Xixia dead book

Chapter 32: Legend of the Undead in the Book of the Dead (32)
Just as Tang Feng was about to slide into the abyss, his hand touched a crack in the rock, it was a life-saving straw!Tang Feng grasped the crack in the rock with both hands, turned his head and shouted at Liang Yuan and Makarov behind him: "An accident happened to Han Jiang! There is a crack here, you must grasp this crack! "

Liang Yuan and Makarov clung tightly to this crack in the stone, the unknown powerful force in front of them was still pulling the three of them, and Tang Feng's fingers oozed a little blood.His hands had already started to go numb. Liang Yuan and Makarov saw it and were worried, but they had no choice but to try their best to delay the time of falling forward.

Tang Feng knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, not only his arms were numb, but his mind also began to be in a trance.He closed his eyes, quietly waiting for death to come.The scene of Qi Ning leaping from the roof of the building appeared again before his eyes, followed by the deep wounds on Liang Yunjie's body, the bottomless cave in the Qiang village, and Zhou Nannan's body on the celestial burial platform... No!I can't die yet!Thinking of this, Tang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, bloodshot eyes, staring at the rock wall in front of him, what happened to all this?who is it?Who let himself fall into this terrible vortex?Tang Feng struggled and persisted. He wanted to call Han Jiang again, but he couldn't make a sound. Suddenly, the distant era appeared in front of his eyes, that terrible night, nightmare, terrible nightmare!There is also the boy in white, the massacre city, the blood curse... one after another nightmare, all the nightmares in his life, at this moment, they all surfaced in front of him.Tang Feng's whole body was completely numb and was slowly losing consciousness. He closed his eyes again...

Suddenly, a voice came from Tang Feng's ear - "I'm still alive, there is a big waterfall below!" It was Han Jiang's voice! "I stepped on a rock, it's safe now, you can slowly move down." Hearing Han Jiang's words, Liang Yuan and Makarov breathed a sigh of relief, and their hanging hearts finally returned to their places.And Tang Feng, those hands that had completely lost consciousness, finally loosened from the cracks in the stone at this time.

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The gentle breeze woke up Tang Feng who was in a trance. He, Liang Yuan and Makarov carefully moved to the edge of the ground.The three of them were lying on the rock wall, greedily sucking the fresh air here.

After recovering, the three of them slowly climbed out of the cracks in the ground, stepped on the rocks, and heard the deafening sound of "哗—哗——" water flowing in their ears.Han Jiang had already climbed onto the platform under the ground, and Tang Feng, Liang Yuan, and Makarov also followed Han Jiang's footsteps to the platform.Only then did the four of them see clearly that they were standing behind a huge waterfall. The flowing water pouring down from a high place landed in a deep pool in front of the platform, splashing a little bit of water, and heading straight for everyone.None of the four dodged, and they were all enjoying this rare and refreshing moment.

"It's amazing that there is such a magnificent waterfall in the cave!" Liang Yuan exclaimed.

Tang Feng nodded, and also admired: "It's really amazing, especially this water, where does the water come from? And it should be a dry season, and the amount of water is still so large. If it is summer, I can't imagine that it will What a sight!"

"I don't care about these, what I care about is what kind of scene is in front of the water curtain." Han Jiang said, and unconsciously took two steps forward, more water splashed on him, but what he saw in front of him The water curtain is tightly fitted, without a single gap, allowing him to see the world beyond the water curtain.

"This waterfall reminds me of the Huaguoshan Water Curtain Cave in the four famous Chinese novels "Journey to the West." Everyone looked at Makarov together, but they didn't expect that the Russian old man had read the four famous Chinese novels.

Tang Feng said with a smile: "I think this waterfall is much more magical than the Water Curtain Cave in "Journey to the West". The Water Curtain Cave is a hole behind the waterfall, and this waterfall is actually inside the cave."

"It's amazing, but let's quickly turn to the front of the water curtain, the world there must be more exciting." Said, Han Jiang walked to the platform, he could not go directly through the water curtain cave, so he had to try from the side , to see if there is a way.

Han Jiang led everyone from under the rocky cliff on one side of the platform, around the deep pool, and walked more than half a circle, and finally came to the front of the waterfall.A few flashlights shone toward the waterfall together. On the rock wall near the top of the hall, there was a stream of clear water pouring down from a huge hole. "So the water came out of that hole?" Tang Feng muttered to himself.

"Where does the water in this cave come from? Could it be..." Han Jiang hesitated to speak, even he couldn't believe his own judgment.

"It's the underground lake we once swam in. No matter how the water flows in the complex cave, it will eventually flow straight down from here and fall into the pool. This may also be the most spectacular waterfall in the entire cave." Tang Feng said his inference, and he knew that this was also Han Jiang's judgment.

Han Jiang fully agrees with Tang Feng's deduction, and roughly judges that the waterfall in the cave has a drop of 50 meters from the entrance to the deep pool.This is an astonishing number!However, before Han Jiang and Tang Feng had time to think about it, Liang Yuan, who was standing by the side of the deep pool, suddenly let out a scream, which frightened everyone.Tang Feng walked over and jokingly said: "My eldest lady, what's the matter? Don't always make a fuss."

"Look over there, there's a person... a person!" Liang Yuan pointed to the water near the edge of the deep pool, yelling in horror.

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Tang Feng squatted by the pool to check, it was indeed a person, a dead person.The dead body was floating on the water with its back up and its face down. From the clothes on the man, Tang Feng could tell that it was one of the two men in black they killed in the underground lake.

"It seems that our speculation is completely correct. This person is one of the people who fell from the waterfall in the underground lake." Han Jiang's voice came from behind.

"Yes! Now it can be confirmed that the caves are completely connected. It's just that we don't know yet, how long did this guy walk from the underground lake to get here?"

After all, Tang Feng and Han Jiang turned the body over together, lifted the mask on the man's diving suit, and a stream of blood flowed out accompanied by white brains.Liang Yuan next to her gagged, and Tang Feng and Han Jiang identified it carefully. This was a blond, blue-eyed, burly foreigner. He searched his whole body, but there was nothing to prove his identity.Just when Han Jiang was about to give up, Tang Feng suddenly pointed at the man's neck and said in surprise, "Look, there's a tattoo here!"

Han Jiang looked along the direction of Tang Feng's finger, and saw a small black tattoo on the neck of the man, near the base of the ear on the right side, which was very small and inconspicuous.The tattoo pattern is a howling wolf with an eagle standing on its body.

Han Jiang asked Tang Feng in confusion: "What's so special about such an inconspicuous tattoo?"

Tang Feng lowered his voice and whispered to Han Jiang: "Do you still remember the killer who stabbed Liang Yunjie to death in Guangzhou? We later found that man's body in the Pearl River and found such a tattoo..."

Before Tang Feng finished speaking, Han Jiang immediately remembered, "It's also the same wolf, and there is also an eagle?"

"Yes. I still clearly remember that the wolf looked like this, with its head raised and howling, while the eagle stood on top of the wolf, looking rebellious!"

"It seems that all of this is connected together. The murderer who killed Liang Yunjie is the same group as the men in black who chased us down." Han Jiang nodded slightly, realizing something.At some point, Makarov stood behind the two of them without making a sound, and also saw the tattoo on the man's neck. At this moment, Makarov's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in surprise, "How could this happen?" !"

Tang Feng and Han Jiang looked back, Makarov looked terrified and took two steps back nervously.Since they met Makarov, no matter how dangerous the situation was, they had never seen him so terrified.Tang Feng thought, "There must be something wrong here?" So he asked, "Old Ma, have you seen this tattoo? What does it represent?"

"No! No! I have never seen this mark." Although Makarov tried his best to keep himself calm, both Tang Feng and Han Jiang could see that he must know something, but no matter what Tang Feng and Han Jiang asked, Makarov insisted that he had never seen this mark.

It was inconvenient for Tang Feng to ask further questions. He stood up and walked forward for a while, bypassing a huge collapsed stalagmite. Tang Feng used a flashlight to shine on the hall in front of him. Only then did everyone realize that this was the main body of the entire hall. ——A hall as spacious as five football fields.

Unlike the cave halls experienced in the past, there are not many beautiful and eye-catching geological wonders in this hall. There are even few stalactites in the cave, and the walls are all smooth limestone, but these cannot affect the value of this hall. , because at this moment, in front of everyone's eyes, neatly arranged square stone pillars appeared, from top to bottom, like pillars supporting the entire hall. "What a magnificent hall of pillars!" Tang Feng murmured.

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The four wandered in this splendid column hall, Makarov said: "This reminds me of the Luxor Temple on the banks of the Nile River in Egypt. There are also stone pillars supporting a huge temple!"

Makarov's words made Tang Feng firm in his judgment. He pointed to a stone pillar and said to everyone: "I can be [-]% sure now that these stone pillars are all carved by hand, and there are still traces of carvings by craftsmen back then. Moreover, I can also conclude that the age of excavation is at least several hundred years."

"You mean that the whole hall was excavated by the ancients?" Han Jiang asked in surprise.

"No! It's not the whole hall, but the part that the ancients used to expand and repair the original karst cave. The ancients were good at using local materials. Observe carefully. This hall is not very high, but it has a large area. It shows that the ancients used their own The need to expand the original area of ​​the hall."

"Why did the ancients dig such a huge column hall?" Liang Yuan asked curiously.

Tang Feng shook his head: "I don't know yet, maybe it's just like the old horse said, this is a temple!"

"You're talking nonsense, how could the ancient Egyptian temple buildings be found in the big caves in China?" Han Jiang said disdainfully.

"What I am interested in now is not the purpose of this hall, but the creator of this outstanding building!" Tang Feng said.

"Yeah! I'm thinking about this too. In ancient times, when tools were outdated, digging such a huge building in the mountains must have been a huge project, requiring a lot of manpower and material resources, but I've never heard of it. There are records of this in history." Han Jiang said doubtfully.

"Don't talk about you guys, I've read poetry and books well anyway, and I've never heard of this project." Tang Feng paused for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he lowered his voice and said to Han Jiang, "Could this be our project?" The 'Blackhead Stone Chamber' you are looking for?"

Han Jiang pulled Tang Feng aside, "I am now more and more inclined to your speculation. This place is indeed very similar. The age of construction, geographical location, and historical records are getting closer and closer to the 'black-headed stone chamber' we are looking for. , However, without seeing definite evidence, it is still not easy to draw conclusions.”

"Evidence? There will be evidence soon."

"But here, there are only these pillars, and there is no writing on them. Where does the evidence come from? What I need is strong evidence, the most direct evidence!"

"Strong evidence! The most direct evidence! Don't worry, I will find it for you." Tang Feng pointed the flashlight at the stone pillars at the corner of the hall, "Look! The evidence you want is here." Tang Feng The excitement could not be concealed in his words.

Han Jiang followed Tang Feng to the corner of the hall, and couldn't help taking a breath, because there were hundreds of dusty porcelain jars neatly arranged here. "Is this the evidence you said?" Han Jiang asked Tang Feng, pointing to the porcelain jar.

Tang Feng said with a smile: "This is my specialty. When I look at these porcelain jars from afar, I feel pretty close in my heart, which basically confirms my judgment."

"Don't blow it! Are you so good?"

"Hehe, it's not me. I can tell at a glance that these porcelain jars are typical Xixia imitation Cizhou kiln black and white porcelain. Cizhou kiln is a large kiln system in the northern region during the Song and Yuan Dynasties, and black and white porcelain is the representative work of Cizhou kiln. Said It is also strange that there were many kilns in the Central Plains at that time, such as celadon from Yaozhou kiln, white porcelain from Ding kiln, and shadow celadon from Jingdezhen kiln. It can best reflect the rough and simple nature of the Dangxiang nation. Therefore, Dangxiang people began to imitate a large number of black and white porcelain from the Cizhou kiln. Over time, this black and white porcelain became the most famous and widely used porcelain in Xixia. The dignitaries, down to the common people, and the whole Xixia people like to use this kind of porcelain."

"Oh! Listening to what you said, it really sounds like that! Then tell me, what are these porcelain jars for?"

"What are you doing? Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, these porcelain jars are urns!"

"What? Urns!" Han Jiang widened his eyes, looking at the hundreds of urns in front of him, as if he saw hundreds of dusty souls!
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"Are you telling the truth, or are you kidding me?" Han Jiang still didn't believe Tang Feng's words.

"In ancient times, the Han people paid attention to burial, but other ethnic minorities still retained their ancient burial customs, such as the celestial burial we saw on the celestial burial platform that day, and the cremation that is very common among northern nomads. According to historical records and Archeology proves that in Xixia society, nobles mostly built luxurious mausoleums and carried out burials, such as the Xixia Royal Mausoleum at the foot of Helan Mountain in Ningxia today, while ordinary party members choose to be cremated, and the ashes after cremation are often stored in such porcelain jars Medium, easy to carry with you.”

"Migrating with ashes?"

"Yes, this is also the custom of many nomads."

"It's really amazing. But if these porcelain jars really belong to the party members, why are they stored here?"

"Hehe, doesn't this prove my inference? I'm now [-] to [-]% sure that the souls in these porcelain jars are the Dangxiang people who returned to the origin of the Dangxiang nation after the demise of the Xixia Dynasty. And This is very likely to be the 'black-headed stone room' we are looking for, where they hid the jade screen and entrusted their souls...Look again, there are words on these porcelain jars."

"Text?" Han Jiang looked along the place where Tang Feng's torch was shining, and saw a row of strange characters that looked exactly like Chinese characters but were not Chinese characters, but Xixia characters.

Han Jiang suddenly realized: "Well, the remnant stele we saw in the Qiangzhai tunnel has this kind of writing on it, and there is also a jade screen. What do these words mean?"

"No-Zang-De-Fu!" Tang Feng translated the words on a porcelain jar word by word.He shone the light of the flashlight on another porcelain jar, "No-Zang-Yu-Lin!"

"What do you mean?" Han Jiang waited anxiously.

"They are all people's names. Mizang is the surname of Dangxiang, one of the eight major families of Dangxiang, followed by the name of the owner of the porcelain jar. It can be seen from these names that the names of later Dangxiang people were gradually Sinicized, but they still retain the name of Dangxiang people. The surname can also be regarded as a name that combines Fan and Han."

"This 'not hidden', I seem to have some impressions when I read the history books of Xixia some time ago, but I can't remember it now..." Han Jiang tried hard to recall.

"Hehe, this 'No Cang' is of course famous! The founding emperor of Western Xia, the empress named Yuan Hao, is a woman from the No Zang family. Her son later succeeded to the throne, and her elder brother Wu Zang Pang ruled the government for more than [-] years. The Wuzang family once dominated Xixia." Tang Feng introduced.

"Yes! Yes! This is the Wuzang family. Are these porcelain jars descendants of the Wuzang family? Could it be that they are the Tangxiang people who returned to the birthplace of the Dangxiang nation?" Han Jiang was shocked by this discovery.

At this time, Makarov's call came from the other end of the pillared hall: "Why are there so many porcelain jars here?" Han Jiang and Tang Feng rushed over and found Liang Yuan and Makarov in the corner of the other end of the pillared hall. There, hundreds of black and white porcelain jars were found, which were exactly the same as the ones they had found before.Later, everyone found the same porcelain jars in several other places in the hall of pillars.Tang Feng roughly estimated that there are more than 3000 porcelain jars in the pillar hall. More than 3000 porcelain jars, that is, more than 3000 lost souls!Looking at the grand hall of pillars and the mysterious porcelain pots, the four of them couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Who built this grand hall of pillars?And why do the souls in those porcelain jars sleep here forever?Is it really the party member who disappeared in the history books?
(End of this chapter)