Before the grimace Taoist priest could finish speaking, several more thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the sound of rain outside the temple became more urgent. Luo Laoqi tilted his head and glanced outside, muttering: "Don't say it's too small, what's the matter?" And the posture is getting bigger and bigger.”
The Taoist Priest with a grimace said helplessly: "His grandma's God even disagrees." He looked at the layout of the main hall, and there was a staircase leading to the second floor at the end, so he said to He Siniang and Luo Laoqi: "Let's not wait around. , Pindao, go up there and see if there are any clues, you two search the main hall, if there are any treasures, don’t leave them here to gather dust.”
The three of them moved as soon as they were told. The grim-faced Taoist priest held a torch and carefully walked toward the stairs among the figurines. When he arrived, he raised his feet and stepped on the stair treads. The precious oil wood, commonly known as rouge wood, was used both inside and outside the tower. Known as the "King of Ten Thousand Woods", it is a kind of wood with high oil content and strong resistance to rot and moisture. It is perfect for building buildings and pavilions in the miasma-filled valley here. The Taoist priest with a grimace will feel it when he steps on it. The stairs were still very strong, so I walked down the stairs to the second floor with confidence.
The situation on the second floor is similar to what the grim-faced Taoist priest imagined. It is still full of ferocious human figurines, and under the south-facing windows, there are many more crossbows and hard bows. It seems that Zhao Jiuxiang, the king of Hui, followed the rules of Jiancheng. In a mausoleum built according to standards, you may imagine that if a powerful enemy invades, a volley of crossbows will be fired as soon as the windows are opened. Who can be trusted to support the crossbows? These statues standing still?
The grim-faced Taoist priest walked around the second-floor hall without getting anything, so he walked to the north window. There was only one window left on this side. The grim-faced Taoist priest felt that the current position and height of the ghost-faced Taoist priest, looking north from here, should be He could clearly see the layout of the city, so he took out his blocking stick and opened a slit in the window, preparing to use the lightning to observe the situation in the city. Just as he was about to put his face over it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a red figure on the left heading straight for him. The Taoist priest with a grimace was so shocked that his heart suddenly tightened, and he almost shouted out. He was holding the window stick in his right hand and was about to swing it, but when he took a closer look, he found that the person who came was actually He Siniang.
He Siniang didn't know when she put on a red robe of a hanged ghost. This is the unique fighting rule of the Ji Ling girls in Yuefu today. He Siniang may have felt frightened when she looked at the human figurines in the palace, so she He put on a red robe to encourage himself, but unexpectedly it gave the grimace Taoist priest a shock.
The Taoist priest with a grimace took a breath after seeing clearly that the person coming was He Siniang, and complained: "Siniang, why did you put on that shabby funeral robe? Are you trying to scare the poor Taoist to death?"
He Siniang looked down at the red robe on her body and said, "What is a funeral robe?! I am not a dead person, this is the mourning robe worn by someone who was hanged in the theater troupe."
"How come you are not a dead person, but a hanged ghost? You have escaped from Jinyuefu, and you still do all this. It is not because you are poor and timid. The key is that you wore this clothes in the mausoleum, and coldly caught a glimpse of your heart. I can’t bear it.”
"Although I have left Jinyuefu, you can't throw away the rules of this fight. The craftsmanship passed down by the Ji Ling girls for hundreds of years must have its reason." He Siniang said and walked to the ghost-faced Taoist priest and asked: "What was the Taoist looking at just now?"
The grim-faced Taoist priest shook his head and didn't bother to fight with her anymore. He leaned against the wall with his stick, opened the window a little, and said, "I want to use the lightning to see the situation in the city. I'll go down later." It's a small area, but the poor Taoist in this palace searched around and found nothing, what about you?"
"It's all the same. These towers should be just for decoration. There's no need to waste energy on them." Just as he was talking, a silver snake suddenly exploded in the clouds in the night sky. The two of them hurriedly stopped talking and looked into the city. They saw the city wall. Behind, a straight inner Shinto divides the huge city into two. There are countless palaces and temples on both sides of the Shinto. Looking along the Shinto to the end, a magnificent palace stands majestically in the middle of the city. In an instant, The light of lightning made the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace dazzling. Taoist Priest He and Siniang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because the palace was not only astonishing in scale, but more importantly, the design was so gorgeous that it seemed to be different from the entire mausoleum area. The solemn tones are out of place, as if in an ink painting, a dot of red is suddenly added, and the whole painting becomes dim instantly, but the red dot is made more eye-catching, making the Taoist priest with a grimace and He Siniang in a trance I thought I saw the golden-domed palace in the ink painting.
After the lightning, the surroundings turned dark again. He Siniang looked at the direction of the palace dreamily and said, "Have you seen the golden palace, Taoist Master?"
The Taoist priest with a grimace nodded: "The golden light is so dazzling that it's hard not to see it. However, the buildings in the entire mausoleum area are all based on black. Why is that palace built in such an unusual way?"
"It's so abrupt. Maybe it means it's not a building from the same period. Could it be that the palace is the legendary fairy cave?"
The grim-faced Taoist priest chewed his teeth and hissed when he heard this, and then said: "Siniang, you are in a hurry to find the antidote. I understand, but you can't get dizzy. There has to be a hole in the Immortal Cave, right? According to what you said Just call the Immortal Palace."
"That's not certain. After all, it's a legend that has been passed down by word of mouth. Maybe it's been passed down wrongly. Otherwise, Taoist Priest, why do you think the palace is so gorgeous?"
"The poor Taoist doesn't know, maybe he has too much money to burn." Taoist Ghostface has been with He Siniang for a long time, and now he has learned a lot. As long as this woman has any sign of arguing together, she can quickly change the topic, so she said : "If we follow the burial system of the pre-Qin Dynasty, the location of the palace should be the Xian Palace. In the pre-Qin Dynasty, it was called the 'Xiang Hall'. It was the highest-standard sacrificial place in the entire mausoleum area. However, since entering the Huiwang Mausoleum, it is unreasonable. There are places everywhere, so I don’t dare to say for sure, why don’t I just use Lao Qi’s words, we’ll know if she’s a widow after we go in and take a look.”
"What bad things are you two saying about the Sa family again?" Luo Laoqi said as he walked up the stairs. Seeing the grim-faced Taoist priest and He Siniang standing in front of the window, they couldn't help asking: "Why don't you look for the baby?" Does it look like the scenery?"
"You're looking for a treasure. If there is a treasure, how can you still run up there?" The Taoist priest with a grimace closed the window, turned to He Siniang and Luo Laoqi and said, "It seems that the rain will not stop for a while, since the city wall The layout of the underground palace has been roughly figured out. If you think it’s better, don’t wait any longer and set out to search for the underground palace now.”
"Didn't we bring our raincoats? If we went out like this, we would be soaked in water?" Luo Laoqi asked.
"It's raining so heavily, even if you bring a raincoat, it's not enough. Isn't Si Niang carrying an oilcloth bag? We put the items that are afraid of water together and put them in the oilcloth bag. As long as the things are fine, people will get wet when they get wet." Alright."
"Okay!" He Siniang took off her backpack, and the three of them reorganized their belongings. After finishing, the Taoist priest with a grimace carried the oilcloth bag, and then walked out of the tower in the rain and began to take out the Flying Eagle Suit. After descending the city wall, we prepared to follow the Shinto to the Golden Temple.
The three of them did not plan to go in and check the buildings on both sides of the Shinto one by one. They were just the side halls, sacrificial halls and other temples set up in the burial system. Nothing of value would be placed in them. Moreover, it was raining too hard. People didn't care much at all, so they could only run quickly on the Shinto Road in the thunderstorm. After running for more than a hundred steps, they finally reached the stone steps at the end of the Shinto Road.
The stone steps are made of the same material as the stone statues in the outer mausoleum area. They are made of white marble. They are three feet wide and each step is about two feet high. At a rough look, there are about forty or fifty steps. The Taoist priest with a grimace guessed that it must be a coincidence with the magic number. On the forty-ninth floor, going up from here is the magnificent golden palace we saw earlier.
The three of them didn't stop for a moment, and walked up the high stone steps. When they reached the top, the entire hall came into view. The three Taoist priests with grim faces were all experienced people who had traveled extensively, but they had never seen them even in the imperial capital of Jinling. There is a palace more magnificent than this Golden Palace. This Golden Palace is built with white marble as its foundation and yellow glazed tiles as its roof. It is made of ninety-nine eighty-one huge wooden pillars as thick as a human arm. The pillars are covered with layers of gold foil. It looks like It's so luxurious and elegant that even a rough guy like Luo Laoqi couldn't help but sigh at this moment, "It's so damn beautiful! It's all gold, right?!"
However, the Taoist priest with a grimace did not pay attention to the top of the Golden Wall Flower at this time. His eyes were immediately attracted by a special plaque on the gate of the Golden Palace. He hurriedly called Luo Laoqi and He Siniang to take shelter in the corridor. Yu then took out a torch from his backpack and lit it, raising it high to shine on the plaque.
The plaque is very strange. It doesn't have the words "XX Hall" or "XX Pavilion" like ordinary plaques. Instead, it has a single upright eye drawn on it, with black eyes on a white background and a few strokes. The outline is extremely vivid, making people stand in front of the temple as if they are being watched all the time. He Siniang also saw the plaque through the light, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Why is there an eye painted on the Taoist priest? It looks weird. Creepy.”
The grim-faced Taoist priest said nothing, frowning as he looked at the plaque. After a moment, he said with some surprise: "Aren't you wondering why there is a plaque above the main hall in a royal tomb from the pre-Qin period?"
"Huh?" He Siniang was a little confused and asked, "What does the Taoist Master mean by this?"
The Taoist priest with a grimace pointed at the plaque and said: "This thing only appeared after the unification of Qin. At that time, the First Emperor established eight calligraphy styles. Among them, the signature was used to mention the plaque. That is to say, the plaque was only born from that time, so Is it reasonable to say that the tombs of the former dynasty contain things from the later dynasty?”
"As the Taoist Master said, it is definitely unreasonable, but there is no inscription on this plaque, and there is only an eye drawn on it. Could it be some other pre-Qin custom?"
"Although there is no inscription on the plaque, the format is correct. Why is his grandma's mausoleum of the King of Hui so weird? And what does it mean to have an eye on the plaque?"
"You two are just going to stand there and make plans. You don't plan to enter the palace, right? Why don't you go in and take a look yourself?" Luo Laoqi had already finished studying the gold foil on the pillars at this time, and saw that the gold foil was so thin that it could be broken by a blow. , it was still very strong, but he suddenly lost interest. At this time, the person had arrived in front of the golden palace door. After speaking, he pushed the door casually. Unexpectedly, he pushed the door open so easily with a creak.
