011: Channel Mystery
"Tut, this is really a great project." After a long time, the cinnabar adapted to the flowing air. Although it was still a vague darkness in front of me, there was a circulation of air. In addition, the obstacles in front of him also opened the heart of the cinnabar.
"But where does this channel lead to?" The teenager raised his head and looked around vaguely in the dark.
"Just walk around and you will know." The cinnabar took a step, but stepped on a hard object under his feet.
What is? The cinnabar bent down and touched it. It turned out to be a stick. Why is the stick here? I picked up the cinnabar and saw that it was a torch in front of me.
"There is a torch!" Cinnabar shouted excitedly, "We can see things!"
"What's the use of having a torch? The teenager said coldly, "Do you have a fire?"
That's true.
The cinnabar looked at the torch, and then continued to bend down and groped around.
"What are you looking for?" The teenager asked impatiently, "Why don't you lead the way in front quickly and see if you can go out?"
"I'm looking for a fire break." Zhu Shazi carefully observed the things on the ground. The ground is full of gravel and moss, which is wet and wet to the touch.
"Do you think this is your home? You can have what you want?" The teenager sneered.
"You don't understand this. There is a saying in our hometown: If God gives you a pair of big feet, he will give you a pair of big shoes. So if you see a torch, you will definitely touch the fire. The cinnabar said seriously.
"Your hometown?" The teenager's eyes lit up and asked casually, "Your hometown is..."
"I found it!" Cinnabar jumped up with cheers, "Look, am I right?"
She lit the torch happily.
The jumping flame shone everything in front of her and lit up her face.
Is it the origin of the flame, or is it too dark in it? Why are the girl's eyes so bright in front of her?
The teenager looked at the cinnabar confusedly.
"Look, we should go like this." The cinnabar pointed to the front and strode over. She raised the torch and saw that both sides of the passage were completely artificially chiseled out. There are obvious artificial chisel marks on the wall, and the passage is relatively spacious, which can accommodate three people walk side by side. Zhusha is really puzzled. Who dug such a channel here, and where will this channel lead to?
"Well, what is that?" The teenager pointed forward, and the cinnabar saw a very open place not far ahead, which looked like an extra house.
The cinnabar took a few steps quickly and saw that it was really a small room. There were several stone stools in the corner. The cinnabar raised the torch and slowly walked in. The fire jumped and shone on this small space. She was surprised to find that there was a stone bed behind the stone stool that could only accommodate one size!
"Has anyone ever lived here?" The cinnabar ran over in surprise. Although the stone ** was empty, it was obviously integrated with the ground and was completely made of the situation. In the corner, there are some shabby bowls and cups piled up. Zhu Sha squatted down and picked up a dilapidated bowl, but saw that the bottom of the bowl was covered with the words "Da Shang Xuande".
"Da Shang Xuande?" Cinnabar muttered strangely and turned his head to ask the teenager, "What era is 'Dashang Xuande'?"
And the teenager just stood there in a daze, holding something in his hand and couldn't stand it.
"What are you doing?" Cinnabar stood up and shouted at the teenager, "What are you doing there?"
The teenager didn't even move. His eyes didn't blink, staring at the things in his hand.
"Hey, are you stupid, or are you fascinated by ghosts?" Zhu Sha stood up uncomily and walked over to pat the teenager. However, the teenager just moved and didn't even react at all. Under the torch, cinnabar saw the teenager's pale face, and his eyes were straight, only looking at his raised hand.
"What are you looking at?" The cinnabar looked over, but saw that the teenager was holding a butterfly-shaped earring in his hand. The earring seems to have been stepped on, flat and flat, but it can be seen that the exquisite handwork and inlaid beautiful jade on it are so exquisite. How can there be women's earrings here?"
The teenager didn't say anything. Cinnabar raised his head strangely and saw the sweat beads that had slightly oozed from his forehead.
"Do you recognize this earring?" The cinnabar asked, "Do you know who it is?"
This sentence really came to the teenager's ears. His slight trembled, and then he raised his eyes and looked at the cinnabar with a frightened face: "No, no, I don't know, I don't know."
"Then show me," the cinnabar reached out and wanted to get it. "This shouldn't be that ghost..."
"Ah!" Before the cinnabar finished speaking, the teenager suddenly shouted "oops" and threw the earring on the ground like a hot potato.
"Why did you throw it away?" Cinnabar said an annoy and bent down to pick it up.
"It's not a ghost, how can she be a ghost..." The teenager staggered and stepped back several steps.
"These earrings are very delicate." The cinnabar looked at the earrings again and again, and then stuffed them into the belt.
"Throw it, throw it away! Throw it away!" The teenager rushed up and was going to grab the earrings.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!" The cinnabar dodged left and right, and then pushed the teenager hard, pushing the teenager to the ground.
"Do you recognize the owner of this earring?" Cinnabar raised the torch and narrowed his eyes to look at the teenager sitting on the ground. "The owner of this earring has an unknown secret, doesn't he?"
"No, no." The young man's arrogant and domineering appearance was gone. His head shook like a wave drum, and his forehead was sweating coldly.
"You have it." Cinnabar squatted down in front of the teenager with a smile, "To be honest."
"I..." The teenager stopped talking.
"Isn't it you who hurt this woman?" Zhu Sha laughed and said, "You have an affair with her, and you are afraid of being exposed to others, so you can kill her..."
"I didn't!" The teenager jumped up in anger, shook the torch a few times, and almost extinguished it.
"Really not?" The cinnabar squatted there and looked up at him. "So what's going on?"
"This is..." The teenager gritted his teeth and finally sighed and said, "This is a long story..."
All stories start with a long story. Cinnabar nodded knowingly, and then looked at the teenager with encouraging eyes.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Yuer's earrings..."
"Yu'er?" A flash appeared in cinnabar's head, "It's the real owner of the White Garden, isn't it? So at that time, you would be furious when I said 'White Jade Garden'?
"You damn girl is very smart." The teenager smiled bitterly and said, "She is indeed the owner of the white garden. She is my father's concubine. Because her appearance is as beautiful and pure as her name 'like jade', and there is no flaw at all, my father named her 'Jade Concubine'. Yufei is five years older than me, but from the first time I saw her..."
He didn't finish, but just sighed faintly.
"She loves white orchids the most, and also loves to dance under white orchids. I often go to the white garden to watch her dance..."
"What happened later?" Cinnabar interrupted him impatiently. For this kind of love between children, cinnabar did not have the patience to listen at all.
"Later, Yuer suddenly disappeared inexplicably." The teenager said painfully, "No one knows where she has gone, not even her father."
"A high-grade palace concubine, if you can say so, it will be gone?" Cinnabar felt completely incredible, "Didn't you send someone to look for it?"
"Yes, but Yuer seems to have evaporated from the world, and she can't find it at all. Even her closest maid of honor doesn't know where she has gone. The teenager said depressedly, "So I go to Baiyuan to wait for her every day. I just hope that she can suddenly appear in front of me and smile at me innocently as before..."
"Then why are you afraid that this earring will be like this?" The cinnabar is ironic.
"Who told you to say that this is a female ghost!" The teenager stared at the cinnabar, and his face turned white to red.
"So you are a coward." Cinnabar sneered disdainfully, then picked up the ear and put it in front of him and looked left and right. "Tell you, you schemeless fool. Even if your jade is beautiful, it is not as pure and flawless as you think.
"You are not allowed to destroy Yuer!" The teenager scolded unhappily.
"Tut," the cinnabar glanced at the teenager, "Isn't that you just want to get rid of the fear of the female ghost?"
The teenager bit his lip and didn't say anything.
"You can see this earring," cinnabar raised the ear to the teenager's eyes. "This earring has a gem every few golden threads, and the inlaid gemstone is not ordinary jade, but a rare blue moon jade!"
"Blue Moon Jade!" The teenager took a breath of cold air.
"It seems that you don't have no knowledge at all," cinnabar said with a smile. "This blue moon jade is a rare gem from the border river of Qianqing. How many wars did it cause because the king of the four countries coveted this gem? Later, a flood flooded the treasure land, so that no one knew where the gem was hidden, and it was gradually forgotten. Therefore, the blue moon jade previously mined is more and more valuable. You see, there are three pieces of blue moon jade on this small earring. Although it is small, it is valuable enough. How dare you say that a woman with such earrings is simple? This kind of thing that is also hard to find can be simply hung on the ears of an ordinary palace concubine like this?
The teenager's face changed greatly and he stared at the earrings.
"What's more, there are traces of being stepped on this earring, which is enough to prove that the earring fell when she escaped in a hurry. I don't know how much she should feel about the earring. Hey hey..." Zhusha hid the earring in his belt again, and then patted it gently. "I think you are the only fool who is willing to believe in this kind of vanity-loving woman, you idiot."
The teenager was scolded, but he was not annoyed at all. He was stupid, as if he had forgotten to think and talk.
"Well, it's not your fault." The cinnabar patted the teenager on the shoulder sympathetically, "You are still too young. However, listen to my advice that too beautiful women can't believe it, they will swallow you into their stomachs. There are not even bones left."
"So... what should I do?" The teenager asked pitifully.