The grim-faced Taoist priest suspected that the entrance to the underground palace was hidden in the cave, but it was hidden by Zhao Buxiang using some unexpected means. If he wanted to find the entrance now, he had to either dig three feet of the ground and plow the cave, or According to the rock carvings, try to see if any strange phenomena will appear after lighting the tribute incense. The former method was used by the three of them when they entered the cave. Moreover, with Zhao Xiang's character, they would definitely not let him in if there was an entrance. It's easy to find it, but where to get the incense in the second method is another problem. The three of them came out to fight, but they didn't go to the grave. No one would bring that thing with them. So far, it can't really be like what Luo Laoqi said. Light a few torches to top up the count?
Thinking of this grimace, the Taoist priest suddenly exclaimed, turned to look at He Siniang, and then asked: "Didn't Siniang always wear incense for self-defense? Do you still have it now? Will it have the same effect as burning incense?"
"Ah?!" Luo Laoqi was surprised when he heard this: "Light some incense? Then it will make us all confused? The Taoist priest is planning to take the three of us to be buried with Mr. Zhao."
"I'm here with you. You idiot, you don't even think about it. Siniang is good at making scents, so how could she not prepare the antidote?"
"The Taoist Master is right. I do keep incense and antidote close to my body at all times, but will burning the incense really have any effect?"
"How does this poor man know that if he burns real incense, not to mention incense, he can guarantee that the entrance to the underground palace will appear out of thin air? We have no choice at the moment. We are in dire straits. We don't care whether we lose our human rights or not. Let's give it a try. "
"Okay, the fragrance I carry is enough, but..." He Siniang stopped talking.
"What's wrong? Si Niang, can you tell me what you have to say at once?"
"Although the incense I carry is enough, I only have one antidote..." He Siniang said as she took out an eight-treasure bag from her chest. After opening it, there was a snakeskin jade box that was as long as a palm and as wide as a thumb. She opened the lid. Seeing more than twenty sticks of incense and a green pill neatly placed in the box, He Siniang continued: "This antidote is called 'Zhenshen Pill'. The materials required for refining are very rare, and This time I went to the north and I didn’t have time to store anything else, so I only had this one left, why don’t you, Taoist Priest, eat it and get some incense?”
The Taoist priest with a grimace looked at the jade box and shook his head, and said helplessly: "Siniang, you are quite wild in your ways. You brought so many incense but only one antidote. I'll leave the task of looking at this incense to you, as a poor Taoist. Lao Qi and I were still fascinated by you last time, so we won’t worry even if we take the antidote. The two of us will wait outside the cave now. If anything happens, just call us."
"Okay, I'll do it now." He Siniang said, pinching the pill and putting it to the bottom of her tongue, then took out the fire stick and prepared to light incense. Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest with a grimace gestured to Luo Laoqi, and the two of them started Turn around and walk out of the cave.
When they arrived near the stone bridge at the entrance of the cave, the grim-faced Taoist priest found a protruding rock on the edge of the cliff to sit on and rest. At this time, the clouds and fog in the valley had dispersed, but another layer of white miasma was faintly spreading at the bottom of the valley. The miasma is different from the clouds and mist. It seems to have substance but is invisible. It covers a position slightly higher than the weed pile. Like a sky-shielding umbrella, it divides the valley into two distinct parts, the upper and lower parts. The upper palace wall can just block the miasma from outside. , thus forming a natural barrier. Unless convection is formed at the mouth of the valley after sunset to bring the miasma out, otherwise this layer of poisonous miasma will not be blown by the mountain wind and will permeate the valley throughout the day. It is really a good way to resist strangers.
The grim-faced Taoist priest guessed that the miasma in the valley may be mainly caused by poisonous weeds and decayed trees that have been steamed and suffocated by the hot and humid air. Coupled with the constant absorption and exhalation of various types of silverfish dormant in the valley, it has turned into a poisonous miasma that is instantaneous to death upon contact. This kind of Poisonous miasma generally appears in the south, especially in Guangdong and Guangxi. Guangxi is even called the "miasma town". Because of the hot climate in the south and the dense trees and insects in the mountains and forests, miasma can easily form after the moisture evaporates. According to history books There are many records about this. For example, the "Book of the Later Han: Biography of Nanman" written by Fan Ye of this dynasty wrote that "the water, soil and temperature of Nanzhou, coupled with miasma, will kill four or five times out of ten."
This valley may have a very high temperature due to its terrain and environment. In addition, the valley is full of poisonous substances, which provides the necessary conditions for the formation of miasma. However, the grim-faced Taoist priest was not so nervous at this time. He saw the height of the city. It seems to be designed for miasma, so it will not threaten the location of the three of them anyway. If the search for the underground palace is fruitless, the three of them can stay here until sunset before leaving the valley, and there is no need to be troubled by the poisonous miasma.
Thinking that this grim-faced Taoist priest had finally put an end to one of his worries, and now the only way to find the underground palace was to search for the underground palace with all his strength. He didn't know what was going on with He Siniang inside, so he wanted to ask out loud, but when he turned around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of He Siniang beside him. There was something weird about the rock wall. He quickly closed his mouth and tilted his head to look out. Then he saw a wrist-thick hole on the rock wall, not far from the outside of the hole. The Taoist priest with a grimace said something in his mouth, and then He immediately stood up and came to the rock wall. This time, he held the cave wall with one hand and stretched his entire upper body out of the rock wall to take a closer look. Sure enough, there was a round hole that seemed to be artificially dug on the rock wall. The depth could not be seen, but the size was large. It was slightly thicker than the wrist. What surprised the grim-faced Taoist priest was that there was more than one round hole. There were holes every half a foot diagonally upward. At a rough glance, there were five or six. Further ahead, there was a protrusion on the rock wall that blocked the view. The Taoist priest with a grimace used his hand to draw strokes along the holes. His heart suddenly jumped and he asked in surprise: Was there originally a plank road here? !
"Plank road? What plank road?" Luo Laoqi heard the sound and turned around, but saw the body of the Taoist priest with a grimace hanging outside, and said hurriedly: "Taoist priest, what are you doing? You old arms and legs, you fall down again."
The grim-faced Taoist priest retracted his body, pointed to the outside of the cliff and said, "Look at the holes outside. If wooden pillars are inserted into the holes, will they become a suspended plank road?"
"Is there something fishy outside? Let's take a look at Sa's house." Luo Laoqi said as he stepped forward and carefully leaned out to take a look. At this time, the Taoist priest with a grimace shouted into the cave: "Four Niangs! Si Niangs!"
After a while, He Siniang's voice came from the cave: "The incense has been burned, but there has been no change in the cave. The Taoist Master will wait a little longer, and I will accept my body..."
"What are you waiting for! Come out quickly, we found something outside."
"Ah?" He Siniang immediately ran out of the cave after hearing this. When she got outside, she hurriedly asked: "What did the Taoist find? Did burning incense work?"
"It has nothing to do with the half cent for burning incense. Pindao thinks we are thinking too complicated. The real path may not be in the cave, but over here." After saying that, he pointed in front of Luo Laoqi, and He Siniang walked up in confusion. Ahead, when he saw the hole on the cliff, he was also surprised and said: "There was a road here?!"
"It seems so." The grim-faced Taoist suppressed the excitement in his heart and calmly analyzed: "There should have been a plank road on the cliff, which was the path leading to the Immortal Cave, but it was demolished after Zhao Buxiang's coffin was buried. Coupled with the misleading of the rock carvings in the cave, it gave us the illusion that the entrance to the underground palace was hidden in the cave."
"Then since the entrance is not in the cave, what is the meaning of the third rock carving on the wall?"
"According to Pindao, the first two paintings are in a simple documentary style, so the third painting must be no exception. Perhaps this cave is just a simple place of worship. The thick dust on the incense table also shows that it has been burned There is a lot of incense burning, and the reason why there are three people worshiping may be because three is the crowd, which represents the crowd of people worshiping."
"Is this... are we really thinking too complicated? No wonder the second painting of the funeral procession disappeared at the stone bridge. It turns out there is something fishy in it."
"We just have too many smart heads. The more we think about it, the easier it is to go astray. We could have found something if we were careful, but we almost fell into a trap. This is also because Mr. Zhao Buxiang is too cunning and does it real and fake. There is something wrong with Pindao's mental condition, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do anything like burning incense and asking for a fight even if he were beaten to death."
"Okay, stop talking. I have been staring at the ceiling of the cave for a long time with my neck raised. I now suspect that you two deliberately let me stay in there and make a fool of myself. So what should I do now? I have to find a way to climb up. Go over and see if the entrance to the cave is really over there, right?"
"Pindao has already thought of a way. Zhao Buxiang can only demolish the plank road, but he can't demolish the trees that have grown for thousands of years. Isn't the crooked-necked pitch pine above you looking at it a good place to fix the flying lock?"
