Chapter 3 Jiadong Four Tombs

Chapter 3 Jiadong Four Tombs

Qi Tiezui and Zhang Qishan said that the Qi family, in ancient times, divided the Yin and Yang, and determined the universe. What they did during the day was to help people deal with the eight characters, choose the yin house, find the dragon vein, and lock the corpse coffin. At night, they watch the mountains and point the stars and do the tomb robbers. Business. By his father's generation, he was considered to have the worst aptitude and shallowest Taoism, and he was even weaker. His father only learned a little bit of fur, but he was already the eighth in Changsha. This shows that Qi family ancestor's knowledge and ability are unfathomable.

There are many rules in this school. It is said that they have too many secrets, so they have to hide from the world. Many of the interesting things have become bedside stories in the Qiba generation. When his father was dying, he was in a daze and said some obscure words to him. Among them is a rule. It's the master of the Qi family who entered some very dangerous places and found that he had no way to survive. He would let his horse hang a bronze mirror on his head and escape with a special diagram, so that future generations would know where he died. because.

After listening to Zhang Qishan, he looked at the train behind him, and suffocated a Changsha saying: "Trip-Da paralyzed, now it's not a horse, it's a train. This expert doesn't know where he went to find his death. The movement is a bit big."

There are not many reports from the Qi family, and Qi Tie's mouth still feels a little uncomfortable when he thinks that someone in the same clan has died. I feel that the family has passed on, I am afraid that a few more articles will be broken, and future generations will never know. But at the same time, he also aroused some curiosity. This train came from nowhere. What happened to the person with the bronze mirror on the front of the train?

While a military vehicle drove directly onto the platform, many engineers came down. Qi Tiezui counted more and more soldiers. Knowing that he would definitely not be able to go, he might as well sell his face, so he asked Zhang Qishan the ins and outs of the matter. Let's be a staff adviser.

The adjutant told him about what happened last night, and said, "The driver hanged himself in the locomotive. He should have slowed down after entering the Changsha realm. After calculating the distance, he hanged himself and no one added him. The coal, the water cooled, the train kept going forward, the nose slid into the station, hitting a pile of thirty sandbags, and stopped."

All the doors entering and exiting the train were welded to death by iron sheets. When the engineers got off the train, they started gas cutting at the locomotive and carriages, cutting open the iron armor.

"This driver is a veteran, otherwise the estimate will not be so accurate, the car must not be so accurate to stop in the station." Zhang Qishan said, "This person said he was hanged, but the death is a bit strange." Qi Tiezui Climbing onto the locomotive, looking through the cleaned car window, and seeing the hanged body hanging there. What Zhang Qishan said was that his two eyes, pupils only the size of a soybean, looked like a weasel. This is not human eyes.

The whole car was welded and sealed like an iron bucket. It was strange that I didn't know how to deal with urine and urine.

He and Zhang Qishan are both intuitive people. After waiting for a while, the iron skin of the carriage was cut open first, and the iron skin fell off. It crashed on the platform with a loud noise, revealing a big hole. Zhang Qishan waved slightly, and the guards beside him All submachine guns have been raised.

The air was filled with the smoke of gas cutting, because all the windows and gaps in the carriage were sealed, and the carriage was completely dark. You can only see the cut where the outside light shines.

Qi Tiezui covered his mouth to resist the odor of gas cutting. The adjutant on the side took three wind lanterns and handed him one. Then he jumped up first, reaching out to pull him up.

Qi Tiezui shook his head and handed the wind lantern to a guard next to him. The guard did not pick it up, so he hung the wind lantern on the guard's machine gun barrel, and then turned his head and made a gesture to the adjutant: "I stand by you." Don't go up by yourself. My heart said that it would be good for me to be a military division. Zhang Qishan, you still want me to be a pioneer and you are beautiful.

The adjutant sighed and turned into the carriage. Qi Tiezui just breathed a sigh of relief. On one side, Zhang Qishan took the wind lantern from the guard barrel, carried it with one hand, and held it with his other hand. Hand with iron mouth.

"What are you afraid of? Nothing can be more fierce than me when we reach the boundary of Changsha."

Said this pulled Qi Tiezui and stepped up. As soon as he entered, the outside was bright and the inside was dark, and Qi Tiezui's eyes suddenly went blind, and after a violent rubbing, he was stunned.

The compartment was very dark, but it was not completely sealed. Light penetrated from the small gaps where the welding was neglected, illuminating the gas cutting exhaust particles in the air. The adjutant walked through the disturbing air, and these particles violently surged. Qi Tiezui thought of the attic of his old house. When he was a child, he used to look for things in it to play, and the cracks in the attic tiles shot into the tiny dust floating in the sun.

The places where the light can't shine are darker because of the small light leaks, and it is not clear. The adjutant used a wind lantern to shine. The light of the wind lantern was dim and yellow. Illuminated the huge shelves on both sides of the carriage in the darkness. On these shelves, Qi Tiezui saw coffins and coffins fixed by iron hoops.

Many of these coffins are wrapped around the dry mud of tree roots. Some are wood, which has turned white and swelled, rotted and cracked, and some are made of stone. The pressed shelf is deformed. From the surface and the degree of decay, all are ancient coffins. All were stolen from the ancient tomb. I don't know why, there are a lot of spider webs between the coffin and the shelf, like a layer of cotton wool that sticks these shelves and the coffin to the wall of the car box. It looks ancient and mysterious.

All the coffins and coffins are written with Chinese numbers in red paint. The arrangement of the numbers is irregular and the writing is very random. It seems that someone is sorting and compiling. At a hasty glance, the largest number is forty-seven, which means that there are at least forty-seven coffins here. I thought of this train with a total of seven carriages. What if the next few sections are all these things? I'm afraid the coffin will exceed a hundred mouths in total. On the side of the number, there is also a random mark of "East Chamber Section of Jiasi Tomb".

"Mr. Qi, look." Zhang Qishan pointed at these words.

"Walk together." Qi Tiezui thought to himself: "This is a big deal, and it's almost catching up with the harvest of the old nine doors in one year." At first glance, these coffins were stolen from Taosha, for the record. The tombs and areas were marked and annotated. Qi Tiezui was a little confused. The tomb from the south in Changsha was messy and disorganized. Even if he did such a big deal, he would not record where he was stolen. For them, the only difference between sand goods is price.

They moved slowly, looking at the coffins, they all came from different ancient tombs. Zhang Qishan had a puzzled expression on his face, but did not speak.