How to raise a white bone spirit [Entertainment circle]

Ban Gu blew on the packaging bag of the Snickers bar, completely ignoring Ju Yin, if he encountered it, he would be dizzy immediately before throwing him out.

No matter what he came here for.

Drilling through the tomb door, there is a small tomb chamber, low, short, narrow, square, and empty. There is a long crack in the brick wall, which seems to be in danger of collapsing at any time.

Ban Gu looked around, but there was nothing, whether it was a funeral or brick carvings, there was nothing there, not even a single lamp.Death is like life. In the tombs of ordinary dignitaries, the resting place will be arranged according to the tomb owner's daily life and preferences. There will be no less, from living burials to human figurines, in short, the owner of the tomb cannot lose his servants.

Digging away the rich and powerful people, the common people who are a little richer will also put pots and jars in the tomb, unlike this tomb, which is clean and bare.

"I just said, this is an empty tomb, look, there is nothing." Ban Gu shook his head, and then crushed a crawling bug to death, "However, since there is nothing, there should be no mutated mice." He The little bug that was crushed to death was very common, and it was everywhere in the ground.

Lu Cheng raised the shade lamp, saw a hidden brick wall, went around, and revealed the passage behind.

"It's the tomb again?" Ban Gu was dumbfounded. Did the person who built the tomb belong to the mouse?I like to dig tunnels so much, and I dig a long section after a long section. Is it afraid that the owner of the tomb will walk so many roads every day and die of exhaustion?

"You can use floating ones." Lu Cheng illuminated it with a shade lamp, it was long and far away, and the two walls were still bare.

"Floating is also boring." Ban Gu thought for a moment if his underground palace was full of long tomb passages, and he was alone floating there every day... It's not a maze, life and death would be so empty and lonely, "This What on earth is an empty tomb for?" Even if it is a tomb, at least some funerary objects should be stuffed in it, and if it is a suspicious tomb, there will be some doubts, unless it is an ancient tomb that was abandoned for some reason.

For unknown reasons, this strange tomb was not used in the end, where is it vacant?

"Here..." Lu Cheng suddenly stopped, and returned the Yin Deng to Ban Gu, asking him to put it away, "Bring a torch here."

Ban Gu didn't understand why, so he put away the lamp honestly and brought up a torch: "I'm still stained with fish oil."

"Good job." Lu Cheng praised without hesitation, lit the torch with a lighter, and the orange flame immediately dispelled the gloom of the gloomy lamp, and the entire tomb passage swept away the gloomy silence, replaced by warmth and slight heat.

Just as Ban Gu was about to open his mouth to speak, he saw something slowly creeping and extending on the two walls of the tomb passage, and colorful colors appeared out of thin air, crawling automatically and spontaneously to draw a continuous huge mural.

"Wow..." Ban Gu opened his mouth wide, a little envious, there was nothing on the walls of his underground palace.There are such gorgeous murals in this simple and empty tomb, and they are still huge and long.Jealousy makes people ugly, Ban Gu didn't want to admit that he lost to an empty tomb, glanced at Lu Cheng, poked it with his finger, "I want it too."

"What do you want? A mural?" Lu Cheng asked.

"The place where you live for a long time still needs to be decorated." Ban Gu said seriously, Lu Cheng's paintings are so good, he can definitely help him paint murals.

"Then... what do you want to draw?"

"Hmm..." Ban Gu thought about it for a while, thinking about it, "How about the game I play? Every monster ancient dragon."

"...you can also..." Right!Lu Cheng was a little uncertain, "Don't you feel weird?" Generally, the paintings in the tomb are either life records or imaginary pictures of blissful rebirth, and a bunch of monsters and ancient dragons are drawn on it... It's okay, the tomb of the underground palace piled with junk food is already very It's weird, not bad for this one.

Ban Gu, whose request was satisfied, went to see the murals on the tomb passage with great satisfaction. These paints did not know what was mixed with them, which not only could sense light, but also withstood the passage of time.The brush strokes of the murals are graceful, the lines are smooth, and the painting style is close to that of the Tang and Song Dynasties. The content of the paintings seems to be a narrative.

At the beginning of the painting, Pangu opened up the world, Nuwa created man... to the war between the two emperors of Yan and Huang... and then to the period of Yao, Shun and Yu...

Ban Gu stops in front of a painting, which shows Yu's father, Gun, stealing Xiyang to control the flood.

"The soil painted here refers to the tomb soil of Zhuanxu." Lu Cheng stood beside him and said, in the ancient history with myths and legends, generally the soil is described as a sacred soil that can grow continuously, but this The murals in the ancient tomb clearly indicate that Xiyang is the soil that Gun dug the resting place of Zhuanxu.

"Here, a fishwife appeared." Lu Cheng pointed to the back of the fish appearing in the turbulent water.

Ban Gu looked at the raised fins and said disgustedly, "Maybe it's just a fish monster in the water."

Lu Cheng took his hand, and brought the torch a little closer to the mural. In the light of the fire, the color of the mural became brighter. In the next few paintings, the fishwife no longer appeared, and turned to depicting war migration...

The story seems to be slowly getting to the point.

Sure enough, the painting below is more specific in content and richer in ink. It depicts a group of nomads who have gone through hardships and escaped to a valley.Here are green mountains and green waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant. A group of people settled down here, began to live and work in peace and contentment, reproduced their children and grandchildren, and slowly developed into a small country.

There is still a lot of war outside. Although the small country has avoided man-made disasters, it has not escaped natural disasters. A plague hit this comfortable small country, men, women and children began to die of illness.

The king of the small country tried his best to help the people, built a high platform, and let the priests pray to the sky, but these were all in vain.

Ban Gu's fingertips delineated the priest in loose clothes on the high platform. He couldn't see his face clearly, he only saw him standing on the high platform with his hands raised high and his face slightly raised. Even if he couldn't see his eyes, he could still feel his expression Piety and compassion.

"Ban Gu." Lu Cheng held his hand firmly, feeling the bone-cold touch.

"I..." Ban Gu stared at the mural, "This small country belongs to me..." He still couldn't remember anything, but he had a sense of familiarity, he knew that the painting on it was inextricably linked to him Relationship.

This nameless empty tomb is related to him?Why do you have a relationship with him?This tomb is only a thousand years old at most, and he never died for more than this year.

"Let's take a look." Lu Cheng said softly.

Ban Gu forced a smile, and was dazed for a moment. His previous life should have nothing to do with him. He is already dead, and any misfortune and happiness will be annihilated with him.He is underground, turning into soil and decaying... No, he is underground, a different species, not even a human anymore.The human part of him should have nothing to do with him anymore.

But he still felt uncomfortable, a little unwilling to mourn, cold to the bone, let him go through life and death, and still can't forget it.

The population of the small country on the mural has been reduced sharply after a plague. The king and the people began to think about life and death. They avoided war, slaughter, and all disasters. Can't afford the slightest bit of wind and rain.

Born human, so poor and weak.

However, there is one exception in this small country. He is the second son of the king. He has received the mercy of God. He met the Son of God by the water. From then on, he is not afraid of cold and heat, disease, or sword.

He became a new priest in a small country, lived in a beautiful elegant house, ate exquisite food, and wore gorgeous feather clothes. Occasionally, a son of God would come across the water to meet him, give him music, and give him treasures .

"This is Manzhusawa." The underworld is born on the bank of Huangquan, and the cockroach flower is born on the corner of the weeds in the underworld.

Ban Gu's pupils were trembling. He stared at the two people on the mural. They faced each other, standing and kneeling. The so-called "Son of God" presented flowers to the kneeling young priest.

Should he be a teenager?His figure was slender, and he seemed to be overwhelmed with clothes. He felt that this priest should have his face.

"this is me?"

There is a cockroach flower carved from blood jade in his coffin, which is now locked in Lucheng's safe. His flower was given by the "Son of God"?

"They separated." Lu Cheng said.The painting of the Son of God seems to be saying goodbye to the young priest.

"Leaving?" Ban Gu's heart was full of reluctance to part, he felt itchy in the corners of his eyes, and tears fell down the ends of his eyes.

Lu Cheng reached out to help him wipe away his tears: "They should have an appointment."

"An appointment?" Ban Gu wanted to ask how you knew, but there was no reason, he just believed Lu Cheng's words, "Who is the Son of God?"

"I guess...the descendant of Zhuanxu." Lu Cheng's voice was calm and stable.

Ban Gu's anxious mood gradually calmed down as if being stroked by an iron.

"Come on, let's continue to look at the paintings." Lu Cheng stretched out his hand towards Ban Gu, "Ban Gu, these paintings may not be real." Many of the contents of the paintings here are obviously private matters, a private meeting between the Son of God and the priest. How did others know about myself?However, the painter drew these in great detail, many of which were either paraphrased or imagined.

If it was a paraphrase, who told him?priest?

Lu Cheng glanced at Ban Gu indiscriminately. If this priest is Ban Gu... the body is put in the cauldron, where can I tell him?

God's son?Less likely.

"I want to be on your back." Ban Gu pursed his lips and remained motionless.He wanted to rely on Lu Cheng, even embedded in his bone marrow... Or, he wanted to kill Lu Cheng, go to his own underground palace and never be separated again.Murals, priests... these have nothing to do with him at all.

"Come up." Lu Cheng carried him on his back, and said, "Ban Gu, trust me, I will always be by your side."

"En." Ban Gu rested his chin on Lu Cheng's shoulder, took the torch in his hand, and watched the priest pray for a good harvest through the light of the fire.

After the Son of God left, the people found a fish by the water, it was dry and ugly, half fish, half a woman.

This is the fishwife, the legendary incarnation of Zhuanxu.

The new king was the elder brother of the priest, he was more ambitious than his father, he led the people to cast a net in a boat, caught the fishwife, and they decided to eat it.

The king and his people believed that fishwives could make people live forever.

Not afraid of cold and heat, not afraid of epidemics, not afraid of knives, they no longer have to worry about life and death, and no longer have to be afraid of any external factors that will kill them.

"They ate fishwives." Ban Gu stared at the painting intently, the light from the torch reflected the raging fire burning under the giant cauldron on the painting.

"Where's the priest?" There was no young priest in the crowd during this important event that moved the whole country.

"He was locked up." Lu Cheng pointed to an elegant house and said.

The king and his people stewed the fishwife, including the skin, scales and bones. They ate it together, and there was not even a little soup left.They seemed to feel the infinite power, knelt down on the ground, and thanked God for his love with open arms.

However, there has never been immortality in this world, and heaven and man will perish, and eating fishwives cannot make people immortal.

The so-called immortality has become a terrible curse.

The people of the small country wake up from the pain every day, and their skin falls off from their bones and flesh every day, and then grows new ones.They are perpetually hungry and thirsty, and no amount of food can satisfy them.They try to kill themselves, but they are "undead".

"They..." Ban Gu's eyes were full of pity and sorrow. These people were alive, but died again.

"The fishwife is malicious and unwilling, how can people live forever!" Lu Cheng looked coldly at the wailing and painful faces in the murals, full of disgust and sarcasm.

A group of people who are greedy and infiltrated by evil thoughts.

Ban Gu turned his face sideways, the tomb passage seemed endless, the open torch could only illuminate a circle around his feet, the front and back were completely dark, the brilliant colors of the bi paintings were submerged in the darkness, the paintings there...

Like a monster, when it appears, it will swallow him whole, maybe dragged into the eternal night.