Ten days later.
Outside the Eighth Wonder of the World, the largest imperial tomb, a figure with unkempt hair and ragged clothes and nothing but a shabby canvas bag stepped on the Mausoleum of the First Emperor step by step.
The figure was emaciated and faltering, the clothes were torn, and the two legs that seemed to be filled with lead walked up to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and sat on the ground, and then raised his head to look at the mausoleum in front of him, and after the mausoleum was the burial area of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, where Chinese history was buried The first emperor, Qin Shi Huang.
Xiang entered Lishan for ten days, and in these ten days, he walked all the areas around the Mausoleum of the First Emperor with two legs, which is equivalent to measuring the Lishan woodland that stretches for 25 kilometers from east to west and is seven kilometers wide from north to south with two feet and one step at a time.
The dry food and water he brought with him were consumed after five days in Lishan, and Xiang Qian still did not insist on going out of the mountain for the remaining days, and when he was thirsty and hungry, he drank some mountain stream water and ate some wild grass and wild fruits.
He didn't go out of the mountain because he wanted to see the imperial tomb.
If you want to see the Imperial Mausoleum, you must first understand the feng shui terrain around the Imperial Mausoleum, so the first choice is to measure the inch of Lishan Mountain.
Looking at the Emperor's Mausoleum, someone stepped into the Yin, which may be just a legend or a rumor to people in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui, but Xiang Que said that this matter is not far from him.
In the fourth year after he went to Nanshan, one night one year after the senior brother left the mountain, Lao Dao, Uncle Shi and Xiang Que sat in the hall of Gujingguan.
At midnight, the flame in the bronze soul lamp representing the senior brother suddenly brightened, and the candle flame soared into the sky.
After four years of studying the Tao, Xiang Que, who had already been able to perceive the qi of heaven and earth, vaguely noticed that the qi of the senior brother's life soul lamp was surprisingly vigorous, and the entire hall was filled with a rich qi of heaven and earth, and then slowly gathered into the candle flame above the soul lamp.
Lao Dao said: "Those who watch the emperor's mausoleum, there are people who step into the yin" Uncle Shi perennially stiff on an old face that never smiled, the corners of his mouth turned upward: "Thick accumulation, you can enter without looking at him" At that time, Xiang Que was still very ignorant, and he didn't even know that Feng Shui Yinmyoji was also divided into levels, he asked Lao Dao and Uncle Shi what they meant by what they said, and also asked why Senior Brother's life soul lamp burned so strongly, Lao Dao and Uncle Shi didn't tell him what happened, only It is to let Xiang vacant after the mountain, if you have the opportunity, you can go to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to have a look.
Later, many years have passed, Xiang Que only happened to learn about the Emperor's Mausoleum, he wanted to go to the First Emperor's Mausoleum after going down to Nanshan, but vaguely felt that his time had not come, and it was in vain to go, so he never went to Xi'an for more than half a year.
This time, he happened to be in Chengdu closer to here, Wang Kunlun, Wang Xuanzhen and they were not around, leaving him alone and having nowhere to go, Xiang Que hesitated in Xi'an for a few days and still came to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
You can enter Lishan for ten days, and you can find nothing.
In the days when he walked around the entire Lishan woodland, he was surprised to find that the feng shui of Lishan was extremely ordinary, and there was nothing surprising about it, not even the location of the ancient well view in the deep mountain col of Zhongnan Mountain.
How is this possible?
The burial place of Qin Shi Huang was Guiguzi himself, not to mention thousands of years ago, even in modern times, it is definitely the best feng shui cemetery in China, which is unparalleled in the world.
Xiang Que was confused, and ten days later he had to go out of Lishan to climb the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and face the burial area of Qin Shi Huang.
Under a stone tablet in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, Xiang Qianku sat on the ground and looked at the entire Imperial Mausoleum in a daze, and sighed faintly, still unable to see why.
"Why, can't you see anything?"
This is the sentence that Xiang Que said the most.
This whole day Xiang Que did not get up, like the old monk into the meditation under the stele withered, until the middle of the night when the dark, the visitor gradually left only Xiang Que alone, his ears gradually quieted down after he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After being tired for more than ten days, Xiang Que couldn't hold it anymore, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
It didn't take long for two staff members of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor Scenic Area to patrol with flashlights when they saw Xiang Que sleeping under the stone stele.
"Wandering?
Why do you sleep here, there are benches in the park over there, go and lie down there" "Hey, wake up, wake up, this is not a place to sleep, a scenic tourist resort, how bad it is to let you sleep, I don't know if it hinders the city's appearance" An administrator pulled Xiang Que with his hand, and the sleeping figure on the ground turned over and ignored them, and continued to fall asleep.
"Grass, you sleep so dead, you can't scream?"
Another staff member frowned and said, "Okay, don't him, love to sleep, no one at night anyway, I'll get him out tomorrow when he wakes up" Xiang Que slept until dawn, and he didn't get up until more than ten o'clock in the morning when there were more and more tourists in the mausoleum area, and then he still sat under the stone tablet and looked at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
The next day, the staff of the scenic spot came to drive him away, but Xiang Que seemed to be unable to hear and see, and turned a deaf ear to the people around him and was indifferent.
The people who work have no choice but to leave him alone, and they are not going to carry people and throw them out.
Xiang Que seemed to be alone in another time and space, and he didn't have the slightest reaction to the people around him, and he just looked at the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang blankly, during which he got up and went to the toilet and then crawled in the pool to drink some water, the rest of the time from Never left under the stele.
At night, the patrols of the two scenic spots came to the stone monument again, and also saw Xiang Que who had slept in the past.
"Grass, this person seems to be lying here, planning to sleep here every day?
There are a lot of dead people buried in front of him, and he doesn't feel unlucky."
"There must be something wrong with your brain, stupid, huh?
I saw him come at noon, pouting and drinking from the toilet faucet, and when I came in the afternoon, he was sitting here and not moving, I guess he might have something missing in his head."
"Can't get through?"
"What are you doing with him, just sleep, he's also a poor man, as long as he doesn't harass the tourists, don't care about him, love what's the matter, get him some food tomorrow and send it over, it's not bad for him, it's okay if you're crazy and stupid, don't die here, we're still in trouble" Three days later, Xiang Que had been automatically ignored by the staff of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, completely ignoring him.
In the past few days, Xiang Que has lived like a walking corpse, not speaking or moving, when he is thirsty, he goes to the toilet to drink some water, when he is hungry, he eats what the staff of the scenic spot eats, and the rest of the time is to sit under the stele and look at the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
Half a moon later, a terrible howl came from under the stele of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which resounded in the dark night sky and floated in the Li Mountain.
Xiang Que, his eyes were blank and empty, his head was white overnight, and his hair was more than a foot long.