The ancient tombs in the mounds poured into the mud and water and sank deep into the swamp.
The initial sinking was slow.
We were eager to survive.
We dragged the half-dead Zhang Juwa and fled as hard as we could.
We threw away everything we could in our hands and ran wildly to The entrance to the tomb passage.
The second Taoist priest was anxious after waiting.
He entered the tomb passage and was looking inside.
When he saw that we were only dragging the bloody Zhang Juwa, but the snakeskin bag was not there, he knew what had happened.
He couldn't restrain his greed and spit on the palm of his hand.
He picked up a torch and wanted to walk into the tomb passage.
He might not know that the tomb Due to an accident, he thought that everything was afraid of fire, so he took a torch to drive away the strange snake, grabbed two treasures and came out again.
He couldn't enter the treasure mountain and come back empty-handed.
This greed combined with his greed had already made him what his ancestor had done back then.
He had forgotten his oath, but he saw something was wrong and stood there hesitating.
Sonnier and I took Zhang Juwa and fled here.
We were so exhausted that we were panting.
We were in shock and couldn't speak.
Before we could tell the other elders, the second half of the tomb passage suddenly collapsed and was completely buried in mud.
After stopping, Erlaodao stood closer to the inside and stretched his head to look in.
I realized that it was too late that the tomb passage had collapsed.
I watched him let the mud and rocks be buried in the Liao tomb.
In the jargon of "inverted bucket", "It's a bit rustic."
Sonnier and I pushed Zhang Juwa into the tomb with all our strength.
We turned around and saw Er Tao being buried alive.
We felt chilled in our hearts.
However, where we stood, the mud was almost up to our knees.
We had to crawl out of the tomb passage and listen to the west wind.
Sobbing, seeing yellow grass stretching to the sky, The white clouds were in the sky, and the thrilling things before seemed to have never happened.
There was only the bubbling in the swamp.
That was the sound of the ancient tomb sinking into the depths of the swamp.
It disappeared after a while, and only half of the mountain was left.
Tomb passage filled with mud.
After these things, I know that what Blind Lao Yi said is true.
The greed of tomb robbers and treasures can kill people.
The two old Taoists can be regarded as tomb robbers with some skills.
Just because of a mistake, we almost lost our lives.
The flesh on Zhang Juwa's face was gone, and he was drowsy and unconscious.
Fortunately, Sonnier found some Bodhisattva grass, wrapped Zhang Juwa's wounds and poured medicinal soup into his mouth, and he managed to survive.
Sonnier and I carried him out step by step.
Halfway there, the blizzard and snow hit our faces, and in less than a moment, the sky was completely white.
From the ancient saying, "It snows in June in Hu land."
This saying That's right.
We had nothing to keep out the cold, so we had to hurry up.
Before the weather became bad, we finally got out of this sea of grass that eats people but doesn't spit out bones.
We sent Zhang Juwa to a village in Nuomin River to be raised.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I left all the money given by Er Lao Tao and the gilt copper knots I dug out from the tomb door to Zhang Juwa.
I also found a place to burn some paper money for Er Lao Dao to save the old thief.
After returning to the forest farm, Sonnier didn't dare to hide it from her grandfather.
The land man knew about going into Laogou to rob the tomb.
The old man boasted about his beard and glared at Sonnier, and even tried to beat her with a stick.
I had no choice but to tell the story.
I put it on my head, but I was also afraid of the Land Master’s stubborn temper, so I made an excuse to go back first.
After a trip home, I wanted to wait until the old man's anger subsided.
The return train departed from a small station near a forest farm.
I said goodbye to Sonnier who came to see her off.
I sat alone in the carriage and felt lost.
I was extremely bored.
I looked through my hands.
An old book passed down by Er Lao Taoist Patriarch to pass the time.
The Yin-Yang Treasure Book contains more than just mountains, water, yin tombs, and yang houses.
It also contains information about searching for dragons, telling fortunes, and interpreting dreams.
Erlaodao was buried alive in the Kangyan Mountain Ancient Tomb, but his ancestral Yin-Yang Treasure Book is still outside.
I was in his backpack.
I dug it out when I was looking for matches.
I wanted to take it back to Blind Laoyi.
I had never seen it before.
Taking a closer look, I only had the opportunity to read it when I was sitting on the train.
I first looked at the so-called Feng Shui situation.
It was not much different from what I said.
It just had more illustrations and it seemed easier to understand.
Wait.
Turning to the Taoist dream interpretation section, I immediately thought of the murals in the Laogou Tomb.
I read Taoist secrets of dream interpretation several times on the train, but the nightmare that the shaman goddess Manggu had a thousand years ago in the mural had no explanation at all.
This time I listened to the lies of the Taoist Taoists and went to Kangyanzi Mountain.
The tomb robbery in Laogou was really unlucky.
Thinking about it afterwards, I have to blame myself for being reckless, but if you dare to do it, you have to do it.
There is nothing to complain about.
I thought that the matter was over.
Who knew that this thousand-year nightmare had just begun?
, even more incredible things are yet to come
.
: