Chapter 63: The Tomb of the King of Fog-Longed Tigers

Style: Science Author: Liu JingzheWords: 2005Update Time: 24/01/12 06:48:08
He Siniang was also in a state of ups and downs at this time and didn't know how to answer. She subconsciously glanced at the tunnel she was walking in. In the darkness, she only felt a pair of eyes staring at the entrance of the cave. She quickly blinked and took a closer look, only to find that There was only darkness in the distance, and no eyes could be seen anywhere. She secretly blamed herself for being too nervous, shook her head, turned around and entered the stone hall, and then spoke to the grim-faced Taoist priest: "Taoist priest, do you feel that Something fishy?"

The grim-faced Taoist priest was still staring at the portrait on the wall. Hearing this, he replied: "There are too many strange things. Which one is Si Niang referring to?"

"That's Gong Laosan. Don't you think this guy is a little too weird?"

"After the poor Taoist saw this portrait, not to mention it was weird. Even if you said he was a ghost, the poor Taoist would believe it." The grim-faced Taoist paused and continued: "The layout here is clearly that of a sleeping hall, and the person worshiping him is also like Gong Gong. The third child is exactly the same, so who was the one who went to the palace before?"

"The Taoist priest said that we encountered a ghost in the upper palace?"

"Pindao doesn't mean that. After all, the man in the upper palace was beaten up by Lao Qi earlier. How can a ghost live so cowardly? Pindao just thinks that Gong Laosan's true identity may have something hidden."

"Master Taoist, please tell me."

"This is just a poor guess. Si Niang, do you remember that Brother Qingyao said that all the Gong brothers look very similar?"

He Siniang nodded, and the Taoist priest with a grimace continued: "Brother Qingyao has confirmed that Mr. Gong died in the valley more than two months ago, and there should be no falsehood. But where was he buried, and what happened next?" What happened between Gong Laosan selling gold medals and being caught by us last night was all told by Gong Laosan. It’s hard to say whether there was any adulteration or not." The Taoist Priest with a grimace pointed at the portrait on the wall. Analyzed He Siniang: "Look, Siniang, although the person in this portrait looks very similar to Gong Laosan, only the head is drawn, and there is no depiction under the neck, so we are missing the other parts. Identification evidence, then who knows whether this person is Gong Laosan, Gong Laoer or Gong Laoshan? Do you think it is possible that Gong Laosan and his wife from the Shang Palace actually have another purpose in entering the valley? Not only had they been to the Chuduogulu Cave, they also set up a spiritual place for Gong Laoer here for some reasons. Those so-called soul-leaving syndrome and other claims were all lies by Gong Laosan, in order to cover up their The real purpose of coming here.”

"A spiritual place set up for Gong Laoer?" He Siniang said thoughtfully after hearing this: "How can such a person who makes money behind his brother's back still have such a conscience?"

“Perhaps it’s because you’ve done something wrong that you have a bad conscience?”

"No, maybe this matter is not that complicated." He Siniang seemed to suddenly remember something, tilted the portrait on the wall, and then said: "I suddenly remembered the portrait outside the tunnel. I was almost scared out of my mind, but now that I think about it, even though the paint on that portrait has almost peeled off, why does the outline of his face still vaguely resemble that of the person in the painting?"

"Ah?! Is what Si Niang said true?"

"Siniang is right, the bird man hanging on the wall may be Mr. Zhao Jiuxiang." Luo Laoqi poked his head out from the door of the back hall at this time, and continued: "You two are blind when things happen. All in all, when can we be as down-to-earth as the Sa family and be a hard-working person, the Sa family will have a coffin opened at this moment."

"Is there a coffin in the back hall?" Taoist Priest He and Siniang asked together.

"You two come and take a look, my mother is going to get rich this time." Luo Laoqi said and turned back to the back hall. Taoist Priest He and He Siniang hurriedly followed. When they reached the back hall, they found that The space is similar to that of the front hall. There is a very eye-catching sarcophagus in the middle. The lid of the coffin has been pushed open. The Taoist priest with a grimace was surprised when he saw this: "This is a sarcophagus. You pushed the lid of the coffin open yourself?!" "

"It's not closed tightly at all." Luo Laoqi replied: "For the sake of the overall situation, the Sa family went into the back hall alone to investigate. When they saw the coffin, they just pushed it away. Who knew it was pushed open? Come and take a look, there are a lot of treasures in this coffin."

"Are there any bones?" The grim-faced Taoist priest asked as he walked forward, "Why do you say that the front hall is dedicated to Zhao Ouxiang's spiritual tablet?"

"There are no bones, but Taoist priest, take a look at the things inside. Are those things that people like Gong Lao Er can afford? The Sa family thinks it must be Zhao Jixiang's." Luo Laoqi said and pushed the coffin lid outward a few times. The Taoist priest with a grimace saw that he could easily push the coffin lid without exerting much effort. Looking at the fit between the coffin lid and the coffin body, he discovered the reason. The upper edge of the coffin body was intentionally designed into a smooth semicircle. , and the grooves around the coffin lid can be clamped tightly but can be easily pushed. There is only one possibility for this design, which is to facilitate the opening and closing of the sarcophagus.

The grimace Taoist felt that the design of a sarcophagus was unreasonable, and it was not convenient to open and close the drawers at home. But when he saw the items in the coffin, he understood the purpose of the design.

The sarcophagus in front of you is an ordinary single coffin. You can see clearly by shining a torch inward. The coffin is covered with a thick layer of black brocade, and a set of crown robes are neatly placed on it, divided from top to bottom. It consists of a crown, a mysterious robe, a heather garment, a gold-inlaid jade belt, a yellow knee-covering, and a red waistcoat. This whole set of crown attire is decorated with dragon paintings and decorated with countless gold hooks, jade pendants, pearls and emeralds, making it dazzling in the firelight. gorgeous colors.

At this time, Luo Laoqi said from the side: "How about Taoist priest, is Sajia right? Is this thing even suitable for Gong Laoer? Not to mention anything else, if Gong Laosan has really been here, why not?" Has it already swept away?"

He Siniang also agreed: "Gong Laosan is a master who recognizes money but not people. It is impossible to sit idly by with such treasures in the coffin. It seems that he has never been here, but there is a condom in the coffin." What do you mean by dress? Cenotaph?"

"This is a coronal dress!" The grim-faced Taoist priest took his body back, with a look of surprise on his face, and continued: "This thing was the highest dress of the imperial class from the Xia to the end of the Qin and Han Dynasties. At that time, it could only be worn by the emperor. In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the princes and kings would also wear it on important occasions. It was not a funeral robe, and it should not appear in the sarcophagus of the ancient tomb. Then this sarcophagus... Wait! It seems like a poor man Got it!" The Ghost-faced Taoist said and turned around and walked out of the hall. He Siniang and Luo Laoqi didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly asked the Ghost-faced Taoist what he had found. The Ghost-faced Taoist didn't answer. He kept walking after arriving at the front hall, directly Follow the east gate to the flying pavilion outside, and see that the flying pavilion outside is different from the previous one. There is a branch road in the middle of the flying pavilion, which leads directly to a hole in the rock wall. He Siniang and Luo Lao Qi had already followed him, and when he saw this, he was surprised and said: "Is there an entrance to this cave?"

The Taoist priest with a grimace slapped his thigh and suddenly said: "That's right! There must be the Huangquan Ferry outside!"