In the secret room, a few beams of flashlight light briefly dispelled the darkness.
"Ten thousand plus a little, he will be king at the end of winter, cross the Zhejiang River, and appear in the temple."
"Botou, this poem was told to me by Xu Tongshan before. The Zhejiang River refers to the Xin'an River. Thousand Island Lake was not formed fifty years ago. This island is located in the southwest of the Xin'an River. You can probably see it by taking the waterway from Hangzhou.
arrive."
I frowned and continued: "Whether Xiguatou, Xu Tongshan, or the Bright Wisdom Sect, they all believe in Manichaeism. Xiguatou said that the silver bottle is a lost sacred object."
"This shows that Manichaean believers have continued from the Song Dynasty to the present. The sacred objects...the temple...there must be a connection. It is possible that hundreds of years ago, the so-called sacred objects were enshrined in the temple.
I suspect that this secret room in the cave is the temple that Xu Tongshan told me about, and there are two other pieces of evidence."
I raised my flashlight, shined it on the wall niche and said, "The shape of the wall bricks was intentional at that time. It is very similar to the backlight of the Bench Buddha in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. This is not a coincidence. Many statues of Mani Buddha have backlights. Quanzhou Caoan
The one preserved in the temple is the evidence."
"It was Douyazai who said that his first impression was that this place looked like a place where monks chanted sutras. The curtains nailed to the wall looked like sutra flags."
Douyazai shuddered and said, "If it's a place where monks used to stay, it wouldn't be a serious monk."
I said that Manichaeism is inherently unorthodox Buddhism and is an imported culture.
Too many things have been submerged in the 500-mile Qiandao Lake, and many historical clues have been washed away. However, as the investigation deepens, some clues can be connected.
"Get ready, put me on top, and I'll open the coffin and take a look." I turned to Dou Sprout and said.
Dou Sprouts immediately got into position.
"Yun...Yunfeng..."
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoxuan suddenly stopped me.
I saw that her face was pale, her eyes were frightened, and her right hand holding the flashlight was trembling slightly, as if she had seen something.
"There... there, there's a hand there... there's a hand sticking out of the coffin!"
He immediately looked in the direction of Xiaoxuan's finger.
My eyes widened, and then, a cold air spread from the soles of my feet to Tianling Gai, and my scalp went numb!
Subconsciously he took a step back.
I saw it too.
It is indeed a "hand"!
manpower!
I saw a black human hand stretching out from the coffin in the wall niche, and just holding it in the air!
Maybe it was there just now, but because of the angle and the fact that the hand was "very dark", I didn't notice it.
Dou Sprouts also took two steps back, his face turned pale, and he shouted: "Not only is the coffin not rotten! The body is not rotten either! Could it be that he touched the zongzi?"
Still standing with his head in place, he looked up at the coffin exposed in the wall niche and said solemnly: "I haven't seen this in many years. This is a typical example of a dead man asking for money while lying in the coffin."
After finishing speaking, he took off his coat and threw it on the ground under the coffin. He then said to us: "Take off your clothes too and throw them together."
Even though I don’t understand, I just listen to what I’m saying.
So Xiaoxuan and I took off our coats, and Douyazai also took off his military coat, and threw them all into a pile.
Then he took out the lighter and lit his clothes on fire.
The clothes were burning very fast, and he immediately turned his head to me and said: "Yunfeng, go up and pry open the coffin. No matter what you see, no matter whether it is valuable or not, take everything away. You have to move quickly before the clothes are burned."
Come down after it’s done.”
When I asked what I meant, I said with a dark face, don't ask.
Taking a deep breath, I told myself not to be timid.
"Yunfeng..." Xiaoxuan held my arm tightly.
"It's okay. What are you afraid of if you raise your hands? I've seen them all move."
I gently pushed Xiaoxuan away and waved to Dou Sprout.
Dou Yazai held the crowbar in his hand as a weapon. He looked nervous and said: "Fengzi, I suddenly remembered an old movie. Chu Renmei in the old corpse in the mountain village stretched out her hand like this. Give her a bracelet and she will
Put it down, why don’t we also look here to see if there are any bracelets or anything like that.”
I was very scared at first, but after hearing what Bean Sprouts said, I suddenly wanted to laugh, and this kind of laughter caused by fear makes people extremely uncomfortable.
"Stop talking! Hurry!" he shouted loudly.
After looking at the burning clothes, Dou Sprout and I didn't dare to talk, so we immediately cooperated.
This wall niche is more than five feet deep and only about three and a half feet high. You can't straighten your back after climbing up.
I crawled over with a short-handled crowbar in hand and a flashlight between my teeth.
The coffin was narrow and short, with a thick layer of dust falling on the surface and a crack already open.
A hand stretched out from the gap in the coffin and froze in mid-air, as if waving to me.
My hands and feet felt cold, and my forehead was sweating uncontrollably.
Panting, look closer.
I saw that this "human hand" was also painted with raw paint!
That's why it looks dark.
I saw that the entire exposed palm was covered, and due to the thick paint layer, the surface was dry and cracked.
I touched it with a crowbar. The hand was motionless and very hard.
There is no flexibility inside.
So I put down the crowbar, grabbed the side of the coffin, raised a strong flashlight, and shined it along the cracks in the coffin.
I just glanced at it and quickly removed the flashlight.
Take a deep breath.
I saw a human face that was also wrapped in raw lacquer! There was no hair! There were facial features! I couldn’t tell whether it was a man or a woman.
At this time, I heard the boss shouting: "Yunfeng! Move faster! Your clothes won't be burned for long! You have to get down before the fire goes out!"
"I know the clue!"
I pried and pushed, and when I opened the coffin, I saw the complete body.
Under the light of a flashlight, this ancient corpse was completely black. "Pitch black" describes this color. The whole body was also covered with dry cracks. You can imagine how thick the paint layer was.
No wonder it wasn't rotten. This was a "paint corpse". It was not naturally formed and must have been man-made.
Don't mention it, I've never heard of such a thing before. You're right, this is an example.
Judging from the height and body shape, it seems that there is a female corpse under the paint. It may have been made like this when she was still alive, or it may be that she pushed the lid of the coffin to escape hundreds of years ago, but the joints could not bend.
, and always maintained the posture of reaching out.
Of course, it could also be for sacrificial purposes, or to guard something?
Due to time constraints, I shifted my attention from the ancient corpse to the coffin, and began searching for funerary objects.
I saw a palm-sized bronze lotus mirror under the arm of the lacquered corpse, which reflected light when I shined a flashlight on it. There were several pieces of jade scattered around the waist. What really caught my eye was a dark mirror on the left side of its thigh.
thing.
I thought it was a crushed copper dressing box, but as soon as I picked it up, I felt something was wrong.
It's made of silver and has been oxidized like this.
This thing has a weird shape.
Neither square nor round, the four corners are trapezoidal, but the middle is flat, a bit like a shelf for placing flower pots.
In addition, the four corners of this thing are engraved with lotus patterns, and the flat area in the middle is also engraved with more than a dozen Manichaean characters.
There are very few things that I don’t recognize, but I don’t recognize this thing. I don’t know the name of this silver object, and I don’t know what it was used for before. It’s definitely not a flower pot base.
I quickly bagged everything in the coffin and threw it to the bean sprouts who were waiting below.
"There is no Yunfeng after taking it! Come down quickly after taking it! The fire is about to go out!"
"Wait a minute! I'm checking it out!"
I couldn't stand upright in this place. I was sweating profusely and crawled back. I carefully looked at all the blind spots in the coffin. After making sure that there was nothing there, I raised my flashlight and shined it on the face of the ancient corpse.
I always have a feeling... I feel that under the cracked paint layer, the eyes of the ancient corpse are open, and it is also looking at me.
I took out my cell phone from my back pocket and pressed the camera button in front of its face.
Just listen to "a click."
This kind of paint corpse is so rare that I may only see it once in my life.
I wanted to pry off its outstretched hand. No matter what, this death was really miserable, with its head not touching the sky and its feet not touching the ground.
Can't break it apart.
At this time, the head urged me again, shouting: "The fire is going out! Come down quickly!"
In desperation, I pushed hard!
It ended up being broken.
I directly threw the severed hand into the coffin and jumped from the wall niche.
When I landed on the ground, I rolled forward twice in order to relieve my force.
Just then.
All he saw was a pile of clothes with his head lit, and the last bit of fire was extinguished.