Chapter 19 The Hermit's Coffin (Part 1)

Shirley Yang poured the strong wine on my shoulder again. I felt so painful that I felt sweaty on my forehead. I was about to scream, but just as I opened my mouth, I suddenly found that there was an "person" at the end of the wooden beam. The sound of "pain" that came to my mouth was swallowed back. I quickly raised my "wolf eyes" and looked behind Professor Sun. Shirley Yang knew something was wrong and took off the "golden steel umbrella" behind me.

Where the black beams fell to the deep ravine, there were two cliffs covered with wet ancient vines. The space was extremely narrow. A hazy white light could be seen upwards, no less than a thousand feet high, and downwards was a dark and light mist of smoke. Listening to the sound of the rushing water, it seemed that it was still several hundred meters deep under my feet. This area was not covered by the sky or the ground. After the eyes of people adapted, they felt that the light around was said to be black or bright. From where I was, I could see the ancient vines of the cliff. An old man was sitting upright, but only the shape was seen, and it was not clear from close up.

When Professor Sun saw us staring at him intently, he quickly looked back and saw someone hiding in the cracks of the cliff. He was shocked and hurriedly covered the wound on his head and retreated.

The fat man at the other end of the wooden beam discovered this situation and pulled out the "Lianzhu Kuaishou" and wanted to fire it. I quickly raised my hand and asked him to stop: "Don't do it, it seems like he is just a dead person. I don't know if it is Captain Feng, wait for me to come over and take a look."

This time, everyone no longer dared to gather on the black beam and spread it out from each other, trying to make the wooden beam evenly under force. I wrapped my wounds, touched the black donkey's hooves in my bag, and walked sideways around Professor Sun. I went to the wall to explore the engineers to shovel and pull out the vines. I saw a hanging coffin hidden in the cracks of the rock. The coffin was made of ancient pine wood, and the pine skin was like layers of dragon scales.

The lid of the hanging coffin was unveiled, and the body in the coffin sat up, with deep eye sockets and dry skin and yellow flesh. However, the ancient corpse god had not dissipated. He had a slight tied around his hair, and was wearing a wide gray robe. He was holding a long-handled bronze sword with colorful ancient patterns. His eyebrows and beard were all white, and his long beard fluttered slightly.

The old man in the coffin has been dead for less than a few thousand years, but in the "Coffin Gorge", the best place where wind and energy are hidden, it is still vivid and vivid like a living person, and his clothes and appearance are still immortal.

I held up my "wolf eyes" and took a few photos of the ancient corpse sitting up from the coffin. I had never seen a "zongzi" with a fairy-like appearance before. I was surprised and confused about what I saw in my eyes. Only Master Sun Jiu, who was behind me, said: "This hanging coffin tomb is extraordinary. I am afraid it is the place where an ancient hermit buried his bones!"

Although I saw the ancient corpse fairy-like character, I was a little suspicious of Professor Sun's words. With my "Golden Captain"'s eyes, it was difficult to immediately identify the identity of the ancient corpse. How could he assert that he was an "ancient hermit"? It was simply a subjective conjecture caused by "lack of knowledge, superstition, and delusions", so I asked him how he could see it?

Master Sun Jiu frowned and said, "When did you see me talking nonsense? Isn't this obvious - pine skin is the coffin and jing vine is the crown. This is the funeral system of the ancient hermits. There are clear records in history books, so it is definitely not wrong."

The cliff burials and hanging coffins in Bashu are all made by ancient people, and most of them have a history of thousands of years. According to local chronicles throughout the ages, in addition to Cubans, there are many hermits who practice immortals and seek Taoism. They are buried on the cliffs of the deep valley of the Youxia Gorge after their death. The burial objects are very simple. There are only "bamboo slips, tortoise shells, and bronze swords" objects, most of which are simple "ming weapons" that even ancient tomb robbers look down on. In the gorge area not far from Wushan, there is a place name like "Mings Book Gorge, Baojian Gorge", which is named by the Ming weapons found in the hanging coffin. But what is the so-called "Military Book, Baojian Gorge"? There is nowhere to be verified now.

We have seen a large area of ​​dense hanging coffins in the "Coffin Gorge", all of which are rock pile-shaped, that is, they are carved into several holes on the cliff, and then inserted into wooden stakes to put the coffin on it. The "hermit" hanging coffin below the Golden Wireless Swallow Cave is hidden in the rock gap, using the natural narrow cave on the cliff, which makes it difficult for people to stand in it. The ancient corpse sitting up in the coffin is almost touching the rock on the top.

Professor Sun saw that the tomb of the hanging coffin was natural and was even more convinced of his own judgment. Even if this ancient corpse was not a seclusion person, he was mostly a wise man who was familiar with the River Tu and Luoshu and understood the mystery of the creation of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, this tomb has been stolen. Otherwise, how could the corpse in the coffin sit up on its own? It must have been pulled out of the coffin by a rope robber.

But the fat man was impatient to listen to Professor Sun's "hermit" and lay on the end of the wooden beam and asked me: "Old Hu, are there any clear tools in the coffin? Can we bring some small souvenirs back?"

I took the flashlight and pushed away the ancient vine, stretched half of my body into the tomb in the cracks of the rock, and looked up and down, left and right. In addition to "one corpse, one coffin, and one sword", there were also some fragments of tiles in the tomb. There were several simple patterns of the Big Dipper star carved on the rock wall. It was obvious that the tomb owner was probably familiar with the strange techniques such as "astronomy, metaphysics" during his lifetime.

I looked at the pine coffin carefully again. The lid of the coffin was lifted aside and was seriously damaged. The ancient corpse sitting in the coffin was hung with a rope hanging in the neck. It was indeed visited by the tomb robbers. All of these things were all reported by Master Sun Jiu. After I understood it, I had to admire his eyesight and turned to the people on the wooden beam and said, "The coffin has obviously been stolen for a long time, and I think the method of fighting back is very professional, and it should be done by experts." After that, I tried to pull out the bronze ancient sword held in the arms of the ancient corpse. The sword did not move in the sheath, as if the deceased still knew that after thousands of years, he still refused to send the bronze sword that was buried with his close body.

I came into the coffin gorge for something, and I was not interested in the ancient bronze sword, but I was just curious why the thief who stole the hanging coffin did not take the bronze sword away? Did they steal something more important? I was suspicious for a while, and wanted to try whether the ancient corpse was stiff and dry so that I could have a specific understanding of the Feng Shui dragon energy in the coffin gorge. I immediately put on gloves and wanted to gently put the corpse of the immortal style back into the coffin, but unexpectedly it fell down as soon as it touched, and the body was not stiff at all.
Chapter completed!