Mountains and seas close at hand

"What's that place?"

"Where is the Second Tomb of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

The two people in the back seat asked in unison, and looked at each other with contempt.

Song Banyan flipped through his phone and said leisurely: "The Second Tomb of the Southern Tang Dynasty was the first excavation of an imperial tomb after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it was also Mr. Zeng's first important job after he became the dean of Nanbo. The tomb of Mr. Zeng and the Second Tomb of the Southern Tang Dynasty are in the same Zutang Mountain. "

Pan Xiaohong and Xiao Wu were baffled by what they heard, but Bai Xunhua nodded clearly: "It's very meaningful, so we should go there no matter what."

Bai Xunhua drove the car, and a group of four traveled southward along Yudao Street from Zhongshan East Road, and detoured to his house at Pan Xiaohong's strong request on the way.Pan Xiaohong went upstairs to pack his luggage, and the three of them ate a bowl of old braised noodles at the gate of the community, and bought a bag of duck oil shortbread casually.

Leaving the urban area, heading south all the way, gradually getting more and more remote.

The Second Mausoleum of the Southern Tang Dynasty is located at the southern foot of Zutang Mountain in Jiangning District, Nanjing City. To the east is the Qin Mausoleum of Li Min, the ancestor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and to the west is the Shun Mausoleum of Li Jing, the master of the Southern Tang Dynasty.The two tombs were stolen and excavated many times in the early years. From 1950 to 1951, led by Zeng Zhaoyu, Nanjing Museum organized rescue excavations.Later, she presided over the compilation of the "Report on the Excavation of the Second Tombs of the Southern Tang Dynasty", which has always been an important document that Nanbo is proud of.

Li Min and Li Jing are not well-known.Li Jing's son is Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty.Some people may not know Li Yu's name, but I am afraid that there is no Chinese who has never heard of his words.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past. The small building had an east wind last night..." Song Banyan hummed a song while scribbling and drawing in his notebook, "The engraving on the pillar is no longer there, and the pattern on the enigma has changed. Ask me how much hatred I feel? I just want to kill Xiao Wu to take revenge."

Xiao Wu took a bite of the duck oil shortbread, and froze when he heard the words, he didn't dare to chew, and shrank into the corner: "I really can't remember, it was so dark at that time..."

Pan Xiaohong lay on the back of the chair watching Song Banyan's sketches, then turned his head and gave Xiao Wu a look: "Eat, eat, eat, you are a pig, how long have you only had breakfast!"

Xiao Wu puffed out his cheeks, and said confidently: "I am growing my body!"

Bai Xunhua turned his head and asked Song Banyan: "What did you find?"

Song Banyan turned a new page, drew a circle on the paper, and drew two strokes horizontally and vertically in the circle to form a nine-square grid.She followed the rubbing of the remaining clay, and traced a weird pattern in the grid on the upper left.Immediately afterwards, I drew patterns in the bottom two grids from memory.

Pan Xiaohong watched intently, and waited until she stopped writing before saying, "This...it looks like a ghostly drawn symbol, and it doesn't look like a password or a map. What the hell is this?"

Song Banyan smiled slightly, picked up a pen to paint in a grid, and then handed it to Pan Xiaohong: "Look again."

Pan Xiaohong stared at the paper with wide-eyed eyes. This time, Song Banyan selected some lines to emphasize on the drawing she had drawn before. This strange ghost symbol seemed to be cut into two parts intentionally by her.

"Like... like a crooked oil lamp!" Pan Xiaohong exclaimed, "Yes, yes, I saw it on ancient costume TV!"

Song Banyan played with clay rubbings and said: "It is said that before Meng Zhixiang, the founding emperor of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, came to the throne, there was a monk named Jiutou in the city who went crazy, holding a lamp holder and yelling, 'If you don't want a lamp, the lamp will fall down. ".At the time, everyone didn't understand that soon after Meng Zhixiang ascended the throne, he suddenly fell ill and passed away before he became hot on the throne. "

Bai Xunhua said: "You are not allowed to ascend the throne, but if you ascend the throne, you will fall?"

Xiao Wu puffed out his cheeks and yelled: "It's all a lie. The boss said that the timid will starve to death, and the bold will die from starvation. If he doesn't become the emperor, he will definitely..."

"Fuck, you are a prisoner, do you know that? Be conscious!" Pan Xiaohong snatched the bag of duck shortbread shortbread, and Xiao Wu immediately rushed forward, and the two fought again.

Song Banyan glanced at Xiao Wu and said, "Your boss is a tomb robber, and he won't survive prison."

Just as Xiao Wu was about to refute, he suddenly remembered the police car in the morning.Although he is only 16 years old, he has been in the "Jianghu" for a long time.Don't look at Pan Xiaohong, who is tall and fierce, but he is actually a silver gun with a wax head, and he may not even dare to fight.And the one in front of him, Don't look at the smiling one, is the King of Hades with the face of a Bodhisattva.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was being honest, Pan Xiaohong regarded him as being forced to suppress him by force, straightened his T-shirt proudly, turned his head and shook the notebook in his hand and asked Song Banyan: "So, this treasure map?"

"The pattern engraved on the watchtower is two layers of pictures superimposed, one deep and one shallow." Song Banyan applied water to the clay rubbing, took the notebook and patted it up, and then let go.

Pan Xiaohong quickly leaned over to look, and exclaimed, "It's an axe!"

Bai Xunhua's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out: "Candle light and ax shadow."

Song Banyan told the story again: "It is said that Zhao Kuangyin was seriously ill in the Song Dynasty and wanted to summon his fourth son Zhao Defang. The cronies were bribed and they called his younger brother Zhao Guangyi directly. Zhao Kuangyin's attendant outside the palace saw Zhao Guangyi go in. Not long after Zhao Kuangyin suddenly took Throwing the jade axe, shouting 'Good for it, good for it...' and died suddenly."

Bai Xunhua said thoughtfully: "Can it be inferred that the deeper picture in the nine grids corresponds to the nine founding emperors of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms?"

Song Banyan nodded: "Well, I remember a pattern that was decomposed into an arrow, which should correspond to King Qian's shooting tide."

Pan Xiaohong was overjoyed: "Fuck, you are too good, then have we cracked this treasure map!"

"Dream." Song Banyan took the notebook and tapped it with his fingertips. "There are two layers of clues in this map of the Nine Palaces. The deep patterns represent the nine countries. Delete this pattern, and the remaining light patterns are all lines. Obvious map."

Pan Xiaohong was half-knowledgeable, and turned his head to blame Xiao Wu: "You are the only one! Didn't you know to take a look before destroying the treasure map? Wait, are you lying to us!"

Xiao Wu shook his head like a rattle: "I said it last night, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly!"

Pan Xiaohong glared at him, then asked Song Banyan: "What should we do now? Is there nothing we can do?"

What can be done.

This nine-square grid is to divide a map into nine parts, and then reassemble it after messing it up.The information that hints at the order of the map is also drawn as a pattern, superimposed on the map, and becomes a strange ghost drawing.

Although Song Banyan has deciphered the mystery, he is not a god after all, and he can't spell the map without the original map.She sighed: "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice."

Bai Xunhua comforted: "The boat will go straight when it arrives at the bridge. Let's go to the Second Tomb of the Southern Tang Dynasty first."

After nearly an hour's drive, a group of four finally arrived at the Second Tomb of the Southern Tang Dynasty.Everyone looked around in disbelief.

Xiao Wu yelled, "Why is there no one there?"

Pan Xiaohong rolled his eyes: "This is the suburb of Jiangning, don't you see that the road is full of barren mountains and mountains?"

Bai Xunhua stepped forward and bought four tickets, and brought the three of them in.The park is clear and cold, not to mention tourists, even the staff can't see it.The place is not big, as an imperial mausoleum compared with Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, there is a world of difference.

Song Banyan glanced at the road sign and walked straight to Qinling.

Unlike the well-preserved Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, Qin Mausoleum does not have any surface buildings. The biggest attraction is the tomb.

The four of them walked up the road, and after climbing a little higher, they saw the entrance of the tomb.The gate of the mausoleum faces south, and bricks are used to build pillars, dougongs, and cornices... like a small palace gate.The word "Qinling" is engraved in the middle of the door plate on the eaves, and below is the door of the tomb.

Xiao Wu took a closer look, and said excitedly, "It's the first time for me to walk through the main entrance."

Pan Xiaohong made a "cut" and walked in first.As soon as he entered the door, he felt the temperature suddenly turned cold, and couldn't help shivering.Pan Xiaohong touched his arm, and said nervously, "Damn it, it's so dark."

Song Banyan suspected that he was blocking the door, so he pushed it: "Protagonist Pan, you are also a child raiser, why are you afraid of this?"

Pan Xiaohong argued: "I am a brat, how can I compare to this imperial ghost."

The two were talking, but they didn't notice that Xiao Wu behind him suddenly widened his eyes, and stood outside the door tremblingly, not daring to move.

Bai Xunhua was used to taking care of the whole situation, and immediately realized that something was wrong with Xiao Wu, she stepped forward and asked softly, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Xiao Wu swallowed nervously, and pointed to the two people in front: "They...are they joking?"

Bai Xunhua thought in his heart: "Ban Yan said that this child smells like earth, I'm afraid he will go to the grave sooner or later."Why did you get so frightened when you heard about raising a kid?Could it be that I didn't know whether to believe it or not before, so I was not afraid.Instead, I can take the opportunity to call, lest he go astray again.

Bai Xunhua's thoughts changed sharply, but Song Banyan didn't know.In a short time, she and Pan Xiaohong had reached the middle of Qinling.This is mainly because the Qin Mausoleum is too small, with a total depth of no more than [-] meters, and three main chambers at the front and back.

"This place is a bit scary." Pan Xiaohong raised his neck and looked around.

Cracked dark red walls, mossy blue bricks, peeling and broken murals, stone statues of warriors holding long swords... Delicate and dilapidated, the solemnity is even more gloomy.

Passing through the middle room, Pan Xiaohong saw two stone doors in the middle of the corridor, and leaned over to look at them: "Why are there so many holes in it?"

Song Banyan stopped and said lightly, "The top five rows are nail holes, and the symmetrical places on the left and right sides are for door knockers. They must have been pried away by tomb robbers. Look at the top of the door."

Pan Xiaohong looked at it and exclaimed: "Fuck! It's like a trap, this door was opened by force!"

Song Banyan walked through the corridor and came to the back room.

The back room is all built with stones, the floor is paved with blue bricks, the top is a dome, eight stone pillars are erected, and the walls are painted with cinnabar.There is a bluestone coffin bed in the middle of the north, which is composed of six large square bluestones.This is the place where the coffins of Li Min, the ancestor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the empress were placed.

The inner and outer coffins are missing, leaving only six large bluestones, which are randomly surrounded by several fences to prevent tourists from approaching.

Pan Xiaohong leaned over and saw a hole in the middle of the stone slab, but it was obviously empty.The bluestone with pits and hollows can't see anything famous.But from the bottom of the big bluestone, two different and winding stone grooves are carved on the ground stone slab, extending outward in a winding manner.

The more Pan Xiaohong looked at it, the more strange he felt, and he was not sure whether the texture on the ground was carved by people or cracked, so he quickly pointed it out to Song Banyan.

Song Banyan turned out from the side room, looked up and said: "The king's power is granted by heaven, is it the king's land under the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land. Since Qin Shihuang, the tombs of the kings are painted with astronomy on the top and astronomy on the bottom. With geography. Although Li Min..."

Song Banyan raised his head and looked at the empty tomb roof, his gaze was inspecting the closely stacked stone bricks, and he murmured softly: "...the roof was lifted."

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After writing all night, my head hurts.If there are typos or language problems, please leave a message to tell me, and I will wash and lie down.