Chapter 38: Bronze Palace (Part 2)

I was full of doubts and couldn't help asking Shirley Yang on the boat: "Guchai's sea tattoo is so bizarre. Has he really become a visitor at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean?"

Shirley Yang speculated: "Hentian clan is alone overseas, smelting copper with dragon fire, and staying away from the Chinese civilization. Therefore, many people do not believe that the bronze civilization here was once prosperous. They probably died in the late Warring States Period. Their remnants were wandering on the sea and were designated as chanhu by the rulers of the Qin and Han Dynasties. Guchai was the remnants of the Heentian clan. His familiarity with water and the legend of the Heentian clan depicted on the sea formation are the best proof."

In ancient times, the "Mountain-moving Taoist" had an invisible technique. Using secret medicine to stab the human skin and soak it in salt water can reveal hidden images. The people may also have many secret recipes, including using special objects in the sea as potions for pricking the skin, hiding the ancient secrets of the Ancient Heaven and the Hentai in the Trans-Sea Chart. It has been preserved from generation to generation. The embroidered tattoo of the "Dragon Hu" will reveal the truth only if it is soaked in the sea water of Guixu. Otherwise, outsiders would never know that the legend of the Ancient Heaven and the Ancient Heaven Continent hidden in the Trans-Sea Chart.

The hot springs in the deep stream at the bottom of Guixu water are boiling, and there are low-frequency pulses that interfere with electronic signals. I don’t know what is emitted from. This chaotic water is neither salty nor light, and probably contains some substances that other seawater does not have. It should gradually increase with the change of the depth of the seawater. Therefore, the shark repellent used in the secret recipe will immediately be transformed by the seawater. There are also drugs that seep into the muscles in the Guchai tattoo, which also reacts at the bottom of the water, forming a blurred shadow. The tattoo hidden in the thorn painting appears. But what exactly will be under Guixu? Where is the Shengmen?

As I spoke, the lifeboat was approaching the towering stone mountain on the water. Several stone gates stood in the water more than ten meters in front of me. The colors of the broken stone beams were obviously different. It was difficult to tell where to enter for a while. I raised my hand to slow down everyone and slowed down the lifeboat. At this time, on the whale-like rock layer, the light of the Yin Fire was blocked by the thick sea air, and the Yin Fire turned into blood, like blood-colored fire plaster flowing slowly on the dome, making the water surface look dark red.

We looked around on the swaying boats and felt the same feeling. The mysterious terrain in Guixu was becoming more and more like a real whale belly. The yin fire in the sky seemed to be flowing continuously. The sea of ​​blood in the whale belly was surging, the sea water was without wind and waves, and the lifeboat was like two floating leaves drifting with the waves, and danger was everywhere.

The fat man grabbed the iron ring on the boat that fixed the mattress and shouted: "Commander Hu, if you don't go in, you'll be done. Why are you hesitating when you get here?"

I turned my mind and said to everyone, "I think these stone gates are not that simple. Different colors seem to coincide with the five elements. Today, the branches and stems are all fire. Let's fall into Guixu with the sea snake. It lost its life at that time. I think it may be because it is full of white scales and white as a golden elephant. If it is in a fire rush, I want to survive, so I rowed the boat into a cave with black rocks hanging on the side."

The rest of the people agreed and raided the water. Taking advantage of the storm, under the dark red light of the bloody sky, the rubber boat drove into the entrance of the cave. As soon as they entered the abdomen of the half-flooded sea water, the water surging suddenly subsided, and the lifeboat immediately stabilized. Shirley Yang raised the searchlight at the bow of the boat to explore the way, and saw that the lead-gray cave was actually a hall soaked by the sea water. The cave was nothing more than the hall gate.

The main hall is simple and ancient, without the luxury of flying eaves and brackets, but it is magnificent in scale, and the stones are extremely huge, with a majestic momentum, with a bit of "exhausting the solemnity of the world". When you enter it, the dark and deep space makes people feel particularly uneasy and depressed. We only saw half of the scene in the hall, which is green and gloomy underwater, and even flooded most of the ancient monuments. The ancients regarded the beauty of magnificence as beautiful, and often had the feat of chiseling mountains as images. Many ancient architectural miracles in the world are the products of thousands of years ago. The pious belief of ancient people and the tenacity of moving mountains and filling seas are far beyond the reach of today.

We rode into the middle of the hall along the lifeboat and were shocked by the majestic hall. We all had a sense of amazement for thousands of years of vicissitudes. The sea water surged outside the hall and hit the stone wall, making a loud echo, like the roaring thunder of a sea beast, making people tremble and insidious. Even the heartless and indifferent person of the fat man didn't dare to speak for a long time.

The searchlight beams on the two rubber boats swept back and forth across the water surface. I saw many tall and mighty bronze statues on the water surface of the hall. They all looked hideous and ugly, staring down, with a solemn expression. The bronze statues were covered with bronze, some of the lower half were not in the water, and many had collapsed, leaning horizontally and obliquely around, destroying some walls and stone pillars. However, the structure of the hall was solid and there was no sign of collapse.

In the Bronze Age, bronze was a country's important tool. The level of copper smelting technology and the scale of copper ore resources all determined the rise and fall of national strength. Shirley Yang once said that copper ware as big as forging the "Si Muwu Ding" almost required hundreds of acres of primeval forests as fuel alone. The limitation of resources made bronze ware extremely precious and was only used for important areas such as religious sacrifices, war and diplomacy. However, when you stare at the countless bronze statues in this hall with your own eyes, you can imagine that the Hentian clan knew how to master and use the undersea yin fire thousands of years ago. They could also make bronze ware without human fire and heavenly fire. Moreover, the special craftsmanship made the bronze man soaked in the sea water for thousands of years, but still had the copper nature. These were unimaginable to later generations.

I noticed something seemed to be moving on the top of the hall, so I asked Shirley Yang to raise the angle of the searchlight. When I saw it, everyone took a breath of air. There were more than ten bronze heads hanging high and low on the hall pillars. Each bronze head was probably less than hundreds of pounds. The situation was like being beheaded and hung on the public. The headless bronze man's body with his head dropped stood quietly in the corner. What sharp weapon could cut off such a heavy and huge bronze man?

Shirley Yang also felt very strange. The tomb of Hentian is only based on reasoning. However, seeing the bronze man lying horizontally and vertically in the hall, with his body and head differently, it was definitely not like an ancient tomb. At this time, the rubber boat slowly moved forward, and a bronze statue fell obliquely in the water, with its head tilted against the giant pillar, and the water surface was not on its shoulder. Shirley Yang hit the beam of the searchlight and landed on the hideous face of the bronze statue.

When the water level in Guixu is high, the entire mountain will be submerged. The bronze man was eroded by the sea for thousands of years, and the tiny corpses of various reef-loving creatures are everywhere, but the outlines are still vaguely distinguishable. Uncle Ming told Gucai: "Danzi, your ancestors are so good. Come and bow sincerely and let them bless us to return safely." Gucai was just confused and looked at the tall bronze statues, and seemed very uneasy. He asked Uncle Ming: "Uncle... My ancestors... why are all the heads cut off?"

Uncle Ming suddenly asked Gu Cai to ask this question, but he really didn't know how to answer, but he thought that the master was asked by his apprentice. He had to ask Gu Cai not to ask questions randomly. Whether it was fighting against gold, carrying a corpse and purging a cellar and picking pearls to catch green heads, all these life-threatening businesses have two common taboos. The first is not to be curious. When you see strange things, you must pretend to be invisible. Never ask why.

Gu Caiqi said, "Why? Is there a ghost?" Uncle Ming was so angry that he slapped his head: "Huozai, ask some questions? Hu Bayi had already talked to you, what he said was the second most taboo, don't mention ghosts!"

I ignored how Uncle Ming taught Gu Cai his rich experience. I just wanted to see it more clearly, so I paddled with the fat man continuously, moved the boat closer, and used a diving knife to scrape away the erosion on the surface, revealing the bronze man's face with a green face and fangs. Everyone surrounded him with flashlights to watch. The bronze giant's face was strange, making people become more and more strange the more they looked. I couldn't help but ask: "Who is He Tianshi? What does the so-called He Tian mean?"

In traditional Chinese concepts, the north is the greatest, the middle is the right, and the sky is the highest. Even in ordinary words, I dare not offend God easily. However, the name "Hate the Heaven" completely subverts this concept of respecting heaven and being a god. What did the ancestors of the people do? Everyone guessed a few random words, but they didn't know the key points.

The fat man said, "I knew there was a Nanbatian in the South China Sea before, and it seemed that it had been wiped out by the Red Detachment of Women. Nanbatian was a landlord class that could not be matched by the people, but I never heard of anyone who dared not be matched by God. Although the Red Guards were determined to practice with God, they didn't have so many planes to go to the sky, so they just did it. However, all ambitions were proved by poetry - they dared to teach the sun and the moon to change the new sky."

I heard the fat man speak nonsense and look at the bronze giant with thick fangs. I felt that his image and spirit were extraordinary, and he seemed to have three evil spirits in his mighty and solemnity. So I said to everyone: "Comrades, have you heard of the legend of God and Satan in foreigners? The devil Satan in the West seems to be a professional household who is right with God. Will the Hate Tianshi have something to do with Western religious legends? Because in the legend of Chinese civilization, the Hell of Hell and the Dragon Prince in the Sea are all leading cadres assigned by the Jade Emperor in the Heaven to the grassroots to handle specific work. They are related to superiors and subordinates, and they are quite in line with each other. It seems that in the traditional concept of Eastern people, there is no idea of ​​hating the gods. This is a traditionally formed solid worldview."
Chapter completed!