the last priest

Zha Wenbin carefully looked at the original site of the General’s Temple that Lao Wang had marked, and made a divination on the spot. The divination showed that there was indeed an underground palace in the General’s Temple, but in this flat ground, there was really no reason for it. Cha Wenbin took Lao Wang to climb to a mountain opposite the General Temple, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down. It didn't matter what he saw, and Lao Wang almost rolled his eyes in shock. └@ ┘

I saw a small meandering river flowing from the west, forming a confluence here, which is the legendary Qinglong water intake. A mountain range in the east stretches the high back for thousands of miles, but here it suddenly lowers the mountain and plunges into the ground. It seemed that the head of a giant dragon suddenly fell down, it was the water intake!

Two green dragons fetch water here. One can imagine how the Fengshui of this water intake has reached. Then look at the ruins of General Temple marked by the old king with white lime powder. A huge tortoise jumps on the ground. Point to the small pool.

Not to mention that Lao Wang was shocked, even Cha Wenbin was amazed by this scene. What a treasure land of geomantic omen, the tortoise is above the two dragon heads, absorbing the energy of the real dragon and the essence of the sun and the moon at the same time. Not to mention that a cat can become a spirit, even a mouse can become a king if it stays for a long time. This place is completely suitable for burying an emperor!

"The three heads are all pointing to the same place, it should be there." Cha Wenbin pinched his fingers, lowered his head and whispered: "Old Wang, have you seen the small stone bridge opposite the General Temple? It should be at the location of the stone bridge, let's go down and have a look."

When Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang went down the mountain again, it was already sunset, and the two couldn't wait to rush to the small bluestone bridge. Relying on the memory just now, Cha Wenbin picked up the river and carefully searched for clues. .

"Old Wang, look, is the glutinous rice poured on this stone?" Because there was no such modern building material as cement in ancient times, during construction, the rich and powerful used glutinous rice to make slurry, which was used as modern cement. The firmness of the thing is completely comparable to modern cement. During the land reform, some ancient tombs in our country were poured with this kind of glutinous rice, and they all needed to be exploded by explosives, which shows how hard it is.

The stones poured out of glutinous rice are naturally not a problem for this old king. As an archaeologist, he has never seen anything weird. After confirming the location, Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang returned to the place of residence, which is my house. old house

After that incident, the archaeological team was temporarily stationed in my old house. First, it was convenient for everyone to take care of it, and second, it was because of Cha Wenbin.

Early the next morning, Lao Wang took some people to buy a few bags of sour vinegar, put them all in a large bucket, pulled them under the small stone bridge, and poured them into the crevices of the stones one by one. It became loose, and in less than one morning, the team members opened a big hole in the loose stone. Sure enough, there was a hole in it.

Lao Wang asked someone to bring up the blower and sent air inside for an hour, then hung a duck with a rope and sent it into the hole. After about 10 minutes, he pulled it out. The duck looked fine, so he greeted everyone Going in, the first one is naturally Cha Wenbin.

After a few strong miner's lamps were driven in, the whole picture of the underground palace was displayed. The underground palace was rectangular in shape, and the world, which was the size of a basketball court, was empty. When the miner's lamps swept across the wall, everyone stopped breathing. . .

A series of murals occupy this small space. Pharaoh sighed as if he had found a treasure. This is simply a wonderful national treasure. He carefully raised his footsteps and moved over step by step. Only the devil would know that in this gloomy underground palace Will there be any traps left.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. The first mural depicts an ape in a hole, and then a young man is with the ape. The third depicts the young man kowtowing and kneeling with the ape. In one pair, the penultimate one shows an old man with a white beard driving a crane to the west, and the last one shows a coffin placed in the hall.

Zha Wenbin, a Taoist disciple, understood at a glance that this is the legendary monk Tanzi!It turned out that it was not a legend, but a truth. He couldn't hold back his excitement any longer, and tremblingly walked towards the other wall. . .

On the other side of the wall, there is a picture of a Taoist subduing demons and eliminating demons. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is enough to make Cha Wenbin excited. It turns out that these all exist.

Lao Wang's light was directed towards the front, and a wooden box was quietly lying on the shrine. The entire wall was painted with Taoist Sanqing. The mural is just such a small box, what is in it?I'm afraid its value has already surpassed everyone's evaluation

Cha Wenbin and Lao Wang walked over almost at the same time. Lao Wang professionally put on gloves and a brush, and everyone surrounded him. The exciting moment is coming. Just before Lao Wang finished cleaning, Cha Wenbin Bin suggested to worship Sanqing first

Everyone felt that the recent strange things happened one after another, and they didn't dare to neglect them. After respectfully worshiping, Lao Wang opened the box tremblingly.

From the outside, it was a red sandalwood box without any locks, and gossip was engraved on it. Cha Wenbin always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, so he just closed his eyes and thought.

Lao Wang couldn't wait any longer. Before Cha Wenbin could say the word "be careful", Lao Wang had already opened the box, and a ball of fire ignited from Lao Wang's hand. With a subconscious hand shake, the box fell to the ground, and instantly A pile of charcoal was left. . .

In fact, the construction of this underground palace is very stable. There are nitrate and sulfur in this box. After thousands of years, it is still very stable when Lao Wang triggered the mechanism and burned it clean. What is in this box? I am afraid. Only the people who painted the murals knew. In deep self-blame, Lao Wang looked at the melancholy Cha Wenbin and didn't dare to speak. After all, this may be a relic of the Taoist ancestors. How could a cultivator not want to see it The true face of Mount Lushan.

Everyone went back to analyze it, but the matter was clear. It was exactly the same as what Cha Wenbin guessed before. This place should have been seen by Monk Tanzi. After going west, there was no cremation, but buried in the underground palace on the spot. Later, the Qinglian Sect occupied this place, opened the underground palace, took away the box, put a small mechanism here, and carried out the coffin. Only the emperor and the old can lie down. The leader of the Qinglian Sect did nothing but kept on pulling out the corpse of the monk Danzi. For some unknown purpose, he actually sealed the corpse in the wall, and waded in after his own death. Before being buried, he slept in this hall.

As for the things in the box, everyone heard Zha Wenbin talk about the legend, and they all thought it might be the legendary "Ruyi Book". As for the whereabouts, they might have to decipher the words on the wall.

According to this explanation, the two powers in this temple, one good and one evil, should be Monk Tanzi and the leader of the Qinglian Sect. That night, Cha Wenbin broke the evil spirit, and there should be only the power of Taoism left in the temple. Wen Bin made a decisive decision and re-arranged everyone who was recruited, including me, to the Temple of the General. He performed a ritual ceremony and asked the ancestors to dispel the evil spirits in us. After kowtowing to the wall where the dead were once buried, the next day it was as if nothing had happened.

Those murals were later dug up by the cultural relics department. The underground palace was also sealed up, and the temple was also locked. Afterwards, the incense has been very good. People often come here to burn incense and pray for safety.

Cha Wenbin returned to his hometown with many doubts, and the matter of the General Temple has come to an end for the time being.

When I was about ten years old, a relative in our family passed away. She was my grandfather's cousin, and we called her great aunt.

The eldest aunt died suddenly while taking a nap at home, and she didn't even go to the hospital. When the son came back from the field in the afternoon, he saw that he was out of breath, crying and shouting, and the whole village went to the hospital. .

At that time, there was no cremation in the countryside, so every elderly person had two top priorities. One was to build a coffin for himself, also called a birthday cake, and the other was to choose a treasure cave for himself.This great aunt had already done two things for herself before her death, so she was put into the coffin not long after her death, but the lid was left open for people to mourn.

We are elders, so we naturally need to go. After kowtow and incense, I went to play with my cousin. The first night my cousin told me to go to bed early, saying that a Taoist priest came to sing a big show the next night. What kind of show? Of course, the biggest highlight of Taoist rituals is crossing the fairy bridge.