In a short distance of ten kilometers, we were shocked for nearly three hours. There is no other way. The road from Nanping Town to Shenwu Mountain is bumpy. In addition, it has been snowing for the past two days. The road has been squeezed by a lot of snow, making it extremely difficult to drive.
At first, the van driver was reluctant to go, saying that he was afraid of slipping. It was not until Wang Jiong paid him a hundred dollars and tied an iron chain to the wheel before the driver was willing to pull us.
Even so, the driver did not pull us to Shenwu Mountain, but pulled us to a position one mile away from Shenwu Mountain, put us down, said yes, there is no road ahead, we must get Rely on our own to walk through.
Wang Jiong didn't say anything about this. After paying the fare, he gave each of us a tree branch to use as a cane.
In this way, the five of us walked towards Shenwu Mountain, leaning on the branches of the tree.
Frankly speaking, although the surrounding area of Shenwu Mountain is relatively poor in modern times, in ancient times there was the name of the town of generals. Many famous generals walked out of this mountain. In the whole of Hunan, it is Feng Zhu. Long Xiang is full of talents.
However, the time has passed, and the former home of generals has now become a remote corridor of poor villages. I have to say that things are impermanent.
It took about an hour. The five of us finally arrived at Shenwu Mountain. From a distance, the entire Shenwu Mountain has become a snow-capped mountain. The houses of the surrounding villagers are even more like one due to the snow. Like a white yurt, it surrounds Shenwu Mountain, presenting a poetic and picturesque scene.
"Brother Luo, did you see it? I told you that the place where the crow committed suicide was there." Standing at the foot of Shenwu Mountain, Wang Jiong raised his hand and pointed to the left.
I followed his finger and found that there was a cave about ten meters away from us, and we could vaguely see the corpses of some old crows lying on the ground.
I frowned, did not speak, and followed Wang Jiong in that direction.
When we came to the location of the cave, there was a huge stone slab at the entrance of the cave, which blocked the entire cave. Then Wang Jiong sent a cigarette to each of us and said, "Several people smoke cigarettes. , Warm your body."
After receiving the cigarette, I asked him why he didn't go in directly.
He rubbed his stiff hands and said, "Brother Luo, this is the entrance to the tomb. If you can go in, you must have permission from above."
I glanced at him, lit a cigarette, took a sip, and looked at the surrounding environment. I found the location of the entrance to the mausoleum was very well chosen. In a word of Feng Shui, this entrance can be called a The outer gas is horizontal, the inner gas stops growing, and the gas reservoir is in the soil.
It is a perfect place to open the entrance here.
"Brother Wang, how long will you have to wait outside in this cold weather?" Xie Yinshan said abruptly.
"It won't be long!" Wang Jiong replied, raising his hand and knocking on the stone slab.
His knocking on the slate was a bit weird. First he used his left hand to knock three times where the slate was in contact with the ground, and then he knocked seven times on the left side of the slate near the wall.
I put all this in my eyes and thought in my heart, this is probably a secret sign to open the door.
Sure enough, after Wang Jiong finished knocking on the slate, a sound came out from inside, which was also the sound of knocking on the slate.
Upon hearing this sound, I looked at Wang Jiong, and saw his brows furrowed and cursed secretly: "Grass, what the hell is this Xie Leiting doing."
He murmured a few words cursively, then raised his hand and knocked on the slate a few times.
Soon, there was another sound of knocking a stone inside, which made Wang Jiong's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help cursing: "Mad, this damn Xie Leiting, didn't let us in."
As soon as I heard it, I immediately asked him what was going on.
He smiled apologetically at me and said: "Then Xie Leiting thinks this is our eighth private affair, and it is not appropriate to let outsiders join in, and refuse to open the stone door to us."
Hearing this, I was also drunk, and I was about to say that I was from the eighth office. When I saw the three brothers of the Xie family, I swallowed what I said, guessing that these three were not.
After listening to Wang Jiong's words, the Xie family smiled, and Xie Yinshan said: "Brother Wang, or else, our three brothers will leave first."
Wang Jiong smiled awkwardly, and said with a grin: "Three, give me three minutes."
After speaking, his face sank, and he raised his hand again and knocked on the stone slab a few times.
This time, he knocked the stone slab extremely hard, and the stone slab made a dull sound.
What surprised me was that after Wang Jiong finished knocking on the slate, there was no sound. After a full minute or two, the slate moved slowly, and then the whole slate was slowly pulled up.
Seeing this, I listened, and I heard a faint, crisp sound, which was the sound of a gear made of wood rotating. That is to say, the slate was pulled up not because of manpower, but Some kind of institution.
This made me breathe quickly. I stared at the slate for a long time, but I didn't see anything until Wang Jiong pulled me up and said, "Brother Luo, let's go in!"
With a cry, I stepped forward and walked inside, but my eyes kept staring at the top of the stone slab.
After we entered the cave, the stone slab was slowly put down again, blocking the entire cave extremely tightly, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as airtight.
As the stone slab closed, there was a bit of warmth in the entire cave. I took this opportunity to look at the location of the entrance. It was not big, and it was about two meters wide. If it was long, there was no end in sight, and it was winding underground. Extending it, there are several tools diagonally placed around the entrance, all of which are hoes and iron trees for digging caves.
What surprised me was that I didn't see anyone at the location inside this cave. I had to know that when I was outside, I could clearly hear someone knocking on the slate.
People
I asked this question. The explanation Wang Jiong gave me was that it was the people from Office No. 8 who were in the center of the entire mausoleum, which was the control room of the agency. The previous sound of knocking the slate was caused by From the agency control room.
Listening to these words, my heart shook wildly. With the magic of Mohist institutions, I definitely have this ability.
At the moment, I couldn’t help but become a little bit short of breath. I just wanted to see the person who arranged the organ earlier, and the three brothers of the Xie family had similar reactions to me. They were very excited, and Xie Jinshan, who had never spoken before, A look of respect also flashed across his face.
Then Wang Jiong caught our reaction in front of his eyes and led us forward. As he walked, he introduced us to the mausoleum.
At first, I listened with gusto, but gradually I felt something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.
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