Daomu Biji

He said this, I immediately remembered a few weeks ago.

At that time, we were about to go down to the Lu Palace. When we passed the corpse cave, we caught a large zombie. On the tail of the bug, there was a bell like this, with a big blue centipede in it, crawling. When the bell was rang, it would make a sound like a human whispering, like a ghost, and it seemed to have mysterious power. We were almost fascinated by the sound at that time. Fortunately, the oil bottle was clever and kicked us into the water. Only sober.

The third uncle looked at this thing and said that it was still before the Warring States Period. He did n’t know which dynasty, but at that time things were critical, and I did n’t pay attention to it. The subsequent experience in the Lu Palace was like evil. Like a dream, it ’s not bad to be mad. Where do you remember these?

But now I need to identify it, I am not sure, because the corpse cave was also the same as it was now, and it was illuminated by a few miner's lamps. The bell was knocked down and Pan Zi was trampled down shortly after getting down. Than already impossible, I can only look at the rough.

If this is really the kind of bell seen in the corpse cave, then if the fat man touched it just now, it ’s really amazing. At that time, one who had lost all of us could not control himself. At least there are forty here, as long as a small one. Jitter, I really don't know what will happen.

The dull oil bottle reminded me of it, and said, "There must be some weirdness in the corpse cave. The corpse-filling place was originally a huge burial chamber, but I don't know how it might be related to Wang Buhai."

The fat man heard us talk about this, knowing the origin of the bell, wondering, "Have you read the wrong thing, how did this thing before the Warring States appear here again, which is a bit too coincidental. It is impossible that this Wang Zanghai is also a Tomb robber? "

As soon as he said this, both me and the dull oil bottle froze.

"In this way, there is a possibility." The muffled oil bottle thought about it and said: "He did what he did in his early years, no one knows, and he is well ventilated. If he is a tomb robber, he should be at ease. However, I remember his family background comparison Outstanding, their families have been feng shui for generations, don't worry about food and clothing, and will never do such a cheap job. "

The dull oil bottle said that it was cheap, and it did n’t change its color. It did n’t seem to realize that we were also scolded in. I said, "I do n’t think it ’s possible. If you fight, you will definitely leave a sign in your tomb. Okay. Let the future generations have taboos in recent times, have you seen this kind of thing here? "

The dull oil bottle shook his head. "I also noticed it just now. There are really no signs at all."

His attainment in this area is unfathomable. He said no, I know it must be true, saying: "So why would there be such a thing here, would he be like an antique, and put his beloved collection Also used for funeral? "

"We didn't see any other antiques along the way. You didn't say it right. I think it might be another situation." The fat man seemed to think of something, and his face was smug: "In fact, there are other things besides fighting A person often encounters ancient tombs, do you know what it is? "

When I heard it, I woke up: "You mean, he was digging these things on the construction site while he was doing the project?"

The fat man nodded: "This man is arguably the largest foreman at the time. He is likely to encounter this situation. As long as he goes back to check the information, he can know whether he had been to the Guazi Temple in Shandong at that time."

The fat man ’s argument is reasonable. I ca n’t help but admire him a bit, but this thing is determined not to be touched. I guess Aning may have touched this coral tree. So many bells ring together, it will become mentally disordered, but I do n’t know What happens to these bells in her brain will have such a powerful effect.

Originally, it was easy to be hinted. Now in this ancient tomb, the atmosphere is mysterious and the nerves are a little weak, and I will go crazy. I think that even the amnesia of the oil bottle may be caused by these things. Because I found that the lanyards of these bells are very accurately tied to the coral tree with copper wire. The coral originally had holes in it, and the sound transmission is excellent. This thing is placed here, just like a musical instrument, the sound can be Tens of thousands, there is no guarantee that one of them can make people forget everything.

But my thoughts were a bit wild, and I was embarrassed to say it. The three of them stood there for a moment, and the fat man said, "It seems that the bottom of the hole is so sloppy, and the stilt is still on these bells, or should we?"

I do n’t see any monsters and monsters in this hole, and I feel a lot relaxed. Now it does n’t matter if I walk or not, but when I look at the watch, the time for ebb tide is coming. It ’s not interesting to stay here. The four of them go backwards.

As I walked, I had two questions in my mind. The first was that when the stupid oil bottle advanced into the wall hole twenty years ago, it was brought in by the third uncle. Where are the people who fainted with him now?Did the third uncle transport them out?

The second is that when the stuffy oil bottle entered that year, it smelled a very strange fragrance, but now it is gone. Does this mean that there may be other things in this hole twenty years ago?

These answers must be found when you find the third uncle.

And the third uncle was gone, and to find him, I do n’t know the year of the horse in the year of the monkey, maybe he would n’t be there anymore, and these doubts would become a mystery forever.

If the fat man said, the third uncle was entangled in the innocent soul in this tomb, then where would he go? When he saw the photo of the oil bottle, he said "I understand" What's wrong?

Thinking of me, I feel that the whole thing is missing something. As long as you give me a little clue, I can connect all things.And my intuition told me that this thing should be related to the Lu Palace.

I thought that four people had walked out of the short hole, and the fat man put Aning on the ground, and said, "It should be about the time now, and we should do our best."

I thought that the matter of fleeing was still first-class now, so I withdrew my mind and started to explain things, because I never really opened the top of the Ming Tomb, so I was not sure about it. I only took one step at a time.

After finishing the talk, the three acted according to the plan. The fat man suffocated his stomach early. He picked up the guy and chiseled it on a post, but he underestimated the texture of the cedar wood, and after a few strokes, he was already panting. No, but he was cut a little off the pillar.

He looked at something wrong and said, "Xiao Wu, this pillar is too strong. If you want to do it like this, you can't get the ladder up in a week."

I said: "Don't worry, as long as you cut off the outermost layer, the inside is easy to deal with."

The fat man was dubious, holding the guy's strength for twelve points, and then barely improved. After a few clicks, the fat man had opened the iron-like wooden layer outside and pulled out a space that could accommodate one foot.

I now know that the hole is a dead end. When the seawater comes in, I can only leak through the cracks in the bricks. I do n’t have to worry about the vortex, so I picked up the guy and went to help the fat man. I only smashed it twice. He did n’t talk much about his energy, but his endurance was okay. After all the troubles, he saw that he was alive and well, without any fatigue.I was a little beside him. At the same time, I was almost tired and could hardly lift my hand.

We were in a dark place. After three hours, we finally put a foot hole on a pillar, and the bottom was still easy to get to. Above, we had to climb up on the yard, and hang in the air. No, in the end, there was only a shallow seal that could be put into a forefoot, but we still got it done anyway.

We took off our trousers and clothes, because they are all diving clothes, they are very flexible, and they are cut into strips and tied into a rope. Like a Mexican tree climber, I made a rope loop around this pillar circle. When they got up, the three people stretched the rope in three directions and climbed up.

I do n’t know how to climb up this way. Every time I go up, I feel like I ’m dying. The fat man cries out: "What are you two doing? I ’ll go up and go. Anyway, when the water comes down, you can float." Now, this leather rope is about to buckle me into Dongpo meat, Xiao Wu, you damn me still give me down, otherwise I can't stand it. "

I said, "You think I want to go up, I didn't see the actual situation, I don't want you to die, I don't know if there is a mezzanine above, if you do, if you guys go down, the sand goes down and bury the whole room directly Now. "

I ’m telling the truth. The quicksand layer in the tomb wall is the most common anti-robbery measure. As I said before, it is more effective. A large tomb with a quicksand layer, if you want to enter smoothly, you must go down the stolen cave Open a manhole and let the quicksand out first. Sometimes it takes days and nights to empty a wall, which shows the amazing amount of quicksand.We don't have this condition now. If we really encounter this kind of tomb, we have to find another way.

If it is not quicksand, but strong acid or kerosene, it is even worse.

The fat man has more fights, and naturally knows what I said is not false, waved his hand to signal that it would climb.

We clenched our teeth, and it took another half an hour before we reached the top. After the fat man stood firm, he almost exhausted, holding the post without moving, and said, "His mother, toss me like this, I can It's back in place. "

I let him take a breath first, and he had to rely on him when he was chiseling bricks. He carefully tried knocking on the top of the treasure. The oil bottle indicated that I should not stop. I pressed my finger to the top and felt it for a while. of."

The fat man listened, and he did n’t dare to rest. Without saying anything, he started to chisel the white plaster on the top. He did n’t dare to use too much strength, because in the end the rope was not strong, and if it broke, all of them would be seriously injured. .

We all stretched out our hands and put them on his shoulders, in case the rope broke, we could still pull him a little, so as not to fall directly from a height of ten meters.However, his sweat of oil was estimated to really fall, and he couldn't catch it.

The white paste soil was very brittle. After he chiseled it a few times, he peeled off a large piece, revealing the blue brick inside. The fat man glanced at it, and suddenly called badly, and he asked me to touch it. Silly.

Iron paste was poured between these bricks.