Where do tomb robbers meet in their lives?

The stone tablet of Qinggang is more than two meters high, standing squarely in the center of the bottom of the entire pool, surrounded by four stone monkeys, squatting on the stone seat as tall as half a man, facing all directions, carved The workmanship is quite exquisite, if it can come out of the water, it will definitely be a first-class collection that can enter the museum.But the little brother didn't even look at these things, the whole person was attracted by the stone tablet in front of him, and looked at it motionlessly.

This little brother is going to be dumbfounded, even Li Changhao is not as good as him as a stone Buddha, so it is normal for him to ignore me.

After a while, Wu Xie and Fatty came over, and heard Wu Xie repeating my mistakes and asking: "Brother, how is it, have you been to this place before?" He pointed to a line of lower characters on the stone tablet.I saw the fat man and Wu Xie leaning over to look at it. There was no room for me, so I stood aside. After a while, the fat man asked Wu Xie what was written on it. Wu Xie explained: "These few words are to tell us, the tomb The master built a heavenly palace, and the gate leading to the heavenly palace is inside the stele, if you are destined, the gate will open, and you can go to heaven through this gate.”

"There's a fart door!" The fat man patted the stone tablet.

Wu Xie said: "This sentence is a bit like a Zen saying. Everyone has a different understanding of this kind of words. His original meaning does not mean that there is really a door in the stone tablet, but it may refer to something hidden in the contents of the tablet. .”

"Where is the 'content' on this? Dare is a wordless book. Little sister Liang, come here, come and have a look, and see if brother Wu Xie missed it."

I snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "I'm nearsighted, can I see such small characters clearly without glasses?"

The fat man glared at me and scolded my mother.

Wu Xie cleared his throat and said, "Anyway, these words are very cryptic, and it won't help much if you don't read them... As for the glasses thing... Liang Jin can't help it for a while, so you better bear with it. "

I learned from my brother and ignored the two of them, standing side by side with my brother to study the stele.I didn’t lie about those lowercase characters, they were indeed carved too small. This dark stone tablet is so tall, it’s really strange that the characters carved on it are so small.But the rest of the place is nothing, smooth as jade.I stretched out my hand and touched it carefully. To my surprise, the feeling from my palm was not so cold. It seemed that the stone was not as I expected.

I observed the stele carefully, and it was inevitable that I would feel a little dazed when my eyes fell on the blank things for a long time. Just when I was about to withdraw my god, a woman's face suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.The eyes were tightly closed on that face, but the mouth was slightly open, pale and blended into the black jade-like medium of the stone tablet, blurred with a faint halo, and the facial features were not very clear.I was startled, and quickly stepped back and almost fell to the ground. When I focused and looked at the stele in front of me, the fleeting image disappeared.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Xie and Fatty came to me one after another, I pushed them away, and stared at the stele for a while, but nothing appeared on it.

Strange, could it be that I was daydreaming just now?Did you stare at this thing for so long that you hallucinated?This is too weird.Thinking back to that woman's ghostly face just now, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart.

The fat man asked me from the side: "I said, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with this stele?"

"I..." I turned my head, "Brother, just now...did you notice anything unusual on the stele? For example... a human face or something?"

I was taken aback when I saw it. I don’t know when the little brother walked away from me. At this moment, he is leaning against the edge of the pedestal of a stone monkey, his face is covered with blue frost, and his eyes are very loose. The calm and calm look of Taishan collapsed in front of him was dispelled by an atmosphere similar to despair.

Wu Xie was also very surprised to see him like this, and hurried to him and asked him what was going on.I saw his lips twitch a few times, and then he said softly: "I remember what happened 20 years ago."

what?

For a moment, everyone was silent, and a deathly silence fell suddenly.

I still recall that at that time, whether it was the environment, atmosphere or the expressions of the parties involved, it was almost like acting, extremely surreal and extremely fictionalized.

As soon as I heard this sentence 20 years ago, I almost jumped up and accused my brother. This is too irresponsible. 20 years ago, 20 years ago, how old was he? It is impossible to be more than 30 years old if you have surgery.However, my frivolous idea was completely subverted in a conversation with Wu Xie. At that time, I didn't realize that when he told me the twists and turns, he had actually taken me deep into a certain Huge conspiracy, unable to extricate themselves.

But this is something to do later, not for now.

Due to the serious atmosphere created by the three of them at the time, I opened my mouth and realized that if I entangled in the topic of "20 years ago", I would definitely be severely criticized by everyone, so I pursed my mouth in a sensible manner this time and did not ask any questions.

The beginning of my brother's narration sounded a bit inexplicable to me.

It’s like a serial drama that started halfway through. In the scene he described at the beginning, this Haidou was the scene of the first scene—then Wu Xie added the background of the incident for me, so I put this The story line is coherent.

In a nutshell, my brother, that is, the young man called "Zhang Qiling" at that time, appeared in this Haidou because of an archaeological accident, or an archaeological experience developed due to an accident. The archaeological team mainly composed of college students 20 years ago encountered a storm while exploring this underwater tomb, so they had no choice but to hide in this sea bucket to avoid the storm.

The first thing they found was the pile of porcelain jars that made Wu Xie fascinated.

A girl named Huo Ling from the archaeological team discovered the special pattern on the bottom of the porcelain pot. After listening to the stereotyped narration of the younger brother, I can also know that Huo Ling is a beautiful little girl who is interested in him. I don’t know if he has noticed this. But looking at his otherworldly appearance, if he wasn't a man, I would definitely call him "Little Dragon Girl" or "Little Dragon Girl's brother" in my heart?

I don't know why my mind was distracted, I thought about it, and for no reason, I chuckled lightly.This time the three men around me looked at me at the same time.The fat man frowned and said, "What are you thinking, girl? Didn't you see that we were talking about serious business? Be serious!" Even Wu Xie sighed, reluctantly not complaining to me.I rubbed my head in embarrassment: "Sorry, tell me, tell me."

The little brother, or Zhang Qiling (I only knew his name at this time), continued his narration.

In short, after the girl Huo Ling discovered the special situation on the porcelain, she attracted attention.The boys of the archaeological team expressed their opinions one after another, but these ideas were not unified. After a while, everyone blushed. Huo Ling, who was used to such scenes, sighed, and saw Zhang Qiling standing calmly. The side didn't participate in the discussion, so she walked up to him and handed him a blue and white porcelain flask, and said to him coquettishly: "Xiao Zhang, help me see, what is this?"

It was at this time that the little brother discovered that there were different symbols on the bottom of the porcelain jars, and these symbols changed regularly, like a fixed sequence of numbers.He felt a little strange, and looked at the patterns on these porcelain vases, and found that the scenes depicted on them were not ordinary. They were craftsmen who had never seen before carving huge stones, laboring to build temples, etc. These scenes sometimes describe the work scenes of a single person in detail, and sometimes show the magnificent construction scenes on the large porcelain. They are very realistic, have a certain shocking atmosphere, and also have narrative continuity. The process of a large project.

Zhang Qiling was completely attracted. Regardless of other people's curious eyes, he went straight to the last small porcelain flower ear pot. He picked it up and observed it carefully. A picture of the final completion of this large project.

It was a palace that could not be described in words, floating in the sky. The clouds and mist shrouded the palace below. The builders of the palace stood on the ground and looked up at the sky. Smile proudly.

Zhang Qiling was excited by the dreamlike picture painted on this small pot. He knew that he had found a great treasure: he was almost sure that the scene depicted on this pot was Wang Zanghai, a ghostly craftsman in the early Ming Dynasty. Yunding Tiangong designed and built.

At this time, I couldn't help asking: "Who is Wang Zanghai? Is this person famous?" The fat man gave him a roll of his eyes, the little brother's cold look, and Wu Xie's sigh.I was very sensible and realized that I asked a stupid question, so I could only shrug my shoulders and mutter: "What are you doing, there are different ways of hearing, and there are specialties in art..."

In short, according to my brother's narration, I think Wang Zanghai is a very remarkable high-level figure similar to a master architect in the Ming Dynasty.

This strange man built a fantastic place, called the palace in the sky "Yunding Tiangong".

Zhang Qiling was very excited that such a thing that originally existed in the legend actually appeared in this sea bucket in such a realistic manner. It seemed that the legend and the reality were brought closer to within reach in an instant, and no one could resist this temptation.Immediately, Zhang Qiling asked for an in-depth investigation to a woman named Chen Wenjin, who was in charge of the archaeological team at the time.

However, Wen Jin is the person in charge of this project after all, and she does not approve of rash advances until she finds out the details of this Haidou.So a firm objection was raised.Zhang Qiling, an unorganized and undisciplined comrade, of course ignored such opinions, and immediately packed his things to go into the ancient tomb to find out.

Later, when I heard Wu Xie supplement the story for me, I knew that Chen Wenjin was his third uncle’s best friend when he was young. Did not stop", I guess the person in charge also used some tricks, but failed in front of the little brother.Her failure was doomed to breaking the rules, and her companions were all young and energetic college students. When they saw someone breaking the rules, they couldn't restrain their overflowing curiosity anymore, and clamored to follow.Seeing that she couldn't control it anymore, Chen Wenjin thought over and over again, probably feeling that there was nothing particularly dangerous about this tomb for the time being, so she gritted her teeth and let her lead the team to the depths of the cemetery.

The next thing is how they came to this pool, roughly the same as us, except that there is no sea monkey, and there is no damned Aning!I calmed down and continued listening.In short, they also encountered the opening of the mechanism of the pool, and everyone mustered up their courage and walked down the stone steps.In Zhang Qiling's narration, it was mentioned that after coming down below, the mist changed into various facial makeup in the halo of the flashlight, which made people involuntarily feel fear.I couldn't help being a little curious. When we came here, we didn't see any human faces in the mist. On the contrary, I saw this stone tablet just now...

The stele just now... what happened?

Thinking of this, I froze for a moment.

Strange, I seem to have forgotten something all of a sudden.

I rubbed my forehead and tried my best to look at Wu Xie and the others. I don't know when my eyes seemed to be filled with a lot of fog. It's not so much my eyes, but something like contact lenses filled my pupils, and everything was blurred. Muddy.My head became dizzy, and there seemed to be some important discovery about the stele, but why can't I remember it?I looked at my little brother and saw his lips open and close. He was supposed to be saying something, but why couldn't I hear it clearly, as if I was watching a silent movie.

Brother, what are you talking about?I opened my mouth to ask a question, but suddenly my heart trembled.

I can't even make a sound!

Now I was flustered, and I reached out to take a picture of Wu Xie who was close at hand, but my arm couldn't be lifted as if it had been filled with lead, and it remained motionless!

What exactly happened here!

I looked at Wu Xie and Fatty who were still looking at my brother intently, and didn't notice my abnormality at all, and I was so scared that I lost my direction.Am I poisoned?Did I have a stroke?Could it be...

Suddenly my body moved involuntarily.

Slowly, my body turned around in a dance-like gentle posture, and I walked towards the stone tablet with barely audible steps.These movements are completely out of my control, and they are not mechanical at all, they are very smooth, as if I am attached to this body instead.

Seeing the stele approaching step by step, the smooth surface appeared in front of my eyes like a mirror, reflecting my ghostly figure in the mist. Walking half a meter before the stele, I saw that it was written in lowercase characters:

"This stele is destined for those who have a destiny, that is, the gate of Tiangong. If you enter it, you can get a fairyland."