Tomb Raider Gu Tomb Miscellaneous Notes

Hirano hills and long ancient roads.

The road led by Xiao Zhao is generally westward. There are many hills in the east and west of Hubei. There is only one road in the wilderness. Xiao Zhao walked in front and was more than 30 meters away from us. I could see his figure appearing and disappearing for a while. Behind the low hill, in front of him, the road has no end in sight.

It was getting dark, and he had no intention of resting.

The incense burner walked not far ahead of me, and the pace of my steps never changed.My feet were a little sore, and Shen Er behind me was already howling.

I looked back and saw that he was already hunched over, so I had no choice but to shout to the two people in front: "Hey——, let's stop and rest for a while, we've been walking for a long time!"

As if Xiao Zhao and I were shouting at each other across the bank, he also answered me loudly: "You can't rest here, there is an inn not far ahead, and you can only rest there!"

I patted Shen Er, and Shen Er gritted his teeth.Because he was the one who clamored to follow, now he could only swallow his anger and dare not complain.

Speaking of the station, it is actually a farming family, but it seems that they often entertain passing tourists, and they are quite familiar when they say hello.

Xiao Zhao and the owner of the inn seem to know each other, and the owner knows to set up tables and chairs when they meet.We sat down to eat dry food, the proprietress brought tea with a smile, Xiao Zhao said to us: "The tea here is free, but there is a service fee of 20 yuan, a table and chair rental fee of 20 yuan, and an additional 20 yuan of confidentiality fee. You don’t want your whereabouts to be revealed, do you?”

The proprietress smiled at me, I gritted my teeth and took out a one hundred.

Xiao Zhao added: "For every hour that passes, a labor fee of five yuan will be charged."

"Labor cost?"

"I've been walking for a day, do you want someone to rub your back for you?"

I shook my head, and Shen Er said anxiously: "You don't need it, I need it! Isn't it only five yuan!" He generously took out another one hundred.

The proprietress rolled her eyes, and Xiao Zhao said, "Oh, right. The road ahead is still long, and we need to rent a few donkeys, 50 yuan each, with a deposit of [-] yuan. You can rent a few donkeys."

He drank water calmly, I stared at Shen Er very unsteadily, whoever wants him to show off, this will not be taken advantage of!

Shen Er advocates comfort, and I advocate saving money.Xiao Zhao abstained, and finally we only rented two donkeys under the decisive vote of the incense burner.

After spending the night at the farmhouse, we continued our journey after dawn.

Xiao Zhao’s donkey ran very smoothly, but on my side, because the delicate young master who claimed that he had never ridden a horse or sat on a donkey hugged me like a koala, I felt aggrieved, and the donkey seemed to be special. I feel aggrieved, and my feet are always weak when I run.

The two old men rode donkeys and ran like bears. It was really embarrassing to be seen.

In order to draw everyone's attention, I said: "Just now, the proprietress heard about the place we are going to, why did she look so ugly, that place is really so evil?"

No matter how evil the door is, in fact, I am open-minded, because there is an incense burner, a magic weapon for suppressing evil.

Xiao Zhao said: "I told you, you have to pass the tomb road on the way, right? It is said that there was originally a Shinto of a large mausoleum, but now it is called the tomb road."

"Is it the cemetery?"

"It's not as large as a cemetery. All you can see are mounds of dirt without tombstones. But some of them have been dug up by wild dogs, and it's very likely that you will see bones exposed outside."

"Bai, white bones?!" Shen Er behind me shuddered.

Seeing that Shen Er turned pale with fright, Xiao Zhao said cheerfully, "They all died hundreds of years ago. If you don't believe in those superstitions, you have nothing to be afraid of. It's just that there are legends in the village that living people passing there will be killed." If Yang Qi is sucked away, women and children will be taken directly to the underworld, this kind of argument is nothing more than to keep people away from there.”

Shen Er was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and whispered next to my ear: "I think the grave path is nothing, but this kid is a bit suspicious, we can't discuss it with him, let's take a detour!"

I can see that Shen Er is avoiding the important and taking the light, but Xiao Zhao's words also make me curious.

"In other words, there was a village there hundreds of years ago?"

"Yes." Xiao Zhao said, "but all the people in the village died overnight, and then a young man buried them all, but because there were too many people, where can I get so many stones all at once? Tombstones, so there are only graves, no monuments!"

Shen Er hugged me tightly, muttering about the little devil's yin and yang.

I pushed him away and asked Xiaozhao, "Why did everyone in the village die overnight?"

Xiao Zhao said: "Oh, there is a legend about that."

The story Xiao Zhao told was a bit long, and after listening to this story, we have already seen the grave path.

Since this story is a key clue, I will condense it here.

The story is like this.

In ancient times, a village often had only one surname, and everyone in this village was surnamed Shen, so the village was called Shenjia Village.

Since there is no doctor in the village, it is very inconvenient to walk several kilometers to another village to find a doctor when one gets sick.There are also people in the village who often have to wait to die when they get sick.

One day, a beggar came to the village to beg for food. The beggar told the village chief that as long as he rewarded him with a meat bun, he would definitely repay them in the future.

In poor villages, steamed buns are available, but meaty buns are a luxury.

But the village chief was a kind-hearted person. Seeing that the beggar was really pitiful, he called the whole village together, and each family contributed a little minced meat and flour to make a meat bun.

The beggar ate happily, and then asked the village chief to let him stay overnight.

Although the villagers objected, the village chief agreed to the beggar's request.

Unexpectedly, the beggar lived for half a month.

Suddenly one day, the village chief fell ill with a strange disease. The villagers specially invited doctors from the neighboring villages, but none of them could cure the village chief.But at this time, the beggar said that he could cure the village chief's illness.

How to cure is not the point, the point is that the beggar cured the village head's illness, the treatment in Shenjia Village is completely different, the villagers all regard him as a miracle doctor, begging him to stay in the village forever.

The beggar said that in order to repay the kindness of the village chief, he was willing to stay until the day he had to leave.

Afterwards, I don't know how long it has passed, and the villagers don't know when it started, this miracle doctor and beggar is always accompanied by a handsome young man.

The young man always carried a long stick wrapped tightly with cloth.He is taciturn, never talks to the people in the village, and does nothing, never speaks or smiles, and sits on the stone at the entrance of the village in a daze all day long, from sunrise to sunset.

Everyone felt that this young man appeared suddenly like a ghost, and maybe one day he would suddenly disappear without making a sound, and others might not be aware of it.

Someone finally couldn't help asking the beggar doctor, the beggar doctor smiled and said: "I picked him up on the road when I went to the next village to see a doctor. Seeing him lonely, I adopted him as an apprentice. The little apprentice lost his memory and couldn't remember himself. Anyone who is afraid of talking to strangers will get better as the days go by."

After that, the young man didn't spend much time in a daze at the entrance of the village. Sometimes the genius doctor and beggar would send him to the mountains to collect medicine, and sometimes he would bring back a basketful of river fish to give the villagers a rich dinner.

However, he still couldn't speak or smile, and the villagers regarded him as dumb.

Twenty years later, the village chief began to realize that something was wrong.

How can anyone look the same for 20 years without any change?

Everyone saw the small wrinkles on the face of the genius doctor and beggar, which seemed to be much more vicissitudes than before, but the little apprentices around him were still exactly the same as before.

Even if young people were only in their teens back then, they should be in their 30s now.From youth to adulthood, there should be an obvious growth period, but after all these years, time seems to have stopped on this young man. He has not grown old, nor has he grown taller or fatter. His appearance seems to have been frozen forever In that way, handsome and fair, it will never change.

Moreover, during these years, many girls from other families wanted to marry him, but he refused all of them.He doesn't fall in love, doesn't make friends, has no emotions, and doesn't have things he likes. It makes people think that he is very likely to die alone.

Everyone felt that he was getting weirder and weirder, and he didn't live like a normal person.

One day, someone took advantage of him to fetch water by the river and secretly stole the stick that had been wrapped in cloth.

They took the cloth apart, but they didn't expect to find a five-foot-long knife inside!

In the eyes of ordinary people, such things as knives are extremely terrifying evil things, and people think that they will bring bloody disasters.

When the young man came back from fetching water, the whole village mobilized, and they took out their knives to confront the young man.The young man was usually very quiet, and his temper was light and emotionless. For some reason, he hugged the knife and glared at the villagers viciously.

His eyes were cold and frightening, like the kind of executioner who beheaded a thousand people, and could cut off a person's head with just one drop of the knife.

The villagers were too frightened to speak out. At this time, the beggar, the genius doctor who went to the city to marry a wife, came back. He stroked the young man's head and whispered something in the young man's ear.

They only heard the last sentence of the genius doctor and beggar: "Now is the time we have to leave, say goodbye to these people, my good apprentice, you will fulfill your wish of becoming a teacher."

After that, the young man killed all the people in the village with that knife.

Hearing this, both Shen Er and I gasped.Shen Er's teeth chattered, and he said, "He, he killed those people and buried them with his own hands?!"

Xiao Zhao said: "Obviously, he was hypnotized by his master. That genius doctor not only knows how to treat patients, but also understands Feng Shui alchemy. When his apprentice wakes up later, he finds that he has killed everyone, so he digs the grave with his own hands and kills those people. They were all buried. Because he dug it with bare hands all night, his hands were covered with blood, and the soil was stained red by his blood. I don’t know why, after hundreds of years, it is still red. The old man said This kind of red soil is prone to bleeding corpses, so it is dangerous."

Everyone here, I wonder if you still remember the story of the Feng Shui master and his three apprentices that I wrote at the beginning.

Xiao Zhao's story vaguely makes me feel similar to that story, but there are big differences.

I asked, "Does the genius doctor and beggar have a name?"

Xiao Zhao said: "Yes, I don't know what his real name is, but after he lived in Shenjia Village, he took a new name, Shen Qianjiu. It's because he likes to drink very much, and he can hold a lot of alcohol. Drunk, take the homonym as 'Qianjiu'."

A thousand cups...not drunk...

For some reason, I thought of other places at that moment, and involuntarily glanced at the incense burner.The incense burner was absent-minded, as if he wasn't even listening to what we were saying.

I settled down and organized my thoughts.

Although everything seems to be full of mysteries, at least I know that the miracle doctor beggar and the Feng Shui master recorded in the Shen family's notes are the same person.

There may be deviations in the rumors passed down from generation to generation, and the Shen family's notes may have been deliberately tampered with.

Judging from the current situation, the Shen Qianjiu in Xiao Zhao's story is not as respected, honest and honest as described in the Shen family's notes.He encouraged his apprentice to kill the entire village, he could be said to be a murderous devil without blinking an eye!

Shen Er was naturally more surprised than I was. After hearing Xiao Zhao's words, he hurriedly defended his ancestors: "Is there any mistake! Such a big devil actually has the same name and surname as my ancestor?! Ah bah, plagiarism or something like that It's hateful, it's just ruining the reputation of my ancestors!"

I didn't immediately refute Shen Er, but I thought in my heart that this is not the same name and surname, but the same person.

There is only one Shen Qianjiu in the world.

The note was also written by a person. It said that he had three apprentices, maybe it was just to deceive people and hide some ulterior secrets, and he might only have one apprentice. Then the story Shen Er said is very likely to be completely overturned. The truth may have been changed beyond recognition by the words on the notes.

When I was in King Ming's tomb, I discovered that some parts of Shen Er's story were different from those recorded in the silk script in the sheep fat jade box.

Shen Er said that Shen Qianjiu only brought three apprentices to steal the thousand-year-old tomb, but according to the records in the silk script, there should have been a huge gold-making army starting from the capital at that time.

I even dare to speculate boldly that they went to rob the thousand-year-old tomb for the purpose of "Phoenix Nirvana", and "Phoenix Nirvana" should be found in the end, otherwise it would not appear on the stone wall in the tunnel of King Ming's tomb.It was also the "Phoenix Nirvana" that allowed the "King of Qi" to live from the beginning of the Ming Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty.

As for the story Xiao Zhao told, it should have happened before Shen Qianjiu came to the capital to be an official.

Part of the cause and effect of the whole incident seems to have gradually surfaced.

Shen Qianjiu...a taciturn little apprentice...a knife...a phoenix nirvana...a prince of the Ming Dynasty who has lived for more than 200 years...and ten spine beasts and ten red sandalwood boxes...the treasures in the East Emperor's Hades... …

These things are so intricate that they are scattered into a jigsaw puzzle, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.It seems that all the clues seem to be connected together, and it can be seen that they are related, but there is a lack of an important lead that connects everything together, making this jigsaw puzzle unable to complete the complete picture .

I feel that I am still in the mist. Whether the Gu that Hua Jinglan and others got into after entering the East Emperor Hades 15 years ago, and the Gu in me are also a piece of this puzzle, I still can't say.But I vaguely feel that the fate of us people seems to be engraved on a natal chart, and this natal chart has quietly begun to rotate.