Later, it seems that the yellow-robed general accepted him as a general under his command. He rode a tall horse and fought side by side with the general, galloping on the battlefield to kill the enemy and plunder the formation. The middle part of the mural shows that the yellow-robed general was imprisoned for unknown crimes. The painting

The man in the painting pretended to be a domestic slave to deliver food to him, wiping tears from his sleeves and remaining loyal to his master. Later, the yellow-robed general no longer appeared in the painting. Instead, the man in the painting, with his head full of white hair, led his tribe to remove their armor and return to the fields.

The mural ends here with the scene of herding and fishing by the river.

I looked back at the main hall in the courtyard and sighed and said: "People pursue fame and wealth all their lives, but they can take nothing with them after death. This yellow-robed general must have been a feudal official at that time. From the

The armor style can be seen to be from the early Qing Dynasty, and it may be that of the royal family. The person in the painting is his deputy general, and it is probably a yellow-robed general who made great achievements in battle. In the end, his body was found in a different place.

People look down on fame and then return home with their clan members in fine clothes. Do you think the calm and clear river in the painting does not look like the Yalu River? I guess the barren tomb we just passed by is the clan tomb where the descendants of the person in the painting are buried. And this courtyard

It's his ancestral hall, let's go in and take a look, let's see who the person in the painting is, and the yellow-robed general can guess right."

The wooden door of the main hall in the courtyard had long since become useless. From time to time, a musty smell and an unpleasant odor came out from inside, which made us both frown.

"Brother, why does it stink so much? Something's not right, it seems... it's corpse odor!" The mouse whispered to me while covering his mouth.

I was a little hesitant about my guess at first, but after Mouse said this, I suddenly remembered that this place has been the boundary where the Koreans have lived since ancient times. It should have been the country of Goryeo in ancient times. Koreans have different folk customs from those in the Central Plains. Even in this era

The Korean people shouldn’t have ancestral halls. Could it be that...

I pushed it with my hand, and the wooden door slowly opened with a creaking sound. The scene in the hall instantly came into view. A black coffin stood in the middle of the hall.

"Yizhuang!" I blurted out.

No wonder there is a statue of Zhong Kui on the gate of the courtyard. It turns out that it is really used to ward off evil spirits. In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, before we could escape the group of rogues pursuing us, we actually hid in the righteous village where the coffin was parked!

"This..." The scene in front of us scared us so much that we both took a few steps back.

To be honest, this night's experience has already made me exhausted. If it were usually too late to hide from these dirty things, but the situation now is different. There was a noisy sound from the bottom of the mountain, and the gangsters had arrived. Another bang

There was a sound, and the rat's precious shepherd was probably smashed by them.

I smacked the rat in the mouth a few times, thinking that the rat would immediately get mad and rush down to fight with those guys. Unexpectedly, the guy just shrugged and remained unmoved.

"It's okay, it's fully insured, just smash it, smash it, I was just trying to use this to get my dad to buy me a Hummer!"

I gave a thumbs up and said: "High, it's really high! But Brother Hao, I'm afraid it's hard to calm down your anger if someone smashes your car. It won't take an hour to rush up and we will have to sleep here forever with this old man's appearance."

Stay together."

As I said that, I reluctantly looked at the black coffin with my head outside. There were auspicious clouds all over the black coffin, with a broad head and narrow tail. The whole body was entangled with ink lines, and they formed seven points at the intersection of the ink lines directly above the black coffin. Look at this.

Judging from the divisional pattern of the seven ink dots, it should be the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper. I have seen many black jokes. Ordinary coffins never use ink lines. The ink lines are to deal with the transformation of corpses. Think back to the exquisitely crafted sky on the door of the courtyard.
Chapter completed!