After the old man left, I asked Uncle Yan what was going on?
And who is that old man and why is he here?
Uncle Yan lit a cigarette for himself, and while smoking, he patted my shoulder and motioned for me to follow the group.
We headed into the mountains again, but I was still confused about where exactly we were going. I didn’t even know what tomb we were looking for.
However, Uncle Yan explained everything to me clearly before arriving at the destination.
It all starts from my father's generation.
My grandfather's skills as a Taosha official were basically passed down to my father, and our Chen family is a single generation.
Because except for the gold captain, there are very few tomb robbers who act alone.
Apart from anything else, just digging holes for thieves is not something that one person can handle.
My father, Chen Jianguo, had six brothers. They were tomb robbers who worked together in the early years. They were distributed in the north and south of China and belonged to different underground gangs.
Including my father, there are seven people in total, each with different abilities.
Among them, my father is good at Feng Shui, knows Yin and Yang, and has an obsessive love for finding dragon acupoints, but his force value is very average, and he rarely digs holes for thieves himself.
It's just that my father's Feng Shui skills were not taught to me at all. After listening to Uncle Yan's explanation, I was very depressed.
As for Uncle Yan, he has a deep research on ancient characters, especially the encrypted small languages of ancient times.
Also because of his expertise in this area, Uncle Yan is ostensibly a consultant to an archaeological institute.
Sometimes the coordinates of ancient tombs and some secrets that cannot be disclosed to the outside world are recorded on certain vessels.
Uncle Yan found many strange tombs through his own skills, some of which had not even been visited by tomb robbers from the previous dynasty.
There are even tomb thieves from the northern and southern factions who pay high prices to buy information from Uncle Yan, so that they can land the big tomb at once next time.
In addition, he himself served as a soldier and went on the battlefield when he was young, so his force value is not weak.
I know a little bit about Feng Shui, but it seems a bit insignificant to an expert.
As for the old man who is neither a human nor a ghost, he is the seventh oldest in his father's generation and a native of Raojiang.
His real name is Chi Yuanshan, also known as Ghost Hand.
Uncle Yan and his father had the same evaluation of him.
That's the alien!
The so-called foreigner means that this person knows things that are not native to the Central Plains.
Many of the spells he knows also belong to the category of witchcraft, so before the nickname Ghost Hand came into being, people in the circle called him Mr. Wu, because witch has the same pronunciation as Wu.
And when I was brought to the city by Uncle Yan, it was actually the person who I should call Uncle Qi who suggested it.
Because even he couldn't solve what happened to our family, but he knew something that others didn't know.
I heard from Uncle Yan that Chi Yuanshan's real age is only thirty-eight or nineteen, five or six years younger than Uncle Yan. When he met his father, he was rescued by his father and Uncle Yan when they were robbing a tomb in Raojiang.
Only an accident later caused Chi Yuanshan to become what it is now.
Uncle Yan said that there are two special skills that Chi Yuanshan is best at, one is to throw stones to ask for directions, and the other is to follow the insect shadow.
Uncle Yan did not go into details about these two special skills. He just said that they are very magical. Even in this era, three or four of them cannot be seen. They are mysterious and mysterious.
After talking about the ghost hand, the next step is about the destination and various antecedents of this tomb robbery.
Of course, these so-called antecedents were all done without me knowing anything about it.
It turned out that in 1996, Uncle Yan stole a tomb that looked like an imperial mausoleum but was not an imperial mausoleum somewhere in Fujian, and found some cipher text on one of the vessels.
After half a year, Uncle Yan decrypted the cipher text and found that the word ghost corpse was mentioned in the cipher text.
As well as the coordinates of another ancient tomb, and unfortunately, the coordinates of this ancient tomb point to the tomb of King Zhao in Handan, Hebei.
At that time, Uncle Yan was not in a hurry, but organized his manpower and made sufficient preparations to go to the tomb of King Zhao.
But when they arrived at King Zhao's tomb, they found that everything inside had been looted, and the clues were interrupted.
Uncle Yan still blamed himself for this, and later the matter was shelved.
It wasn't until 1997 that the case of King Zhao's Tomb was revealed and all the people involved were arrested. After Uncle Yan learned about this, he couldn't help but feel frightened.
But as the saying goes, no coincidence can make a book.
Before the group of tomb robbers who stole King Zhao's tomb were caught, some things had actually flowed into the underground black market.
And that shriveled piece of human skin was one of them. It passed through various hands and finally fell into the hands of Chi Yuanshan, the ghost hand, and then ran to our side.
I asked Uncle Yan what was recorded in the cipher text he deciphered in Fujian.
Uncle Yan took two deep puffs of smoke and said, "The text is incomplete, but I still remember the main content."
"That tomb belongs to a favorite disciple of King Zhao when he was young. This disciple belonged to the Yin Yang family..."
As Uncle Yan told me, I gradually understood many of the secrets.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, hundreds of schools of thought and various schools came into being. Many of them could influence the rise and fall of a country, but many others were short-lived.
The tomb that Uncle Yan robbed was the tomb of the Yin-Yang sorcerer, Ji Wuchang.
Ji Wuchang has not been recorded in any official and unofficial history. Only people in the tomb robbing circle can get a glimpse of him through some clues.
This person is an alchemist next to King Zhao. He is an alternative who has left the Yin and Yang family, but he has extraordinary abilities.
Ji Wu can often resurrect a dead person, but the resurrected dead person is not a normal person.
This was the original concept of the ghost corpse.
In ancient times, feudal superstition was serious, and everyone wanted to live forever, and King Zhao was no exception. Therefore, the size of Ji Wu Chang's mausoleum was at the princely level before his death.
Everyone thought it was the mausoleum built by King Zhao for himself, but it was not.
Ji Wu Chang was ordered to set up an altar under Wu Chang's tomb. Through a method of exchanging blood with the dead, people can live longer.
It's just that things are unpredictable and Ji Wuchang died earlier than King Zhao, so there is no more information about this secret.
But one thing is that King Zhao must have known what was going on, so Uncle Yan went to King Zhao's tomb.
Because the clue must be in the tomb of King Zhao, but now it is unrealistic to know.
It wasn't until the appearance of the human skin totem that there was a glimmer of hope.
Uncle Yan said that the piece of human skin was torn off from a living woman, but what was recorded on it was not some secret technique of exchanging blood for a walking corpse.
It was about the affairs within this woman's family, because there was not much written information, but we also learned that this woman was an important figure in the tribe at that time.
Because the phoenix was something that only queen-level status could possess in ancient times, and ordinary people didn't even dare to think about it.
When Uncle Yan almost finished speaking, I asked in confusion: "Uncle Yan, you have been talking for a long time, but you seem to have missed the point."
"What kind of tomb is this, and who is the owner of the tomb? Or who is the owner of this human skin, and what does it have to do with me?"
Uncle Yan threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, reached out and patted my head.
He said in a deep voice: "Do you really think that your Uncle Yan and I are a god and know everything?"
"If I knew everything, would I still have to travel over mountains and ridges to come here?"
"but……"
Uncle Yan changed the subject and said, "Although I don't know who the owner of the human skin is, Lao Qi knows what kind of tomb we are going to."
After hearing this, I quickly asked what kind of tomb?
Uncle Yan looked at me very seriously and said: "Shu Yi Tomb!"
What?
I'm a little dumbfounded, Shuyi Tomb?
I tried hard to think about the documents in my mind about the word "Shu Yi", but I couldn't find any mention of it.
"I said, Uncle Yan, are you making this up?"
"Return to Shu Yi, why don't you talk about the Classic of Mountains and Seas...?"
Uncle Yan frowned and glared at me: "Why did I lie to you?"
"Do you want to listen? If you don't want to listen, I'm not willing to say it yet...!"
After Uncle Yan finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left directly. No matter how much I shouted behind him, it had no effect.
We walked until midnight before stopping to rest at a location near the top of the mountain.
After climbing the mountain for a whole day, my legs were completely out of control, and I lay directly on the rocks, breathing heavily.
Da Zhuang handed over a kettle and said, "Little Fifth Master, can your body still hold on?"
"I heard from Mr. Qi that we still have at least three to five days of journey...?"
"puff!"
As soon as I drank the water in my mouth, it spurted out.
Da Zhuang burst out laughing and said, "I'm just trying to scare you, I'm just teasing you!"
"Have a good rest today, and when you wake up tomorrow, you'll be almost there."
I glared at Da Zhuang, then drank some water, and saw the old man in black robe standing on the edge of the cliff gesticulating something with a mahogany stick with a snake head in his hand.
He was still mumbling to himself, like a magic stick.
I tried my best to say with my mouth: "Dazhuang, what is this old man doing?"
Da Zhuang turned his head and glanced at it before saying, "Didn't Fifth Master tell you?"
"Master Qi has two famous stunts, namely throwing stones to ask for directions and the insect shadow to follow."
"And what Master Qi is showing off now is his first stunt..."
I asked softly: "What do you mean by throwing stones to ask for directions?"
Da Zhuang lowered his head pretending to be mysterious and said: "Well... I guarantee it will open your eyes! But you have to wait until Yin Shi comes to understand..."
