Chapter 438 Hanging Burial Cave
At this time, Hu Xiaoci, who had been silent beside him, spoke. , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ . "Who said there was nothing in the coffin? Look closely! β
Ma Chengfeng and Xiao Man looked at each other, but saw that there was only a pool of clear water at the bottom of the coffin, and there was no other play at all.
"You two take a closer look!"
She shook the flashlight, and finally saw it clearly, it turned out that there was a small transparent fish in the Wang Qing Qing at the bottom of the coffin, the small fish was the size of a human finger, it was transparent all over, and the light of the flashlight could directly penetrate its skin. What's even more amazing is that the little guy is still alive!
He's shaking his head and swimming in the coffin.
"I'm ...... Or alive? How is this possible? Ma Chengfeng swallowed.
The three of them couldn't come up with a reason, so they said that they would catch the little fish and see what was going on.
This bronze coffin has been buried in the underwater mud and sand for thousands of years, and the coffin is surrounded by a thick layer of patina, which is well sealed, and there is almost no air circulation, how can there be life inside? Doesn't this little thing need air to breathe? Or was it that when Ma Chengfeng opened the coffin just now, he accidentally jumped into the water?
While everyone was discussing how to deal with the transparent fish in the copper coffin, Jia Laohan ran up.
"Don't fish! Don't fish! This...... These are the children and grandchildren of the river gods! Can't fish! β
"Lao Jia, don't be surprised, okay? You Hanshui River has the taboo of Hanshui River, I understand. Can...... But can the son of the river god be a small fish? Aren't you? Ma Chengfeng smiled bitterly.
He swore that he was the descendant of the river god, according to legend, the river god gave birth to a child in the ancient coffin, the whole body of the divine fish is like 'jade', it will not be destroyed for thousands of years without eating or drinking, once someone opens the coffin and releases the divine fish, it will cause trouble!
Ma Chengfeng thought to himself, this is too evil? If there really is a river god, then the taste of this river god is 'very' heavy! Isn't this perverted? Let your children and grandchildren live in coffins and be locked up?
Each place has different customs and beliefs, and what sounds good is faith, but in fact it is feudal thought. It's all things that the older generation can't explain, so they add fuel and vinegar to fool future generations, and they can only be heard as a joke.
There was no body in the coffin, so there was no taboo between the dead and the living, and no matter what the origin of this transparent little fish was, it was now in a hurry, and it was already more than seven o'clock in the evening. It's too late to ink here for a while.
Ma Chengfeng pushed open the copper coffin with an iron hook and hurriedly ordered Jia Laohan to sail.
When he returned to the cabin this time, Jia Laohan was preoccupied and a little absent-minded about finding the body of his second son. He was always muttering something nervously, and when others asked him, he wouldn't admit it.
"Little fox, are you sure you can catch it? Isn't this a joke? It's no better than swimming near the water. β
In the morning, they came down from Hanling Mountain, 'made' muddy water, and took a bath at the water's edge. The edge of the water is very shallow, don't look at Hu Xiaoci is unusual, but after all, it is only one meter deep, and you can't drown people. Seeing that it will be driven to Wushan Canyon in a while. This is close to the Yangtze River basin, although the water potential is gentle, but there is a hidden countercurrent below, and the depth of the water is uncertain, the deepest place is said to be about 20 meters.
Even the old fishermen who work in the water all year round do not dare to enter the water easily.
"Cheng Feng rest assured, the little fox never says big things." Hu Xiaoci patted his chest again. This playful little fox fairy is still 'very' trustworthy when he is not joking.
"But with such a large body of water, where are you going to fish for the corpse?" Chang Xiaoman asked her again.
The little raccoon said, I can smell the 'yin' of the corpse, as long as there is a corpse in the water, there is 'yin' qi, and you can find it by following his 'yin' qi, just like ...... It's the same as when she hunted in the woods.
"Damn, why do I feel unreliable the more I listen?" Ma Chengfeng grinned.
"Oh, don't worry, the little fox never says big things, you have to believe me!"
"Yes, yes, believe you have eternal life, right? If you really have this ability, you won't be called Hu Xiaoli, and you will directly change your name to Hu Xiaoyu in the future. Ma Chengfeng pinched her slightly baby's 'fat' face and said.
"Little Fish...... It's also 'pretty good', why didn't I think of it? β
The electric tugboat floated endlessly on the gentle river, and the sound of the motor echoed in the mountains on both sides of the river. The left and right mountains are extremely steep, and halfway up the mountainside are those stone 'holes' hanging coffin tombs, countless totems made of old cloth, moving with the wind, like a miserable ancient painting.
Rattle...... Quack Quack ...... A big black crow flew over their heads, impartial, and just left a bubble of above Ma Chengfeng's head.
"I'm ...... What's wrong with us today? It's really bad luck to get home! Why are even the birds bullying me? Ma Chengfeng sighed.
"No one can say what is on the water, and manpower is irresistible, so human beings have always been afraid of deep water." Chang Xiaoman couldn't help but be a little afraid.
The course of the Hanshui River is getting narrower and narrower, and the left and right banks are towering mountains, and when you look up, you can only see the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, and lonely finches are quacking overhead.
They are all northerners, where have they seen such a steep mountain and water vein, and their hearts are raised in their throats, and they run back to the cabin and stare directly at Jia Laohan '' the rudder.
"You children are all steady, and we are about to enter the waters of Wushan." Jia Laohan said.
This mysterious water area has been a taboo on the Hanshui River for many years, not to mention Lao Jia, even those who call themselves old water ghosts may not dare to come to this water.
There was no light at all on the water, the mountains on the left and right were getting narrower and narrower, and some areas could barely accommodate the electric tugboat, and the towering stone walls overhead were dotted with stone 'holes' of different sizes, and each stone 'hole' was a separate burial chamber. Although this is a precipitous place, it is not as evil as the legend says.
"Lao Jia, is there any time? How far is it going? Ma Chengfeng asked.
"Don't look at the fact that we have already entered the waters of Wushan, but this is not the forbidden place that people say, at the current speed, we estimate that we will have to drive for half an hour, but whether we can reach that water area safely depends on the meaning of the river god."
Ma Chengfeng stood on the bow deck and looked at this black canyon, the Hanshui River slowly flowed through the gap in the middle of the canyon, God didn't know how to create this landform, the middle is the river, the two sides are canyons and mountains, and the top of the head, a little moon 'color' can not seep down, because the canyons on both sides are connected together on the top of the head, forming the shape of a natural stone 'hole'.
"Why do I feel so cautious?" Ma Chengfeng shuddered unconsciously.
"This place is indeed very evil, and I felt 'hairy' all over my body when our ship sailed in just now."