It is said that Yanshan Mountain is where the dragon veins are located. To the east of Yanshan Mountain is Wuling Mountain. Because Ayin has some karma here, Li Shiyi cares about her face a little bit, but seeing her expression as usual, she still looks like she is rushing to spring, so he is a little relieved. .
The Chaohe River winds like a dragon's ridge, and surrounds the Yanshan Mountains. After walking halfway along the Chaohe River, to Gubeikou, there was a faint movement in the Soul Ceremony in the palm of the youngest Tu, like a chicken that had just broken its shell pecking, and it was gently tossed.
A few people from Li Shiyi got off the car on the south side of Gubeikou village. The former military fortress is now very desolate. A few branches that crows do not take care of are at the head of the village. The gray stone and the earth wall are yellow and white. There are not many middle-aged people in the village, only a few uncles sitting at the door with squinting eyes and knocking on the cigarette pipe, and the old lady doing the laundry while playing tricks on the children. Down.
A small stream in Gubeikou traverses the village. Everyone follows the stream from south to north. The movement of Soul Ceremony is getting louder and louder. It stopped in front of a small farmer in the northwest of the village, and Li Shiyi stepped on the spot. After a few steps, I lost my mind. Just seeing a man with a shoulder pole passing by, his eyes couldn't help glancing at them, the youngest Tu called him down and asked, "I'm so early, little brother, are you busy?"
The man was leisurely on the pole, and he didn't mean to put it down, he just looked at them with his back like an old turtle: "Ah, send the rice."
His eyes went back and forth between A Yin and Song Nineteen, and he couldn't move away. A Yin was neither embarrassed nor annoyed, and even raised an eyebrow with a smile. Song Nineteen was very obedient. Light took a small step back.
Li Shiyi stepped forward and asked him quite politely, "Excuse me, little brother, are there any outsiders entering the village these days?"
Although she had rotten skin on her face, her voice was not too slow or slow, and it was very pleasant, which made the man look at him more, and after a while he responded: "Yes, a girl, twenty-five, with a brick face and shoulders. ."
Youngest Tu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Shiyi, listening to this description, 80% of the time.
He rubbed his hands happily and asked him again, "Where are you now?"
The man threw the pick on his shoulders, gripped the rope tightly with both hands, as if he was used to the burden and refused to let it go: "That girl is very strange, take a compass with a copper bottom and come to our place. He went from house to house, and when he entered the courtyard, he lay down on the ground and knocked on the ground. Finally, he saw the marriage house of Widow Qian in the west of the village. Widow Qian died of a man in his early years and had a hard life. The brick-faced girl gave a box of silver coins. Son, how can you be unhappy, happily hired a car to go to the city, and haven't come back for three months, and my in-laws are no longer filial. Hey, widow."
The man opened the chat box, and he was stunned when he heard the youngest Tu. In the end, the two exchanged a knowing look and stopped meaningfully.
Ayin couldn't bear to hear it. He flicked the silk and coughed. The man came back to his senses and heard Ayin's demonic voice: "I ask you, how do I get to Widow Qian's house?"
She was very rude, she was domineering, but fortunately she was beautiful and the man was not annoyed, so he quickly pointed the way: "Go along the stream, the third from the bottom of the village, and there are one or two people on the right. The old pear tree, that's it."
Li Shiyi nodded and thanked Song Shijiu lightly on the back, signaling her to wake up and follow.
Although the man spoke a lot of empty words, he pointed the way almost the same. He arrived at the Qian's courtyard without taking two steps. Mr. Tu took out the soul policy order and probed left and right like a lamp in his hand. There was no movement at all, only Cuckoo, who was standing on the courtyard wall, tilted his head and looked at him, not liking him very much.
Li Shiyi said, "Go in and have a look."
Mr. Tu put away the soul policy order and replied "Ai", reached out and grabbed the door lock to see, but it was locked firmly. He was in a bit of trouble and turned around to look at Li Shiyi. Li Shiyi rarely did this. The act of trespassing in a private house showed a bit of innocence on his face. He looked at Ayin again, Ayin asked him with a smile, "Aunt aunt can do the low-level business, isn't it?"
Tu Laoyao hit the wall again, hurriedly smiled and apologized, and saw Song Nineteen take a small step forward, and said softly, "I'll try."
This is absolutely unexpected, even Li Shiyi raised his right eyebrow, Song Shijiu swallowed, and said in horror: "I made a joke before, you told me to read more books, I... I will be all kinds of styles. , turned it over."
Ayin was stunned, and she was convinced that she had lost again. Seeing Song Nineteen pull out the hairpin on her head, twist her hands into a thin thread, and half-bow her body to the keyhole, squinting in the air. After looking at it, he pursed his mouth and attached his ear to it, and with a pry of his fingers, there was a crisp "click", and the lock flicked open.
Mr. Tu gave a small exclamation, and hurriedly pushed the door open and jumped in. Li Shiyi crossed the threshold and glanced at Song Shijiu with a complicated expression. Thumbs up.
Song Nineteen got the compliment, and embarrassedly twisted the hairpin back into shape and pinned it to his hair.
In the yard, the battered and cracked wooden barrels were hoarfrost, piled up by the door, and a few long-weathered loofahs hung on the shelves, dangling like dry flesh. The few people didn't bother to look at anything else, just because there was a dazzling opening in the southwest corner of the yard, which was exactly round and wide, dark and deep, like a thief's hole.
Li Shiyi immediately understood the function of the compass from the man's mouth just now.
Li Shiyi's heart was awe-inspiring, and he motioned Mr. Tu to get ready for things, put unnecessary things outside to simplify the shape, and then lit the lamp and entered the thief cave.
The robbery hole was directly connected to the tomb passage, and was piled up with dry loess. Some gravel fell down, and the road ahead collapsed in half. Several people jumped down and ate a mouthful of ashes, groping and walking carefully.
This robbery hole was unprofessional and not very reliable. Li Shiyi lowered his voice and instructed them not to make too much noise, lest the yellow sand fall and bury the road.
Fortunately, the tomb passage was very short, and it reached the end of ten meters, and then there was a section of stone-ground front passage. Li Shiyi held the lamp in his hand and knocked on the solid stone wall. It is still small, and I think the owner is not a person, but the sparrow is small but complete with five internal organs.
There are two stone doors in front of the coffin room. They are half open. There are a few slender handprints in the center. They have collapsed in the dust. They have always been left behind when Mulan opened the stone doors. Li Shiyi was not in a hurry to go in. After taking a closer look, he squatted down and took a light with the lamp, then reached out and brushed away the old soil, and vaguely saw two blooming water lilies engraved on Shimen.
She jumped in her heart and fell down for no reason. She didn't know whether it was the lack of oxygen in the ground, or if she got up too hard. When she stood up straight, she was a little dizzy, causing the lamp shadow in her hand to shake in pieces.
A Yin hurriedly wanted to step forward to support her, but saw Li Shiyi raise his hand and put his palm on Song Shijiu's forearm, who was first to meet her.
Li Shiyi raised the back of her hand and rubbed her brows. She had a bad sense of distortion since she entered the tomb. She couldn't tell where this sense of distortion came from, but her body was full of absurdity. Made her uncomfortable.
She took a small breath, calmed down and walked into the coffin room. The coffin room was smaller than she imagined. As soon as a few people stood up, they were stuffed to the brim. Hold your breath and try to shrink your belly a bit.
In the middle of the stone room is the tomb, A Yin made a light "hiss", bit his finger and walked to the side, frowning: "This tomb..."
Mr. Tu took a look. In the past, the coffins were placed on the coffin bed in the tomb he went to, but this one was different. There was a long and square pit in the center. The coffins of the years were inlaid in the pit, and the four sides were stacked with stone slabs. The base is built, and then a circle of gravel of different sizes is pressed.
"What kind of custom is this?" He crouched down and looked closely at the stone.
Li Shiyi took two steps forward: "The shape of the Northern Wei Dynasty."
A Yin tilted his head: "We used to go to the tombs of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and most of them were in the generation of Pingcheng and Luoyang. How could they come to this Yanshan?"
Li Shiyi shook his head and took out a cigarette stick: "Ask."
A lustrous smoking gun was placed on the side of the coffin, and the strange fragrances came in clusters, whipping the past that was afraid to forget.
Knock on the coffin door and ask three times. First, where did he come from, second, where did he go, and third, why he was buried in Yanshan with the back of the well and looked across the water to the south of the township.
"Where did it come from?"
"Four years of Yongxing, Yucheng."
"Where are you going?"
"Twenty-five divisions under Wojiao Stone."
"Who are you?"
"Mulian."