them were unprepared and almost fell from the bump. Yin Zhou held his buttocks, and the driver laughed heartily.
A Yan has been staring into the distance in a daze, and at this moment he also gave a rare smile. Lin Yan took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, comforting him: "Don't worry, since your master has shown up, at least you can be sure what he is doing It has something to do with us, we will meet again sooner or later."
The little Taoist hugged his schoolbag tightly: "I, I'm afraid that something will happen to Master..."
Lin Yan shook his head: "Don't listen to Ah Zhou scaring people. Although we lived on the second floor last night, the roof is not high, and there are connected bungalows all around. It's easy to climb up."
"We still worry that we are more reliable."
Ayan could hear the guard in his words, and didn't speak again.
The bullock cart squeaked and turned onto a dirt road paved with gravel. The road was narrow and bumpy, and the branches of jujube trees on both sides were very low. From time to time, we had to bend down to avoid it. The stone bridge and brick houses disappeared. There are pressed green hills and thick green one after another everywhere, surrounded by mountains, forming a natural echo field, and the sound of birdsong is particularly crisp and melodious.
The driver put his straw hat on his head and hummed an unknown tune leisurely, his voice high and desolate.
The ancient tomb was much easier to find than expected. The bullock cart went around a lake, and a half-finished parking lot appeared in front of me, with flatbed trucks transporting sand, stones and bricks parked.
After walking for a while, the bullock cart stopped on the newly repaired square. At the end, a stone archway with triple arches led to the tomb passage. The stone steps made of bluestone went up all the way, and stone horse sculptures were placed at intervals on both sides. The stonemasons jingled Stones were hewn locally, and some pruned roses were piled up on the ground, and the gardener was placing pots in the flower beds.
Surrounded by mountains, there are dense old trees on both sides of the stone steps, squeezing the tomb path in the middle, which is extremely deep and dark, as if there is no sunlight all year round.
"It's not convenient to go back to the town here. How long will you guys play? I'll wait for you at the door." The coachman was very simple.
"No, no, I don't know what time it is. We'll find another way when we get back." Lin Yan rubbed his ass that was blown up while paying.
The coachman was very repulsed by the development of tourist areas, spat on the ground, and cursed: "You must go back before dark, this place is unlucky." He shook his head, "It's a shame to earn black money without conscience. What a place to play!"
Several people got out of the car and stood in a row under the archway.
A Yan touched the stone pillar, and said to himself: "It has only been built for two months, and the moss is already so thick."
"It's quite magnificent... Why does it feel so different from the mausoleums I have visited before?" Yin Zhou folded his arms and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, "Do you think the temperature has dropped? It's very cold and gloomy around here of."
"Remember the Ming Tombs?" Lin Yan said softly, "Ming people paid great attention to geomantic omen when building their mausoleums, and often spent many years choosing auspicious soil. Taking the Ming Tombs as an example, Yongshou Mountain is surrounded by three sides from the east, west and north. A small basin, the mausoleum area was built at the foot of the mountain, facing south from the north, with a river in front and green hills on the back, overlooking the southern plain from a high place, with a wide view.”
"See what's different about this one?"
Yin Zhou pulled out a long-sleeved dress and put it on, took a deep breath, and complained: "This is a wide field of vision, I wish I could squeeze into the mountain depression, I guess I won't see the sun for eight hundred years, people will freeze to death."
"Hey, the direction of this mountain is wrong, why is it in the south? And we passed a lake just now..."
Lin Yan said coldly: "It's all reversed. The mountains are in the south, and the water is in the north. The stagnant lake is half-moon-shaped, like a bow enclosing the tomb. It's really hard for the people who chose the site to find such a dangerous place. .”
Yin Zhou wondered: "It's true, but what's the use of making it like this?"
"Fengshui is particular about the location and furniture arrangement of people's houses. For example, the kitchen is like a knife, and the southwest is the male protagonist. The kitchen is built in the southwest corner of the home. It is not good for the male protagonist, and it is easy to cause hidden diseases. Another example is the southeast location. For female, if the male master lives in the southeast, the hexagram is called Tianfeng, and the master has an affair and is unfaithful, this is the feng shui used by living people." Lin Yan frowned.
"The mausoleum where the dead live is more feng shui. If the mausoleum is unlucky, it is difficult for the dead to sleep peacefully, and even unable to reincarnate."
The little Taoist nodded: "Yes, in the Ming and Ming Dynasties, an official offended the emperor. The emperor filled his tomb with red nitrate and cinnabar, which belonged to Yang. The coffin was buried at noon, forming an artificial "sea of fire hell". Nikkei suffered from the fire and exposed his corpse, and it is said that later generations dug up his body, and his bones were charred and carbonized, which was extremely tragic."
"Mausoleums and mausoleums pay attention to the balance of yin and yang. The place where officials are buried is the most yang, and this place is the most yin. Gathering grievances and raising corpses, the dead are frozen like being pierced by needles. Let alone reincarnation, the opening time of the museum is inauspicious, and there will be zombies." The little Taoist built a shelter with his hands, and squinted his eyes towards the towering Zhongtiao Mountain: "The dead will not resist. This is a man-made endless hell, and the methods are so vicious."
"I don't know how he got through it." Lin Yan pursed his lower lip, "The resentment keeps accumulating, so it's no wonder the evil spirits are at work."
The three of them walked through the Shinto, climbed up the stone steps, and passed by workers who were shirtless and put a white towel on their shoulders from time to time. The workers seldom saw outsiders, and they carried their burdens and looked at them curiously. .
Yin Zhou and the little Taoist walked in front, and Lin Yan followed behind. This place has changed from the deserted grass in his memory, and the roar of cement machines can be heard everywhere. After a while, more people will come Come here, vacation, travel, the children hold the hand of the adults, jumping around the coffin, the guard room will sell brochures, printing every cultural relic unearthed from the tomb, what he loved and used during his lifetime, All will be placed in a glass box for people to visit, and will no longer belong to him.
He didn't know where Xiao Yu's home was, probably for ghosts, the tomb was the only home where they could sleep peacefully.
"Sorry for making it like this." Lin Yan whispered to Xiao Yu.
The ghost didn't answer, but took a deep look at him, lifted the hem of his clothes, and strode forward.
Gu Dao Sensen, leading to the past life that he has long forgotten.
Lin Yan looked at Xiao Yu's back, and recalled the internship a few months ago with some warmth. The place where they first met and the story started, the miner's lamp was on and off, and he was the only one in the empty tomb. Mr. Jia in white was there beside him. Looking at him quietly from a distance, with lonely eyes, following him to look at the moon five hundred years later, the world has changed, and there is only one person to lean on.
I want to be side by side with him more than ever, to say that I am glad to meet you, and that I like you. Lin Yan took two steps, but the ghost was weird. He exuded a strange and cold aura around him, and his eyes were extremely cold. His hands seemed to be wrapped. Rubber-covered porcelain, the knuckles creak when the five fingers are stretched out, like a walking skeleton.
Lin Yan wanted to chase him, but when A Yan passed by, the little Taoist stopped him and shook his head.
"This is his territory, let's be careful." A Yan's voice was very low, "You, don't always forget that he is a ghost."
"It's all the same to me."
A Yan snorted contemptuously: "The choice of this tomb site is strange. If he seeks revenge and takes his life, what kind of ghost will he die? Don't blame me for not reminding you."
The stone steps turned straight down after turning to a high point, leading to a square dark entrance. A row of temporary bungalows was built with plywood at the entrance. The door was opened, and a middle-aged man with black and yellow skin flashed out. He could see it from afar. Lin Yan went up to greet the three of them, and when he heard that they were Professor Chen's students, the middle-aged man immediately showed a warm smile, then went back to the house to get a bunch of keys, and strode the three of them towards the grave.
Entering the entrance, the surroundings suddenly darkened, leaving only the dim light of the miner's lamps on both sides.
The tomb passage is located on the central axis of the ancient tomb. The stone walls on the left, right and top are made of blue bricks, which are extremely strong. The ancient tomb is very deep, and the further you go down, the colder you feel. The stone passage is not well ventilated, and the musty smell is pungent. Fortunately, A straight ladder is installed deep in the corridor, which can bypass the second half of the tomb passage and go directly to the bottom of the mausoleum.
The person in charge led the three of them inside while explaining the progress of the museum's construction. Lin Yan didn't listen very carefully, but felt that the surrounding echoes were loud, and every word he said was buzzing.
The elevator leads directly to the main hall, which is quite different from the previous one. The decayed wooden figurines and broken jade materials have been cleaned up, the hall is brightly lit, and a circle of glass display cabinets are built against the wall. Some funeral objects such as porcelain and jade are placed in the display cabinets. Illuminated by small yellow-orange spotlights, seven or eight cultural relic conservation personnel in the middle of the main hall were working carefully on the ground wearing white gloves.
The person in charge said hello one by one, and took a large bunch of keys from his belt: "Here we are, this one is open now, what should we look at first?"
Lin Yan glanced at the location of the main tomb. A new anti-theft door was installed, and the door was tightly closed.
"Can't you see the coffin bed?"
The person in charge smiled kindly: "Not now, you saw it when you came here. The site selection of the tomb is contrary to the burial scriptures. It is rare that the corpse and the coffin have not been damaged by tomb robbers for so many years. We have already put the corpse away for fear of excessive exposure to air oxidation. The bones are sealed up and wait for the experts to be in place for further testing of physique, gender, age and paleopathological research, all the equipment has arrived." He pointed to the sensors piled up on the ground, "This tomb is extremely valuable for studying the current status of ancient life, no wonder The professor asked you to study."
"After a while, samples may be taken back to the laboratory for research. If you want to see it, just wait a few more days."
Lin Yan imagined the scene where they took away Xiao Yu's thigh bone, and couldn't help feeling horrified.
After walking around in the front hall, Lin Yan and Yin Zhou lowered their voices to discuss countermeasures. He was a little impatient. With that ghost's temper, he was afraid that someone would kill him again when he saw someone moving his coffin. However, the two discussed with the person in charge for a long time. , The middle-aged man just spread his hands, expressing that it was the idea of the superior, and he was helpless. He didn't have the key to the main tomb, and it was impossible for Lin Yan to get close to the bones. On the other hand, the little Taoist priest had been carefully checking the anti-theft door. Taking advantage of the person in charge's absence, he quietly approached Lin Yan and said in a low voice, "I will open this door."
"In addition to exorcising ghosts, Master has also taught other things." Ayan raised the corner of her mouth proudly, "I didn't expect it to be useful one day."
"You know how to pick a lock?" Lin Yan asked in surprise.
"Taoism and Taoism are used in Fengshui tombs, and being able to open various doors is a craft handed down from the ancestors."
Lin Yan thought about it for a while, pulled Yin Zhou over, and surveyed the surrounding situation: "Comrade Technologist, this is your chance to show off. Can you handle the electronic anti-theft alarm system here?"
Yin Zhou narrowed his eyes and looked at the alarm with a small red light flashing on the wall, and snapped his fingers: "No problem, just remove it..."
He spoke too loudly, and Lin Yan stomped on his foot so hard that it hurt so much.
The person in charge turned his head, and the three of them stood side by side, smiling innocently.
The fact is that Lin Yan squeezed through his teeth: "Where are the night clothes you brought?"
"Common and often, be prepared." Yin Zhou blinked vigorously.