The Fentujian is a tool commonly used by gang leaders in the Bashu region. According to records in Jinshiyu micro-records, the Chen family began to use it extensively during the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty. It is difficult to say when it first appeared, but it may be traced back to the Wei Dynasty.

During the Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, there were continuous wars, and the only way to survive was to rely on gang leaders in exchange for some money. Therefore, when the world was not good, gang leaders became popular, and when the world was peaceful, they were relatively restrained.

The Fentu sword consists of a sword head, a sword body and a hilt. The seven sects of Shu have improved the Fentu sword in every dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the Fentu sword's head was made of an iron piece that was made into a pointed leaf shape.

The iron piece is firmly inserted into the first end of the bamboo pole, and an iron chain about three meters long is fixed in the bamboo pole at the other end. The bamboo pole is the sword body and the iron chain is the hilt.

When using it, insert the sharp leaf-shaped iron sword head into the soil with force, then press the bamboo pole into the soil completely, hold the bamboo pole with your hand, and feel the pressure changes from the soil. The tomb soil has the same feel as ordinary natural soil.

There are some differences. Then pull the iron chain at the back of the bamboo pole, pull out the Earth-Dividing Sword, put it under your nose and smell the earth, or taste the earth with the tip of your tongue to determine whether there is a tomb underneath. There used to be a senior in the Chen family.

After inserting it into the soil, you can judge the gender of the village owner by smelling the smell of the soil and combining it with the growth of trees near the soil.

The tombs in Shu County are similar to those in southern Hunan. The burial depth is not particularly deep. Basically, there will be a tomb that cannot be dug three meters underground, so the bamboo pole of the Earth Sword will not be too long. As the times develop, the bamboo poles will gradually be spiralized.

There is no problem in replacing the interface with a metal rod and delaying it to more than ten meters underground. There are many sarcophagi in Shujun tombs. In addition to being able to quickly explore the tomb when ganging up, the sword can be inserted into the gap between the coffin boards when opening the coffin.

, using the lever principle, the coffin board can be pushed away with less effort.

"Chen Peng, look for any cavities on the ground!" I said anxiously. If there is no coffin or urn in the tomb of the Jin Dynasty, there is a high probability that there is half a layer of tomb chamber under the ground of the tomb. In this half layer of space

Stuffed with coffins and treasures, some people with low level of leadership went down to the golden tomb and always complained that they had no harvest, because they did not know that wealth was only one foot away from them.

"Dong, dong, dong!" Chen Peng didn't answer. He smashed the earth-splitting sword hard on the ground. Purple-black turbid corpse oil splashed everywhere. The iron chain at the end of the earth-splitting sword kept shaking. Chen Pengxu squinted his eyes and carefully

Feel the vibration in your hands.

"Tang Tian, ​​there really is one. Come on, let's get it open!" Chen Peng wiped his hand covered in corpse oil on his forehead, and the sweat mixed with the smelly and turbid corpse oil slid down his face.

The corpse oil has already reached his knees, and breathing is becoming more and more difficult. Chen Peng is half-kneeling in the corpse oil, holding the tip of the earth-splitting sword with one hand, and constantly stirring the corpse oil with the other hand, guiding the sword tip to stand between the gaps in the green bricks on the ground.

.I held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and under Chen Peng's command, we used force together.

There were two "clicks", and the tip of the Fentu Sword was completely submerged into the gap between the blue bricks.

"Push harder!" Chen Peng and I gritted our teeth, holding the metal pole on our heads, holding the pole with both hands, pushing forward, and let out a hoarse roar.

"Clang!" There was a sound of bricks rubbing against bricks, and the corpse oil on the soles of our feet seemed to have found an outlet, gathered at our feet, formed a small vortex, and leaked downwards.

A blue brick that was just big enough for a person to pass through was lifted up, and the woman's shrill scream became more real and direct, rather than coming through the tomb wall.

"Let's go!" Chen Peng turned off the flashlight, put his hands on the entrance of the cave, and jumped straight down.

I half-crouched down and splashed corpse oil on my body with my hands until the strong rotten smell made it hard to open my eyes. From the experience of the gang leader, I might meet the owner of the big village down there, and the smell of living people is too strong.

It is easy to be discovered. It is too dangerous to hide the enemy in the dark. Applying corpse oil on the body can play a certain concealment role.

"Huh!" I breathed out, turned off the flashlight, and jumped down from the hole with Chen Peng.

"Plop!" There was a sound, and my back was supported by a putrid and soft thing. As I struggled to sit up, there was a slight cracking sound under my body from time to time.

I quickly scanned the surroundings and found that the space on the lower half of the tomb was completely different from what I had imagined. It turned out to be a huge forest. White mist filled the dark forest, and the distant sky exuded a reddish light, which looked hazy through the mist.

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I was sitting in a bird's nest entwined on a thick branch, with several broken gray eggshells attached to my body. If I looked closely, I could see black and green mildew spots intertwined on the surface of the eggshell, and dark green egg pulp following the

I stood up and pulled up the sticky filaments, emitting a pungent stench.

I carefully climbed out of the nest, not knowing what kind of monster the owner of the egg was. My experience watching TV for so many years tells me that it is best not to let the egg-laying bird see you in its nest, otherwise you may be attacked by the bird.

Mad revenge.

Slowly climbing along the tree trunk to the ground, the more I climbed, the more frightened I became. The red light shone through the white mist on the top of the tree crown, like a hint of blood in the darkness. Under the tree crown, the light was extremely dim, and I could only

I could vaguely see the edge of the tree trunk, which was about ten meters high. There were dense bushes growing close to the ground. The black shadows of the branches appeared and disappeared in the floating white mist, giving it the appearance of a primeval forest.

"Chen Peng! Where are you? Can you hear me?" I shouted in a low voice.

The forest floor is very humid, and the sound is blocked by layers of trees and dissipates after a short distance. The soil under your feet is soft, and the air is filled with the smell of rotten grass. Every step you take, there is an echo of leaves being trampled into the soil.

The rustling sound.

Chen Peng didn't know where he went and didn't respond for a long time.

I took out the dagger from my pocket, made a small cut on the tree trunk, put the blade under my nose and smelled it. It smelled like cypress.

Looking around, there are forests of cypress trees in the vast sea of ​​fog.

I suddenly became nervous, and goosebumps gradually appeared on my body. If it were other tree species, it would not be worth paying attention to, but cypress trees are different, especially those that grow under the tombs of the Jin Dynasty.

The cypress tree is a symbol of the ghost world. According to the micro-records of gold, stone and jade, cypress trees have a strong yin energy and can accommodate ghosts to hide in their yin. Therefore, cypress trees grow around many large tombs or in valleys where the sun does not shine for many years.

, cypress trees can serve as homes for some lonely ghosts. In my memory, an ancestor of the Tang family wrote with a red pen beside the cypress tree, "If you see groups of cypress trees, you must have entered the ghost world, retreat quickly, retreat quickly!"

"Similarly, many ancient classics also believe that cypress trees have a certain connection with the ghost palaces in the underworld. For example, "Han Shu·Dongfang Shuo Zhuan" mentioned, "Cypresses are the palace of ghosts. Ghosts and gods are still dark, so cypress trees are used as palaces.

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"This endless cypress forest is located under the tomb of the Jin Dynasty. Is this really the underworld?" I thought while slowly groping towards the red light of the sky.

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

"Swiss, swiss, swish!"

Walking steps on the leaves on the soft ground, making a slight rustling sound.

However, as I walked, there were rustling sounds from the surrounding bushes.

I stood in the dark cypress forest, listening carefully to the sounds, and the rustling sounds quickly gathered around me.
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