The tennis bag is vibrating, or the dagger inside is vibrating. The amplitude is very small, probably like the vibration of a mobile phone.
After this thing was opened and stepped into the range of the altar, it seemed to have a response. The short sword sensed Dorgon's aura?
Jiang Qi guessed this, and as his hand pressed on the tennis bag, the vibration of the short knife stopped.
It's like the dagger has a spirit, knowing that Jiang Qi is trying to calm it down.
After comforting the dagger, Jiang Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to follow Li Yu and take stock of the scene in front of him.
"This altar was originally on the ground. In other words, it was for this altar that the foundation of this garden was as high as it is now."
Li Yu suddenly spoke and said the longest sentence since Jiang Qi met her.
Walking around the half-buried altar, Li Yu seemed to have been opened to the Ren and Du channels, and his whole body became energetic.
The girl's eyes were shining, and she was looking around all the time.
"Zhu Cixi was a very domineering emperor. He originally ordered that the altar for suppressing Dorgon be placed in his mausoleum garden."
"But Zhu Cixiang's intention is not to let Dorgon share his incense. But he wants to look after Dorgon's soul after his death."
"It can be said that Emperor Zhengwu's hatred for Dorgon is so intense that even death cannot eliminate it!"
"In this case, it would be inappropriate to leave the altar exposed. After all, this is where the emperor's tomb is located."
"So the officials from the Ministry of Works at the time worked tirelessly to raise the foundation of the entire garden until the altar was buried."
"This is a lot of work, but in the face of the emperor's will, it is not difficult."
Li Yu talked a lot and even seemed a bit chatty. And she wasn't talking to Jiang Qi, she was talking to herself.
Jiang Qi listened quietly and asked: "So, where we stand now is the original foundation?"
As he spoke, Jiang Qi looked around and saw scaffoldings supporting the surrounding earth walls.
This is a big pit. It has been three days and there are still high-power water pumps working.
There are more staff who are busy digging out more things.
Jiang Qi and Li Yu looked a little out of place standing here.
"How did you two get in?"
After a while, a staff member came over to ask.
As soon as Li Yu saw outsiders, he returned to his taciturn self.
Jiang Qi took Brother Wu's work permit from Li Yu's hand and said with a smile: "We are students from Jiangbei University. We came here with our tutor to participate in the exchange meeting about this altar."
"Team Leader Wu is our senior brother. He is greeting the instructor. We are two little curious, so we came over to take a look first."
When the man in work clothes heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Is your teacher Academician Li Tong?"
academician?
Good guy, Lao Li is really a sweeping monk!
Jiang Qi sighed inwardly and nodded without any delay.
Seeing Jiang Qi nod, the attitude of the man opposite him became visibly friendly.
"It turns out it's my own family, so take your time and take a look. By the way, don't go to the innermost part. There is still a part of it where preliminary excavations are being carried out, which is a bit dangerous."
"You can visit other places. The main body of the altar has been cleared. You can go in, but don't stay too long."
Jiang Qi nodded in agreement. After a few words of thanks, the old man turned around and continued working.
When Li Yu saw the person leaving, he glanced at Jiang Qi to say hello, and then walked towards the altar.
Jiang Qi shook his head helplessly and followed quickly.
The main body of this altar is not small, with a radius of at least one hundred meters by visual inspection.
It's like a Rubik's cube placed in a basin.
The entire altar is made of wood, but miraculously, even after being buried for nearly three hundred years, the altar has not decayed.
"This is sombre wood."
Li Yu looked up at the main body of the altar, which was about five meters high in front of him, and said softly: "It seems that when the altar was first built, the issue of burial was considered."
Jiang Qi knew that the senior sister was not talking to him, so he found the steps and walked up to the altar.
Even after three hundred years, this altar is still stable, but it is a little damp and has an earthy smell.
Jiang Qi arrived steadily on the altar and looked around. In addition to the altar itself, there were some traces of decay around the altar, which seemed to be flagpoles and the like.
Three hundred years ago, it was here that warlocks under the orders of Emperor Zhengwu used secret methods to suppress Dorgon's soul, causing him to sink forever without being able to stand up.
Jiang Qi lowered his head and looked at the altar, and found that there was a place covered by a glass cover. When he went over to look at it, there were faintly visible Sanskrit characters and talismans there.
Is this a two-pronged approach, using both Taoist and Buddhist methods?
"The Ksitigarbha's Original Vow Sutra from Mount Jiuhua, and the Suppressing Mantra from the Heavenly Master's Mansion."
Li Yu also ran up at some point. Standing next to Jiang Qi, he looked at the altar floor covered by the glass lid.
"How did senior sister recognize him?"
Jiang Qi looked at the ghost-drawn talisman. He could only recognize that it was Sanskrit and a talisman.
But this senior sister, even the specific origins are revealed, which is very scary.
"The foot of the talisman seal is Zhengyi's exclusive painting method. In Sanskrit, it begins with ksitigarbha. The transliteration is: Qi Sha Ti Ti Po, and the free translation is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
Jiang Qi clicked his tongue and marveled, can he understand Sanskrit?
How much has this senior learned?
"Click."
Li Yu took out a SLR from his huge coat and took pictures of the pile of ghost symbols.
"There is no flash and it is separated by glass, so there will be no problem."
Li Yu murmured to himself.
Jiang Qi, who didn't care about these things, stopped caring about Li Yu and looked at the middle school position on the altar. ＼
There is a dark monument somewhere, which seems to be made of stone and also covered with glass.
Jiang Qi walked over and took a look and found that there was an inscription on it. Fortunately, it was in regular script.
"Zhang Yingjing, the great master of Longhu Zhengyi, presides over the park law at Jiuhua Huacheng Temple. In compliance with the decree of Emperor Zhengwu, the soul of Dorgon, the rebellious general who was suppressed, is here."
After Jiang Qi read the inscription, his eyes widened slightly. If nothing else, this Zhang Yingjing seemed to be the Zhengtian Master at that time, right?
It's just that after Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne, he went to Zhengyi's Tianshi title and changed his name to Dazhen, but the meaning was the same.
Isn't Zhu Cixi's handwriting too big?
Jiang Qi smacked his lips, stood up, and heard the click of a shutter behind him. Naturally, Li Yu would not let go of this inscription.
Li Yu took photos everywhere on the altar and jumped up and down for a long time, making his image a bit more sloppy.
About an hour later, another group of people came down outside the altar.
It was Li Tong who brought Brother Wu and a bunch of guys with stupid smiles.
