Chapter 239 The Immortal's House in the Eight Hundred Miles Qinling Mountains
"Shopkeeper, are those hanging coffins hoisted up by ziplines?"
While the two were talking.
Miss Hong and the others also looked up.
The Xieling sect not only has many ancient weapons that have been passed down to this day, but also absorbed the experience of other Duandou sects.
Facing the cliff, apart from the centipede ladder, the most powerful one is the zipline.
The precipitous cliffs on both sides of Bingshu Gorge are difficult for apes and monkeys, and birds cannot perch. Without the help of tools such as hooks and ropes, it is difficult to climb the entire ship coffin weighing hundreds of kilograms, let alone rock climbing. Ascend to heaven.
After all.
Not everyone is a shopkeeper.
Can fly into the sky.
"Clever!"
Hear this.
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.
Looked at her in surprise.
You must know that the Three Gorges hanging coffin was first recorded in the Shui Jing Zhu, but Li Daoyuan, who lived in the Northern Wei Dynasty, could not understand how the ancients sent the coffin.
When there is a flood, people park on the side of the cliff and put embers in the boat, which is called "inserting the stove".
In "Taiping Yulan", the hanging coffin in Wushan is called the coffin of the immortal and the house of the earthly immortal.
Until later generations, it has been repeatedly verified through archaeological excavations.
I just learned that the Three Gorges Hanging Coffin is a relic of the Cuban era.
At that time, the ancients pursued high burial and immortality. At the same time, because of the chaos of war at that time, they took great pains to send the coffins to the cliff in order to prevent the remains of their ancestors from being destroyed.
And about the method of funeral.
There was no conclusion until decades later.
However, the most widely circulated theory is that the coffin is lowered little by little from the top of the mountain with the help of devices such as suspension ropes, and finally falls accurately into the cave or onto piles driven in advance.
Such a short moment.
The red girl can think of this step.
No wonder Chen Yulou was so amazed.
“That’s true.”
Huamaguai sighed subconsciously.
The eyes looking towards the cliffs on both sides are full of expectation.
Strong men dismounting mountains, leveling mountains and moving hills, looking for gold and stealing bones.
What he ate was a bowl of dead man’s rice.
With so many coffins placed here, how could there not be some thought?
But...
Before he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Chen Yulou.
“Stop making those ideas, kid.”
"I really think that the Guanshan people are just freeloaders. There are really good things, but they have already taken them away. Is it your turn?" The truth about having plenty of food.”
The thought was revealed.
Huamaguai is not embarrassed.
I just feel an unspeakable pity.
If you don't steal a coffin, what's the difference between this and cutting his heart?
You know, there are thousands of brothers on Changsheng Mountain to support.
Even a copper plate is not a loss.
In these years, if things were good, I would dig a bucket of oil to feed the people on the mountain for a year and a half.
But throughout the ages, the famous Dadou has been visited eight hundred times, dug into a sieve from the inside out.
Often busy for months.
After finally reaching the bottom, I discovered that it was an empty bucket.
This is also the reason why the Xiling lineage has always been plucking its feathers and never gone empty.
If you don’t know how to be a wealthy person, oil and salt are expensive.
As the person in charge of Changshengshan's money bag, he has always wanted to break a penny in half and spend it.
There are at least dozens of coffins on the cliffs on both sides.
It looks like the coffin lid is tightly closed, and it seems that no one has done anything to it.
If it were normal, he would have led people up the mountain with his personality.
But...
Now that the shopkeeper has spoken.
Huamaguai naturally did not dare to say more words.
He also knew how important this trip to the Kunlun Mountains was to the old foreigner and his three brothers and sisters, and he could not delay the important event for a few coffins.
But I want to think about it.
The flesh still hurts.
"Okay, these few coffins have seduced you into this. If you go to Kunlun Mountain, why don't you live there?"
Huama has been following him for so many years.
How could Chen Yulou not understand what he meant?
I just want to save more, but there will be times when the harvest is not good.
"What do you mean, shopkeeper?"
Hua Maguai's heart moved.
I seem to have thought of something, but I dare not confirm it.
“The Thirty-six Kingdoms of the Ancient Western Regions have disappeared one by one since the Tang Dynasty. As long as you can find an ancient city, not to mention so many coffins, even an imperial mausoleum will not be exchanged. ."
Chen Yulou smiled faintly.
The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions are still collectively referred to.
For thousands of years, there are more than thirty-six ancient countries buried in the vast desert.
You must know that the ancient countries in the Western Regions were not a unified dynasty like the Han people. They basically had one city and one country. If they could have three cities, they were considered powerful.
"This..."
Hear this.
Not only Huamaguai, but also everyone on the deck was shocked.
My heart was beating wildly.
His breathing became much faster.
Ancient country ruins!
If we could dig out two of them, it would be even more amazing than the royal tombs.
"Shopkeeper, you told me earlier, you know there is such a big coffin waiting, I am still wondering what these hanging coffins are doing."
Huamaguai's eyes flickered.
It was as if I had seen gold everywhere.
From the beginning to the end of this trip to Kunlun Mountain, he only knew that the shopkeeper was going to help the three of them move the mountain.
There is absolutely no option to fight upside down.
So, when the shopkeeper asked him to select a team of at least two hundred people, he felt strange.
Now that I think about it.
I am still too young.
I am afraid that the shopkeeper already wanted to know the ancient desert city at that time.
“I really said it.”
“Can you still sleep?”
Chen Yulou joked.
Hearing this, everyone on the boat couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
As soon as the ship passed through Bingshu Gorge, the water flow returned to calm again, and there was no shaking on the deck as before.
The head of the ship came up from the cabin again at some unknown time.
There were two guys behind him.
Each of them carried drinks, yellow paper and fish and meat.
First, he signaled to Chen Yulou and others, and then hurriedly walked to the side of the boat, lit the yellow paper, poured the fish, meat, and wine into the water. He held his head in his hands and muttered something in his mouth.
Sichuan and Chongqing are separated from Sanxiang by a river.
Although the accent is quite strong and it is far away from the road.
But Chen Yulou still heard it clearly.
It's nothing more than an unintentional collision and asking ghosts and gods not to blame.
Along the way to southern Yunnan, they had already seen various taboos of boatmen. This kind of taboos was nothing, and it was almost not much different from folk customs.
Wait until the yellow paper burns out.
The head of the boat let out a long sigh of relief.
Waving to the two men to go back to the helm, he turned back to a few people.
“Everyone, please forgive me. This is also some of the customs of us boat runners.”
The captain explained carefully.
However, how could Chen Yulou and the others care about these trivial matters.
"The ship boss is polite."
"We were wrong in this matter first, how can we ask you to apologize?"
Waving his hand, Chen Yulou motioned for him to relax.
I saw several people with peaceful expressions, especially the gentleman in front of me, who spoke in a gentle voice and did not look like a bandit warlord.
I guess he is a young master from a well-established business, traveling far away to do business.
He has seen a lot of boats over the years.
It’s just that there are indeed a lot of people accompanying us on this trip, which is not surprising.
“After passing Bingshu Gorge, it’s not far from Chaotianmen Pier, right?”
Chen Yulou asked casually.
“Yes, at the current speed, we can arrive before lunch.”
Because it is adjacent to the Yangtze River, Yuzhou has developed water transportation since ancient times, especially in the late Qing Dynasty. Pier 120. From one row to twenty-three.
Their destination is Chaotianmen.
It is one of the oldest docks in Yuzhou City.
After getting off the boat, you can go directly to the city gate.
"Sir, are you coming to Yuzhou for business?"
Seeing that his eyes were thoughtful, the boat's head relaxed a lot, and he took advantage of the situation and asked.
Chen Yulou was startled for a moment, then realized what he was doing and nodded with a smile.
"Ordered a batch of Shu Brocade."
Shu Brocade!
Hearing these two words, a flash of shock flashed across the captain's face.
Since ancient times, Shu brocade has a price but no market. There is a saying that one foot of Shu brocade costs one tael of gold.
For ordinary poor people, most people can't even see it, let alone wear it.
His guess became more and more solid in his mind.
How can you afford such a business without a big name?
No wonder so many people were hired to come.
Seeing his casual words, the captain of the boat in front of him was obviously very restrained. After chatting for a few more words, he was allowed to return to the cabin and continue sailing.
Sure enough.
At noon.
Two large ships arrived outside Chaotianmen Pier.
On the vast waters, there are countless ships, large and small, at least hundreds of ships.
There are many yellow-haired and blue-eyed foreign devils among them.
Looking at how they were dressed, most of them were doing business at treaty ports, and there were also missionaries wearing long robes.
Chen Yulou has no interest in these people.
But...
Their appearance.
It reminded him of something.
During the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, it was the period when excavation activities in the deserts of the Western Regions were most rampant.
Foreign devils from various countries, under the guise of archeology or exploration.
Crazyly dig out those ancient cities buried under the sand.
For a moment, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
Although the destination of this trip is an ancient city, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
Loulan, Xiye, and Jingjue are all civilizations derived from the Peacock River Basin.
The damage to Loulan was so serious.
It is difficult to guarantee whether Jingjue will escape its grasp.
After getting off the boat and entering the dock, the group hurriedly filled their stomachs, asked Huamaguai to replenish their supplies, and then set off again.
To save time.
I didn’t even go to Qingcheng Mountain.
Instead, they directly bypassed Yuzhou and headed north to Hanzhong.
When passing through Yuzhou, there were still many mountains and dangerous peaks, but as soon as we passed Bazhong and headed north, the terrain changed visibly with the naked eye, and the vast northern Shaanxi plain was like a flat river.
The team traveled through the starry night.
It only took three or five days to enter the territory of Hanzhong.
Hanzhong is adjacent to the Qinling Mountains.
Standing outside the ancient city and looking to the north, you can see a mountain range stretching between heaven and earth in the distance, like an ancient giant spiritual dragon.
“The eight-hundred-mile Qinling Mountains are the greatest obstacle to the world.”
“The dragon descends from the big tent, enters the head and sets the stars, the clouds are vast, and the spirit goes against the tide. It is really extraordinary!”
“I have seen it today.”
Chen Yulou was riding on the back of a dragon horse, looking at the mountain range at the end of the sky, his expression full of shock.
Dragon veins in the world.
The ancestral dragon is Kunlun Mountain, and the middle dragon is the 800-mile Qinling Mountains.
Since the pre-Qin Dynasty, the Qinling Mountains have been regarded as a battleground for military strategists.
It is also regarded as the location of the dragon luck of the dynasty.
Originally, he only saw it while reading, but now after learning the mausoleum genealogy and the sixteen characters, when he looked at Qinling Mountains again, the pale characters became much clearer.
Listen to him muttering to himself.
Kunlun and others did not understand. Only Partridge Whistle's eyes were bright and his expression was full of shock.
Back then, I was looking for pearls.
He once followed the previous generation of mountain-moving Taoists to the Qinling Mountains.
But at that time, I was just thinking about the 100,000 ancient tombs in the Qinling Mountains, which are 800 miles away, and I couldn’t see through the dragon veins in the Qinling Mountains. Now I look at them after many years, and I can only feel that the Qi pulses are falling from the sky, the stars are flying, and the momentum is Majestic.
"Qinling Mountains is also a good place."
Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Yulou smiled.
The number of ancient tombs in the Qinling Mountains is incomparable even to Mang Mountain.
This is the only place in the world.
You can probably dig out a bucket with just one shovel.
"Then when we return, the shopkeeper will take us to see some things?"
Hua Ma beat the snake and followed it with the stick.
This kind of dragon vein treasure land, let alone ordinary ancient tombs, there are probably countless royal tombs.
It’s exciting just thinking about it.
The area of Xiangyin is already a remote area.
The three generations of thieves from the Chen family, plus the three before them, Luo Laowai, Song Laowu, and Peng Laizi, dug holes and fought like crazy everywhere. They even laid out mass graves and couldn't find even a coffin board.
“I’m not afraid of crossing the border and being chased away by those swordsmen in northern Shaanxi, who are all over the mountains and forests with knives in their hands.”
“You can try it.”
Chen Yulou He spread his hands.
This guy doesn’t think that this piece of land was robbed, does he?
On the contrary, people in Qinling Mountains have been fighting against each other since ancient times. In addition, the people in this place are fierce and fierce, and there are countless people who eat dead people.
Until later generations.
Private excavation activities are rampant in the Qinling Mountains.
Not to mention that in such troubled times, no one can survive, so are you still afraid of fighting for gold?
What's more, Xiangyin and Hanzhong are thousands of miles apart. Changsheng Mountain is said to be the leader of green forests in the 13 provinces in the north and south. But when it comes time to divide gold and silver, who will care whether you are Changsheng Mountain or Changbai Mountain?
Hear the teasing in his words.
Hua Maguai scratched his head, "Shopkeeper, I'd better go find brother Yang Fang first."
When Yang Fang left that day.
They agreed to meet in the ancient city of Hanzhong.
However, these days it is not as convenient as in later generations, so you have to go to a dental shop to ask for directions first.
Huamaguai was very good at doing this kind of thing, so naturally Chen Yulou wouldn't stop him.
Their group did not choose to enter the city.
After all, a team of two to three hundred people is so vast that it will probably attract countless attention as soon as it enters the city.
When they passed by the mountain gates of the bandits along the way, they saw them from a distance and closed the gates one by one. It was like facing a powerful enemy. It is conceivable that the defense of this big city will only become stricter. .
Chen Yulou is too lazy to cause more trouble.
Simply lead a group of people to the tea shed outside the city.
It is said to be a tea shed, but in fact it is fully equipped with drinks and food, providing a place for business travelers to rest.
But...
They are a bunch of people.
He is tall, powerful, and has a gangster spirit.
The original tea drinkers were frightened.
They all checked out and left, and the crowded tea shed suddenly became empty.
You can still fit in if you squeeze a little bit.
As for the tea shack shopkeeper, the moment he saw the two oceans, his panic, uneasiness and slight dissatisfaction disappeared instantly, and he happily led his wife, children and children to prepare food.
Although it is the junction of Sichuan and Shaanxi.
But the taste here in Hanzhong is obviously different from that in Sichuan and Chongqing.
After entering the golden elixir realm.
Chen Yulou has been able to eat Qi and live without grains.
It’s just that there are countless delicacies in the world, how can he want to be a mountain man who doesn’t eat the fireworks of the world?
I only have a few tastes of food.
I am quite satisfied with the wine brewed by the shopkeeper.
While having a drink, I chatted with the others at Partridge Whistle.
While talking.
A rapid sound of horse hooves came from the city gate.
The shock caused the curtains hanging in the tea shed to shake.
Chen Yulou held the wine cup and looked back. One person was tall and the other thin. If it wasn't Yang Fang and Huamaguai, who could it be?
Nothing more.
It is different from the previous days of being wanton and wanton.
We haven’t seen him for more than ten days. Yang Fang looked gloomy and was obviously in a low mood.
He understood it as soon as he thought about it.
The whereabouts of the golden abacus are unknown. As a disciple, how can I be able to calm down?
"Yang Fang, you are finally here."
"How about it, have you found your master?"
The old foreigner pulled him to sit down.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fang's eyes became even darker, and his face was hard to look at.
(End of this chapter)