Chapter 55: Sacrifice to the Gods in the Mist-Covered Mausoleum of the King

Style: Science Author: Liu JingzheWords: 2002Update Time: 24/01/12 06:48:08
He Siniang was located inside the cave, in front of the rock wall to the north. After searching, she found that there seemed to be some pattern on the rock wall. Because the light in the cave was too low, she took out a torch and lit it. At this moment, the two Taoist priests with grimaces also came over, and the three of them looked diagonally upward. This time, with the light of the torch, all three of them could see clearly that there was indeed a mural carved on the rock wall, which was close to the ground. At two feet high, the murals are not the colorful wall paintings commonly seen in ancient tombs, but pictures carved on the rock wall with some kind of tool. The lines of the pattern are simple but vivid, and a few strokes can outline a divine movement. The three of them looked at it for a while and understood the story described in the pattern.

This rock carving seems to record the process of building the mausoleum of Hui King Zhao Buxiang. At the beginning, a group of people with guns forced another group of people to jump into a square pit. The people who were driven seemed to be Taoist priests, because in the painting, the general The hats on their heads are very vivid, with three or two lines showing the characteristics of a round bottom and a flat top. The Taoist priests with grimaces will not know that this thing is the Zhuangzi scarf that Taoist priests most often wear. These people were driven out with their teeth and claws. After arriving in the pit, go to the right and be carried out sideways.

The grim-faced Taoist priest guessed that this passage describes the process of Zhao Ouxiang occupying the cave of immortals and turning the evil way of alchemy into human figurines. The expressions of the characters are very frightened, just like the fear expressed before death, which also corresponds to the three When I was at the city tower before, I saw Taoist priests among the human figurines.

Then, there is a funeral procession drawn in the rock carvings. The procession clearly depicts a coffin carried by several people, going up the mountain along a long snake. It seems that this is the coffin for Zhao Jiuxiang. The procession, and the front end of this procession disappeared at a stone bridge. The Taoist priest with a grimace frowned when he saw this, secretly thinking that the path the funeral procession took seemed to be a mountain climbing tunnel. Could it be that the coffin was really delivered to this cave? Already? He hurriedly looked at the rock carvings next to him, wanting to see where the team went after reaching the stone bridge, but he didn't expect that the picture below had changed again. The picture showed three little people, kneeling on the ground. In front of a chopping board in the cave, there are three incense sticks inserted on the chopping board, and the cigarettes on them are slowly burning, as if they are burning.

The rock carvings are gone at this point. Overall, there are three paintings, each describing three stories. As for the third painting, the grimace-faced Taoist Priest and He Siniang couldn't help but look at each other for a moment after seeing this pattern. What means? Doesn’t the cave incense case represent this cave? But what about the three people kneeling down and the burning incense?

Luo Laoqi saw this and said curiously: "Hey, look, what is this painting? Three people worshiping?"

The Taoist priest with a grimace glanced at Luo Laoqi and said, "You ran into the cave to worship me. Are you afraid of being struck by lightning? The poor Taoist looked at this third painting and felt that there was something fishy in it."

"How can there be anything fishy about a bird painting? The Taoist priest is probably suspicious again."

"You fool, you know nothing. Take a look at the first two paintings. They describe some things that happened at that time. From the fortune teller who liquidated the alchemy to the funeral procession climbing the mountain, these are basically consistent with our guesses. They match, but only in the third painting. The cave and incense table shown in the painting all point to the cave we are in. But why is there only a lonely incense table and three people kneeling in the cave? The funeral procession clearly followed The stone bridge is coming here, but there is no depiction of coffins or funerary objects in the painting. So what are these three people kneeling down to worship? Where is Zhao Xiang's coffin?"

"Why does Sajia become more and more confused the more I listen to it..."

"I just suddenly had an idea, but I thought it was a bit outrageous. I don't know if I should say it or not." He Siniang interrupted at this time.

"What's wrong with that? We haven't done any outrageous things anymore? It doesn't matter, Si Niang, just say it."

"I feel that this third painting is not a record, but rather a prophecy, or a reminder."

"Prophecy? Does Siniang mean that the three people kneeling down are us?" The Taoist priest with a grimace instantly understood what He Siniang meant.

He Siniang nodded and continued: "In the second painting, the coffin was indeed sent here, but in the third painting, there was only an incense table left in the cave. Isn't that the same as the fact that we can't find the coffin now? The situation coincides with the situation? And there are exactly three people kneeling in the painting. Does it mean that if we want to find the entrance to the underground palace, we must burn three sticks of incense and kneel down devoutly? "

"Old Zhao, he's thinking shit!" Luo Laoqi couldn't hold back his temper when he heard this. He stared at his eyes and said, "If you want to enter the fight, you have to make grandpa kneel down? Who is he? Believe it or not, I Lift up the board of his coffin, take out his big crotch and crush it to pieces?"

The Taoist priest with a grimace also felt that these remarks were too mysterious, and couldn't help but questioned: "Siniang, you are not humble. If you say it is outrageous, it is not outrageous. There are exactly three people in the painting. This is a bit unlucky, but if it is true, As you said, that person is us. Then burn incense for him and bow again, so that you can see the entrance to the underground palace? If Zhao Buxiang has a spirit in heaven, he will not laugh when he sees this scene. ?”

"But haven't we encountered too many strange things along the way? All signs indicate that Zhao Ouxiang is a man who likes to play tricks and be clever. It wouldn't be surprising if he did this again at the entrance of the underground palace, right? Is there any riddle on the stone tablet? Didn’t we think it was just nonsense before we figured it out?”

"But... but this is..." The grim-faced Taoist priest was immediately shaken by He Siniang's words, and could only say: "Then Siniang didn't mean to ask us to light incense and worship, right? "

"Where can I get incense in the barren mountains?" Luo Laoqi didn't expect that the two smart men actually wanted to get incense to worship after all the talk. He said helplessly: "There is no incense in the backpack, but the torches are somewhat damp. After lighting it, the cigarette is definitely not small, how about I light three for you to use?"

"What the heck, is this poor guy so stupid as to be the grandson of Mr. Zhao? If Siniang's hypothesis is true, then we can start from other angles. Think about whether there is some specific angle, or... Only special circumstances that occur after burning incense can lead to clues to the entrance to the underground palace. Let's go to the stone platform now, first lift the incense case and see if there is anything hidden underneath."

As they spoke, the three of them turned around and walked towards the stone platform in the center of the cave. Luo Laoqi was in front of him without saying a word and kicked him to the ground. The Taoist priest with a grimace followed and looked around, and saw that there was nothing under the incense table. Except for a layer of sparse soil, it was made of hard rocks, and the tilted incense table looked like just a solid stone. It was even less likely that there was any mystery hidden in it. So the Taoist priest with a grimace thought for a moment, and then said: "Look I have to think of some ways to start with burning incense."