【Bottle Evil】Tomb Raider

I lowered my head and smelled myself, but I didn't smell anything special, so I said, "I've been used to the smell for a long time, and I can't smell it. Why do you think the same as my dog? It's called Brother Xiaoman, and you are called Brother Xiaozhang." , your names are similar too."

Brother Zhang took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and was about to speak when Poker Bottle suddenly appeared and brought a pair of stone statues in front of us: "Among the same stone statues, one of them will have a special mark, and the other one will not."

The three of them received Poker Bottle's signal, and to be honest, Zhang Haike took it over and we took a closer look.This is a pair of flying dragons flying in the air. One of the scales has a strange symbol engraved on it, which looks like a word but I can't recognize what it is. The corresponding scale of the other dragon does not have it.

Zhang Haike pointed to us and asked Poker Fing: "You mean this?"

Poker-Face nodded, and I immediately picked up another pair of stone-carved horses to look at, and sure enough, I found that the mark was also carved on the saddle of one of the stone horses, hidden in the saddle's grain, but it was indeed the same mark.

We divided the ones at hand, the ones with marks are relatively more refined, while the ones without engraved symbols have a unified style, a little rough and casual.

"What does that mean?" I looked at Poker Bottle, "Do you mean to say that this mark means qualified?"

Poker-Face gave me a quiet look, and said to Brother Zhang, "You should have smelled it."

Brother Xiao Zhang smiled: "That's natural." He said and nodded at the row of stone statues with engraved marks, "These engraved marks are all brought out of the soil."

This is very interesting. To straighten out the situation, there are two rows of stone statues facing each other in this cave. The first row of stone statues are all dug out of the soil. According to Xiao Zhang, they are all from the tomb. dug out, and they were uniformly marked.The other row was not from the tomb and was not marked.

This mark is also a mystery. Generally, marks are engraved to indicate the source or ownership. For example, porcelain in ancient times would have the abbreviation of the porcelain kiln or the name of the craftsman printed on the bottom of the porcelain.But I really didn't recognize the word for this mark. I looked at the Poker bottle and asked him if he recognized it.

Poker bottle actually nodded and told us that this mark may be the printing of a village that disappeared decades ago.

Pokerfing was searching for the mountains here, and heard some rumors. It is said that a long time ago, in the deep mountains near here, there was a village where every household in the village could carve stones, and everyone in the village was skilled in carving. The stone statues are like living beings, very aura, and the price is within the acceptable range of ordinary people.This village is well-known far and wide, and people from other places once came here admiringly, bought some stone statues and shipped them to distant places.But except for one or two families in the village who communicate with the outside world, the rest of the people live in seclusion and are rarely seen by outsiders.

They carve stone statues day and night, not for money or fame. Carving stones is just like ordinary people eating and sleeping, and it is an indispensable thing in life.

But there is also a rule in the village, each stone statue is unique, no repetitive things will be carved, and outsiders can only buy one every time they come to the village.The stone statues sent out of the village will be engraved with such a symbol, and anyone who can get such a stone statue can be regarded as a family heirloom.

However, what is unexpected is that one day decades ago, the whole village suddenly disappeared, leaving nothing behind.When people went to the homes they used to communicate with, they found that the houses and courtyards that were there had disappeared.There are dense trees and rivers run through the mountains, as if no village had ever existed.

If it weren't for people still seeing the stone statues bought from that village in their own homes, people would suspect that the village was a collective hallucination.

What's even more strange is that after the village disappeared, people gradually discovered that the stone statues left at home seemed to bring bad luck to the family members. The stone statues seemed to have become ominous things because of the disappearance of the village.So people destroyed and discarded the stone statues left at home one after another.Since then, the village has become a legend, existing only in stories passed down by word of mouth.

As for the printed mark, Poker Ping has never seen it with his own eyes, but it is more consistent with the legend.

After Poker Fing finished speaking, we looked at each other, and Brother Zhang said: "Patriarch, I didn't expect you to tell stories, it's quite exciting."

I said in my heart that you just flatter me. The above story is recorded with some processing and imagination of my own. In fact, the part that Poker Bottle narrated does not exceed ten sentences.But imagine Poker Fing chatting and listening to stories with the uncle at the entrance of the village. The picture is still very interesting. I don’t know where he heard about it. Next time, he will take me to listen to it.

Poker bottle said: "It's just a rumor."

Brother Xiao Zhang said again: "Even if it is a rumor, there must be an original model. Let me guess. The marked stone statues we see now may be the ones discarded by the villagers. The villagers may take all of them. It was buried, and after many years, someone dug it out and put it here, so it makes sense why these stone statues have an underground smell.”

"Didn't you say that it smells like death?" I asked, "Is it buried with the dead?"

"Dead people smell like dirt." Brother Zhang asked me instead, "Everyone is dead, and only bones are left. What kind of smell can it have?"

As expected, I couldn't believe what this man said, so I asked again, "What about the village? Why did it disappear?"

Little Brother Zhang was playing with a small stone statue in his hand, his eyes looked very cold, he said: "It's just a small village, earthquakes and mountain torrents can easily destroy it."

I sighed and felt a bit of a headache, so I heard him turn and seem a little lost and said: "Don't talk about a mountain village, time can destroy everything in this world."

I looked at him suspiciously, and saw that his face was stern, obviously talking about something he cared about.

is it timeThe life span of the Zhang family is much, much longer than that of ordinary people. Will they also obviously feel the effect of time on themselves?

I looked at Poker Bottle, he didn't look at us, Zhang Haike didn't speak, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

I just laughed, and said to Brother Zhang: "Don't pretend to be deep, speak humanly."

Little brother Zhang looked at me, and the playful expression returned to his face, he said: "Your surname is not Zhang, you still can't fully understand my mood."

I wanted to laugh even more, and I said, "I don't want to feel your feelings at all. I'm just curious about these stones now. You're too self-indulgent."

Brother Zhang’s attitude is very similar to what Zhang Haike gave me at the beginning.The Zhang family has been strong for too long, and he has lived a long time. In his eyes, I am just adding drama to myself.

"Or think about who put them back together?" I picked up an unmarked stone statue, "And these replicas?"

Little Brother Zhang rubbed his chin and said, "I haven't figured it out yet. When it comes to copying, there must be some purpose."

I glanced at Zhang Haike, this guy is a copy, I want to interview him, I said to him: "Mr. Zhang Haike, please tell me why you want to make a copy."

Zhang Haike clicked his tongue and said, "I have already told you about me, there is no comparison."

In fact, I also think there is no comparison. The most direct purpose of Zhang Haike imitating me is to be like me, but these stone statues can make others see what is different. Although the shape and structure are the same, the charm and technique are still easy to see different.Assuming that the stone statues with marks are prototypes, those stone statues without marks are more like an exercise, not pursuing the image, just to carve such a thing.

Could this be the homework of some art department students?

After I expressed my thoughts, Zhang Haike nodded and said, "That's right, these imitations are too unprofessional. First of all, the observation of the imitated objects is not in place."

When he said this, I was suddenly shocked: "Wait a minute, you said that, how on earth did you follow and spy on me?"

Zhang Haike smiled, very frankly, and said: "I lived near your house for a while, and I know exactly what you do every day, who you meet and what you say. recorded."

I also took a deep breath and said, "You know too much, I want to choose to kill people to silence them."

Zhang Haike put his arms around my shoulders and said, "Don't be like this, I can sell this information, we'll split it halfway."

"How dare you!" I scolded, thinking that I was well-known in Taoism anyway, this is some gossip material, to save people some face.

Zhang Haike looked at Poker Ping, and said, "Do you want to know? This kid lived on alcohol for a while, and got drunk after two sips. He was drunk for three months. You should really see how he looks."

I worried about myself and said, is Zhang Haike trying to pick up people's underpants?

That was when Poker Fing entered the Bronze Gate and when I came back from Changbai Mountain, I was reluctant to mention it to Poker Fing. I didn't want to mention anything about those ten years to him.In fact, it's not necessary. Now that I think about it, he and I just did what we had to do. Even if I didn't say anything, Poker still understood me.Now that the clouds are calm and the wind is breezy, it is easy for everyone to talk about it.

I said to Zhang Haike: "As the saying goes, a good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past."

Zhang Haike just smiled and said nothing, while Brother Zhang looked very curious, staring at me and asked, "Are you broken in love?"

This little brother Zhang's brain circuit is unusual, I suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, looked at Poker Oil Bottle, and said: "Yes, I was dumped."

Poker-finger frowned, and I continued: "He also knocked me out." Pretending to be heartbroken.

Zhang Haike started to hold back his laughter, while Brother Zhang was very surprised: "This is incredible, is this girl so fierce!"

Zhang Haike and I laughed together, but because of Pokerfing's face, we didn't dare to be too presumptuous.I don't want to be smashed by a stone statue thrown by Poker, but he should show us some new clues.

We stopped laughing, and when we saw this stone statue, we lost our mood for joking.