Chapter 1180 Three Tombs on the Taiping Peak (22)

Chapter 1180 Three Tombs on the Taiping Peak (22)

The wheels rolled over the soft path, leaving winding and intermittent ruts.

The wormwood on both sides of the path swayed in the wind, disturbing the clouds in the sky. Some grass stems were bent by the cold wind and lay across the path. They were also slowly rolled over by the mule and horse carts, crushing the grass stems into the dust and mud, mixing with the dark soil.

The large areas of wormwood here were bent by the sudden cold wind, so the ruins of the archways in front, which looked desolate and bleak in the darkness, were more prominent.

The severely damaged archways were built on a slowly rising gentle slope, forming a line.

The old driver drove the blind mule and horse and passed under the severely damaged archways.

The words on the plaques of the archways had long been weathered away.

Even the carvings on the stone pillars were all mottled and unclear.

Su Wu sat on the cart, passing by the broken archways that could not distinguish any useful clues, with only some broken stone pillars and column base stones left. He felt more and more that the torrent of history was surging. The history carried by these archways should have been thousands of years old.

The wind blew through the severely damaged archways.

Under the archways, the wormwood swayed like the rolling sea.

In front of the archways, the wormwood became sparser and sparser. The majestic and steep mountain shadows lay at the end of the gentle slope. The endless graves with sparse wormwood were lying along the slope. The graves were connected to the shadows of the mountains one after another, and there was no end.

The desolate and dead atmosphere overwhelmed the place.

The desolation here even overwhelmed the flowing underworld atmosphere.

The mule and horse cart passed under the archway, and the wheels rolled over the potholes and the ground covered with black stones, without making a sound. At this point, even the old driver shut up and stopped singing or talking.

Su Wu looked up at the huge and majestic mountain behind the archway, then lowered his head and looked at the old driver sitting in front of the carriage.

Could it be that the other party wanted to send the goods on the car all the way to the mountain?

If so, the journey would be too difficult.

I don’t know how he persisted...

Just as he was thinking about it, the mule cart passed the second archway.

The majestic mountain behind the last archway was still spread out at the end of the earth, but the scene Su Wu was in suddenly changed dramatically.

The long slope that was slowly rising seemed to have been climbed by the mule cart at this time.

Su Wu turned his head and looked back, and saw that the long gentle slope was spread out behind the mule cart.

The originally long distance seemed to be easily "folded" by the second archway, so the mule cart could climb over the long gentle slope so easily.

At this time, a smooth road stretched out in front of the mule-drawn carriage.

Large patches of dark trees were baring their teeth and claws on the shady land, each stretching out its crown as much as possible.

Tombs surrounded by stone slabs and bricks, covered with lush vegetation, stood in the gaps between those dark trees. Su Wu looked at the scene behind the second archway and suddenly felt very familiar.

At that time, he and Master Xuanzhao seemed to have buried the "guicha" in a similar area?

He could even distinguish the tomb of the "guicha" from it!

He rode a mule cart and actually arrived at the place where the "guicha" was buried?

Su Wu held the side of the cart and watched the mule-drawn carriage pass through the tombs, even the tomb of the "guicha", which passed by him. He was more and more certain that this was the place where he and Master Xuanzhao had been before.

Now, he had no joy in his heart, only a strong sense of strangeness lingering in his heart.

The mule cart passed through the area full of big trees and tombs, and went straight through the last archway.

The majestic mountain shadow lying at the end of the earth behind the archway disappeared in an instant.

The cold mountain wind blew from afar, and the old driver on the mule cart tightened his clothes.

Su Wu looked around - they were already at the top of the mountain!

The mountains and valleys around him all looked tiny and short.

‘I will climb to the top and look down on all the mountains’!

The last broken archway ‘folded’ the rugged and dangerous mountain road, allowing the mule cart to pass under the archway and reach the top of the majestic mountain!

Some platforms paved with slabs of stone overlapped on the top of the mountain.

Several eerie wild locust trees stretched out their branches from the mountain walls, shaking their dark leaves in the cold wind.

More wild trees were lush and green, covering the stone peak that was like a pillar supporting the sky. The left and right sides of the stone peak were filled with soul-calling banners, which fluttered and rustled in the cold wind.

The mule-drawn carriage stopped at a stone platform. The old driver got off the mule carriage, walked around the back of the carriage, and untied the rope that tied the "swollen female corpse".

With his own strength, he could not unload the female corpse lying on the carriage. He did not make any extra moves to unload it from the carriage. After untying the rope, he leaned against the side of the carriage and waited quietly.

Su Wu also jumped off the rickshaw silently. He looked up at the stone peak that was like a pillar supporting the sky. On the stone steps that were shrouded in dark fog, there was a middle-aged man with a bun, wearing a black cloak and a green cross-collared Taoist robe underneath. He walked down from the stone peak, passed through the stone steps, and walked along the road with countless soul-calling flags on both sides.

On the side of the road with countless soul-calling banners, several stone statues in straight-hem robes shook off the stone chips on their bodies, stuck their iron spears and long spears on the stones, and pushed a large cart with black iron wheels and a black coffin on it, following behind a middle-aged man in a black cloak, approaching the mule-drawn carriage.

The wheels with heavy black iron and riveted wheels rolled over the platform made of stone slabs, making a "creaking, creaking" sound.

When the old driver heard the sound, he immediately looked up and faced the middle-aged man who was leading the stone statue pushing the cart. He showed a flattering smile on his face: "Sir, I have brought the things here..."

"Yeah.

I saw it.

Well done, old man." The middle-aged man nodded and replied to the old driver. He waved his hand, and the freely moving "stone statues" behind him walked to the side of the mule cart, lifted the "swollen female corpse" lying on the mule cart, lifted it into the coffin on the cart they pushed over, and sealed the coffin lid.

Su Wu looked at the movements of the stone statues, his eyelids twitched, and he held back and didn't say anything.

"This is today's wages.

Please keep it, old man." The middle-aged man with gray hair and still handsome appearance took out a silver ingot and handed it to the old driver.

The old driver took the silver ingot, but seemed to feel that the silver was too hot. He stuffed all the silver into the middle-aged man's hand and said in surprise: "Why is there so much this time?

I just helped you pull the cart once, and it's not worth your so much money.

Just a few copper coins, a few copper coins will do..."

"The goods delivered by the old man this time are different from the past, and they are of great significance to us." The middle-aged man explained with a smile, and his words were meaningful, "So I understand. I should give the old man more money.

And, after the goods are delivered this time, I will not hire the old man to help me transport goods in the future.

——What we need has been truly transported by you now.

This ingot of silver is my parting gift to you!

With this ingot of silver, until the end of your life, you and this old mule will have enough food and clothing, and your children and grandchildren will be filial and virtuous, and you will no longer have any worries. "

"Will there be no such work in the future..." The old driver looked a little sad.

The middle-aged man put the silver ingot into his palm again, and he did not refuse it again.

This ingot of silver is estimated to be five taels.

If the family saves some money, the old driver can indeed have enough food and clothing until his death.

Su Wu looked at the silver ingot in the old driver's palm. The silver ingot looked real, but it gave Su Wu a "fake" feeling. It was this real and fake silver ingot that allowed the old driver to have enough food and clothing with the old mule until the end of his life without any worries.

"You gave me so much money as a farewell gift, but I have nothing to give you..." The old driver held the silver and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stretched out his arms, tied him up, and said, "You have given us the best gift.

Old man, we owe each other nothing.

Let's go back."

"Hey..."

The old driver finally got on the mule cart, and the old mule slowly turned around with him and walked slowly towards the archway at the foot of the mountain.

Compared with the effort when coming, the old mule was obviously much more relaxed when it turned back.

I don't know if it was because the previous mule cart had some extra weight of "goods" that were not originally intended to be transported.

The mule-drawn carriage disappeared at the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man turned around, frowned and looked at the black coffin on the cart pushed by the stone man, and said: "With your accumulation, you can only find an empty grave in the weeds in the south of the mountain to bury yourself. How can you bury yourself on the top of the mountain?

Although you have made contributions, these contributions cannot allow you to be buried on the top of the mountain.

Go down the mountain!"

The swollen female corpse in the coffin seemed to understand what the middle-aged man said. When the middle-aged man made arrangements for its burial place, a strong smell of incense mixed with the "evil and strange rhyme" of "Satan" suddenly emanated from the black coffin, pushing open the sealed coffin lid of the black coffin, and the rolling strange rhyme incense overflowed the coffin, turning into bloody arms, grabbing in all directions!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man shook his head, took out a thin book, tore off a page from the thin book, and pasted it on the coffin lid -

Bang!

The coffin lid was completely sealed!

The strange charm of the incense that overflowed from it was all gathered back when a page of the book was pasted on the coffin lid, and was sealed tightly in the coffin!

Su Wu stared at the page of the book pasted on the coffin. There was only one word written on the page - "seal"!

But this word was not written in Chinese characters, Yunji characters, or strange characters, but a combination of various writing characteristics, and then formed into a "righteousness talisman"!

This middle-aged man mastered the "righteousness talisman"? !

Who is he? !

Could it be Su Wang? !

While Su Wu's mind was racing, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at him with a half-smile, then said to the stone statues pushing the carts: "Bury the corpse in the coffin in 'Taoshan'.

It originally had merits and should be buried in 'Haoli', but it is also a fault to bury it in 'Taipingding'.

The merits and demerits offset each other, so go wherever you should go!

- If those 'untransmuted souls', 'undead corpses', 'back-strange corpses', 'straight god statues', 'straight god corpses', 'side god statues', 'side god corpses', etc. ask about it on the road, you should answer like this."

The stone statues did not respond, but pushed the coffin on the cart away.

The middle-aged man watched them go away, and walked along the road full of soul-calling banners, along the mountain steps, to the top of the mountain that looked like a pillar of heaven.

Su Wu followed him when he saw this.

This middle-aged man was not a living person, but in Su Wu's perception, he was not a "dead thing".

The middle-aged man that Su Wu saw at the moment was in a very strange state. He remained in the underworld in the form of a "sexual soul", but he was not infected by the breath of the underworld, and there was no trace of the underworld left on his sexual soul.

Even if this person was not the "Su Wang", he must have a deep connection with the "Su Wang".

Su Wu followed the middle-aged man, step by step, approaching the mountain that looked like a pillar of heaven. When he approached the mountain, he could see clearly that there were three righteous symbols carved on the mountain - "Taipingding".

"Taipingding, the top of Mount Tai, is the old name.

Since the Ming Dynasty, Taipingding has been renamed 'Yuhuangding'."

When Su Wu was staring at the mountain peak that looked like a pillar of heaven, the voice of the middle-aged man came from in front of him.

He looked up at the figure of the middle-aged man on the steps in front of him and asked, "Is this Mount Tai?"

"Mount Tai and Daizong, leaving their shadows in the underworld." said the middle-aged man.

Su Wu lowered his head and was silent for a while, then asked him, "Is it appropriate for Satan Xiangyang to be buried in the 'Taoshan' you pointed out?"

"It's appropriate."

While he was talking to the middle-aged man, the stone steps under his feet seemed to turn into a python with slippery scales - he stepped on these slippery scales, and with just a slight thought, his figure followed the middle-aged man and climbed to the top of the main peak of Mount Tai in a moment!

"Taipingding."

"Only the Lord of the Underworld can be buried here, and no one else can encroach on it.

That's why I said that the 'immortal corpse' wanted to bury itself on Taipingding, which was a great encroachment and a great fault.

Among those 'direct gods', the 'legitimate sons' who are closest to the Lord of the Underworld cannot bury themselves on Taipingding. An immortal corpse whose ghost tendons have not yet been completely removed wants to occupy Taipingding. It's too wishful." The middle-aged man inserted a soul-calling banner on a lonely and extremely low grave mound beside the top of the mountain.

There was a tombstone in front of the grave mound.

The handwriting on the stone tablet had been scraped away by the endless wind of the underworld.

But since this grave was built on Taipingding, its identity was clear, and it must be the 'Lord of the Underworld'!

Two graves were dug out on the side of the grave of the 'Lord of the Underworld'.

The bluestone in one tomb was covered with thick dust, and it was obvious that it had been excavated for who knows how many years, so that the tomb chamber had accumulated thick dust;

The tomb chamber of another tomb was just excavated, and the inside was clean, without any dust accumulated.