Chapter 36 The burial objects in the lotus jar

"Water tank?" Bao Datong widened his eyes in surprise, "When will the water tank become a cultural relic?"

"It's possible. If it's very old," said Wan Li. "But cultural relics are usually burial objects unearthed from large tombs. I don't know about archaeology, but the burial water tank seems a bit strange. I heard that in places like Xi'an, you can just dig a little shovel for a few times and you may be able to find good things, but the water tank - why does it sound so - that -"

"I didn't say that it was a very precious water tank with archaeological and craftsmanship value." Ruan Zhan said helplessly.

"Then you say it's a 'cultural relic'? It sounds so noble!" Bao Datong blinked, "Don't be mysterious, okay?"

Ruan Zhan sighed lightly, not knowing what to say. These people, after hearing what he said, kept guessing based on their own ideas, and gave him a chance to explain.

"I said that these three lotus jars are 'unearthed cultural relics', which means that they were indeed dug out of the soil, and they have a history of two, three hundred years, or even longer, and some strange things have indeed happened. This is a metaphorical statement, do you understand?"

"That is to say, these three water tanks have no value. The only thing worth studying is the strange thing caused by these three water tanks?" Bao Datong asked.

Ruan Zhan nodded, "That's right. These three water tanks are very large and full of lotus flowers. If they have material value, that is, why can the bright red lotus painted on the tank surface be buried in the soil for so many years without changing color?"

"You said these three water tanks are very big, so what are they used for?" Xiao Xia, who had not spoken, interrupted, "Is it called the lotus tank because it is full of lotus flowers? Or is it used to raise lotus flowers? If it is related to supernatural events, I have heard people say that in some places, water tanks are used as the living objects of the deceased, right? "

"Wait!" Wanli interrupted Xiaoxia and turned to look at Ruan Zhan, "Do you think there are three water tanks?"

“It’s three.”

"We have two evil spirits attached to the children now, and there will be no third one, right?" Wanli was shocked. These two were enough to kill people, and there were still three? Wouldn't that kill them?

"If you don't keep asking questions, you will understand after listening to my simple words." Ruan Zhan was tortured by these three people and felt powerless.

This is one of the reasons why he doesn't like to get close to people. To make trouble with more people, it is not possible to quickly solve problems with more people. Sometimes a person can do things better.

"You said you, we won't interrupt anymore." Xiao Xiala Wanli sat beside the bed and glared at Bao Datong again.

Seeing that these three people finally calmed down, Ruan Zhan slowly said, "I just said that because of this address, I found the place where the accident happened quite easily. However, people in small places are superstitious, and the strange thing has left behind, so the locals dare not talk at the beginning. I thought I was like the reporter from the big city that I came to make trouble five years ago. From this point of view, we can conclude that Zhang Zixin was indeed missing from this place, at least he had been here, and did some things that people hate ghosts and ghosts."

"It's easy to contact me!" As soon as Bao Datong spoke, he received a pair of flying knives from Xiao Xia and hurriedly stopped.

"But there must be a brave man under the heavy reward. In addition, something happened in the village at that time. The village chief's grandson got lost on the mountain on a rainy night. After returning home, he was a little unconscious and had been making trouble for more than half a month. So I helped them, so they told me what happened that year." Ruan Zhan continued, "Xitoudian is quite a drought, so five years ago, they wanted to build a reservoir, but it was actually just a reservoir. Fortunately, they could store some water during the rainy season. For this matter, the county only gave a little financial withdrawal, and all the labor was paid by the village itself. But because this matter is done, it is good for everyone, so as long as there are people with strong labor.

The family worked hard to dig the reservoir. Everything went smoothly until one day, a villager dug a hard thing. Everyone was very excited and guessed it would be a treasure. You should know that the Terracotta Warriors and Horses were also discovered by a farmer who dug his own vegetable field. But just as everyone was looking forward to the prospect of getting rich and famous, several powerful laborers had dug out the thing buried deep in the soil. As soon as this thing was unearthed, everyone was disappointed and strange, because they were three things called lotus bins in the local area, which were not very special and precious. What was strange was why someone buried such lotus bins in such a deep place."

"I'll get a mouthful." Bao Datong whispered quietly, and gestured with two fingers to prove how insignificant he was. "If you dig a reservoir, it should be during the day, but I want to know what day it is and when the thing was seen in the sun. Have you asked? This is very important!"

"How could I forget this? Whether the thing is evil enough after it comes out? Day and time are very important." Ruan Zhan said, and then told Bao Datong these details, and said, "Because this matter is too terrible, the villagers even remember that the scenery at that time was not very good, it was so gloomy, but it never rained."

"What's going on next?" Wan Li reminded Ruan Zhan to continue.

"The three lotus vats are one big and two small, the big ones are in the middle, and the two small ones are separated by the left and right, and they are just scattered. Although the unearthed things disappointed everyone, because of such a mysterious appearance, the village chief still directed people to lift the three water vats out of the pit. After carefully polishing the soil on it, the villagers saw the difference between the lotus vats. Not to mention that the lotus vats were still so fresh after being buried deep for so long, as red as blood. Even the lids of the three water vats are not ordinary. Generally, the lids of the water vats are wood or made of the same material as the cylinder, but these three

The tank head is made of a light yellow stone with a strange black pattern as if it were a talisman. At that time, people said that the tank head is probably jade, and that would be worth the old money. Someone said that the lotus tank was buried so deep, and it was probably a lot of years. However, the tank head was so valuable, and it was not accurate to have gold, silver and treasures inside. It was obvious that when the water tank was lifted, it took four or five strong laborers to lift it, and there must be a lot of things in it. Since everyone said that, the village chief decided to carry the three water tanks to the village ancestral temple, and then opened the tank in front of the whole village after dinner that day."

"It's so evil!" Bao Datong said, frightening Xiao Xia.

Since he heard Ruan Zhan talk about the days and times, he has been frowning, and he has not calculated like the Taoist priests in movies and TV dramas. He doesn't know what he is thinking. At this moment, he heard Ruan Zhan say that the villagers opened the jar in the ancestral temple, and suddenly a word came out.

"Yes, it's a big bad thing." Ruan Zhan nodded.

"What you just told me was the Gregorian calendar day. I had been planning for a long time before I realized that that day was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month of the lunar calendar." Bao Datong said, "When they were unearthed, the sky was cloudy and not rainy, so the energy was condensed and not gone. As a result, they were carried to the ancestral temple. They borrowed the yin energy there and opened the vat after the night. It was simply the right time, the place, and the people were all occupied. Not to mention that they were evil, even things that were not evil would bring evil spirits. Now, it was even more evil, so we suffered a lot of thanks."

"Not afraid of anything, we are the boss terminators." Wanli smiled, "Azhan, you continue, what is in the water tank?"

"That night, all the villagers came to the ancestral temple happily and opened the tank under the auspices of the village chief. Everyone was very excited at that time, but they didn't expect that the tank head could not be opened, as if it was blocked by something invisible. They asked several young men in the village who were the most powerful to move together.

But the more this happens, the more everyone feels that there is a treasure inside, so they try their best to open the tank. It's almost midnight. A reckless young man finally couldn't bear it anymore. He ran home and took a big hammer and wanted to knock off the head of the stone cylinder. However, it's hot and sweating a lot. When his hand slips, the hammer hits the big tank in the middle, breaking the tank in one go!

As soon as the water tank cracked, the heavy stone lid collapsed, causing a burst of dust to fly on the ground. When the scene calmed a little, the people around him instinctively dispersed. Only then did everyone see that the water tank was completely broken and the stone lid was broken. There was no gold, silver and treasure in the tank, only a dry bone, which had been smashed into pieces by the collapsed stone!

Many people were frightened at that time. Unexpectedly, they carried their "coffin" to the village's ancestral temple. They turned their heads and ran away. But some brave people stayed. After carefully looking at the broken jar, they found that the dead bones in the jar were scattered and their teeth were broken. However, they were biting a golden bell between the few intact teeth, and there were several burial jewelry piled beside the broken tiles. There was also a copper-handled whisk engraved with spells on the ground. It was obvious that he was an old Taoist priest before he died.

With the temptation of gold and silver, and so many people were present at the same time, people were no longer so afraid. Even the people who ran to the door came back, curious about the life experience of this old Taoist, and wondered why it was buried in their village, but they were more greedy and covetous. This is not a fault for them. Xitoudian's natural environment is harsh, and people are very poor, so they are naturally extremely eager for money. Now that they have found these things, although not many, everyone suspects that the two small jars are the burial objects of this old Taoist, and there will definitely be more money!

So everyone first put away the property around the old Taoist, including the golden bell in his mouth, and then tried to open the two small tanks, but in order to avoid smashing the treasure, they could not smash it like a big tank. After discussing this, someone tried to move the stone tank head. Strangely, it was obvious that it could not be opened even if it was dead, but it could be moved easily. When the villagers were surprised and happy, a child suddenly heard the sound of a child from the tank and called him Mom!

At that time, because the scene was noisy and some parents were taking their children, everyone was shocked, but they quickly thought that it was the children in the village who were shouting. The desire for wealth made them ignore them at all, so they started to coax and lifted the cylinder head. When the people who stood closest saw what was in the cylinder, they screamed, jumped far away, loosened their hands, and the stone cylinder head fell again!

This time, the lotus jar was not completely broken, but was cracked into several pieces as if it was split. A mesh of unknown wire mixed in the cylinder, causing the jar to break and not disperse. From these cracks, we can see that there was no gold, silver and treasure in the two jars, but there was a five or six-year-old child sitting cross-legged in the jar. Because when they carried the jar into the ancestral temple, they were arranged according to the location they dug out, so the men and women could see clearly on the left and right.

These two children are not just a pile of dead bones like the old Taoist, but are brightly dressed, picturesque, lifelike, and sitting cross-legged with their hearts facing the sky. Obviously, they are the things they are buried with.

The villagers were frightened and ran home in a row. No one buried the two children again in the middle of the night. But that night, there were always two children in the village shouting, "Mom! Mom! No dog in the village barked in the middle of the night. Some villagers heard a child knocking on the door and calling him mother, so scared that they didn't even dare to leave the bed!

The next morning, when the sun was very high, the village chief led a group of strong laborers to the ancestral temple accompanied by several respected people in the village. They wanted to invite the three dug back to the soil, and specially invited a witch who was said to have the power of immortals in the local area. However, as soon as they approached the ancestral temple, they felt that something was wrong. Not only was there a strong smell of blood coming, but dark red blood dripping from the entrance of the ancestral temple to the inside.

Everyone was frightened, but they had to look at the situation. So they lit a torch in broad daylight and entered the ancestral temple under the leadership of the witch and the village chief. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw many dead dogs on the ground, each of which was bitten through the throat and sucked all the blood. No dog in the village was spared, but they didn't understand why the dogs died here without barking last night. In the temple, the pair of children who were alive also changed. Except for the blood on their mouths, the entire body began to rot. It seemed that their bodies could no longer be preserved because of the light and air.

The witch said that because of the protection of the souls of our ancestors, the two little ghosts had left, but because they had already alarmed them, they had to be buried again. And they had to be buried far away from the village, it would be best to cross a river. This makes it difficult for the people in the village to know that Xitoudian is dry land and the surrounding villages are the same. Besides, if you bury this evil god to someone else, others will definitely not agree. If you have to cross the river, you have to walk hundreds of miles to have such a place.

While discussing what to do, everyone found three lotus vats that are common in the local area and buryed these three ancient corpses respectfully, praying that these ghosts and gods should not be punished for the unintentional offense of the villagers. But this was useless, and the witch said that the ancestors did not work at all. The old Taoist had never made a fuss, but the voices of the two children appeared that night, knocking on the door to find their mother. Several families found their little ones the next day.

The child's black handprint. But it would be fine if it was just like this. In fact, from this day on, the village began to die inexplicably. Someone walked well, fell to the ground, hit the stone, died on the spot, or someone hanged himself unknownly, and some friends suddenly drew their swords toward each other. At that time, the people who were closer to these three water tanks were even more crazy. Even the village chief with a very hard horoscope, although he had nothing to do, his wife went crazy.

Now everyone was scared and thought that they would send these three plague gods away no matter what. Their village was very poor. They originally wanted to sell the jewelry around the old Taoist for money to share it, but now they knew that they were not as lucky as foreign money. So they secretly sold the jewelry to the cultural relics dealer who came to collect antiques privately. With that large amount of income, they found a way to bury the things in the three lotus jars to the river five hundred miles away."
Chapter completed!