Daomu Biji

After the oil bottle finished speaking, he ignored my question and hurried down. I saw that there was a dawn of truth. I naturally refused to let it go and hurried down.

The fog under the pool was rising continuously. I walked ten steps and entered the dense fog. The visibility dropped sharply. At first, I could still see the back of the fat man. After a few steps, all I could see was the front. The light spot of the next flashlight.In addition, the fat man was courageous and ran three steps in one step. As a result, he threw me far away at once. As a result, he didn't go down for a lap.

This time I was a little flustered. I am now in a cloud of mist. I can only see that it is less than half a meter when I go back and right. This kind of feeling that I can see is unclear than in absolute darkness. .

The vertical distance between the pool surface and the bottom of the pool is not long. After walking away with a cigarette, the fat man shouted below: "I am here already!"

I heard the sound of his feet stepping on the stagnant water. I took a few steps and ran down one step. Suddenly my feet got cold and stepped into the water.It turned out that the water at the bottom of the pool was not all pumped away, and there was still water that reached the depth of the calf. No wonder when I looked down from above, I couldn't see clearly.

I looked at this place and found that it is almost the center of the mist, and the visibility is lower. I walked a few steps by the pool wall and heard the fat man calling on the left: "You pay attention to the water, here is the water. Do n’t step into it. "

I probed with my feet. Sure enough, there were pits about the size of the bowl at the front and back. It seemed that I had to walk here with extreme care.At this time, the fat man flicked the flashlight out of the fog, and let me follow him.

I nodded, followed him into the water, walked a few steps, and suddenly saw a few black outlines in front of me. I do n’t know what it was. The fat man has obviously seen it, and I ’m not afraid at all. Greet me not to rub it. He walked over to see that it turned out to be four stone monkeys with a height of half and a half. They squatted on the stone seat and faced the four sides. I do n’t know what to pray. I know that this stone monkey is called Dinghai. It usually sinks under the pond for evil purposes Yes, it is normal to appear here.

I rested my mind and walked a few steps inwards. I saw a big blue gang stone with a height of more than two meters in the middle of the four stone monkeys.

I walked over and asked him: "How is it, do you remember anything when you see these?"

He pointed to the cornerstone in front of the stele. When I saw it, a few lines of small script were engraved on it. The fat man could n’t understand what I was saying. I said, “These words tell us that the owner of the tomb built it. In a Tiangong, the gate leading to the Tiangong is inside the stele. If you are destined to you, this gate will open. You can go to heaven if you walk through this gate. "

The fat man looked at the stele and said, "There is a fart door."

I said to him: "This sentence is a bit like Zen words. Everyone has a different understanding. His original meaning is not to say that there is really a door in the stele, maybe it means that the content on the stele may be What is hidden. "

The fat man said to me: "His mother, is there any 'content' on this monument, I can't see a word!"

I looked up and saw that the front of the stele was bare and polished unusually bright, almost like a piece of jade, but there was no word on it.I also felt puzzled and said, "It will be opened only when you have written here, but you have no relationship with Tiangong, of course not."

The fat man sighed, sighed, and leaned down to feel it in the water, whispering while touching it: "It doesn't matter if I have no destiny with the Tiangong Temple. I just have destiny with the Mingqi."

I turned my head to look at the dull oil bottle. His face was very poor. I asked him a few words and he ignored me, just staring at this stone carefully, as if looking for something. I find it strange, just a light board. , I do n’t know what he is looking at.At this time, the fat man clapped his hands, and I turned my head to see him pick up a diving goggles from the water and said, "It seems there have been many people here."

I walked over and said to him: "When my third uncle went out, he didn't have diving equipment on his body. These things may belong to him. Look to see if there are any oxygen cylinders."

At the end of the conversation, the fat man had found an oxygen cylinder that had been knocked out of the water. He tried to use it. It seemed to be impossible. He threw it back into the water and said, "This is all broken, it's hard for me Running down at such a high speed is really a joy. I think we still go up quickly. It is difficult to guarantee when the water will fill up again, and it will be too late to fly. "

I looked at the water level and thought the fat man made sense, so I went back to find the bottle of boring swim.At first glance, he wasn't there anymore. I called a few times, but no one agreed, and I felt a sudden chuckle in my heart.

This kid is like a ghost. He often appears and disappears suddenly, so don't disappear again.

I thought of this, and hurriedly greeted the fat man to look around. Although the fog was very thick, but this place was not big, we took two rounds, and finally found him sitting in the corner of the pool wall, looking at the front in a daze, I took a look His eyes felt wrong, and his eyes were no longer the kind of calmness that he often had, and he was replaced with a kind of almost desperate look, almost like a dead man.

I was busy asking what was going on. He looked up at me and said in an almost inaudible voice: "I remembered things about twenty years ago--"