Daomu Biji

The two of us walked on the second floor of the Zhangjia Ancient Building, passing through the racks with the iron man figurines. When we collapsed, we stepped carefully and climbed over. . There is a large space where nothing is placed. If you look around from here, you can see that all the shelves on which the iron man figurines are placed are centered on this point and arranged radially, presenting a complete set of Fuxi Sixty-four Hexagrams.

However, apart from these Iron Man figurines, there is nothing in this layer. The iron man figurines are all made of cast iron. Just like what we saw under the lake bottom ruins before, they should be the remains of Miluo Tuo sealed with iron.

"This is a warehouse." Fatty said, "When they are working on the project here, the Miluotu that killed them may be all placed here."

"So much? There is a camp here."

"Not many, don't the deformed buddies say that these things will follow the human body? It must have been gathered and formed constantly during construction."

The fat man said, "There are so many iron figurines that can't be shipped out, so they are all piled up here. The Zhang family's tomb floor may still be on the top. We continue to search to see if we can find the upward passage."

This floor, like the ground floor, also has four huge pillars. From the outside, the Zhangjia ancient building is as high as eleven floors. Apart from the one buried in the underground quicksand, we should have eight floors above it. This ancient building is all built with stones and wood from this mountain. The stone here is mixed with a lot of "Miluo Tuo stone", which is very rare.

There are a lot of messy footprints on the ground. Apparently they have also searched here for oil bottles. The footprints are too messy to provide us with any reference.

The fat man raised his head and touched his chin to ponder the footprints. After thinking for a long time, he muttered to himself: "There are too many footprints on the ground, it is not easy to judge, but there must be traces on it."

I looked up in a sound, just to see him sweeping a beam with a flashlight.

The strange Zhangjia characters are densely drawn on the beams. These characters seem to have different systems. Each line comes from a different place. The only thing in common is that we ca n’t read it and do n’t know what it means. In one of the lines, I actually saw a piece of Tianshu text.

The fat man stopped and said to me: "It seems that my guess is correct. The Zhang family, as the most primitive tomb-robbing family, may be the only person in the world who understands the truth of Chinese history. All the secrets they brought them from the fight, all Sealed in this Zhangjia ancient building. "

I said, "What exactly do these words mean? Do you think the people who build here understand?"

The fat man said: "It doesn't necessarily need to know the hen to eat delicious eggs. I guess the Zhang family provided the patterns, and then the styles were designed into the patterns. These different strange words should all come from those broken China. Fragment of civilization. If I guess right, here, the closer it is to the top floor, the closer it is to modern times. Some secrets of Chinese civilization should be buried in the huge bottom floor of the Zhangjialou floor, which is completely Buried by quicksand. "

"Then we go up, aren't we away from the biggest secret?" I said.

The fat man said: "Aren't our brother's main tasks to save people? You think I gave up even touching the underworld, and don't think about it anymore, here are all his goddesses. But I saw inscriptions in it, It should be in the early spring and autumn, and then go up one level, it is estimated that you can see a lot of seal characters. "

So we continued our search, and finally found a climbing mechanism on the west side of the building, and the fat man first went up.

After going up, it was unexpected. In this layer, there are no iron figurines anymore, replaced by a giant turtle. The turtle's neck and limbs are very long. The face of the turtle is the body of the turtle. The end of the forelimb is the hand of the person. The hind limb is the foot of the turtle. The face is a female face. The face is vicious and vicious. Portrait of Thangka. There is a depression on the back of the turtle, and there is a black ball with a face carved on it, which seems to be removable.

The fat man was surprised when he saw the stone statue: "Do you know the origin of this thing? This is a portrait of the clan nation, descended from the Shennong Clan." Taiping Yulan "quoted" People and Customs "saying that the primitive people at that time lived in a group life. Polygamy and chaotic birthing. Nu Wa asked each group of caves to make clay figures in order to clarify their fertility, and counted the figures. Among them, the clay figures used by the Shennong people were the human face turtle body, which later became the human face turtle body. The national emblem of the clan. "

"This national emblem is really shabby, but why would you, an uneducated person, watch" Taiping Yulan "?" I wondered.

"It's not because the Nu Wa on the cover has a large chest. Laozi thought it was a very powerful book, and I didn't expect it to be so serious." He said, "I still remember a passage in it-" One eye country, one One eye, the upper face of the eye, the surname of Sheng, the grandson of Fuxi; the three kingdoms, the genus, the three heads, and the later Xuanyuanchen; the human state, the human face, the turtle body, the descendant of Shennong; the Jumang, the human face Bird body, grandson of Fuxi. "Do you remember the human-faced bird we saw at Genting?"

I squatted down and looked closely at the detail of this turtle. I found that it was indeed similar to the human face bird statue we found in Genting. I said: "Jumang is the **** of wood and spring. Fuxi and Xuanyuan are people of the mythical age. I don't know where it was dug from and carried here. It is definitely not something we can pour out now, It must have been a tomb thief during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. It was possible that there was such a thing in the tomb they dug at that time. The Zhang family's old qualifications are old qualifications.

The fat man said, "What kind of **** is the Spring God, does it control Viagra?"

"It's the **** of spring. Let's look around to see what tricks there are on this floor, and maybe you can see things from other tribes around."

Was about to explore, and the fat man suddenly coughed again. This time he coughed more badly, listening to the whole person's lungs pumping up, the person will fall to the ground. I went to support him immediately and saw that his sputum coughed up this time was full of blood.

When I saw it, I said badly. The amount of bleeding is definitely not a small thing. Is it that when it shakes the bag just now, it **** in so much dust? I thought it would be fine if I coughed it out, and now it seems that his condition has deteriorated somewhat. After he coughed, his entire face was pale, and I immediately gave him a kettle to gargle. "Are you okay? No, don't force it."

Looking at the blood he coughed up, he cursed and said to me: "Let's move faster, stay here again, and sooner or later you will do the same."

I helped him and rested for a moment before he pushed me away. Then, we looked at the surrounding ground.

Here is relatively empty, there is a string of extremely clear footprints on the ground, all the way forward into the darkness.

When I was walking in the dark, I thought about all kinds of things that I might see immediately, but I didn't expect that after walking around, I realized that there was nothing in this third-floor ancient building. Footprints extend all the way around the ancient building, and the owner of the footprints must be like us, thinking that the opening up must be on the edge of the ancient building and near the pillar.

"Isn't the decoration done here?" The fat man coughed a few times. "I had a fight before. The same is true. All the tombs, murals, and reliefs are quite complete, but there is nothing inside. I thought it was Stolen, but all tomb doors are intact. "

I was a little skeptical. Looking at the footprints on the ground, I found that these footprints showed a very strange sign of "walking and growing flowers". After walking for a while, the owner of the footprints will stop and circle in a small place.

"What sign do you think this is?" I asked the fat man.

The fat man covered his chest and said: "This is the ballroom dance. It seems that the younger brother is in a good mood at this level, and who dances the waltz." Then he did a waltz movement.

I said to you that your mother's lungs are rotten, and I still have thoughts. When I looked down at these footprints again, I realized that this was a wandering state. They may have found something strange here, so they stayed and looked closely.

But there was nothing around, empty, what to see? There is nothing worth staying here unless, unless they encounter any unexpected situation here.

"Be careful." I watched their footprints take a few steps to have such a situation, "According to my previous experience, something will happen soon."

"I'm half tuberculosis now, can you stop looking for me?"

I said: "Advance warning is not always a bad thing."

As soon as we finished speaking, the two of us heard at the same time. In the empty hall, a series of slight footsteps came.

The fat man looked at me, and I looked at him. I asked, "Is it younger brother?"

The fat man shook his head and squirted around with a flashlight, and I couldn't see anything. The fat man said to me: "You listen carefully."

The two of us calmed down, circled back to back, monitoring the surroundings, while trying to track the footsteps, and immediately I knew why the fat man shook his head.

Footsteps come from the ceiling. We flicked the flashlight upwards, and suddenly found the strangeness of this floor.

The ceiling on this floor is particularly high, with a lot of beams, forming a huge chessboard-like structure above our heads. In the grids of these chessboards, in the shadow of the beams, I saw countless things hanging.

"Awesome." The fat man looked straight. In the shadow of the entire ceiling, tens of thousands of small boxes were hung. The boxes are large and small, with different shapes and patterns on them, which are extremely spectacular when viewed at a glance.

"Fairy fruit." The fat man said, "It's a fairy fruit. Fuck, so much, so much!"