Reading The Remnants (Wen Guan)

According to reports, Yanshan Mountain is where the Dragon Vein is located. It starts from Yanghe in the west and connects to Shanhaiguan in the east. To the east of Yanshan Mountain is Wuling Mountain. Because Ayin has some karmic fate here, Li Shiyi paid more attention to her expression, but saw that she looked as usual, still looking like she was rushing to the spring. .

The Chaohe River winds like a dragon’s ridge, and surrounds the Yanshan Mountains. The beam is not very high. At this moment, waking up from hibernation, there are sporadic green feelings. After driving along the Chaohe River for half a while, to Gubeikou, the Soul Ce Ling held by the youngest Tuo made a faint movement, like a chicken cub pecking at a freshly broken shell, and turned gently.

Li Shiyi and a few people got off the car on the south side of Gubeikou village. The former military fortress is now very desolate. The few crows are not very important branches across the village, and the gray stone and the soil wall are yellow and white. There are not many middle-aged people in the village, only a few uncles sitting at the door with squinting eyes and smoking pipes, and the old woman washing clothes while choking children, and seeing the new people, he restrained the raised clubs. Down.

A small stream in Gubeikou traverses the village. People follow the stream from south to north. The movement of the soul policy is getting bigger and bigger, and they stop in front of a small farmer in the northwest of the village. After a few steps, I lost my clue. Just when he saw a man carrying a pole passing by, his eyes couldn’t help looking at them. The youngest Tu called him down and asked: “Wow, brother, busy?”

The man lingered on his shoulder poles, and didn’t mean to put them aside, he only looked at them with an old tortoise-like back: “Ah, send rice.”

His eyes circled back and forth between Ah Yin and Song Jiu, and he couldn’t move away. Ah Yin was not embarrassed or annoyed. He also raised an eyebrow with a smile. Song Jiu felt very obedient. Guangli took a small step back.

Li Shiyi stepped forward and asked him quite politely: “Excuse me, brother, are there any outsiders entering the village these days?”

Although there was rot on her face, her voice was not hurried or slow, and it was so good that it caused the man to look at it more. After a while, she said, “Yes, a girl, twenty-five and five, with a brick face and shoulders. .”

The youngest Tu’s eyes lit up, and Li Shiyi looked at each other. Hearing this description, it was 80%.

He rubbed his hands happily, and then asked him, “Where is it now?”

The man put the pick on his shoulder again, holding the rope tightly with both hands, as if he was accustomed to it, he refused to drop it anyway: “That girl is very weird, take a brass-bottomed compass, come to us. I went from house to house, and when I entered the yard, I knocked on the ground, and finally looked down at the wedding house of the widow of money in the west of the village. The widow of money died of a man in her early years, and she suffered hardship. The brick-faced girl gave a box of silver rounds. Son, there is no one who is unhappy. I happily hired a car to go to the city. I didn’t come back for three months and my in-laws were not respectful anymore. Hi, widow.”

The man opened the chatterbox, and Tu Yaoyao was stunned. Finally, the two exchanged a knowing look and stopped meaningfully.

Ayin was impatient to hear, and flicked the silk to cough. The man recovered his senses and heard Ayin’s demon uttering in his voice: “I ask you, how do you go to the house of Widow Money?”

The words are very polite, with a three-point overbearing. Fortunately, she is beautiful and not annoying to men. She quickly pointed the way: “Go along the stream, the third from the bottom of the village, and there are one or two people on the right. Old Lishu, that’s it.”

Li Shiyi nodded and thanked him, and patted Song Jiu on the back, motioning her to wake up and follow.

Although the man talked a lot, but the way he pointed, he arrived at the Qian’s courtyard within two steps, Tu’s youngest man took out the soul policy order, carried it in his hand and looked around like a lamp, but still There was no movement at all, but the Bu Gu on the courtyard wall tilted his head and looked at him, not much to his appearance.

Li Shiyi said: “Go in and take a look.”

Tu Laoyao put away his soul policy order and said “Ah”, reached out his hand to catch the door lock, but it was locked firmly. He had some trouble, and turned to look at Li Shiyi. Li Shiyi rarely did this. He looked at Ah Yin again, and Ah Yin smiled and asked him: “Auntie and grandmother can do all the inferior businesses, right?”

Tu Yaoyao hit the wall again, and hurriedly smiled to make a mistake, and saw Song Jiu take a small step forward and whispered: “I will try.”

This is absolutely unexpected. Even Li Shiyi singled out his right eyebrow, and Song Shiji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in panic: “I made a joke before, you call me to read more books, I… I will use all kinds of styles. Yes, they have been turned over.”

Ayin was stunned, and convincingly acknowledged a loss. Seeing Song Jiu pull out the hairpin from his head, twisted his hands into a thin thread, half-bowed and leaned toward the keyhole, the atmosphere did not dare to squint. I took a look, and then closed my ears with my mouth, my fingers pried, and the lock bounced open with a crisp “click”.

Tu Laoyao exclaimed in a low voice, and hurriedly pushed the door open and jumped in. Li Shixi crossed the threshold and glanced at Song Jiu with a complicated expression. A Yin followed at the end, closed her earrings, and secretly stood up to Song Jiu. Thumbs up.

Song Nineteen received the compliment, embarrassedly twisted the hairpin back into shape, and then pinned it to the hair.

In the yard, the tattered and cracked wooden barrels were frosted and piled up and down by the door. On the shelf were a few pre-weathered loofahs, dangling like dry flesh. A few people didn’t care about anything else, because there was a dazzling hole in the southwest corner of the yard. It was round and wide, dark and deep, and it looked like a thief hole.

Li Shiyi immediately understood the function of the compass in the man’s mouth, dividing the gold and fixing acupuncture points, and Mulan was looking for the grave.

Li Shiyi felt awe-inspiring, and signaled the youngest Tu Yao to prepare for the guy’s business, put unnecessary things outside and streamlined the shape, and then lit the lamp and entered the thief hole.

The robbery cave was directly connected to the tomb road. The dry loess was piled up. Some gravel fell. The road in front of him collapsed halfway. Several people jumped down and took a mouthful of ashes. They fumbled and walked carefully.

This pirate hole was unprofessional and unreliable. Li Shixi lowered the noise and told them not to move too much, lest the yellow sand fall down and bury the road again.

Fortunately, the path of the tomb is extremely short, reaching the end of ten meters, and then there is a stone-polished front corridor. Li Shiyi held the lamp in his hand and knocked on the solid stone wall. This tomb is better than the tomb of Mrs. Wu. It’s a little smaller, I think the owner is not a character, but the sparrow is small but complete with five internal organs, the tomb passage and the stone chamber are quite similar, as if deliberately retains some sense of ritual that is not to be seen.

There are two stone doors in front of the coffin room. They are half open. There are a few long and thin handprints in the center, which are collapsed in the dust. They have always been left by Mulan when he opened the stone door. Li Shiyi was not in a hurry to enter, but only narrowed the stone door. After looking at it carefully, he squatted down and took a light with the lamp, and then reached out to brush Chen Tu, vaguely saw two blooming water lilies carved in Shimen.

There was a throb in her heart, and she fell for no reason. She didn’t know if it was because of the lack of oxygen in the ground, or if she got up too fiercely.

Ayin hurriedly wanted to step forward to support her, but saw Li Shiyi raise his hand, and put his palm on Song Shiji’s forearm, who had met first.

Li Shiyi raised the back of her hand and rubbed her eyebrows. Since entering the tomb, she has had a bad sense of distortion. She can’t tell where this distortion comes from, but is full of a kind of absurdity. It makes her feel uncomfortable.

She took a whisper, calmed down and walked into the coffin room. The coffin room was smaller than she thought. As soon as a few people stood up, they were packed full of people, forcing the small and narrow sense of oppression to blow over her face, which caused Tu Yaoyao. Hold your breath and try to shrink your belly.

In the middle of the stone chamber is the tomb. A Yin whispered, biting his fingers and walking to the side, frowning: “This tomb…”

Tu Laoyao took a look at the old tomb where he was down. The coffins were all placed on the coffin bed, but this one was different. In the center was a long square pit. The coffin was inlaid in the pit, and the four sides were covered with laminated slabs. Once the barrier is over, a circle of gravel of different sizes is pressed.

“What kind of custom is this?” He knelt down and looked at the stone carefully.

Li Shiyi took two steps forward: “The shape of the Northern Wei Dynasty.”

Ayin tilted his head: “We used to go down to the tombs of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Most of them were in the Pingcheng and Luoyang generations. Why did we come to Yanshan?”

Li Shiyi shook his head and took out his cigarette stick: “Ask.”

A smoking pipe with a lustrous luster was placed next to the coffin, and clusters of strange fragrances attacked, whipping the past that dare not forget.

Knock on the coffin door and ask three times. I asked where I came from, I asked where I was going, and I asked why I buried Yanshan behind the well, looking south across the water.

“Where do you come from?”

“Yongxing four years, Yucheng.”

“Where to go?”

“Wojiao Shixiayin Twenty-Five Division.”

“Who are you?”

“Mulian.”