[Tomb robbery notes] My name Nanji

Wu Xie and Monk Hua were discussing the mural, and they even got involved with the snake-browed copper fish. It turned out that one piece was in Chen Pi's hands, but they didn't know that the rest was in Wu Xie's hands.

We had enough rest, gradually regained our spirits, and began to take turns to rest. Chen Pi Asi asked his people to go out and stay outside in turn. If the snow stopped, they would climb in and call us, and we began to take turns to sleep.

There is no rotation of the sun and the moon inside, and I don’t know how long it took, probably two to three days. The snow finally stopped, and we climbed out of this crack one after another. The outside has cleared up, and there is a vast white world everywhere. .

In the gaps, Chen Pi Asi taught us a lot of tricks on the snow-capped mountains, such as using sanitary napkins as insoles, which can absorb sweat from the feet, keep the feet dry, and keep the whole body warm.We follow his method, which is really good.

We used ropes to climb up and down the steep slope, and there were many new horseshoe marks on the ground. The fat man squatted down and looked at it, and said, "It seems that Aning's group has surpassed us and ran ahead of us." .”

We found the place to go, but we couldn't get through with soldiers guarding us, so we decided to change it.

Two days later, we arrived. This snow slope is a huge area, and there is almost no dividing line on the left and right. If there is no Chen Pi'a to guide the way.You definitely don't feel anything special.The snow-covered surface is very smooth, with only a few black bare rocks sticking out.The Sansheng Snow Mountain is on our left side at this time. Compared with yesterday, it is much, much closer. The top of the holy mountain is covered with white snow. The whole huge mountain looks like a monster. The mountain peak became steeper. Due to the setting sun, a strange light blue mist enveloped the entire mountain.

While panting, Ye Cheng said with emotion: "It's so beautiful. No wonder they say that Penglai Wonderland is not as good as Changbai. It's worth climbing for so long."

A few people are rough people, but they are all intoxicated by the beauty of the setting sun around them, especially in this snow-capped mountains, the feeling of standing under the zenith is even more amazing.

After two days of running around, we finally came to the glacial valley of Xiaosheng Snow Mountain. Almost everyone was covered with snow foam and exhausted. Greatly intoxicated.

However, Zhang Qiling's actions at this time surprised them. For some reason, he knelt down facing the snow mountain, and made a very respectful gift, as if he had some special feelings for this mountain.

Nan Ji stood next to Zhang Qiling, watched him kneel down, and bowed his head respectfully towards the Sansheng Snow Mountain in the distance.There was a faint, very sad expression on the originally expressionless face.

Nan Ji looked at him with fascination, obviously his memory has only recovered a little, but now it is already like this, the Zhang family has too many burdens, Zhang Qiling is even more so, that's why I made such a decision.

After prostrating, he returned to the expression of not caring about the matter and only sleeping on me, climbing up the bare rock on one side, closing his eyes and resting his mind.Wu Xie couldn't help being curious again, he really couldn't see through, what was hidden in his dark eyes?

Along the way, everyone knew what he was like, especially Wu Xie and the others, so no one asked him what was going on, and he would not answer, but judging from the eyes of Chen Pi Asi and others, it was obvious that he was I feel very puzzled.Only Shunzi didn't take it seriously, probably thinking that Zhang Qiling was also a Korean.

Everyone had their own thoughts and rested while looking at the scenery. After a while, our physical strength recovered. The fat man lit the smokeless stove, and we gathered around to make tea to keep warm. At the same time, Shunzi also started to do his homework and drank a few sips. After the hot wine recovered, he pointed to the surrounding snow-capped mountains and explained their origins to us.

It took us some effort to get the ice covered, but thanks to Zhang Qiling, it wouldn't have been so easy.In the middle, because they wanted to blast the ice, it caused an avalanche. Fortunately, Nanji Wu Xie and the others did not have any accidents.

We found the Kunlun tires in the blasted ice, Nan Ji was thinking about things, and didn't care what they did, anyway, he followed them down.

Seven flashlights looked around and found that the slope and cliff in this ice dome are about 30 degrees near vertical, the cave is very deep, the palace goes straight into the mountain, and the innermost situation cannot be seen. The top of the mountain and the top of the Linggong almost fit together. The tiled roof we are standing on is the roof of the outermost stilted "main hall".A few of us stood crookedly on it, feeling like Zhou Xingchi's version of the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City.

The fat man wanted to lift a piece of tile to have a look, but found that the tile and the tile beam were so frozen that they couldn't be broken off at all, so he had to give up.One by one, we carefully picked up the faucets of the cornices and descended to the porch outside the main entrance of the Linggong with ropes.

The porch is similar to a sacrificial altar, and the paved ground is made of stone slabs. The perennial cold makes the stone brittle, and it rattles when you step on it, and it may break at any time.This should be the end of the plank road built into the mountain back then. Now the plank road has been demolished. One side is a dark abyss, and the left and right sides are a row of copper tripods covered with ice chips. Ancient ashes.

The style of the bronze wares and the appearance of the palaces all have a very obvious Han style. It seems that Wang Zanghai contracted the project there, and the design still could not exceed the limitations of his own nationality and time. In other words, with the national strength of Eastern Xia at that time, We can only make do by plundering the things of the Han people on the border.

On the other side is the gate of the Hall of Spirits. In front of the gate stands a stone stele without characters. Behind the stele is the white jade gate of the Long Palace. The gate is very large, almost as high as three people and wide by two.On the stone gate, there are many harpy birds dancing in the clouds, whose names cannot be named. The brass door roll above the gate is a tiger’s head. The cracks and hinges of the door have been watered, and now the door panels on both sides are frozen. as a whole.

After going down, we followed Zhang Qiling. The main hall of the Linggong Palace is the main part of the building on the ground of the mausoleum. one.

In the darkness among the stone pillars, you can vaguely see a large black lamp slave, and behind it is pitch black. I don’t know why the flashlight shines on it, but there is no reflection of any light. It seems that there is a void, and there is no burial. Taste.

The fat man set up a fire book and wanted to try to light the lamp slave, but was stopped by Wu Xie. We could only rely on the flashlight to move forward in the dark, affecting the environment. No one spoke, as if afraid of waking up the people in the spiritual palace. What, the silence around is frightening, only the echo of our footsteps and the heavy breathing of the people around are left in the air.

Ye Cheng was the least seen of the world among the few people. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but said: "It's so fucking quiet, why do I feel chilly all over, the more there is no sound, the more flustered I am, let's talk, don't do it Very thieves—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qiling made a soft gesture to tell him to shut up.The fat man said softly to Ye Cheng: "Don't fucking come up with bad ideas, aren't we just thieves? This little brother has good ears. Once you speak, we won't be able to hear you when we step on the mechanism. Can you take it on?"

When Ye Cheng heard that there might be a mechanism here, he quickly covered his mouth, and looked around nervously, fearing that some hidden weapon might fly over.

Nan Ji shook his head, he felt more and more uncomfortable, not referring to physical discomfort, but a very unreal feeling, Nan Ji suppressed the restlessness in his heart, followed quietly, Wu Xie endured I couldn't help looking back at him a few times.

We continued to move forward and walked for less than 5 minutes. We had already arrived at the center of the Linggong Hall, and there was a jade platform in front of it, surrounded by several huge bronze statues with human heads and bird bodies. Buddha, like a twisted pillar covered with lichen, no one can tell what it is, it looks very strange.

The environment here does give people an inexplicable sense of tension, except for Chen Pi Asi and Zhang Qiling who still have the same stinky faces, everyone else behaves more or less a little strangely, and Nan Ji has long been unaware of what he was wandering into. place to go.

Going further in, we can see the end of the main hall, where there is another jade gate, which is made of four pieces of white marble inlaid. There are two guard boys engraved on the door. There is also no natural stone behind the door. The door was poured to death with sentries. After we pried it open, we found that behind the door was the corridor leading to the apse of the Linggong Palace, which was completely dark.

The apse is generally where the entrance of the underground palace is located. Usually, there will be a decorative coffin, lit with longevity candles, which will last all year round, or a large number of sacrifices will be piled up, which will be replaced regularly by the mausoleum guards.It is expected that there will not be too many good things in Dongxia, a small border country that is hidden in a state of perennial war, but the entrance to the underground palace is usually located inside, so we have to see it.

Entering the corridor, the two sides plus the head, the front is the mural, the mural is covered with a layer of ice, frozen gray.After seeing the double-layer mural in the gap, Wu Xie has always been interested in such descriptive things, so he picked up the flashlight to look.

When I looked at it, I felt chills all over my body. On the murals, almost all the paintings were centipedes coiled in the clouds. They were coiled up, soaring, all over the wall. At first glance, they seemed to be covered with centipedes. Same.

The murals are divided into several parts, and some murals also depict many soldiers in furs, bowing to the centipede dragon in the sky.

On the head is also a picture of two centipede dragons entangled together. I don't know if they are copulating or fighting.

On each mural, the centipede must be the main part.The people around them all seemed very small and extremely humble. Obviously, the Eastern Xia people's worship of this centipede dragon is even more than our Han people's worship of Panlong.