The pontoon was swaying, but fortunately it was military material after all, and it is still barely usable. Li Yuanyi peeked forward first, "Going one by one, I can't bear it if we go together."
This time there is Chen Qiyong, who seems to be powerless, so I let him pass and I am the bottom.
When everyone was almost gone, I stood alone and looked at the dark red cross section of the shoulder and neck, looking into the throat behind me.
I don't know if it is an illusion or something, it just seems... Something is looking at me in the darkness over there.
"Li Yuanyi stood there and shouted to me: "Come here!" What kind of gods are you stunned? "
I looked behind me again with doubts, and stepped onto the pontoon at the urging of the other side.
While walking forward, recalling the feeling just now, is it my illusion or is there something really looking at me inside
This is different from the feeling of being peeped that I have always mentioned before. It was a very mysterious but sure-looking feeling before. And this feeling just behind makes people wonder if it is an illusion.
I walked halfway to the pontoon, and the center of it sagged to the surface of the water due to gravity. It swayed and gave people a sense of insecurity. But my mind has been completely taken away by what I thought of.
The feeling of something behind me just now, I also encountered it when I was in Guangxi.
At that time, we were in the maze outside the mother's body. When Zhang Tongmeng was peeping secretly, I felt it, just like just now.
I stopped in the center of the pontoon bridge and looked behind me. Under the shining of purple light, at the end of the pontoon bridge, the dark red tall cave was hidden in the dark, quiet, without any strange things.
"Hurry up, big brother!" Da Hao shouted over there, "Reluctant?"
Throwing away the doubts in my heart, I quickly walked through the last section of the pontoon. When I went up, Chongyang gave me a hand: "What's there?"
I hesitated: "Nothing, I think I think too much."
Looking at the head under our feet, we are standing on a stone platform built at its chin. Walking up the stairs, we can see its big open mouth.
"Good fellow, that mouth is like Nantianmen." Da Hao said.
"Whose Nantian Gate is like a ghost gate." Zhao Feng said, and then realized that what he said this time was not good.
Chongyang took out a bottle of water and handed it to me: "Do you look familiar with this staircase?"
Everyone took a closer look, and they were quite familiar. This kind of stairs with a width of several feet and a height of 100 meters often appeared in costume dramas. It is generally used in the emperor’s ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, such as the Temple of Heaven, Qiuqiu, and Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
It is generally used in solemn and sacred places and has a magnificent visual effect.
If you put aside the ghostly big mouth and just look at this one hundred-meter-high stone staircase, there is really a sense of grandeur in it.
"There is not enough space to build a ladder in the original position of the lower jaw, but the people of Wuluohou country did not hesitate to build a platform to build the ladder, and it is still such a tall ladder. It can be seen that they are not pursuing practicality."
In other words, the formal meaning is greater than the actual meaning.
"This is a system of etiquette and law. In order to show respect for the things inside the door and highlight their incomparableness, such a large ladder must be built." I said.
Therefore, the people of Wuluohou country admired not the peeping itself, but the peeping of something on the head, and therefore they did not hesitate to build a building inside his head to express their admiration. (End of this chapter)