"Hey, I'm thinking that I really want to seek wealth. If I go to bring back the bones of my ancestors, it will be quite open. By the way, the Qinling Mountains are full of tombs from the Tang Dynasty. Which tomb are you looking for?"
Song Siyuan listened to Tang Dayang's words and figured out the meaning of his words. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes: "You are very familiar with Qinling Mountains!"
"That's right. We are all from the Seventy-Two Valley, and our family is Tangling Village."
There was no place to look for after breaking through the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get there. Yue Guanchao and the others heard the news about Tangling Village again, and they only felt that God was playing tricks on people, and even fate was mixed in. Yue Guanchao couldn't wait to ask the brothers and sisters for confirmation: "But Yu Ji Tangling Village near Mt.
"Of course, there is only one Tangling Village in the Seventy-two Valleys of the Qinling Mountains, so we can't tell lies."
Tang Dayang had given a guarantee, and there was no need for the brother and sister to lie to them. Song Siyuan decided to ask what was going on in Tangling Village first. She looked at the brother and sister with sincere eyes and asked: "You know that everyone in Tangling Village Where have you gone? We heard we got the plague decades ago,"
She thought about it and found that Chao Fengdang's words as shopkeeper were indeed credible, but the information he collected might not be true. She and Yue Guanchao believed that the villagers in Tangling Village would not disappear for no reason, and the so-called plague might be just a cover.
In other words, if there really was a plague, why was the blind old man okay? He could even continue to survive alone after the plague. If there was no plague, then this old man might be the breakthrough to the truth about Tangling Village.
Since a family like Tang Dayang moved from the Qinling Mountains to Xijing, it can be seen that there is a lot of inside information.
Tang Dayang scratched his head and recalled the events of his ancestors: "Since my grandfather's generation, he came from the Qinling Mountains to Xijing City. I don't know anything else. Regarding the legend of Tangling Village, I heard several old uncles and aunts talk about ancient things. Pass."
"The disappearance of the villagers in Tangling was apparently caused by a plague, but in fact they offended the gods. They were all pulled into the underground palace by the soul mist and never came out again. The remaining villagers were afraid of being retaliated by the gods, so they all moved out of the village to the vicinity of Xijing. , I haven’t gone back to take a look until now.”
Putting aside everything else, the gods, soul mist, and underground palace mentioned by Tang Dayang clearly pointed to the Ancestral Soul Palace. Yue Guanchao struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: "Brother Tang, that god of yours doesn't live in some soul palace cave ridge, does it?" .”
"Well, it seems to be called the Ancestral Vein Soul Palace!"
Tang Daqin took advantage of the opportunity and added, when she saw Yue and Song's eyes brightening, she immediately realized that the tomb they wanted to dig was the Soul Palace, and her eyes widened in a hurry: "The tomb you want to dig is the Ancestral Soul Palace!!! "
Yue Guanchao nodded and acquiesced to their guess.
"Brother Yue, that's terrible. I'm not throwing cold water on you. You really can't go to this Soul Palace. It doesn't matter whether you come or not. There are so many villagers in Tangling Village who don't see people alive or dead. What are you doing? And he deliberately went to a place like that to get into trouble."
Tang Dayang's panic was not an act. Even if he had never experienced the horror of the Soul Palace, he could still remember it clearly. Yue Guanchao wanted to know what happened at that time, and continued to ask: "I remember that the people of Tangling Village came to protect the imperial mausoleum. We just gathered in the village, how could we be taken away by some soul mist."
"Who knows, I just heard from the elders that people in Tangling Village have to worship the Soul Palace every year. I don't know who got greedy for the treasures in the Soul Palace back then, and took advantage of the cave ridge not being closed yet to bring them A group of tomb robbers entered the cave ridge, and all the villagers who went to worship were taken into the Soul Palace, with no chance of survival."
"What about the old man?"
Song Siyuan handed Tang Dayang a photo. He looked at the old man in the black and white photo carefully, and his eyes lit up: "This is Uncle E. He is the same generation as Grandpa E. He was the one who dispersed the soul mist in time, so it was called the village. Other people in there had a chance to escape alive, but Uncle Er was really unlucky. When the last one escaped from the cave ridge, the soul mist blinded his eyes, and he has been unable to see anything since then. , I can only rely on walking sticks to explore, and I have been staying in the village these years. I heard that my eldest father would visit this uncle when he was young. He also visited several times when he was a child. More than ten years later, I did not expect that he would still Alive!"
Song Siyuan was sure that the blind old man was related to Tang Dayang, so she asked about the past events she wanted to know most: "Since you are relatives, you must know a riddle - the lofty Han and Tang Dynasties, the great China, enjoy our country, and worship it. National mourning, do you know what these four short sentences mean!"
Tang Daqin muttered the sixteen-character riddle she told and explained: "The towering Han and Tang Dynasties, the vast China, feast on my country, and worship the country. These words seem to be a sacrificial inscription for searching for the Soul Palace. I want to enter the Soul Palace to pay tribute." Ancestors must be understood, but we younger generations definitely don’t know the next few sentences. If we want to know them, we must ask my uncle for help. He is the only story in the village that is still alive today!"
"If you really want to go, you can take my brother with you. I think my uncle will give us some face."
Tang Dayang followed closely and nodded. Song Siyuan saw the bright future, and the stone in her heart finally fell to the ground: "If you are really willing to help, that would be great. Our people have asked this old gentleman countless times, but he just won't tell us. What is the full text of the human riddle.”
Tang Daqin explained: "That's for sure. My uncle is afraid that someone will provoke the Soul Palace again, and he hopes that no one knows the riddle. Of course you can't ask it out. The Soul Palace is full of dangers, and he doesn't have any ill intentions. He probably just doesn't want you to get involved in it in vain. A few lives.”
