Sleeping in the sky

I stood on the ridge, looked at the veins of the mountains and rivers, and wrote down the locations that might exist in the ancient tomb, marked the distance, and then turned around to see the fat man and the big gold teeth on the other side.

The two of them were looking for a thief hole around the Fishbone Temple. I put my fingers in my mouth and whistled loudly at the fat man and the big gold teeth.

The fat men heard the sound, raised their heads and shrugged at me, indicating that they had not found the entrance to the thief hole. Then they lowered their heads and continued to search, turning the fish bone temple inside and out and out over and over again.

It is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain. I looked at the place where I climbed up. It was too steep and it was difficult to go down the original path. I saw that on the hillside not far from my left hand, it was eroded by wind and rain, and a large piece of the soil slope fell. It would be easier to go down there.

So I walked along the ridge to the left, and slowly walked down the collapsed lumps of soil. This section of the soil slope was still difficult to stand on, and it slipped as soon as I stepped on it. I saw that there was a slightly flat place nearby to fall, so I jumped over.

Unexpectedly, after standing still, I just walked out without two steps, my feet suddenly fell and the lower half fell down instantly. I thought to myself that it was not good, and I stepped on the earthen shell.

I heard from people in the nearby village that this snake slope is full of such a cave. I thought the edge area was safe, but I didn’t expect to be careless. At this time, my waist was completely trapped in the cave. I knew in my heart that I must not struggle at this time. The geological structure here is similar to the quicksand in the desert. The difference is that there is less sand and more fine soil. The more I struggle and force it, the faster I want to climb out by myself. When I encounter this situation, I can only wait for rescue. If I am alone, I have to wait to die.

After I fell into a large part of the earthen shell, I tried my best to keep my body from moving, and I didn't even feel breathing, for fear that I would fall into it again if I had any movement. If I passed through my chest, it would be a big trouble.

I gently supported my hands and kept my body under even force. After waiting for more than ten seconds, I saw that I no longer fell down, so I freed up one hand to take off the whistle from my neck and put it to my mouth to blow the whistle to greet the fat man for help.

But I have to use my chest and abdomen when I blow the whistle. I am now in a delicate balance of power and I dare not move a little. Otherwise, this slope may collapse at any time. I will bury me alive. Of course, it may not necessarily fall into it and be buried alive. There may be a large cave below. What's even more unlucky is that I can fall into it half of it, no sky above or ground below, and I will be suffocated to death. The feeling is really uncomfortable.

This thought changed my mind, and I decided to blow the whistle. Otherwise, when the fat man and the others think of me, their cucumber and vegetables will be cold. I hope they will come to help quickly after hearing this. Otherwise, my old Hu will really return to his position this time, and have experienced many storms and waves. I really don’t want to die on this slope.

I blew the whistle, my chest and abdomen moved slightly, my body suffocated, and I fell into another piece, just squeezed my chest, and breathing became more and more difficult. If I buried someone alive, I usually don’t have to bury it on my head, and I will be suffocated to death after passing my chest.

This is the case now. I stretched my hands outside, and I was obviously feeling uncomfortable, but I didn’t feel struggling. This moment is a test of a person’s patience. I try to keep myself calm and never try to climb out with my arms because my chest is so stuffy that I am almost suffocating. I will die faster.

For my current situation, one second is longer than a year. Why didn’t the fat man come here yet? If they didn’t hear the whistle, then I’ll tell you that.

Just as I was holding back my breath and thinking about it, I saw Fatty and Da Jinya slowly walking up from below, talking and laughing.

When they saw me, they were shocked, and they shook their legs and ran over. The fat man ran and untied the rope lock he carried. He was carrying a bamboo basket. The two big white geese inside were frightened by the fat man's sudden acceleration and screamed loudly.

The fat man and Da Jinya were afraid that there would be some earthen shells nearby, so they didn't dare to get too close. They stood a dozen steps away and threw the rope over. I finally grabbed the life-saving straw and tied the rope twice in my hand.

Both sides used force to pull me out of the soil shell. When I came up, my legs completely collapsed the entire soil shell. A large hole appeared on the hillside, and broken soil kept falling into it.

I gasped heavily, unscrewed the kettle, poured a few sips, poured all the remaining water on my head, wiped it with my hand on my face, and looked back at the sinking hole behind me. I couldn't tell how many times it was that I had turned back from the gates of hell. I was really scared and didn't dare to think too much.

The fat man lit a cigarette for me to shock me. I was still shocked. I took two puffs of cigarettes and choked myself to cough. This time, my experience was different from the past. Life and death were just a moment, and I didn’t have time to be afraid. This time, the god of death was approaching step by step. There was no more tormenting nerve in the world than this.

My three souls and seven spirits have probably flown by two souls and six spirits. After twenty minutes, my two souls and six spirits have slowly returned.

Seeing that my face was pale, Da Jinya and Fatty didn't dare to speak. After a while, they looked at me with a look of no longer straightening, so they asked me how it was.

I nodded and asked the fat man to bring the white wine. After drinking a few sips of the wine, I finally recovered completely.

The three of us went to see the earth hole I stepped on just now, and Big Gold Ya asked, "Is this a thief hole?"

I said: "No, the edge of the thief cave is not so scattered. This is the result of the erosion of caves in the mountain. There is only an empty shell left outside the mountain. Some are thin and some are thick. It seems that the cave under Longling is really large in scale."

I told them what I saw on the ridge just now that there must be a large tomb in the mountains over there, which is about one kilometer away from the Fishbone Temple.

If there is a thieves hole in the Fishbone Temple leading to that ancient tomb, the distance and location are completely reasonable. It is not difficult for a master to steal a kilometer of hole, it just takes a little longer.

The fat man asked, "This man is full. Since he can see the specific location of the ancient tomb, why do he still run so far to dig holes?"

I said to the fat man: "This senior in Gaiyu Bone Temple is far better than you in comparison. Naturally, he has his own reasons. I guess that's because he wants to enter the underground palace from below."

Da Jinya said, "Oh? Go in from below? Could it be that the tomb is too solid and hard to start, so I have to go up from below? I heard that this move is called the Dinggong."

I said, "It should be so. The Tang Dynasty built tombs in the mountains. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the country was strong and the world was the best. The tombs must be extremely solid. The underground palaces were piled up with large stones and reinforced by cast iron strips. It is difficult to break into the tomb walls. However, no matter how well the ancient tomb was built, it was not a seamless egg. Any tomb has an empty position. From the perspective of Feng Shui, this is to store wind and gather energy. If there is no empty position in the tomb, no matter how good the Feng Shui is, it will be useless."

The fat man asked, "Just leave a back door?"

I said: "No, the shape stops the energy and accumulate. In order to maintain the shape and momentum of the Feng Shui level and make the Feng Shui treasure land fixed and unchanged, the halls of the mausoleum cannot be kept secret, and the energy needs to be gathered and integrated. Generally, the figurines or back halls of the mausoleum are places where qi is melted. That kind of place cannot be sealed too much, otherwise it will be detrimental to the master."

There is another saying that large tombs are similar to palaces. When they are sealed, in order to keep the secrets in the underground palace, they have to suffocate the last group of craftsmen in it. During the project, those experienced craftsmen will leave a way out for themselves and secretly repair secret paths. These secret paths are often below the underground palace.

However, this kind of escape secret path that craftsmen secretly built for themselves has no Feng Shui basis. They can be repaired as they hide, which has a great impact on the tomb layout, but it cannot be banned.

Therefore, when encountering such a large tomb with extremely strong walls, the lieutenants of the gold-touching school will choose to take action from below after they understand the situation.

The three of us discussed it a little and thought it was worth spending our efforts to go to Longling tomb. Because the location of this tomb is very special, and the mountain situation is no longer the same as it was back then. If we can find that there is a tomb here, we must be the master of the lieutenant of the gold-touching school. He will definitely adhere to the rules and take both of them. For such a large tomb, let alone taking one or two treasures, even if we touched the remaining ones and we would gain a lot of benefits if we touched them casually.

I decided to start with the hole stolen in the Fishbone Temple. This is easier to do. First of all, the hole stolen in the Fishbone Temple has only been a few decades ago and will not change much. Even if there is a collapsed place in the middle, we can just dig a short path and go around it. Secondly, there are earthen shells that are trapped on the Longling. Walking in the ridge is a certain danger. I just encountered it and almost suffocated to death. We should try to avoid danger.

The plan has been decided, so I went back to the Fish Bone Temple. Fatty and Dajinya have been searching for half a day and have not found any stolen holes. The temple is built without relying on mountains and water, and there is no structure. It is extremely difficult to judge the location of the stolen holes from the appearance. This stolen hole is too important to us. The premise of all the inferences I made is that the Fish Bone Temple was built by the lieutenant of the gold-touching school.
Chapter completed!