Chapter 214 Double-sided
The wishing people gathered around, only to see Qi Tiezui drew a few strokes on the ground, and actually drew everything he saw on the Promise Pagoda.

The mountains are undulating, and the land parcels are connected at intervals.

When Qi Tiezui was almost halfway through the painting, Zhang Qishan's frowning brows were completely relaxed, but there was still a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Is this someone setting up a feng shui bureau?"

Zhang Rishan wanted to ask, but he didn't know much about Feng Shui, so he could only wait patiently for Qi Tiezui to finish the whole painting.

But when he saw the seemingly scribbled and invisible picture clearly, his eyes widened.

The shape of the valley turned out to be a human figure.

And those terroirs are like the blood and meridians of a person.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhang Qishan's doubtful voice from the side: "These sealing lines look very familiar."

"By the way, it's the location of the coffin nails on the ghost car sarcophagus!"

As soon as Zhang Qishan said these words, several people were stunned, and Zhang Rishan quickly suppressed his thoughts.

Supporting his knees with his hands, he bent down and tried his best to associate with the position of the coffin nails in his memory based on the picture on the ground.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Rishan couldn't connect the two completely irrelevant things together.

"I've seen it from above before. In this valley, there is a bag of earth every ten miles or so. Lord Buddha, there must be a big tomb hidden underground."

Qi Tiezui was full of excitement.

At the same time, I was a little annoyed that the master of the Qi family had clearly told him all the clues, but he didn't find them all the way here.

"It's a pity that I can't remember the movement of those coffin nails, but I conclude that it must be the secret passage connecting these virtual tombs."

"So that underground river is most likely also one of the secret passages."

Hearing this, Wish also mentioned a sentence.

"That's right, if that's the case, maybe the reason why this Promise Tower is here can also be explained."

Qi Tiezui rubbed his hands, looked at the countless earthen bags on the ground, and suddenly pointed to one of them.

"The closest to us should be here."

Several people saw that he was referring to the feet they were standing on.

"This group of tombs is vast and boundless, and countless manpower and material resources have been spent. Since the existence of these virtual tombs is to conceal people's eyes and ears, there must be a large number of hidden traps underneath."

"So if I'm not wrong, the virtual tomb under my feet must have been unintentionally dug up and touched the mechanism. The mountain people in Miaojiang didn't know how powerful it was, and maybe they thought they were bewitched by evil spirits, so they built a Wuji The tower is here to suppress evil spirits."

Qi Tiezui was not speaking fast, but his pitch was getting higher and higher, and there was an unspeakable excitement that he had never seen before.

"I understand, so the corpse of the Taoist priest in the corpse jar in the underground stone chamber can also be explained clearly. After living for a long time, those Taoist priests will inevitably touch the mechanism, so looking at the bones will make people mistakenly think that they died in it. .”

Zhang Rishan raised his eyebrows, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

"That's right." Qi Tiezui slapped his thigh, "And brother Xu's guess is correct, the underground river is one of the communication channels between the virtual tombs, and the trains and rails are hidden in it, and no one knows about it. "

"Since there is Xuzuka, then..."

What Qi Tiezui said was exactly what Zhang Qishan was thinking, and he reached out and patted his shoulder.

"It is recorded in the Tibetan scriptures that there are large tombs in the mountains, and the imaginary tombs are mostly located on the outskirts. The location is unpredictable, but they must be hundreds of feet deeper than these imaginary tombs."

As soon as he said this, Qi Tiezui looked at the vast and boundless mountains around him again.

"Buddha, if you look 300 years ahead, can you find this hidden dragon lair? You must have left alone last night to see the great geomantic omen of this valley, right?"

Zhang Qishan shook his head, but did not reply. After a moment of silence, he glanced at Qi Tiezui with a smile.

"Old Ba, what you mean is that I don't plan to enter the mountains. My Zhang family's achievements in Fengshui are far behind yours. The Fengshui here is extremely complicated, and you must lead the way."

"Buddha, I don't have that intention..." Qi Tiezui was taken aback, and thought to himself that I didn't say no.

It's just that he didn't finish a sentence, and was interrupted by Zhang Qishan again, "Okay, since the key to the problem has been figured out, then just go down to the underground palace and have a look to find out the truth."

After speaking, Zhang Qishan waved his hand.

The people who had been waiting for a long time had already raised their shovels and quickly dug around the Promise Tower.

These people follow the bucket to dig coffins all year round, and digging holes is their ability to eat.

The two whirlwind shovels struck extremely quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the tunnel of the underground palace was exposed underground.

Several people entered one by one with torches.

After going down, I found that it was a huge tomb passage, and there was indeed a robbery hole on the ground that had been punched up. Zhang Rishan also found several other scattered Taoist rosary beads from the mound.

"Buddha, there are murals here!"

Suddenly a guy yelled.

Several people followed the sound and looked at the mottled brick wall with torches, and they saw countless moldy and damaged murals.

It's a pity that those murals were obviously hung up, and only a few figures remained.

It was just waiting for them to see the appearance of the person in the painting clearly, but they were full of weirdness.

Without exception, those people all had two faces.

Even though the mural had been separated for many years, it was extremely corrupted under the moisture.

But people with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that these murals are definitely made by master craftsmen.

The lines are clear and lifelike.

Now under the light of the torches, those ancient portraits are indescribably eerie, which makes people feel extremely strange.

"Two-Face?"

Zhang Qishan frowned, and a strange flash flashed in the depths of his eyes. Just as he was thinking, Qi Tiezui suddenly reminded: "The Buddha remembers the flower in the mirror."

Mirror flower?
Zhang Qishan's heart skipped a beat.

He reads a lot on weekdays, covering a wide range of subjects, and he just remembered it after thinking about it. This is a book from the previous dynasty.

"You mean the two-faced country?"

"That's right, Lord Buddha, isn't the painting on this mural the same as the double-faced Chinese that the scholar Tang Ao saw in the book?"

"wrong."

Zhang Qishan also thought of this at the beginning.

But soon he shook his head and pointed to the brick wall in front of him.

It can be clearly seen on the brick corridor, each brick is embedded with a special diamond-shaped diagonal pattern.

"Is this something from the Northern and Southern Dynasties era?"

Qi Tiezui is also a master in palm eyes, and he can understand it just by looking at it.

"That's right, the Southern Dynasties burial style. If I remember correctly, the tombs of this period have a characteristic. There is a hall of Heng in front of the tomb, and a mausoleum gate in front of the hall. The three gates are juxtaposed, and the left and right are connected to the city wall of the mausoleum."

Zhang Qishan nodded.

These people have already engraved the burial methods, regulations and structures of the ancient tombs of the past dynasties deep in their minds, and they can say [-]% to [-]% of them with their mouths.

"So obviously, it shouldn't have anything to do with Jinghuayuan. The Southern Dynasties and the Qianqing were separated by hundreds of years, unless there was a ghost."

(End of this chapter)

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