By the time Jiazi Legs and I returned to the hall, everyone had already turned off the lights and was fast asleep. The women were breathing loudly and loudly, as if the men had hung a subwoofer directly on their throats. They were snoring so loudly that I guess mosquitoes were attracted. He was so scared that he ran away, and he couldn't help but feel very annoyed, wondering how he would be able to sleep for a while.
But when we think about those of us who were struggling in the tomb, working hard and working hard for a lifetime, it becomes easier to understand.
I estimate that I have been struggling for about half a month now. I have been in fear all day long in the dark, wandering in the smell of corpses, not worrying about whether I am eating well, and sleeping like a whale in the sea, turning a blind eye. All that can come out now are national treasure-level giant pandas with dark circles under their eyes. I feel really sorry for myself that I could catch him in such a good place without sleeping for three days and three nights.
I said to myself: "Oh, grandma's..." My heart ached. Thinking of the fact that they said my grandma was my wife, I felt very uncomfortable and conflicted. I had no choice but to change my sentence and say: "Oh, grandpa, go to sleep!"
Jiazi-legs lay back in his corner again, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. I found the woman through the light coming from the bronze window lattice. She was sleeping uneasily, her two beautiful eyebrows were frowning together from time to time, and her slender fingers were grabbing the animal skin on her chest. I immediately forgave her. Stopped her initial nonsense.
Since she knows me, she must be some old lover from my past? friend? Damn, the more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes. If she said she knew me in the past, then why don't they know this woman?
It was already midnight, and thinking about these things was really more uncomfortable than ripping out my heart and liver. I couldn't hold back my sleepiness. I didn't talk all night, so I leaned to the side and fell asleep.
A dreamless night allowed me to sleep peacefully and fully. The next day, it was just dawn, and there were no chickens here. I was woken up by two little girls from the dwarf tribe of Northern Hunan. When I got up, I saw two pairs of big watery eyes. They were afraid of waking other people, so they tiptoed. He pulled me out and walked out.
As I walked, I picked my eyes and yawned, thinking that something was wrong and I wouldn't let anyone go back to sleep. Seeing two little girls jumping around and pulling me towards the bronze altar, I slapped my forehead and said, oh! Yes, I actually forgot about the morning meeting!
I saw the two little girls were cute and fresh, but felt sorry for them because they were short and tired from walking, so I picked them up. The more I looked at them, the more I fell in love with them. I kissed them gently on their little faces, and I felt sincerely. I laughed inside, feeling extremely comfortable inside. The two little girls were not unfamiliar with me. They hugged my neck and were laughing and joking. I didn't feel annoyed at all, but became even happier. I breathed a long sigh of relief and started to walk toward the bronze altar. Go.
As I got closer and closer to the bronze sacrificial altar, my ears seemed to be hearing hallucinations. The melodious sound of flutes and flutes floated in the clean morning air, making people intoxicated. From time to time, one or two conch horns played, making the music lively.
I looked at these bronze buildings, which are simple and beautiful, with smooth lines. Each house has a very different shape and different styles. There is no sign of rust after thousands of years. It can be seen that this is another kind of bronze that has been refined by secret methods. These houses There are reliefs of eight elephants, the streets are very orderly, and there is another feature that must be mentioned, that is, there is a ten-meter-long copper pillar on the top of each house. Looking from a distance, it seems to be A forest of bronze. The luster of these bronzes carrying the years reflected in my eyelids and shocked my soul!
I was a little excited, and there was some heat in my eyes, and I thought to myself that China has a long history. In the long history, wars destroyed the national city, and even made the generals of culture, Tao and military strategy die under the hoof of horses. Dynasties rotated, and I cried constantly. , most of the culture was burnt books and enslaved Confucians, and was killed under the feudal regime. For example, the Northern Xiang Kingdom, which lived in seclusion in the mountains, was mellow and ancient, and passed down the customs and culture of thousands of years ago to the present. This ancient style is thrown into the face. , it’s hard not to sigh in shock.
Seeing that we were about to reach the sacrificial altar, I looked at the bronze pillars on the roof and thought of a possibility. These bronze pillars should be lightning rods. If there were no lightning rods, this fishing village might not be inhabitable at all. If a thunderstorm comes, the whole village will not be able to live. Disaster! If the previous inference is feasible, then diverting thunder and lightning from the Bronze Fishing Village to Hanbaokeng and running through Sanfeng Mountain is a very large project that cannot be underestimated, unless the mountain is hollow, or there is a tomb at the bottom of the mountain. This thought I think it's more likely. Of course, I can't rule out that the Sanfeng Mountain has an extremely high bronze content and turned into a conductor for transmitting lightning.
As I was thinking about it, I came to the street leading to the bronze altar. When I saw the situation on the street, I was really surprised!
