Strange Records of Xijing

It was still Pei Jingxing who took the lead, followed by Su Yan, Zhao Shimin didn't dare to stay at the end, and because he saw the corpses of his old comrades in the temple, it reminded him of the past, so he didn't dare to get too close to Pei Jingxing, so he walked one after the other with Gao Zekai in the back.

At first, this winding passageway was not spacious, it could even be said to be a bit narrow, a robust adult man like Pei Jingxing had to squeeze his arms tightly to barely pass through.

But after walking for a while, the passage under his feet gradually became able to accommodate two people passing side by side at the same time, and there were more places on the stone wall for placing torches.

"Wait," Gao Zekai said suddenly, "This seems to be a platform."

Indeed, the place where they are standing now happens to be a circular flat ground, and there are still many things left on it, and it is unknown how many years old, and it is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Gao Zekai asked Zhao Shimin: "Did you have these things when you came last time?"

Zhao Shimin shook his head: "I don't remember clearly. At that time, everyone was frightened by the vampire bats, and ran down desperately, without noticing this at all."

"Haste makes waste, let's take a look first." Pei Jingxing squatted down, holding a torch in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, and wiped off the ashes on it.

Seeing that there was no danger, Gao Zekai leaned over curiously: "What is this?"

"I don't know." Pei Jingxing handed the torch to Gao Zekai, and he held up the square object with unclear texture, "It seems that something was written on it, did you bring the brush?"

Gao Zekai didn't prepare this, but Su Yan brought one with him, and took it out at this time: "This."

Pei Jingxing took it, brushed off the dust and sand in the crevices of the object, and barely read the writing on it by the light of the fire: "It's a kind of barbarian's writing."

"You can understand?"

"My grandmother is a barbarian, I can understand a little bit."

Pei Jingxing narrowed his eyes, looked carefully several times, and said, "It's strange, the words on this thing are incomplete."

Gao Zekai didn't care about these things, and hurriedly asked, "What did you write?"

"Jingyuan two... Seven years... Returning to Xijing... The big murder..." Pei Jingxing intermittently said the words recorded on it, "This thing should be only a part of it, and there is no way to know what is written on it just by these words .Jingyuan...Jingyuan is the reign title of the late emperor, and the second...Could it be that Jingyuan happened more than [-] years ago?"

Gao Zekai couldn't figure it out for a while, imitating Pei Jingxing's previous appearance, squatting down, picking and picking from a pile of sundries on the ground, after confirming that there was nothing else available, he got up and said, "Anyway, put it away first, maybe There are more ahead."

But obviously this kind of good luck doesn't happen all the time. They went down for about two cups of tea before they stopped again.

What appeared in front of everyone were three tall and deep doors, and there was no difference in appearance. This time, I still have to ask Zhao Shimin.

"Which one to choose?"

Zhao Shimin lowered his head, not daring to look at it. He was anxious to be asked, so he could only turn his head reluctantly, glanced twice out of the corner of his eye, and pointed to the door on the left: "Well, that's where we went in."

"Really?" Gao Zekai couldn't believe it when he saw his distraught appearance.

"I...I..." Sure enough, Zhao Shimin hesitated when asked by Gao Zekai, "I can't remember clearly, it seems...it seems to be that door."

Everyone fell into the obstacle of choice at once.

Pei Jingxing patted Su Yan's shoulder and said, "I'll go in and have a look first, you wait here for me."

"No need, I'll come." Gao Zekai hurried ahead, first walked to the door on the left that Zhao Shimin was pointing at, but didn't see him make any big moves, just put his right hand on the gourd at his waist, and waited for a while. After a while, he walked to the middle door again.

After doing this three times, Gao Zekai already had a conclusion in his mind: "Go to the left."

After hearing this, Zhao Shimin burst out laughing: "I said you should listen to me, and you should all listen to me! Go! Follow me!"

As he spoke, he held the torch, strode forward, and walked into the door on the left first.

Pei Jingxing and Gao Zekai looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of worry in each other's eyes.

Because Zhao Shimin walked in first, the order of the team happened to be reversed, Zhao Shimin took the lead, Pei Jingxing moved back, and Gao Zekai and Su Yan were in the middle.

After entering the door, there are strict stone walls on both sides, and the torch shines on it, but no text or murals can be seen.

After walking for another cup of tea, Zhao Shimin in the front suddenly stopped, and Gao Zekai who was following behind did not stop for a while, and bumped into him directly.

The two felt dizzy, entangled together and rolled down the steep slope until they hit a stone monument before stopping.

It turned out that this road came to an end. There was a deep pit in front of it, and a stone tablet was erected in the middle. The base of the stone tablet was wrapped by four arm-thin iron chains, and the other end of the iron chain was embedded in the surrounding mountain wall. sturdy.

"Are you okay?" Pei Jingxing led Su Yan down into the pit, and stretched out his hand to pull Gao Zekai up, so as not to keep their limbs from being entangled and entangled.

Gao Zekai only felt that the back of his head was hurting badly, and he didn't know if he had stumbled out of school. When he heard Pei Jingxing's words, he immediately replied angrily, "You'll know if you try it."

Pei Jingxing ignored it, but put the torch in his hand close to the stone tablet, observed it carefully for a while, and said, "Is this the cloud seal of your Taoist priests?"

He has known Su Yan for more than a year, and he has been fascinated by it. Although he can't understand the characters in the scriptures, he seems to recognize a lot.

"It's really Yunzhuan." Gao Zekai forgot the pain in the back of his head for a moment, leaned over to look up and down carefully several times, and suddenly his face changed, "Back off!"

The other three were puzzled, but seeing that Gao Zekai was so nervous, they didn't think too much, and immediately followed what he said, keeping away from the stele.

"what happened?"

"It's a ban." Gao Zekai replied, "This is a ban imposed by the ancestors. Once someone enters, the ban will be activated, and we can't find the real way. You lost your way here four years ago, it should be this ban For the start."

Zhao Shimin panicked, he didn't want to go through what happened four years ago again, he grabbed Gao Zekai's arm nervously, and asked, "Then what should we do?"

"It's okay, this ban will not actively hurt people."

"But... but once we lose our way inside and can't find a way out, we will die of starvation and thirst! What's the difference between this and hurting someone?"

Pei Jingxing asked: "Is there a way to break this restriction?"

Gao Zekai shook his head: "We don't know who set up this ban, and how many other stone tablets are like this. If we act rashly, it may lead to even worse consequences."

Zhao Shimin was so frightened that he was sweating profusely: "Then...then we won't go in?"

"Going is always going to go in, as long as we find the real way, then we won't be afraid." Gao Zekai said with confidence, he raised the torch and walked in the front, "Come on, follow me."

Zhao Shimin is now the only one who looks after Gao Zekai. As soon as Gao Zekai took two steps, he immediately followed closely, not daring to take the next step no matter what.

And just when Pei Jingxing was hesitating, Su Yan suddenly said in a low voice: "We will also follow."

"Do you believe him?" Although he still had doubts, Pei Jingxing followed Su Yan after all.

"I don't trust him, I trust his gourd." Su Yan pointed to Gao Zekai in front of him, "There is something in his gourd."

After hearing this, Pei Jingxing noticed another thing. He was both pleasantly surprised and annoyed and asked, "You can see it? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I can't see it, but my master said that my left eye is a dragon's eye," Su Yan said, pointing to his left eye, "The dragon's eye is different from the sky's eye, in addition to being able to see those evil things by nature, you can also Order some ghosts. It's just that the master said that I am young and have little ability, and now there are too few ghosts that can be intimidated by my longan."

"So that's how it is." Pei Jingxing sighed, and fearing that his loss would affect Su Yan, he quickly changed his words and said, "It doesn't matter, we found Zhu Baotoad this time, and your eyes will be restored."

Su Yan forced a smile, but did not speak.

The bottom of the holy place was huge, far exceeding the temples they had seen before, and they continued to go deeper after bypassing the stele, but after a long time, there was a soft light shooting down from the top of everyone's heads.

Looking up, you can see countless night pearls inlaid on the top of the stone wall, and thousands of bronze mirrors are hung, as if the Milky Way in the sky has been moved to the ground.

No, it's brighter than the Milky Way.

"It's strange, I didn't have these lights last time." Zhao Shimin was almost dumbfounded, "The night pearls are all produced in the sea. There are so many night pearls in the desert, these barbarians are really rich."

"I'm afraid it's not a barbarian, but the deposed prince." Gao Zekai walked in the front and said, "Do you still remember the cloud seal on the stone tablet? That's what we Taoists used to use. Where did the barbarian get such a Taoist?"

Speaking of the Taoist priests around Prince Abandoned, the first thing Pei Jingxing thought of was those ten thousand Taoist priests.

"Could it be that Wan Daoist made it?"

"Of course..." Gao Zekai paused, and then said, "Of course."

"His mother's dog Taoist priest, he caused me to suffer so much," Zhao Shimin said bitterly, "If I meet this thief Taoist priest next time, I will definitely not spare him!"

"Hehe, Mr. Zhao, I would like to advise you," Gao Zekai said with a smile, "That Taoist Wan is a murderous figure. If you meet him, you should run away."

Zhao Shimin only thought that Gao Zekai said that because he was upset when he heard him scold the Taoist priest, and quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Of course, how can Wan Taoist priests compare with us Taoist priests? Some of these people were born to be officials. Some of them can only be grooms. They are also Taoists, but we Gao Daoist is a high-ranking disciple of the National Teacher, and is deeply trusted by His Majesty. So what are ten thousand Taoist priests, why... ouch!"

Halfway through speaking, Zhao Shimin suddenly felt a piercing pain in the back of his neck. When he reached out to touch it, he found a trace of blood.

"I'm dying! I'm dying!" Zhao Shimin was so frightened that he patted his back, "Help, help!"

Pei Jingxing stepped forward quickly, grabbed Zhao Shimin's shoulder, examined it carefully, and finally found a fingernail-sized gravel in the flesh on the back of Zhao Shimin's neck.

"It should be a stone that fell from the top and just hit you." Pei Jingxing let go of Zhao Shimin, "There was some blood, it's nothing serious."

"It's nothing serious!" Zhao Shimin was so angry that his nose was crooked, "I'm bleeding, you say it's nothing serious?"

Pei Jingxing didn't even look at him: "This is not the outskirts of Beijing, we're not here for an outing, I'll pick out the gravel for you later, and just apply some golden sore medicine."

"You!" Zhao Shimin pointed at Pei Jingxing and cursed, "Pei Jingxing, are you avenging yourself? Ah! Let me tell you, if anything happens to me, my father will definitely not let you go!"

"Shut up!" Gao Zekai suddenly yelled, he threw the torch to the ground first, and stamped it out with his foot, "Putting out all the torches, there are footsteps ahead."