Chapter 3: Guazi Temple
I looked at the printed silk book full of words on it, and looked at the expression of Sanshu. I didn't understand what he was talking about. Has he gone beyond the point where he could see the picture from the word? How to look at this daily eating, drinking and gambling immorality also has no immortal roots.
As he scolded me, he took out his presbyopic eyes and looked at it. He said that it was called "Eight Paintings" (calligraphy and painting, also known as Tibetan Painting), which was to write out the detailed geographical location of a place in special grammar. It looked like a pile of meaningless words. In fact, the information inside was very rich, and it was the time of military operations in ancient times. Use a password. I said you don't know a few big characters, where to hear these skills, he said that this is not learned, this is experience.
I listened to the laughter, these three uncles are rash personality, moral and my grandfather's closest, bragging skills first-class, it is estimated that these eight series of books must be what his friends and he said, how much he knows in the end, or a question.
The third uncle stared at some of the words and said to himself, "It's good luck to be a monk halfway home. How can I never touch such a thing? This time, I really picked up a cheap one for you."
I asked him where the map was. The third uncle frowned and looked for a long time before he uttered a few words that shocked me all over the body: "It seems like... His mother is a tomb!"
The Warring States Silk Book is not a special work, but something similar to the diary of notes or impressions. Some of the contents I touched on in my early years are very mixed. Although it is of great value for textual research on the human life at that time, I am not archaeological, so it has not aroused my interest. This time, it is special. I was busy and asked if I could tell whose grave it was.
The third uncle shook his head and said to me, "I can't understand it completely now, but this grave should be a noble of the State of Lu in the Warring States Period. Look at the place where his grave was recorded in a silk book with calligraphy and painting, it shows that this person's position should be quite high, and this graveyard must be very secret, a good one, worth it. Let's go."
As soon as I heard that it was the grave of the Warring States Period, my heart turned upside down. In the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were treasures in the battle, but at most it was a skillful work. But the ancient royal tombs of the Warring States Period were so old that you could never estimate what was there. Maybe you could get some ancient treasures like this. Temptation is not money to erase, the attraction of grave robbers is naturally infinite.
But I think about it, I have no chance to go anyway, excitement is useless, my tutor is very dead, my father insists on trying to make our generation completely out of the bottom, this business, I and two cousins have not touched, even Luoyang shovel is forbidden, when I was a child, I just took a needle shovel in the river to insert fish, the results did not kill my father.
The third uncle is the only one in the family who has not married and has children. His surname is unruly. He has always had opinions about my father's way of doing it. Now, looking at me like this, he shook his head straight: "I said you are a child, and you are honest enough. If your father says you can't go down, you really dare not go down. You are in your twenties. Afraid of his beating you? When I was your age, I would go wherever I wanted to go and do whatever I wanted, but your grandpa couldn't manage it.
I said that was, who are you? Who doesn't know that Sanliting in Hangzhou is fragrant when you fart.
The third uncle gave me a white look and lit a cigarette. He said that he had the opportunity to take me to see it and steal it to keep my father from knowing that the Wu family had been living underground for hundreds of years. This kind of complex could not be broken.
I don't know if he's serious or not. They talked for half a night. I drank half a jin of liquor before I knew it. I couldn't go back, and I got up and said goodbye. I didn't even drive the car, so I hit home directly.
When I returned to the small rented house at Shiqiao, the sky was white. I sent a message to Wang Meng, asking him to open his own bed and lay down on his own, then he fell asleep.
This sleep has been sleeping till the afternoon, sleep is not too sharp, the brain strange appears many pictures like dreams, what ancient tombs, zombies, mixed with some peach pictures, is simply a big hodgepodge.
When I woke up, I suddenly felt confused and didn't know why. I got up and washed my face and wanted to surf the Internet for fun. It was not convenient to find out. So I lit a cigarette and ran to the balcony to smoke. Look at the rural women landlords rubbing mahjong in the courtyard.
After half a day's deliberation, I realized that I was thinking about the tomb that my uncle said. I called my uncle and asked him how he was going to rectify the tomb. He asked his staff to go or go by himself. What can I do for him? My uncle said that he would hang up the phone when he thought about it.
Later several days, I did not know how, the soul is not abandoned, always feel uncomfortable, half a day to call uncle three, gossip, change the way to ask him about the situation of the ancient tomb.
The third uncle heard some signs on the other side of the phone, and laughed straight there: "Don't fucking gossip, I know what your son is thinking, to tell me the truth, is it itchy, want to go down to see it?" What's wrong with that? His mother has been talking about it like a woman for a long time.
As soon as I listened, it seemed that what I meant was this. I didn't find it. I was a little embarrassed. I said that ghosts knew that what you said last night was not counted. They drank so much that you might forget it. The third uncle laughed on the phone for a long time and said that if you really want to go, you will come right away. There are many things to prepare. When I heard it, I almost didn't go crazy and shouted, let me pull the bullock cart.
I rushed to my uncle's side. He was calling Yongshan and said he wanted to bring some experienced guys over. He wrote me a note and asked me to help him make something. He also told me, "Don't buy fake goods, and prepare a set of travel outfits, or we will detain them before we get to the place." I nodded my head and promised to go separately.
Uncle Sanshu's things are all very tricky, I'm afraid I want to be embarrassed. There are really no items in this list in general stores, such as split water-proof mining lamps, threaded steel pipes, archaeological shovels, multi-purpose military knives, folding shovels, short handle hammers, bandages, nylon ropes and so on. It cost nearly 10,000 yuan to buy only 1/2, and some things have to be ordered first.
But these are still good, the most troublesome thing is to buy guns on the list. The third uncle estimates that this time he will go into the old forest without guns. It's impossible to do anything without guns, not to mention ghosts and monsters. It's enough for us to meet a wild boar. Guns must be bought, and we can't buy air guns. I had no way out, so I ran to the junk market all day, asking about it in black and white, and finally got some second-hand two-barrel shotguns.
Three days later, a group of five people boarded a long-distance bus to Linyi, Shandong Province.
This time, Sanshu brought three people with him. Two of them I had seen before were real people. They talked a lot. The third one was the boy with a sword box on his back downstairs. I didn't know what was the relationship with Sanshu and came with him. But this kid hates it very much. He drags a bottle of oil and doesn't fart any fart along the way. He just looks at the sky as if it would fall in the blue sky. I talked to him a few words at first, and then I just ignored him lazily. I didn't even know his name.
The car was flying at high speed and the journey was long. We spent our time sleeping and we were always confused. After twelve hours of turbulence, we arrived in Linyi.
Linyi is the ancient location of the state of Lu, located in the hilly area, located in the sun of Mount Tai. Three uncles compared all the topography within the range of the state of Gulu and Qi, and set the main goal at Mount Mengshan in the Yimeng Mountains of Linyi. Because of the lack of information, we do not know whether the place was in the territory of Lu or Qi at that time. It is a step to take a good step.
Mengshan, formerly known as Dongmeng and Dongshan, is situated in Pingyi County, Shandong Province, in the northwest of Linyi, Shandong Province. It is a branch of the Taiyi Mountains system. It spans four counties of Linyi City, Pingyi, Mengyin, Feixian and Yinan. It runs southeast and northwest. It covers more than 70 kilometers. Several places have been perfected in tourism development. We have bought one. Some tourist maps do not match the maps we have in hand. I'm afraid we're looking for more places in the mountains.
I found several local mountain guides and asked them about the ancient place names on the map. There was no result. Many villages burned up ghosts during the anti-Japanese war, and it was very difficult to explore. Five people had no choice but to walk around a few scenic spots and decided to go ahead in the mountains. Then we went to the local local local bus and sat down until the Guazimiao was more than forty kilometers west. Then we changed the earth motorcycle and walked down the path. Finally, we took the bullock cart turntable mountain's dirt road. When we got down from the bullock cart, we found that we could not see anything modern except the hills that could not be seen before and after.
When we thought we had reached the place, we all jumped off the bullcart. At this time, a dog came running in front of us. My third uncle was very happy when he saw it. He laughed at the old man who was driving the cattle. "Sir, shall we ride the dog next time? I'm afraid it's enough to knock the dog!"
How can I ride a dog? "The old man laughed loudly:" This dog is used to report letters, this last journey ah, no car, have to do a boat, the dog will bring the boat over.
Then we drove the cart down a slope, and we followed it in a hurry. The hills here are different from those in the south, with high altitude, because there is no human activity for many years, the bushes are dense, the ground is covered with a thick layer of corrosive soil, the mud is black, sometimes it can not reach your knee at one foot. We cut off several branches as crutches and explored our way carefully.
After descending into the valley, there was a green mountain stream, five or six boats wide, and the bottom of the water could not be seen. On both sides of the stream, besides the flat rock we were standing here, there were towering cliffs, on which the crowns and branches covered the leaves and shaded the sun, so that most of the sun was shaded and the surrounding areas were covered. The temperature dropped several degrees again.
The third uncle leaned behind the bullock cart and asked the old man, "Dog, can you swim?"
"You can swim well, you can swim well." The old man sat in the car and knocked on the dog's head with a cigarette gun. "Donkey's eggs, go and have a look."
The dog was really spiritual, "Wang" jumped into the river and swam around. Come up and shake your hair, then lay on your stomach and spit your tongue.
We were all happy. The old man looked at the sky and said to us, "It's too early now. The boatman must not have started yet. Let's take a break and smoke first."
I looked at my watch and said, "It hasn't started yet at 2 p.m. What's your working and sleeping time for a boatman?"
"We have him here as a boatman, he is the most powerful, when he gets up and starts work, sometimes a day does not start work, can kill people in a hurry." The old man smiled and said, "There's no way. The village head can't do anything about a boatman like him."
"Then you have to hold a Congress and remove him and replace him with a Lisson?" The third uncle asked him.
"We also think that you are from other places. I don't know. The Mountain God here only sells his face. As soon as someone enters the cave, he will surely not be able to come out. He took it with him, and he didn't know how to tidy up the ground.
"Ah, there's a cave ahead of us?" The third uncle was shocked. He took out the map immediately. After looking at it, he suddenly realized, "It's really a river cave. How can the old man eat people in this cave?"
The old man laughed and said, "That's what the last generations have left behind. I can't remember it clearly. I heard the family say it, but I don't know whether it's true or not."
As soon as we heard it, we thought it might have something to do with the tomb, so we busily asked him to tell us that the old man, once he saw that we were interested and energetic, smoked a cigarette and gave us a bite.
Before the village, the cave was already there. Unfortunately, no one knows that the two ends of the cave are open. The cave is very weird. People can't get out when they go in. Over time, the village said that there were snake spirits in the cave, and they made a dark pile in the water to keep the boat away.
Later, one day, a man suddenly appeared on the edge of the village holding a boat from the cave, saying that the merchant from outside was not believed by the villagers. They all said that he was a snake, and wanted to kill him. Fortunately, at that time, there were several daughters-in-law in the next village in the countryside. On hearing this man's Xiangxi accent, he recognized him and said that he was a real salesman. Every year, he went to the next village, and all those Rouges were trafficked in from other places.
Several patriarchs ran quickly to the next village to ask him, and as it was, they let him go. From then on, the cave seemed to recognize people. Only the boatman could go straight in and out, and there had been no mistake for hundreds of years.
"Is that dog okay?" I wondered, "Didn't you use it to send a message?"
"Then my old man does not know, they say that generations of words left behind, who knows whether it is true." The old man knocked on the dry pipe on the ground. "This waterway we walk very little, there is a mountain road on the top of the mountain, we usually walk from there, but you have too many things, this mountain in recent years is not very peaceful, always down the stone, this does not hit several, we do not fight for this tone, and so on."
From below, I could see that the mountain was straight and the mountains were stacked up. I couldn't see any other passers-by, and I didn't know if he was telling the truth. My uncle was fascinated by the old man's words. He thought for a moment and clapped his hands. "Donkey's eggs, come here."
The dog was so obedient that he ran up with his butt bumping. The third uncle picked him up and smelled at him. His face changed. "My grandma, why is this smell..."
I also picked up a smell, a dog smell choking my whole cough, the owner of the dog is really lazy, do not know how long has not bathed the dog.
One of his fellows, Panzi, laughed. "You want to learn from your third uncle. You're still young."
"How come this dead dog stinks!" I only grin with nausea.
"Panzi, come and smell it, too!" The third uncle waved.
"I don't want it," Panzi said. "I can't stand the smell of dog. I'll be ashamed to spit it out later."
"Don't talk too much. Come and smell it. It smells strange on the dog."
Pan Zi had no choice but to walk over and pick up the dog and shake it in his nose. His face suddenly changed. "This is the stench of a corpse..."
"No." My frightened hair stood on its head, and even the muffled boy's face changed.
The third uncle lit a cigarette, frowned at the dog and said to us, "Take all the guys with you. I'm afraid the cave ahead is a corpse cave. Give me twelve minutes of spirits."
My third uncle's other fellow is a big man. We call him Aqui. Look at him, he's almost as big as the cattle pulling a cart, but he's very timid. He asks quietly, "What's that body cave exactly?"
"I don't know. I also found such a hole in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province, a few years ago. It was where the Japanese massacred piles of corpses. Everywhere there were corpses, there would be massacres. That's for sure. At that time, when I watched the funny things, I did experiments there. I put the dogs and ducks on the bamboo platoon, and then I set up a video camera and pushed it forward. At most one kilometer, I prepared a long enough cable, but when the cables were all pulled out, the bamboo raft didn't come out. It was dark inside, and I didn't know where to drift. Later, I wanted to pull the raft out. Then I pulled it out a few times. Suddenly, the raft turned over, and then..." The third uncle shook his hands. "At last, he saw only half of his face. He was too close to the screen to see whether it was an animal or something. To go through such caves, in ancient times, a row of dead people and living people passed in unison. If something was alive, it would be impossible to get in and out. However, I heard that people in the area of Xiangxi have been feeding young children to eat dead human flesh since childhood, and accumulated corpse gas in their bodies. When they grow up, they are no different from dead people, even ghosts can not see him. Sir, did your ancestor come from western Hunan?
The old man's face changed slightly. He shook his head. "I don't know. That's what happened to his grandfather at that time. There was no dynasty." Looking at the sky, he barked at the dog: "Donkey egg, go and bring your boat over!" With a whine, the dog jumped into the water and swam to the back of the mountain.
At this time, I saw that Uncle Three winked at Pan Zi. Pan Zi secretly took out a backpack from his luggage and carried it on his back. The young man sitting at the same side also stood up and took out his bag from the luggage pile. Pan Zi whispered in Hangzhou as he passed behind me: "This old man has some questions." Question, be careful."
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