Adhering to his familiarity with Gouzi, Cao An did not make any move and just felt the stone carvings in front of him.
Sure enough, Zhang Yunlai's voice was heard not long after, "Where is it? Where is the heavenly book you found?"
"Isn't this what it is? It's laid out in front of you, but you can't see it? Is it possible that only Master Gou and I are gifted and the chosen one, so I can't see it? But the lines are so clear that I can even touch them. You see, the writing is so dense and neat, the lines are clear, and it is full of historical atmosphere."
"You call this a heavenly book?" Zhang Yunlai pointed to the traces on the cliff in front of him.
"Do you understand?" Gouzi asked, obviously not paying attention to the change in Zhang Yunlai's expression.
"I don't understand, do you understand?"
"I can't understand it either, Mr. Dog. Aren't those things that I can't understand always called the Heavenly Book? Who can understand this tadpole script that looks like ghostly drawings? The most amazing thing is that, you see, it is still carved in Yang."
Most people leave inscriptions on stone walls using intaglio. The simplest difference between the so-called yin and yang engravings is whether the lines to be carved are convex or recessed. The recessed ones are inverted engravings, and the convex ones are yang inscriptions. The two are incompatible with each other. Next, intaglio engraving is simpler, just hold the pen knife and write directly on the surface.
As for Yang carving, it is necessary to remove unnecessary line parts and leave the shape of the line alone. The entire black cliff is covered with Yang carved tadpole characters, which subconsciously gives people the impression that there are strings of tadpole characters stuck directly on the cliff. association.
But it is indeed carved, and the words are connected together extremely smoothly to strengthen its stability on the cliff. The whole text is definitely words, because it has its own style and system. , definitely not a natural creation.
Here, Cao An had finished reading the character chapter on the Black Cliff Stone Carvings, and then came to Dahuang. He stretched out his hand and touched the dog's head. The feeling was getting better and better.
"This extraterrestrial meteorite does not seem to be afraid of wind and rain erosion. Otherwise, after so many years, the engraved text would be blurred even if it is thick. Now it seems that it is not. It is still clear and can be checked, just like It’s the same as what was carved yesterday, and there are no traces of disconnection in any of the lines.”
The inscribed characters over there did not give Cao An such a shock, but here, he really felt it. It is a pity that there is no writing and no inheritance of will. Otherwise, I really want to understand what is recorded on it. content.
The same touch, the same history, the same ordinaryness. Apart from the different ways of recording, there is nothing special about it. This is also the case when I read the third black cliff stone carving in a row. The third chapter records some characters. The reason why the full 'god' is called god is just a guess.
Because no one knows the sky-wide gods and Buddhas recorded above. Based on Cao An’s knowledge of several previous civilizations, he doesn’t know the sculptures on it. Yes, it is more vivid to say that they are sculptures rather than murals. There are eight hundred characters in this chapter, with different expressions and images, but not one face is similar.
The impression reflected from the sculptures is that these sculptures should not be far different from the previous figures with simple lines, because the clothes on them still retain the most original style. Regardless of men and women, in addition to simple concealment, even It can't even meet the standard of keeping out the cold.
As night falls, the sky has completely darkened. There is a large enough open space below the stone carvings on the three black cliffs. This is probably because it was mistakenly regarded as the enlightenment site before, and people still come here now. Although it is located below, It is relatively gentle, but retains stone layers.
Only a few places on the edges were left with soil and weeds growing there. It looks like a sect martial arts arena that has not been taken care of for a long time. Between the text chapter and the statue chapter, there is a three-story wooden building standing on the mountain. It has been used very well. After so many years, you can still see it. Faint light.
Zhang Yunlai opened his mouth and explained: "That was a wooden building that was previously provided to people who were enlightened here. In its heyday, there were four such wooden buildings. Later, part of them was demolished. There are no separated rooms inside. It was connected to China Unicom and was done in order to accommodate more people and save space.”
A few people did not enter, but rested in this huge 'martial arts arena'.
In the middle of the night, several people were suddenly woken up by a murmuring sound. The biting wind seemed to have become the weather. Zhang Yunlai curled up his lips, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he looked at the place where the sound came from. He wanted to see what kind of stuff it was that he couldn't imagine.
These days, I only hear that people are fighting with monsters, and even demons have to stay away. Occasionally, you can see one or two so-called spirits, and they are also in the mountains. As for ghosts, they have to be ranked behind the spirits. If you go there, you will either encounter it in a very dark place, or it will happen in some remote villages.
Although ghosts and ghosts are not all derived from intelligence and consciousness, they also have the instinct to sense danger. The sunlight in the sky, the breeze in the world, the majestic and upright voice, the power of Qi and blood in strong people, etc., are very important to them. They can all cause fatal injuries.
Based on this instinct, after seeing himself and others, he did not think of a better way to hide himself, but openly provoked him. Zhang Yunlai felt that the evil creature in front of him was very thoughtful and courageous. It has become a climate, so you are too arrogant?
"He taught me to accept the lingering hatred, to avoid being spoiled and angry, and to rehabilitate myself, to change my temperament, to stop loving the passing water, to turn around from the sea of suffering, and to realize the truth early. I want to get up, weave fireworks, self-destruction, idle bones, and hide the desolation forever. Ruin, cut out the heart and tongue, and swallow the fruit alone..."
Orange-red lights lit up inside the wooden building, and accompanied by gusts of cold wind, a woman's low singing came out, complaining sadly. Just listening to the voice, I thought it was a very beautiful woman, but this voice was in such an environment. , inexplicably more eerie and chilly, dogs are naturally repulsive to these evil things.
Dahuang grinned, with a hint of anger between his brows and eyes, but Cao An blocked it.
"Not busy, listen to what she has to say!"
Under Cao An's comfort, Dahuang squatted down, but looked at the wooden building, still unkind. After the shallow singing, the orange-red light of the wooden building became softer, and there was a vague illumination. The whole wooden building felt like the next second, two figures appeared in the orange-red light and shadow of the wooden building.
"Shadow puppet?" Zhong Zhan looked at the picture in front of him and said in a daze.
Cao An released his spiritual thoughts to the surroundings and felt the surrounding atmosphere. Apart from the fact that the temperature was indeed low due to the appearance of the negative things, it seemed that the guys inside did not have any ill intentions towards himself and others. At least, they have not been found yet. .
Somewhat worried, he looked at Zhang Yunlai beside him. The latter cast a reassuring look, and he didn't notice anything unusual for the time being.
The story in the picture has begun. There is just weird silence and no sound at all, but the scene and picture are extremely real. If it were not for the orange background behind it, one would subconsciously think that there would be another world behind the light curtain. .
It was a windy and snowy day, and the scholar in white was staggering in the vastness. He could not tell where this place was, but it was a plain, a very vast plain, with heavy snow covering all the low vegetation, plowing fields, and It looked even more like a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth.
Only the occasional tall trees on the roadside barely brought some difference to the monotonous white color. But further up, the tree crowns were also full of white.
His eyes were already red and swollen. He finally walked into a village through the white sky. Every family knocked on the door. Unfortunately, in such weather, how could a farmer, who had trouble eating at home, give this to a farmer? When the stranger opened the door, the scholar did not give up. He knew that this was his only chance to survive.
He also knew that the hope of living was clearly behind the door, but now he opened that door.
No one was willing to open the door of survival for him.
In the end, the scholar fell in front of the last family. Compared with the previous farm families, this family should be the most miserable. It is precisely because of this that it is at the very end and edge of the village. Unexpectedly, the door opened, and a woman in linen clothes walked out, rubbing her hands that were red from the cold.
Looking at the man on the ground, a look of confusion appeared on her face. She closed the door, and soon opened it again, with a look of confusion and worry on her face. Finally, she dragged the man into the room, where the door Afterwards, the woman lit the few remaining firewood for the scholar.
Because the bed in the house was really dilapidated, it was no different from lying on the ground. It was just covered with a layer of dry thatch that was not too thick. I took some rice from the pottery pot in the house, looked at the scholar again, and was still cruel. I took a little more and cooked a bowl of gruel.
Under the care of the woman, the scholarly life has been restored. The woman's appearance is already good. If the dirt on her face is washed away, she will definitely stand out in the small village. However, she does not dare and cannot. This is to protect herself. .
But the scholar saw that the two people were in the same room. No matter how hard they avoided it, they would eventually be discovered. This snowy day lasted for a long time. The two people secretly fell in love and made a lifelong commitment to each other. The woman spent time in the cold winter for someone else's house. Washing clothes and supplementing the family income, the scholar studied hard. At the beginning of spring, they separated and the scholar went to Beijing to take the exam.
"It's probably a play about a heartless man." Zhang Yunlai raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said softly. This is a story that has been told badly. There is really nothing new about it.
"It's the one we've heard before, right?" The old dog nodded and responded aloud.
"It's probably like that. It's a shadow puppet show. It's based on real life, and it comes from the world. It's not surprising. I just don't understand why this ghost is performing this for us. Is it here to entertain us?"
The plot on the screen is still advancing, and the scholar is just as everyone expected, the top scholar in high school...
