Chapter 16 Little Hand ()

In recent years, I have accumulated a lot of experience in looking at people in antiques and rubbing businesses. This industry is the most attractive thing in this industry, which is to be able to look at things and people. When I saw this fat man, he was not a real person. I wanted to ask for information from such a person. It would be better to provoke him than to say good things. So I pretended not to believe him at all and said, "What are you saying? You must really know that you can bump into here like a headless fly?"

The fat man was really nothing. He took a flashlight and shone my face and said, "Don't you believe it? I, Fat Master, have been doing preparations for more than a month before coming. Do you know what King Lu Shang does? Do you know what it is to borrow Yin soldiers? Do you know what the use of ghost seals?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, he smiled proudly: "Let me tell you, King Lu Shang is a general who is just a fighter just to put it bluntly, just like us."

I suddenly remembered that the third uncle also said similar things, but I am not very able to understand how they saw it. The fat man continued: "But they are better than us. Those who have fallen into the king. The silk book records that most of the troops of King Lu Shang rest during the day and march at night. They often disappear at once. Then suddenly they appear in another place. And the places they have been to have often 'the graves are mostly broken. If they ask, they say that all the Yin soldiers are out'. How could we materialist proletarian revolutionary workers believe that there are Yin soldiers in the world? They must be digging graves and robbing tombs everywhere. If someone finds that the graves have been passive, it is said that King Lu Shang borrowed the souls of these tomb owners. So they spread all over the place with the Yin soldiers. At that time, people were very superstitious about these, and later they passed on the gods to call their gods."

I didn't believe it very much, and said, "It would be too arbitrary for you to make this conclusion based on this information."

The fat man glared at me and blamed me for interrupting, saying, "Of course there is more than just such evidence. The most direct evidence is that the seven-star suspect coffin is recorded in history. First of all, tomb robbers were used, because they felt that they had countless tomb robbers and were afraid of suffering the same fate after death. So based on their experience, they designed this virtual coffin. They believed that no matter how clever the mechanism was, they could not block the tomb robbers. The only way was to make them hesitate and unable to start! Except for one real main coffin, the other six coffins, no matter which one was mistakenly opened, were all for life, and there were no secret crossbows in it. After the Song Dynasty, this bureau was gradually promoted by some skilled people. This design came from a disgraceful profession. Ordinary people thought it was unlucky, and it was too expensive to put seven coffins in a tomb."

I saw that the fat man looked very careless, but I didn't expect that he had such profound knowledge and couldn't help but feel respectful. But I saw that he shouldn't finish it yet, so I asked, "According to what you say, is there any way to tell which one is the main coffin?" The fat man patted me, probably seeing my attitude change, and was very proud: "Look at your little comrade, you are very easy to learn, so I'll learn from Kong Lao Er to regret not to roll it. Listen well, there is not no way to distinguish the seven-star doubt coffin! However, we have industry rules, generally

When a person encounters a seven-star coffin, he will deduct a few heads and consciously withdraw. The ancestors will not blame him. In the past, when the war was in chaos, some Taoists who moved mountains had no choice but to have food and clothing, and they had no choice but to break the rules. At that time, a master came up with a way to break the situation, which was to use two prying poles, raise a corner of the coffin, and then drill a small hole into the bottom of the coffin, use an iron hook to see what the hooked out was. In this way, you can judge what was in the coffin."

I couldn't help but sigh that the battle between the tomb robber and the designer was really possible to write a book. The fat man suddenly came over mysteriously and said to me: "But the seven sarcophagus here are probably all fakes, and I'm afraid that the tomb of King Lu is all fake."

He used wolf smoke to scatter the stone road entrance we had just fallen, and saw that nothing had crawled over, and then continued: "I couldn't figure this out at first, but when I fell into this stone road maze, I suddenly realized that this place was actually a Western Zhou tomb." I was shocked: "Isn't this an escape passage dug by those craftsmen?"

At this time, Pan Zi cursed in the corner: "I told you a long time ago, how could this be an escape passage? Have you seen anyone dig a maze like a escape passage? Who would be so interested?" I was confused, and I seemed to think of something in my heart but couldn't grasp the point: "How could someone build his tomb on someone else's tomb? Isn't this trying to cut off his descendants?"

The fat man touched his mouth and said, "You are also a storm. Naturally, you know the Feng Shui theory. We storm people are the least of them. I really can't see any other use in addition to guiding us storm. This Feng Shui is a science, but it is the knowledge of the ancients and the knowledge of the dead, and it has nothing to do with us, the great socialist young people." He specially patted his chest, "And, the Feng Shui saying that this is buried in someone else's tomb is also called...it's called...the name...the hidden dragon cave, anyway, it's similar to the name. We don't care about these superficial names. Anyway, it's very possible to bury yourself in someone else's tomb as long as you cooperate with your numerology and arrange it properly. Therefore, the coffin of King Lu Shang will inevitably be hidden in this Western Zhou tomb, which is absolutely impossible!"

After hearing what he said, Pan Zi burst out laughing and said, "What, just like you, can you understand Feng Shui?"

The fat man was furious: "Do you understand? If I don't understand... how can I know... so many things?" Pan Zi laughed, but the wound hurts when he smiled. He couldn't help but silence his stomach and said: "I don't know where you heard these nonsense. If you really understand Feng Shui, you will take us out of this maze? I can't find the way after 7 or 8 circles."

When Pan Zi said it, I remembered something and asked, "By the way, why did you leave me and run away? You know I was almost scared to death! Where are the third uncle and the others?"

Pan Zi straightened his body with difficulty and said, "I'm not very clear. At that time, the young man went to chase the fat man. Although the third uncle told me not to chase him, I thought that if the boy became nervous, there must be something important. Moreover, there was something I didn't tell you. I always felt that this boy came with us, and his purpose was not simple. I didn't trust him very much. I also wanted to go and see, so I followed him." He frowned and said in confusion: "I ran for a few minutes and suddenly saw something in the tomb passage in front. When I took a lamp, the thing disappeared. I became a little nervous and walked to that place. At this time, I saw that the gap between the stone and the stone seemed to be a human hand as long as a five-finger."

The fat man was startled and his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he did not make a sound in the end.

Pan Zi recalled all the details at that time and said, "So I came over to see. You know that I just couldn't control my curiosity and wanted to taste it. Now I'm really scared to think about it. I really didn't expect that the thing that looked like a hand suddenly rushed out and stuck my neck. The strength was so strong that I almost suffocated me. I didn't know what to do at that time. Fortunately, there was a saber on my body. While I was walking around my hands and feet, I cut the hand and found that the wrist of the hand was so thin that it was almost a little thicker than the fingers. I didn't know its strength.

Where is it? With one knife, I cut a very long hole. The hand immediately let go and retracted into the crack of the wall." Pan Zi touched her neck: "I think fucking, there must be something strange behind this wall, so I went to check the wall. I knocked left and right, suddenly I didn't know what I pressed, and my whole body fell down!" He patted the wall, "You will know from now on, I fell into a stone room like here, and then found the stone path. Fortunately, I was good at it. I jumped for a long time and finally jumped up. Otherwise, I really don't know when I would meet the third master."

"So, you don't know where Uncle San and the others are?" I sighed. Pan Zi obviously knew that Uncle San and the others had disappeared just now, and also showed a very worried look. I turned to the fat man and asked him: "Damn fat man, how did you get out? Tell me the truth, did you provoke that ghost thing?" The fat man said: "Hey, if you say this, I'm really more unfair than Su San. When I ran to that place, the old man didn't know where he had already made the monster out. The boy following me saw it and screamed badly. Then he turned around.

I ran away, and when I saw that if I were to fight with the monster, I probably wouldn't have a chance of winning, but the fire of the revolution still had to be preserved, and the task given to me by the organization was not completed yet, so I turned around and ran away. After running for a while, I saw the young man stopping in front of me and asking me to stand there. I didn't understand what was going on. He kicked the wall and I fell down. I thought he was going to save me, but I didn't expect so many bugs below, mom. "When he said this, he looked around, and it seemed like a terrified insect crawled out and bit him.

Pan Zi glanced at me and said, "Look, this kid seems to have a very good understanding of this ancient tomb, which is very not simple. There must be a problem. "I always think that the oil bottle is good, because as long as he is there, I feel very safe. But when Pan Zi said this, I also felt that along the way, the guy seemed to know too much, as if he could predict everything. I couldn't help but doubt it. There were a few compressed biscuits found by Fatty in my bag. I remember that I haven't eaten for a long time, so I took it out and everyone ate a little. Pan Zi ate very little, saying that if his intestines are already worn and they will leak out, they will leave it for us to eat, because I don't know when I can go out. After he said this, although Fatty wanted to eat very much, I was embarrassed to eat too much. I told them again about what I encountered, and the person gradually relaxed.

We were silent for a while and talked about something else. The fat man said that sitting like this was not a solution, otherwise we would go into the stone road to try our luck. Pan Zi thought so too, so we decided to take a rest and set off.

I was in a daze and half asleep, and suddenly I saw the fat man winking at me and touching his eyes. I thought this fat man was very unreliable and a little schizophrenia. Who would think that in an ancient tomb could come up and put a clay pot on his head to scare people? This kind of person is either too brave or too thin. Now one of us is seriously injured, and three people are missing. In this environment, he can still be interested in making faces at me. If I still have the strength, I will definitely rush up to give him a moment.
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