my demon

The Lich and Fan Zuosi arrived at the mausoleum of Taizu Yan in the first month of the lunar year. The New Year just passed, and the officials from Yongzhou, the supervisor of Honglu Temple and the officials from the Ministry of Rituals from Beijing had just offered sacrifices, and the tomb passage and the Mingtang were all cleaned Clean, weeds are not growing, incense, sacrificial vessels and other things are still freshly placed, and cigarettes are curling up.

Surrounded by mountains, the mausoleum is very wide in the middle, with double-eave halls in each group. Baocheng, Xingmen, confession, Fangcheng, Minglou and other buildings are built along the central axis. There are countless majestic stones on both sides of the tomb. Beast carvings, and countless patterns carved on the railings, are extremely gorgeous and majestic, making it hard to imagine that this is just a place to bury people.

Fan Zuosi said as he walked: "It is said that Yang Gong ordered the Dragon's Cave for the royal family. Looking at it from a distance, Huangyun Ziqi, that's why he chose this place. There is a saying in the Book of Changes: 'The heaven and the earth are positioned, the mountains and rivers are ventilated, Thunder and wind are indifferent, water and fire do not shoot each other.' The sky has an image, and the earth has a form. I have made a special trip to visit this place chosen by the patriarch, but in the past it was not allowed to enter. There are soldiers guarding it. I can see what the patriarch wrote in the notebook: surrounded by dragons, mountains and rivers are interdependent, dragons line up on the water, mountains are surrounded by beautiful waters, water from outside twists and turns, water is clear and deep, feng shui flows, but surrounds here, nourishing Come out with soaring national fortune and emperor spirit."

Fan Zuosi took a compass and looked at it: "At the beginning, I was not allowed to come in. I climbed the mountain behind from a distance. I can only say that while climbing, I feel that the Patriarch is strong. Just look at the mountain peak after peak, rising and falling together. This is a strong land with many natural holes! Clusters of mountains are full of vigor, and the dragon veins are endless, like flying like crouching. Look again! This bright hall can accommodate thousands of troops! Look! Look! !It’s wide open... like closed but closed...it’s the dragon’s lair that hides wind and gathers energy!"

When Fan Zuosi talked about the patriarch, his eyebrows were beaming, his face was radiant, and he was mesmerized.

But the Lich stood there looking at the vast and gray mountains behind the mausoleum with a stern expression. He saw a thick black aura rising into the sky, roaring and sweeping like a demon dragon, circling and biting like a huge screen behind the mausoleum. on the hill.

Seeing him standing still for half a day, Fan Zuosi was a little stunned: "Did Mr. Wu discover anything?"

The Lich said: "You follow me."

He went to the back of the mountain first. Fan Zuosi didn't know why, but he still followed him.

But this wild mountain range was originally inaccessible, looking close, walking far, especially when it had just snowed, the snow was deep on the mountain, and the wind was cold. Fan Zuosi walked with the Lich for more than an hour, out of breath, Tired and out of breath, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Lich was still walking lightly and fast, and he couldn't even hear the sound of panting. He said with a frowning face, "Mr. Wu, I can't move anymore..."

The Lich turned his head and glanced at him, then turned around and tapped his gloved fingers on his knees. Fan Zuosi felt his legs feel cool and refreshed for a while, and his tiredness disappeared. When he stood up, his legs felt refreshed again. Full of strength, he walked lightly and quickly, full of joy: "Thank you, Mr. Wu! Mr. Wu is really supernatural!"

The Lich was just walking fast, leading the way, and the withered grass, thorns, and miscellaneous trees in the way seemed to be cut and fell by the invisible cold air, and opened the way, but Fan Zuosi was watching while walking, and did not notice this strange thing. place.

After climbing the mountain for two or three hours, the days are short in winter. Seeing that the day was about to get dark, the Lich stopped at a place and said, "Here we are." Turning his head and looking down, he saw this It is directly opposite to the mausoleum gate of the main hall of Taizu Mausoleum Palace below.

Fan Zuosi walked over and took a look: "Ah? What's the matter? This is the Xuanwu position. The Qinglong position is on the left, the White Tiger position is on the right, and the Suzaku position is on the opposite side, and the Shuikou is over there... Huh? Strange, why is this Shuikou... Why did it get thicker? Last time I saw that the river was obviously not so wide..."

He squinted his eyes to see if he couldn't see clearly, then looked back and saw a nearby rock, although it was covered with snow, but there were still vegetation growing beside it, it looked quite stable and spacious, so he went to it After standing up, I want to stand taller and look again.Unexpectedly, Fan Zuosi stood on the side of his elbow while supporting the trees beside him. Suddenly, the rock fell down with a clatter!

He was caught off guard and felt that his feet were empty!He yelled and fell down, only to see the lich reach out and hold his arm firmly!

Fan Zuosi held the Lich's hand tightly, only feeling that his glove was extremely cold, but very powerful. He lowered his head and looked, and saw that a deep pit had appeared under his feet. After rolling down non-stop, it took a long time to hear the echo.

Fan Zuosi was sweating profusely: "How could this be? How could there be such a huge sunken cave on the mountain? There has never been an earthquake here?"

With one hand, the Lich pulled Fan Zuosi up, stood on the ground, and looked at the entrance of the cave in thought.

Fan Zuosi could already smell the chilly stench below.

His hairs stood on end: "What kind of smell is this!"

The Lich said lightly: "The smell of dead bodies."

Fan Zuosi: ...

The twilight had darkened, he looked at the lich's expression, he was still indifferent, but he somehow felt that this was not a joke, only saw the lich stretched out his hand into the void, and thousands of white bone chains passed through the void like light , Like a sharp arrow suddenly rushing towards the piece of land in front of them!

Under the huge force, the clods of soil on the mountain split open suddenly, the snow fell, and the roots of plants and trees slid down. Amidst the bang, a huge deep pit was revealed in front of them!

The huge stench came up again. Fan Zuosi covered his nose with his sleeves and could barely breathe. He lowered his head and looked down. The white bones are densely packed, layer upon layer, and it looks like there are at least hundreds of corpses!

"vomit!"

Fan Zuosi couldn't control himself anymore, bent down and started to vomit.

His eyes were black from vomiting, and he was surrounded by something that seemed to be a chain in a daze, and then his legs left the ground, swish, after a while of dizziness, he and the Lich had already stood on another hill, far away from the bone. The pit is farther away.

The winter wind blew past, and the smell was blown away, but Fan Zuosi's nose still lingered with the disgusting stench. He hoarsely said, "What is this?"

The lich said indifferently: "Obviously, the dragon's lair has been tampered with."

"Look for yourself. If the basalt position you mentioned has such a huge pit, it digs out your so-called dragon veins, and throws living people into it, causing endless evil spirits to soar to the sky. What impact do you think this mausoleum will have on the dynasty's fortunes?"

Fan Zuosi was first attracted by other information: "Why is it a massacre? How do you know?"

The Lich said coldly: "Obviously, they were all thrown in with broken legs and hands while alive. They couldn't crawl out of the rotting corpses and bones, and could only die screaming, or killing each other, eating rot Dead bodies and carrion, or eating the flesh of living people who are thrown down together, may survive for a while, but in the end they will still die, and it will be very painful and very resentful."

Fan Zuosi: "..."

Mr. Wu's description was so apt and realistic that he was suffocated just thinking about it. He trembled slightly, looked down at the feng shui of the entire mausoleum, took out the compass and corrected the direction again, his heart was pounding, and he felt a chill. Qi rushed straight from his heels to Tianling, and his whole body was trembling:

"Obviously... this dragon vein has indeed been deliberately destroyed... The motto recognized by the geomancy masters is 'the Mingtang hides thousands of horses, and the water mouth cannot pass through the boat', which means that the tomb must be spacious and large enough to accommodate thousands of troops, but it must be closed, but It can't be completely sealed, it needs to "get water and hide wind" but now this mausoleum was originally surrounded by mountains, the dragon's luck was far-reaching, the waters flowed toward it, and the purple air gathered. There is such a large and gloomy hole, digging out the mountain and breaking the veins, and the backing is flawed. No wonder the body is weak today, and it looks like it died young."

The anger, sorrow, and fear in Fan Zuosi's heart were intertwined and rushed against his chest. Seeing such a terrible plot, he really couldn't calm down, and he gasped for breath:

"Look at the mouth of the water again. How did it become so spacious? It should have been closed to keep the Feng Shui, but now the Dragon's Cave peak collapsed, the deep pit was dug and broken, the wind has no backing, the purple air is blown by the wind, and it disperses with the wind. All of a sudden, the bright hall of the water mouth pours down, and the water rushes straight away, Feng Shui is not there, this is the sign of a subjugated country!"

His eyes were full of tears, and his throat was choked: "Who is this, so vicious! Break my dragon veins! Break the fate of our country!"

The lich's eyes were cold: "I've always wondered why the little emperor died young despite his good luck. If his luck wasn't in his favor, he wouldn't be able to do everything so smoothly. His talent, his aura Luck, his popularity, all prove that this is the king chosen by heaven. This is full of contradictions with the so-called emperor's luck. This pit of bones and evil spirits is by no means built in a year or two. It is deliberate to dig slowly once a year so as not to attract attention."

Fan Zuosi wailed: "It's such a deep pit, I still deliberately killed all these people, it's too late! Even if this place is filled up, it is absolutely impossible to grow from scratch to complement the original dragon veins and grow out of the mountain. Landing in Shenzhou Lu Chen, people are dying, my big swallow!"

He howled, but he couldn't remember that he was in this extremely cold place, but his eyes were red from crying, his throat was dry and painful, and his chest was filled with sorrow and anger.

The Lich thought he was noisy: "Don't cry, I'll find a way to save these wronged souls. You go back first."

Fan Zuosi was stunned for a moment, with tears streaming down his face, and his eyes dim: "Ah? What can you do, sir? Let's go back and invite eminent monks? Ask Pujue Guoshi to save him? That won't work, at most it will make the anger less. But with so many dead bones and so many years of grievances, this is a deliberate plan. I am afraid that all the eminent monks from all over the country will come here to save them, unless there is a good monk who sacrifices his life to sacrifice to the Buddha. Even so, to resolve the grievances, this The dragon's veins have also been completely polluted and broken, and cannot be restored. Within a few years, swords and soldiers will be raised, fighting endlessly, the emperor will die early, and people will die."

The Lich said: "Don't let the secret out, you should go back first, and return to the capital quickly after you go back, tell the emperor, let him check and see if there are any people here who can send people in and kill them all the year round, if there is no accident, the mausoleum guard Officials must have internal responses. After all, it takes years and months to dig a hole and give it away. Judging from the situation, it should be that a deep hole was dug in the belly of the mountain first, and the dragon's veins were cut off. Then throw them in and torture them."

Fan Zuosi gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Of course! This thief must be caught! This is a crime of treason! Even an inch of Lingchi can't pay for this hatred! Who on earth can be so heartless and insane!"

The Lich said: "I will send you down."

Fan Zuosi was taken aback for a moment, "Where's Mr.?"

A chain wrapped around him through the cold air, and a voice rang in his ears: "Go back and tell the emperor, after this matter is over, I will retreat for a period of time, so don't look for me."

"May the country be passed on and the dynasty last forever."

Fan Zuosi was sent far away to the center of the tomb passage under the mausoleum.

Only the Lich remained on the high cold mountain. He stood in the air on the huge pit, his soul body was wrapped around his bone chain, and the crown and robes inlaid with countless soul gems were in the cold snowflakes. They were all crystal clear, and countless dark and dense resentments steamed up from below, circling and whistling around him, as if cheering and trembling, bowing down at the feet of the king.

"Let him be good." Lich said slowly to the snowflakes flying in the icy air.