Aying wiped her tears: "Yes, if I had known I would not have let them return to Wu Coffin Town. You said, if I had stopped them at that time, maybe they would not have disappeared."
She paused and choked:
"I didn't mean to lie to you. I was afraid that if I told you about the ancient witch's curse, you wouldn't dare to come here!"
Song Siyuan calmed down. The information she received really shocked her. The strange things they encountered since entering Wu Coffin Town may have come from the so-called ancient witch.
She thought for a moment and tried to clear the fog in front of her eyes: "If this is the case, then your parents must not be going to the wild forest, maybe to other places!"
"Have you ever heard them say something like, where are they going to go after coming to Witch Coffin Town?"
Song Siyuan's words seemed to be true. Ah Ying's eyes turned around and a strange light flashed:
"I can't remember much about what happened when I was a child, but my mother-in-law said that Wu Coffin Town can last for thousands of years, relying on the respect for ancestors and the passing on of knowledge from past generations."
"Ancestors respect...knowledge from past generations...pass on?"
Song Siyuan murmured to herself, putting Aying's words in her mind and chewing them carefully.
"Then, it can't be a place like an ancestral hall, like the Nuo Dance Ghost Tower we saw."
Song Siyuan quite agreed with Lu Fengjian's words. She nodded and said:
"It's possible what Feng Jian said, but the ancestral hall cannot transfer knowledge. At most, there is respect for the ancestors."
"Private schools, only private schools or schools can play a role in transmitting knowledge!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Aying's eyes flashed. She took the witch coffin map from Yue Guanchao's hand, rummaged through it, pointed to one of the places and said:
"My grandma told me that Wu Coffin Town has its own inheritance. Yezhi Hall stores the classics collected by each generation of Wu Coffin Town. It is also equivalent to a private school. All children born in Wu Coffin Town will be educated here. The shaman in charge of Nojido teaches knowledge!”
"I think if my father and mother really want to find a way to lift the curse, they will definitely go to Nozhido. There are so many classics here, is there no way to lift the curse?"
Song Siyuan looked at the place she pointed at and said to Yue Guanchao: "Our next step is to go to the valley mentioned by Uncle Wu Tuman, or to Ye Zhitang. There may be traces of his parents there."
Yue Guanchao looked at Aying's expectant eyes. They had already come this far. It would be a pity to give up halfway. He thought clearly about the possible consequences. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and shouted: "As the old saying goes, you have to send Buddha to the west, and you have to go to the bridal chamber to worship. , then let’s risk our lives and go to the wild horse hall to ride horses and have fun.”
…
Follow the map and walk through the woods and wild fields.
Yue Guanchao led them along according to the directions on the witch coffin map. Since they were still carrying the injured Xiao Wu, they didn't walk very fast, and finally arrived at the end of the wild forest an hour later.
Nojitang is located at the junction of Yelin and the town. If you look down from the height of the cliff, you will find that Nozhitang completely separates the Wuyangyang residential houses from the lush wilderness. The two are distinct, as if divided by a mysterious force. two.
Look carefully, this wild building is more strange and strange than the Nuo Dance Ghost Tower. It has changed the simplicity and primitiveness of the Nuo Dance Ghost Tower and become majestic and solemn!
In front of everyone's eyes, a rammed earth platform with a height of two people appeared. A zigzag staircase was hung on the trapezoidal foundation wall, which could be climbed up.
Looking up into the distance, the stone fortress is neat and solid, with tight barriers. In the thick fog, you can vaguely see the cracked and damaged tiger and wolf gate beasts, and the eagle god pillar with tattered flags flying.
When they walked up the stone steps to the rammed earth platform covered with weeds, two mottled and rusty bronze standing figures came into view. In the distance, they could see the collapsed and broken stele of the saint, and the color of the murals on the outer wall had faded. It has long lost its splendor.
All the buildings here are covered with loess and fallen leaves, and occasionally birdsong can be heard, as if they are waiting for the destined person to once again reveal its secrets that have been hidden for many years!
Boom!
Yue Guanchao pushed open the ancient door of Yejiotang, and everyone held their breath. Although there was no burning smell here, the dust raised was unexpectedly choking.
"Ahem...the layout here is so strange!"
Song Siyuan turned on the flashlight and shined it upward. There was a plaque with the name "Ye Zhi Tang" hanging on the lintel outside the hall!
Entering Nojido Hall and then entering an inner door, there is also a black plaque on the lintel of the second door, which reads "House of Worshiping Gods" with three ink characters of flying dragons and phoenixes.
Twelve bronze screen doors stand at the waist of the hall, dividing the worship hall into two parts, the front and rear.
There are corridor doors on the east and west walls of the front hall, and sacrificial incense tables and several futons are displayed on the north wall. Bronze pine lamp stands half a person's height stand on the left and right, and multiple candlesticks are placed at the joints of the branches. White candles are dripping all over the pine branches, like copper stands. Full of bright flowers!
The most special thing is the relief painting in front of the incense table.
The gods carved on these twelve screen doors have strange postures and ghostly auras, just like the seducing judge in the City God's Temple. The faces of all the gods seem to point to the same person!
Yue Guanchao was afraid that he would be dazzled, so he looked at the screen door carefully.
After decades of corrosion, these screen doors have become mottled and discolored, but the image of the god can still be recognized!
