"I just said it casually, but you are a big man and your legs are weak? Why didn't I see you so fragile when I was in the brothel?"
"Six Niang also visited the brothel with Sajia. Why don't Sajia remember...ah! When did Sajia visit the brothel?"
"Every moment of fighting will be eliminated." The Taoist priest with a grimace suddenly added.
"Taoist Master, you..."
"Haha...cough!" Xia Houyun couldn't help laughing when he saw the three people bickering, but Xia Houxiang next to him glanced at his mouth with disdain and squeezed out the word "vulgar" from between his teeth. He wanted to say something else, but Luo Laoqi glared back.
Everyone just walked and laughed, which relieved some of the anxiety in their hearts. After walking for about a stick of incense, they finally saw the end of the spiral staircase in the silence after the laughter.
Entering the short tunnel at the end of the spiral staircase, the space in the cave gradually spread out in a trumpet shape until it was almost three feet high. The way forward was blocked by a thick stone door.
The stone door is two people tall and has an ancient and simple shape. There is no decoration except for the two rows of door nails on the door. However, such a stone door stands in front of everyone like a shirtless warrior, and there is an inexplicable sense of oppression all over the body. , making people feel depressed and anxious at first glance, as if something is staring at them from behind the door.
The grim-faced Taoist priest hissed and said, "The stone gate in front of you looks a little evil?" Then he stepped forward to take a closer look.
But just after walking a few steps, the Taoist priest with a grimace suddenly noticed something not far from the door. It looked like a stone platform carved from the mountain rock. It was about the same size as a child's coffin. It was dark and there was something stuck on it. .
The Taoist priest with a grimace quickly called everyone forward, and he bent down and used the Longming knife to chip away some black powder on the stone platform. At this time, He Siniang poked her head out from behind, and said "Eh" when she saw this, and said in surprise: " Taoist priest, this...how does this look like blood stains?"
"It is indeed dried blood." The old man with a ghost face shook off the powder on the knife and looked down at the stone platform in front of him. The stone platform was covered with this kind of dark brown dried blood, and even the ground around the stone platform was covered with it. , I don’t know how many people or animals were slaughtered here, and the blood that flowed out filled the gaps in the rocks on the ground.
The old Taoist with a grimace became more and more evil as he looked at it, and said: "Why do I think this place looks like a sacrificial altar? The blood on the ground seems to have flowed down from the stone platform. Is this stone platform specially used to slaughter living creatures for sacrifice?" "
"Altar? Is that supposed to be a sacrifice or something?" The two of them raised their heads at the same time. They were very close to the stone gate and could clearly see the condition of the rock wall in front.
I saw that in addition to the stone gate on the rock, there was also a plaque on it, which was neatly carved out on the rock wall according to the situation. There were two big characters engraved on the plaque, painted with deep red and heavy paint, but the two big characters were curved. The song is very weird. Based on the experience of the Grimace Taoist priest, I have never seen this type of font before.
"Six Niang has learned Duan ancient characters from Brother Qingyao, can you recognize what characters are in the plaque?"
"It's the word 'Ghost Gate'." Unexpectedly, He Siniang actually recognized it and continued: "It seems that this is the ghost gate that Li Tianwen said has been opened for several years."
Xia Houyun was surprised that He Siniang recognized the Chinese characters on the plaque. He must have never heard of this type of font like the Taoist priest with a grimace, so he asked: "Can He Siniang tell you in detail what kind of characters this is? Maybe it will help to unravel this." Secrets help.”
"Have you ever heard of Wenzu Cangjie?"
"Of course I've heard of it. Cangjie is the one who invented the Chinese characters... Is Si Niang saying that Cangjie created these characters?"
"Yes, this kind of picture-like font is the oldest Chinese writing. As for the name of the writing...because there are few historical records, there is no unified name. If I want to tell you, it is called 'hieroglyphic' It’s more appropriate.”
"Hieroglyphics...Cangjie...doesn't it mean that it dates back to ancient times?" Xia Houyun turned around and looked around, wondering: "Then here..."
"I'm afraid history won't be short." The Taoist priest with a grimace said: "It seems that what we are involved in this time is very likely to be an ancient mystery."
"Oh my God!" He Siniang sighed: "Then what are the buildings at the bottom of the valley we saw on the terrace before?"
"You have to go and see with your own eyes to know what it is, but now the question is, the stone door is closed, how should we open it? What is the bloody stone platform used for?"
"Didn't the Taoist priest just say it was an altar?" Luo Laoqi walked to the stone platform and asked, "Will the door open when the sacrifice is made?"
"That's nonsense. Unless someone is guarding the door, how can it be opened after the sacrifice? Besides, look at the blood stains on the stone platform. Does this look like a place where serious things are sacrificed?"
He Siniang also echoed: "It won't be that simple. Li Tianwen personally said that it will take several years for this door to be opened. If we have missed the time, I am afraid it will not be easy to open it again."
"I don't believe what Thief Li said." The grim-faced Taoist priest said, stepping forward and pushing the stone door a few times. After finding that the stone door didn't move at all, he took out the crowbar and knocked again. The sound was extremely thick and dull, and he was afraid that It is no less than four or five inches thick.
At this time, Luo Laoqi said: "We have been working together for a long time, but we haven't tried it yet. Will it open with just a fucking push? With these two arms of Sajia..." But when he walked to the door, , when he personally looked up at the thick stone door that was as high as the two of them, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded by this sense of oppression, but he didn't want to ruin his majesty, so he said to the old Taoist with a grimace: "Taoist Master, step back half a step and watch what Sajia does. You perform a 'chest-breaking door'." After saying that, he stepped forward and assumed a tiger posture, then took a deep breath and suddenly turned his head and asked the old Taoist with a grimace: "Taoist Master, this door opens inward. Or does it open outwards?”
He Siniang laughed loudly and said: "You are not stupid. You still know to ask first. There is no handle on the outside of this stone door. It must be opened inward."
"Hey, Si Niang is right!" Luo Laoqi spit in the palm of his hand, and then started to push the stone door with all his strength, but no matter how hard he tried, the stone door still didn't move.
The Taoist priest with a grimace saw the condition of the stone gate and knew that there was no need to help him, so he said to Luo Laoqi: "Okay, stop pushing. The stone gate didn't even shake. If you try to push it open with all your strength, it won't be possible." possible."
After Luo Laoqi retreated, the grim-faced Taoist priest held a torch and looked carefully back and forth in front of the stone gate for several times. He found that the two stone gates were carved entirely from the mountain rock, with only a few holes left at the junction with the mountain. There is a thin gap, and the closing of the stone door is perfect. Although the entire stone door does not have too many carvings and decorations, it can be seen from the workmanship alone that the craftsmen who made these two stone doors are by no means ordinary. generation.
