Shao Ling calmly stared at the sudden darkness in front of him, comparing in his heart with the paintings he had experienced before. If the previous darkness was all dramatic, then everything in front of him was a bit terrifying.
The pale moonlight makes it possible to vaguely see the graves and stone tablets on this cemetery, and I don’t know what birds will occasionally make unheard of strange cries, and there is a hillside road that is one foot deep and one foot shallow. The child called faintly among the grass.
The smell in the nose is unique to the mountains, from the grass, soil, rocks, and these ancient steles.
"When I was working in Beijing," Li Xiaochun said suddenly, "I heard the old Beijingers talk about who's 'dead', and they said 'I heard the cricket cry'. I didn't quite understand it at first, but only now. I understand, there are a lot of crickets in the cemetery of Ganqinger."
Shao Ling did not rush forward, but stopped temporarily at a place slightly far from the tomb: "It's getting dark too fast today."
"Isn't everything in the painting quite abnormal?" Li Xiaochun accepted the abnormality of the painting so quickly.
"No, in the past, day and night had certain rules. Even if the daytime was only four short hours, the world would 'turn off the lights' only after four hours," Shao Ling took the painting "Reverse Journey" as an example. , "But the darkness in this place was abrupt, like... man-made."
Li Xiaochun didn't say a word. He thought that it could not be "man-made" to make it dark, and it had to be "natural" to do it.
Li Xiaochun is not afraid of being fake in the circle of black lights and blind fire, but his life abroad for many years tells him that even if he is very timid, he should not let others see it - not to beware of Shao Ling, but, after so many years, he has become accustomed to certain aspects. Hide your own nature.
Li Xiaochun pretended to be calm and stood beside Shao Ling, listening to the crickets crickets in his ears, his heart was up and down, and his eyes couldn't help looking around. He couldn't help himself. The habit was broken in an instant—"Aah—" A few screams cut through the night sky, and several night birds flew away.
Shao Ling also barely maintained his composure: "What are you calling?"
Li Xiaochun stammered: "There is something on your back, behind you."
Shao Ling took two steps forward vigilantly and then suddenly turned around. Sure enough, he saw a cluster of red firelights like a long tail. What was even more terrifying was that the firelight actually followed him. When he moved, the fire followed.
Shao Ling took a deep breath and stared at the eerie red flames motionlessly.
Li Xiaochun was so frightened that he stepped back, and Shao Ling hurriedly said, "Don't move, it will follow you if you move."
"This... There is still feudal superstition in this painting..." Li Xiaochun only felt that his calf was twisted, and at the moment he had no energy to move, "Mr. Shao, this... Is this a ghost fire?"
"The scientific argument should be phosphorus fire," Shao Ling watched as the fire gradually weakened, "We are in the burial mound, and naturally there will be some bones that are not completely decomposed. These things may produce phosphine, phosphine. The ignition point is very low, and it is likely to spontaneously ignite in summer."
"But, ghost fire, no, why can phosphorus fire follow people?" Li Xiaochun saw the ghost fire following people and setting them on fire in the village when he was a child.
"Because, when walking, the air flow around the feet is high and the pressure is low." Shao Ling said a little jerky, "My science degree is average, probably that's what I mean."
Li Xiaochun stared at the phosphorous fire that was gradually extinguishing for a moment, as if he couldn't fully believe in the "scientific truth" that Shao Ling said if he didn't see the fire extinguished.
Who knows, this fire not only did not go out, but suddenly burst into a lot of small sparks when it was about to burn out, and then it ignited into a big ball, like a basketball, half-suspended in the air, and there is a hanging down below. Tail-like flames.
Li Xiaochun was completely stunned, and twisted his thigh fiercely. I really hoped that he would still be in the exhibition hall of Niansu Art Museum when he woke up. Sayazi rushed to Shao Ling's side: "Mr. Shao Shao Shao, this, this, this..."
Shao Ling took a few steps back, but his eyes were fixed on the ghost fire in front of him. According to this strange burning phenomenon, it can be basically concluded that it is not phosphine burning, but...
"Mr. Shao Shao," Li Xiaochun tried to calm himself down, "Do you think this ghost fire made the sky dark?"
"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon," Shao Ling stared at the abnormally red flame, and found that after staring at it for a long time, he could gradually see the burning core inside through the flame, which was a large piece of bone. The bones are burning."
"What story is burning?" Li Xiaochun asked boldly.
"Bone remains are the bones of a person left after the corpse has been decomposed or cremated." After Shao Ling said this, he suddenly found that the burning bone became clearer, and he could even see the residual edge of the bone, as if it was a It was caused by being beaten with a heavy tool. "This bone does not seem to be caused by decay and cremation."
"What caused that?" Li Xiaochun also saw the burning bone, as if the bone was trying very hard to show its incompleteness.
"I think it was caused by a blow, and it's not a sharp thing like a knife or axe, but a hammer or a stick." Shao Ling analyzed.
Li Xiaochun felt more and more that this incident was too evil, and couldn't help but shouted to encourage himself: "This is Zhuxian Town, and here is General Zhu Hai buried! General Zhu Hai has become a fairy, how dare he have these evil spirits It's weird!"
The group of ghost fire suddenly made a "bang", and the fire group became bigger and bigger.
However, Shao Ling thought of something through Li Xiaochun's words just now, Zhu Xianzhen, Zhu Hai, the bones that were attacked by heavy weapons, Jin Bi.
Jin Bi.
"You are Jin Bi?" Shao Ling said.
The ghost fire stopped in mid-air, almost as high as Shao Ling's face.
"Are you the 'Xuan Shou general' Jin Bi?" Shao Ling said again.
The ghost fire rustled down some small flames, and the bones in the center almost glowed.
"Are you wronged?" Shao Ling asked.
The ghost fire still rustled down, as if there was an invisible ghost shedding tears of fire.
"This is Jin Bi's ghost?" Li Xiaochun asked cautiously.
"should be."
"Why don't the ghosts show up this night?" Li Xiaochun said.
"Historical reasons, people have passed down the story of "Stealing Talismans to Save Zhao", which made it difficult for some souls to gather and form, but they were unwilling." Shao Ling said, looking at the ghost fire.
"Isn't it like what we analyzed just now, Zhu Haizhu killed Jin Bi because he was loyal to his master, Lord Xinling, but Jin Bi doubted him, and he was also loyal to his master, King Wei?" Li Xiaochun figured out the reason, and said: Not as scared as before, "So, Jin Bi feels wronged?"
Shao Ling looked at the ghost fire that kept falling flames: "Xuan, old general, can you show your face? Or use your way to tell your grievances, if we can help you, we will spare no effort."
The ghost fire actually slowly moved away from the two of Shao Ling, and went far away from the cemetery.
"It, is this gone?" Li Xiaochun didn't believe it himself.
"It's probably going to find a way to communicate with us." Shao Ling said.
"Mr. Shao, what did you just say 'Xuan Shou general'?" Li Xiaochun asked.
"Jin Bi was a veteran general of the Wei State during his lifetime. He was called 'Xuan Xiu general'. 'Xuan Xi' means strong and brave, and 'veteran general' means veteran." Shao Ling said this with regret in his tone.
"That is to say, Jin Bi was not buried after his death, and now only this skeleton remains?" Li Xiaochun said.
Shao Ling didn't know how to answer. It looked like this. The veteran Jin Bi was killed by a 40-pound hammer. He probably didn't leave the whole body behind. At that time, there were battlefields everywhere. It seemed that he was not buried, not even the tomb None, so I feel wronged.
Shao Ling was thinking, when suddenly the flames flickered, and a group of fiery red ghost fires fluttered, followed by dozens of large and small groups of ghost fires. The core is a bone of different sizes and shapes! The only thing they have in common is that the edges of all the bones have been smashed by heavy weapons.
Dozens of ghost fires slowly gathered together and became a large flame like a bonfire. Dozens of skeletons were assembled in the center of the big flame to form an incomplete human skeleton.
Li Xiaochun was speechless for a long time. At this time, he was a little scared, and he felt that he could not speak clearly.
Shao Ling's expression was very complicated, and it took a long time before he said, "You want us to help you and take revenge?"
The big flame stopped there, motionless.
Shao Ling can only continue to guess: "Then you are, want to go to the ground for safety?"
The big flame moved only slightly.
Following this line of thought, Shao Ling continued to ask, "Do you want your body to be buried in the ground for safety?"
The big flame trembled violently, shaking off dozens of clusters of flames.
For a time, the big flame burned extremely brightly and brightly, as if it was going to light up the sky.
The sky is really bright.
The dark night just now was like a short dream, like a hysterical dream during a nap and nap.
But those skeletons are still there. In the weeds between the cemeteries, dozens of incomplete skeletons have been put together into a shape. If you identify it carefully, it should be a human shape.
Li Xiaochun didn't seem to wake up from the situation just now. At this time, he patted his face: "Is it true just now, or is it a dream that Jin Bi gave us?"
"It doesn't matter if it's real or a dream, we have to find a way to accomplish what we have promised." Shao Ling said.
"His bones were all broken into pieces at that time. Mr. Shao, you said just now that it is the Ming Dynasty now, and it has been many years since the Warring States Period. Those bones cannot be recovered." Li Xiaochun said, looking around. , I thought what would be better to replace the bones with.
"If he can get it back, he doesn't need to use the ghost fire to ask us for help." Shao Ling thought about it carefully, and always felt that this matter would not cause the two of them to search for a needle in a haystack, but would have a predetermined trajectory.
"Let's take these bones out of the weeds first." Li Xiaochun said and did it. First, he found a stone tablet that fell on the ground, swept the soil on it with his sleeves, and then put the weeds in the bushes. Every piece of bone was carefully taken out and placed on the stele. The whole process was very serious, for fear of which one was spelled wrong.
Shao Ling watched Li Xiaochun do all this, still thinking about something to replace the bones.
"Mr. Shao! There is something under these bones!" Li Xiaochun suddenly shouted loudly.
Shao Ling hurried over to look, and saw that there was a square chessboard-like thing on the weeds below the bones, but there was no checkerboard on it, but some sand, which looked like a modern sand table.
Shao Ling couldn't think of the reason for a while, so he wrote a word on the sand table.
Li Xiaochun recognized it for a long time: "This is a bone character. It looks like an ancient script. Looking at it, this character looks like a person standing there, with a head, a body and four limbs."
"This is seal script," Shao Ling smoothed out the sandy characters he had just written, and wrote another character.
Li Xiaochun didn't know the word. There was a big square outside and something like a letter inside: "Why is there a letter r in this big word?"
"This is not a letter, it's a 'divine' character, the 'divine' of 'divination'." Shao Ling explained, "This is a pictograph of the word 'bone', because the original wizards often used bones for divination."
As soon as Shao Ling finished saying this, he saw the sand characters in the sand table suddenly glowing. When the light dissipated, Shao Ling tried to poke the sand and found that there was actually a bone full of witch characters buried in the sand.
It's a pity that Shao Ling didn't recognize any of the words on it.
"What is this?" Li Xiaochun asked.
"This is a primitive bone, or a bone with primitive meaning." Shao Ling personally placed this bone among the skeletons placed on the stone tablet, "I don't know if this bone can help us… "
Before Shao Ling's words were finished, he found that the skeleton on the stele quickly changed its position, and even new growth occurred on the edge of the damage. After a while, a complete skeleton appeared on the stele—the stele at this time was already The whole human skeleton can't be put down, and the leg bones of the skeleton are on the ground next to the stone tablet.
"Are we spelling this together?!" Li Xiaochun couldn't believe it. He looked down at this magical sand table, but found that the word "month" appeared on it at some point.
Shao Ling came over and saw the word, and said unconsciously, "It seems that this is for us to help the bones find 'meat'."
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[Announcement from Bao Yue] This story is the shortest, and I feel like there is nothing to write about. The next chapter will be the next group.
Shao Ling: "..."
Li Xiaochun: "Mr. Shao, why can't you see the comment area as soon as you catch up with us to play? Did the audience leave with their stools..."
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