Chapter 6 Chapter Six: The Great Hall of the Spiritual Palace

The main hall of the Linggong Palace is the main part of the building on the entire cemetery. It is the largest in scale. After entering, the first thing you see is the large stone pillars on both sides of the Lingdao in the middle of the Linggong Palace. They are about five meters long. I think they used "" "Flying to cut" the situation when hanging the coffin, presumably all the things here were hoisted bit by bit from the cliff that we now think is the most impossible in this way. In the darkness among the stone pillars, you can vaguely see a large black lamp slave, and behind it is pitch black. I don’t know why the flashlight shines on it, but there is no reflection of any light. It seems that there is a void, and there is no burial. Taste.

The fat man started a fire and wanted to try to light the lamp slaves. I told him no, this building is still standing here and has not collapsed. The low temperature here is a very important factor. If a large number of lamp slaves are lit, ice crystals on the tile roof will be formed Melting may cause some small collapses, so I don't want it. We can only rely on flashlights to move forward in the dark, affected by the environment, no one speaks, as if afraid of waking up something in this spiritual palace, the surrounding silence is terrifying, only the echo of our footsteps and the surrounding environment are left in the air. The sound of heavy breathing.

Ye Cheng was the least seen of the world among the few people. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but said: "It's so fucking quiet, why does it feel chilly all over, the more there is no sound, the more panicked I am, let's talk, don't mess it up!" Like being a thief—" Before he finished speaking, Poker Ping made a soft gesture to tell him to shut up.The fat man said softly to Ye Cheng: "Don't fucking come up with bad ideas, aren't we just thieves? This little brother has good ears. When you speak, we won't be able to hear you when we step on the mechanism. Can you bear it?"

When Ye Cheng heard that there might be a mechanism here, he quickly covered his mouth, and looked around nervously, fearing that some hidden weapon might fly over. Monk Hua said: "Don't be so nervous, this place is for sacrifices. The regime of Dongxia may still come here to sacrifice every year, so there is little chance of having an institution. And this place is a bit old, don't worry." "Nonsense." Fatty wanted to refute Monk Hua when he heard it. I patted him and told him not to worry too much. Just now I told others not to talk, but I talked endlessly. Once the ice dome is so thick outside, it is difficult to open it again once it is closed. Needless to increase unnecessary panic.

We continued to move forward, and after walking for less than five minutes, we arrived at the center of the Linggong Hall. A jade platform appeared in front of it, surrounded by several huge bronze statues with human heads and bird bodies. Buddha, like a twisted pillar covered with lichen, no one can tell what it is, it looks very strange. The fat man asked Monk Hua, "What the hell is this? Isn't there a sitting statue of the tomb owner in the Spirit Hall? Could it be that the tomb owner has such virtues? Isn't this...a big leech?" Monk Hua said, "This may be the alienated 'Changshengtian' in Eastern Xia religion...their main god."

"This god looks too rough." The fat man murmured. "How is it different from a laundry mallet?" I patted the fat man again to let him accumulate some virtue. We are still in its territory, so he is not afraid of retribution. But this weird black totem, I know it’s not Changshengtian. Although I don’t know much about shamans, I know that Changshengtian has no image. Changshengtian represents a kind of ubiquitous and infinite power, which is a kind of cosmic worship. .Monk Hua said that either he was trying to make a fool of himself, or he was trying to cover up his guilty conscience.

The environment here does give people an inexplicable sense of tension, except for Chen Pi Asi and Poker Bottle's stinky faces, everyone else behaves more or less strangely. But if the place in the spirit hall is not a shrine for worship, then what should be there is the sitting statue of the owner of the tomb. Is it true that the Eastern Xia royal family looks like this, as the fat man said?impossible?This—this is not in the shape of a human at all. It looks more like the evil gods in Haitian fetishism. I saw it once when I was in an exhibition in Shanghai. The gods over there are so lumpy like rice crackers. Giant molluscs in general.

I suddenly remembered the record in that copper fish: The Eastern Xia royal family are all monsters dug out of the ground, could it be this thing?No, this thing can only be said to be a monster. I believe that the Dongxia people will not be so stupid as to regard a rice crust as an emperor. It would be nice to see what was recorded in the other two copper fishes.I thought to myself, I don't have to guess so hard, I don't know when I will have this opportunity. Just thinking wildly, Pan Zi on the side called us: "Look here." We turned our heads and found that Pan Zi had already climbed onto a bronze statue, and carefully held out something in the mouth of the human-faced bird.

Pan Zi is also a troublemaker, I said nervously, "Be careful with the mechanism." Pan Zi nodded, holding it very carefully. Soon, a copper monkey with gilt green face and fangs came out, with countless strange patterns carved on its body, just like a little devil with tattoos. We are all very curious and have never seen such a design of Zun.Pan Zi jumped down and held it among us, and several people gathered around to watch.After looking around, I only found that this thing was actually made of bronze, and I couldn't tell why at all. This kind of thing is common in archaeology, because on the one hand, tombs are mystical with strict regulations, and on the other hand, they are also personal affairs of the tomb owner. In many tombs, there have been unspeakable funeral objects, things that have established rules You can collect and sort it out, and get infinitely closer to the truth, but you can only guess about personalized things. There are many things that only appeared once in history. Except for the suffering master in the tomb, no one can know what the intention is.

Monk Hua checked the other four bronze statues and found the same thing. He speculated that if this stick was their main god, the surrounding ones should be the guardian beasts of the main god.This may have something to do with the very local myths and legends. We were not in that dynasty, so we could no longer understand the real situation.It's just that what he can't figure out is why it is made of bronze. The Ming Dynasty was already a very developed Iron Age. I checked around the totem and found nothing.We walked back again, and there was darkness behind, I don't know how deep it is.

What makes me a little strange at this time is that in the main hall of the Linggong Palace, the giant cauldrons and long-burning candles for sacrifices, the warm pavilions, treasure beds, thrones and gods that are usually placed in the hall of the Linggong Palace are now missing, which is a bit strange.But the situation is more important than the form. The Eastern Xia Kingdom has been living in the deep forest of Changbai Mountain, and I don't know what kind of living conditions it is. These things may not be found in the Jurchen customs. The fat man was already a little irritable at this time.The purpose of his coming here is to touch things.How can I not be depressed after running all the way without seeing any artifacts that can be taken away.As we walked, he asked us if we could let him go behind those lamp slaves and see what was in the darkness behind them. Poker bottle waved to him, meaning no, he took out a fluorescent stick and threw it over there, only to see a green light flash past and fall into the darkness behind the lamp slave. Then it disappeared, as if thrown into the black cotton. The fat man looked dumbfounded, and asked softly, "What's going on?" Poker Bottle shook his head, expressing that he didn't know. I said to him: "From the outside, we can see that the main hall is not that big. Our flashlights don't reflect the light. There must be light-absorbing paint on the walls of the palace. If you go away from the crowd, I guarantee that you won't come back. It's better not to act rashly." The fat man said: "Then you tie a rope around my waist, and if you touch something, it counts as your share, and it counts as your technical investment. Ten percent... how about it?" I was most annoyed by Fatty's virtue, and said angrily, "You're going to be crazy until we're all out, don't implicate us now." Pan Zi also said: "Why are you so anxious, you fucking monkey? Where are you going? If you tie a rope in later, you will have a thigh left when you pull it out. Do you think we will go in to find you or not? You see how united Mr. Chen's team is, you are at ease, don't embarrass our third master." The fat man let out a sigh, and said disappointedly: "Well, you have a lot of people, I can't beat you, Fatty, I just obey the organization's arrangement, and I will never betray the organization until I find out the enemy's situation." "If you find out, you are not allowed to betray. You fucking start fishing for money now. What will you do if you enter the underground palace? How much can you pretend?" I glared. The fat man raised his hand to express his surrender, and smiled. I know his temper, and it is useless to say anything now. Going further in, we can see the end of the main hall, where there is another jade gate, which is made of four pieces of white marble inlaid. There are two guard boys engraved on the door. There is also no natural stone behind the door. The door was poured to death with sentries. After we pried it open, we found that behind the door was the corridor leading to the apse of the Linggong Palace, which was completely dark. When the fat man saw the two dragons on the door, his energy suddenly came back, his eyes lit up, and he said to us: "I saw this kind of door at an auction. This is called the Panlong axis glazed bolt, and the whole door is auctioned off." When it reaches 200 million, it's still Hong Kong dollars, alas, this door doesn't look very heavy..." I knew what he was trying to stir up, so I poured cold water on him: "Don't worry about it, that's hype. Now the price of antiques in cash can exceed 20 million, which is a sky-high price. This door is worth 400,000 at most." "No way." The fat man didn't believe it: "From 400,000 to 200 million? Is there such an outrageous thing?" I thought to myself that the two copper fishes in my pocket are worth 20 million yuan, but who would buy them when they are really sold? Who doesn’t know what the auction house is doing now? When a stunned Qingzhen spends 200 million yuan to buy a door, the only job in the next life is to spend money. Fatty's world view was immediately destroyed by me, he looked a little dull looking at the door, we ignored him, walked into the corridor, and walked towards the apse. The apse is generally where the entrance of the underground palace is located. Usually, there will be a decorative coffin, lit with longevity candles, which will last all year round, or a large number of sacrifices will be piled up, which will be replaced regularly by the mausoleum guards.It is expected that there will not be too many good things in Dongxia, a small border country that is hidden in a state of perennial war, but the entrance to the underground palace is usually located inside, so we have to see it. Entering the corridor, the two sides plus the head, the front is the mural, the mural is covered with a layer of ice, frozen gray.After I saw the double-layer mural in the gap, I have always been interested in this kind of narrative, so I picked up the flashlight to look. When I looked at it, I felt chills all over my body. On the murals, almost all of them were painted centipedes coiled in the clouds. They were coiled up, soaring, all over the wall. At first glance, they seemed to be covered with centipedes. Same. The murals are divided into several parts, and some murals also depict many soldiers in furs, bowing to the centipede dragon in the sky. On the head is also a picture of two centipede dragons entangled together. I don't know if they are copulating or fighting. On each mural, the centipede must be the main part.The people around them all seemed very small and extremely humble. Obviously, the Eastern Xia people's worship of this centipede dragon is even more than our Han people's worship of Panlong. Ye Cheng took out his camera and took pictures of all the murals. This can be used when selling Mingware, because Dongxia is an uncertain regime, and if there are photos of the mausoleum, the price can be multiplied several times. "Who do you think is buried in this accompanying burial mausoleum? Wan Nu's wife is still one of his subordinates, so why are you painting all these murals?" Ye Cheng asked while taking pictures. I don't know, and I feel a little strange in my heart. Generally speaking, there are two kinds of tomb owners in the tombs buried with him, one is his heirs and relatives, and the other is his favorite. The scenes of the dynasty, such as civil officials controlling the water, military officials cutting down soldiers and so on.With so many deified dragon shapes painted, it can be said to be normal if seen in the main mausoleum, but something is wrong here.And...the image of the owner of the tomb cannot be seen in the murals. Even if the dragon is the main body, these paintings highlight the majesty of the dragon, then there should be a leader who kowtows piously below, because it is a funeral tomb, the leader must be Wannu Wang, and the owner of this tomb should be in Wannu Wang The left and right are enshrined, but all the people on the murals are dressed as slaves or soldiers, and there is no leader. Among the murals of the imperial mausoleum, this is simply unreasonable. It does not conform to the three rules and five common murals. Painting here is equal to no painting. The fat man suddenly asked: "Could it be that the murals here are also double-layered?" I touched it, and some of the murals here have fallen off. I didn’t find any special surface underneath. I shook my head and said no. The murals are really unreasonable. I was thinking wildly, and walked about two hundred meters, but the murals suddenly stopped, the corridor came to an end, and the exit of the apse appeared in front. There is no door at the exit, but there is a bronze lampstand with crane feet in the center, which is half the height of a person and has a strange shape. A white ice film has been formed on it, making the color look black. We walked out of the corridor and came to the apse. The fat man fired a cold smoke and looked around, and found that the layout of the apse was almost the same as that of the main hall, but much smaller. We could directly see the surrounding walls, which were still the same. The murals of centipedes all over the sky should have been bright red at first, but now they are all frozen to gray. The apse is empty, there are no funeral objects, and there is no need to search, it is clear at a glance.There are three black Raven Panlong stone beds placed horizontally in the middle, and the platforms are covered with wooden slabs carved with clouds, which have been cracked by the cold. This is called the stop coffin platform. After the coffin was brought in, it was temporarily placed here. There are three of them here. Obviously, there was not only one coffin when it was encoffined, and the funeral partner's wife and children were buried with him at the same time. It sounds very unfortunate to be buried with the funeral, but in that era, there was no way. On the ground behind the three stone beds, a huge square stone slab protrudes. Two human-faced strange birds are engraved on the stone slab, presenting a circle shape. The middle of the stone slab is embossed with a picture of Tai Chi Eight Diagrams.This is the tombstone, and the entrance to the underground palace must be under this stone slab. In addition, there is really nothing in the apse, and it is too empty. The fat man looked around and said: "Old man Wannu is so fucking stingy. He gave up the money to build a house for his subordinates, and he was reluctant to buy furniture. How can people live like this. He must have taken all the good things by himself." Monk Hua said: "Don't talk nonsense, you can build such a big mausoleum, but you still can't bear a few sacrifices? There must be some fucking reason for this." I also feel that it is not that simple. The situation in the apse is a little bit wrong. Even if it is a small border country, as we expected, the national strength is insufficient, but no matter how you say it, there are still three nails for a broken ship.Without gold and silver, there will always be a few pieces of common copperware. After searching around again, there is no passage leading to other places.When he came to the side of the stone slab that sealed the tomb, the fat man threw off his arms and lifted it vigorously, without moving a bit, he hurriedly called for others to help. In order to prevent traps such as poisonous sand and poisonous water under the stone platform, Poker Face carefully inspected the green brick floor next to the tomb-sealing stone slab.After confirming that there was no problem, Lang Feng put Shunzi on the coffin resting platform at one side, and went up to push the stone slab with Monk Hua and Ye Cheng. The strength of the burly men was really unbelievable, so they heard a loud bang, and the stone slab was moved a little, and they continued to push the whole stone slab aside slowly. When we looked under the stone platform, we were surprised. There was no trace of the entrance of the secret passage under the stone platform (there was no stone to seal the tomb door), but the same blue bricks as the side, but because The stone slab has been pressed on it for a hundred years, and there is a square mark on the ground. When you rub it with your feet, it feels uneven. The green bricks under the slate have been pressed into the bottom by a few centimeters. "What's going on?" Pan Zi wondered, "This tombstone is fake, just for display?" "Impossible. This is the most basic burial ceremony. You can't play this if you play anything. The entrance must be here." Monk Hua said. "Will it be sealed under this layer of blue bricks?" Ye Cheng asked. I frowned. These bricks were not sealed with iron slurry. It seemed that there was something wrong with them, but I didn't know what to say when I was asked to draw a conclusion. The fat man said: "Never mind him. Anyway, there is no one there. It's rare to go back to the imperial mausoleum once, and you'll know after tearing down the bricks." Ye Cheng immediately agreed.In fact, I think so too, we people can no longer be said to be robbing graves, we simply call it Ming Qiang now.When robbing tombs, we were afraid of alarming the surrounding residents and encountering police patrolling, but now the nearest police station is 800 miles away, so we don't have to be afraid of anything at all. We all get adrenaline rushing, and digging and opening dungeons is always an exciting time, and sometimes opening coffins is less intense than this moment, no one can deny that. Poker-Face squatted down, clamped a green brick with his unusually long fingers, pulled it out forcefully, and pulled the brick out of the ground abruptly. Ye Cheng and Monk Hua were stunned and couldn't close their mouths. The fat man was very proud, and there was a big expression on his face that we brothers are amazing.Poker-face didn't give him face, and he didn't even look at him.It's easy to have a gap. We went up to help and dug out the bricks with climbing picks. What is strange is that the bricks below still have no traces of iron slurry, and they are all staggered structures, which are not difficult to dig. My sense of foreboding grew a little more.Because the entrance of the underground palace is the most fortified part of the fortress, when Sun Mazi dug Cixi's tomb, if it weren't for the explosives, he wouldn't even be able to remove the stone seal from the underground palace.It must be wrong to be able to raise blue bricks so easily here, maybe there is something strange down there. But Pokerfing didn't speak. Generally, if there is a problem, he can definitely find it immediately. He doesn't speak, and I feel that I don't have the qualifications to speak. With the effort of half a cigarette, we dug a big hole very quickly, and the last layer of blue bricks was lifted out, counting only seven floors, probably because the height of the buildings here is fixed, so if we don’t want to hit the hole top, only at the expense of the number of floor tiles underneath.Under the bottom of the pit, there was a black stone that seemed to be covered with patterned turtle shells. "Is it the sealing stone?" Ye Cheng became excited. "No." Monk Hua at the bottom knocked and opened the bricks around the black stone. Under the bricks, there appeared a black double-headed stone turtle the size of the Eight Immortals Table. The pattern on the turtle's shell, look now. Come on, what was carved was a woman's face. "What's going on?" Everyone was puzzled. This should be the entrance to the underground palace, but there was a stone turtle buried there. "Why is there no tomb door?" Pan Zi had done the most work just now, panting in wonder. "Let's move it out first! Let's see what's under the turtle." Monk Hua also couldn't figure it out, and began to command indiscriminately. In fact, you don’t need to move to know that there must be nothing under the turtle. I have already seen the black rocks under the turtle, and we have dug to the bottom of the cave. Several people hurriedly jumped into the pit, trying to lift the stone turtle.Just squatting down, the fat man let out a "hmm", as if he found something wrong. I leaned over to take a look, and saw that the engineering shovel hanging on the fat man's waist was stuck to the turtle's back for some reason. I looked strange, could this turtle be carved from a magnet? Several people gathered around to watch, all amazed.The fat man took out a coin and threw it on the turtle's back. With a "Dang", he sucked it firmly.He said to himself: "Hey, this is so fucking funny, such a big magnet, the owner of this tomb collects scrap iron?" Chen Pi Asi was resting on the top to see what we found, thinking that we had found the entrance, and asked what happened. Monk Hua reported the situation to him. Before finishing speaking, Chen Pi Asi's complexion changed, he hurriedly asked Ye Cheng to help him down, approached the turtle, took out the compass from his pocket, his face was almost green, He smashed the compass hard, and said coldly: "Oops, we were tricked! This funeral tomb is a trap, we fell for it!"