Daomu Biji

The three of us glanced at each other.

After the bricks are poured with iron paste, it is just like the reinforced concrete now. Even if you give you a big hammer on the flat ground, it will not help. Do n’t say this is the case.

Above this, there are at least seven layers of such structures, and they are staggered with each other. It is impossible to open up here without modern equipment.

I was annoyed. I just blamed myself for not thinking about this layer. The flat roof is much less resistant to compression than the vault. The bricks above must be reinforced with something. There is nothing to do with this set of things in the Ming tomb. They are all the same. Pouring to death with molten iron, I used a note and the common knowledge of the three-legged cat to talk about soldiers on the paper and sprayed dung with mouthfuls. Now I finally suffer.

The fat man looked at me and asked, "Comrade architect, what should I do now? You have an idea."

"What can I do, let the dead horse be a live horse, copy the guy first," I wanted to take a chance, and said: "Over two hundred years, I don't believe it is so strong."

The fat man did n’t panic because I thought the problem was n’t too serious, so I knocked on the bricks. The hollow bricks were very good. But after the bricks were broken, the iron bars solidified by the iron slurry were still there. When he went up, he just struck a few stamps on it. He knew something was wrong at first glance and said, "No, this iron sliver has a thick slap up. You can't necessarily hit it if you drive a liberation truck. "

I also knocked a few times, and the whole tiger's mouth was numb, knowing that this is indeed something that can be done with brute force, and I can't help but be discouraged. "It seems that we underestimate the ancient construction technology. move."

The fat man said, "If you don't want to grind, don't the ancients say that, as long as you work hard, the iron pestle will grind into a needle."

"Pull it down, you thick iron sliver, you wear it to the year of the monkey," I said, "it will be low tide in 20 minutes. When you finish grinding, we will be complete."

The fat man got angry. "So what do you say? Haven't you heard the woman say? This area will soon be a windy season. At least it will last for a week. If we can't get out now, we can only stay here for seven days. "He emphasized," In seven days, our mother was not suffocated and starved to death. "

I know the seriousness of the problem and said to them: "Your experience in this area is much richer than mine. If this kind of tomb wall is encountered in normal times, what method would you use?"

The fat man and the stuffy oil bottle didn't even think about it and said, "Explosive!"

The fat man looked at me for a moment and explained: "You do n’t have to be surprised. This kind of wall is stronger than you think. I used to pour this kind of fight. The hole is usually opened on the bottom. Hit hard, only use explosives. "

I listened to the sadness in my heart, and I knew what he said, but in the centuries-old tomb, tell me where to get explosives?I could n’t help but regret it. I remember that before going into the water, Aning also asked me if I would take it down. At that time, because I was bombed for the gun in the Lu palace, I was very resistant to this thing, so I threw it directly. Back in the warehouse, if the third uncle was present, he would definitely bring it.

Now think of it, the idea at that time was too naive, and if there is another time, it must not be so playful.

I think there is no hope of going out from above, so I have to give up: "It seems that this method will not work, we have to think long."

"His mother's still growing up? We haven't been there for only twenty minutes?" The fat man said: "I don't think it's going to work, we still feel back from the same path, maybe the tomb with our diving equipment is back Now. "

I nodded. Although I didn't want to enter the burrow any more, there is no other way.In this way, facing the monster in the burrow is really a headache.

At this time, the dull oil bottle suddenly said: "Wait! You stay here first! Don't move! I thought there might be explosives in one place!"

Before we could react, he suddenly loosened the rope and slid down the post.

The fat man looked at me, confused, and I shook his head at him, indicating that I didn't understand.

The dull oil bottle has a serious character and can't be joked, but he really doesn't think there will be explosives anywhere. He is already stripped off like us now, and there is only one underwear left, and it is impossible to hide somewhere.I stared at him, and when he saw him flying, he jumped on the Tiangong stone plate in the middle of the room. Following his flashlight, I saw him crouching in front of a meditating corpse in the center of the stone plate. Touching something.

This corpse should be what he said was a sitting body, but I didn't know what he was looking for there. I thought, suddenly, I felt a little bit in my heart, it turned out to be the case!

At this time, the dull oil bottle had lifted the whole corpse carefully, and the dried corpse was almost the weight of the bones. Without much effort, the fat man asked me, "What the hell are you doing?"

I said: "I just guessed that there might be an organ in the dry corpse, which was fired by the eight-treasure rotor, and there might be explosives inside. If you disrespect the corpse and want to take the treasure inside, it may be detonated directly."

The fat man listened, "How could he know this kind of thing?"

"Twenty years ago, when he touched the corpse, he probably already knew it at that time. You see, he just said 'possible' just now, that is to say, he was also not sure." I said: "Just don't know, these A hundred years of explosives will not work. "

I said, the dull oil bottle had moved the corpse to the bottom of the column, and said to us, "Come down and help."

I thought it was too troublesome for the fat man to go down, so he stayed alone, climbed down on his own, and the muffled oil bottle carried the dead body on my back, tied it with a rope, and said, "Do n’t hit it, if the institution inside still Works, it's triggered at the touch. "

I saw this sitting gold body up close, but I just felt that the description of the stuffed oil bottle was not as good as this real thing. The body was black, black to shiny. It seemed that it was not the body, but what smooth it was. The material is carved, and the muscles have been sunken, especially the corners of the mouth. It seems to be a smile. It looks straight out of goose bumps. In a word, this body is not like the monks seen in the monastery. Very ominous.

I did n’t dare to touch it, and asked him, “Are you sure this body is okay? I always think that he seems to have some tricks, you look at his expression, how is it-so”

"Monsterous" stuffy oil bottle then said in my words: "I don't understand, this corpse is really uncomfortable, but he has dried up and can't be transformed."

I nodded, cold sweat came out, and asked him: "That's good, are you sure that the explosives inside can still be used?"

He said: "As long as the eight-treasure rotor can be used, the explosives will definitely be used, and now I am afraid that this organ will be aging."

Carrying a corpse on my body, I was uncomfortable, especially when I saw his nails so long, lying in front of me, ghostly, and my feet were a little soft, I think of the corpse-caster in Xiangxi, just like me Carry the body on the back, but the people are wrapped in three layers and three layers. I'm good, the body is naked, I'm also naked, the meat is meat, the dry feeling is really ridiculous. .

But now there is no way. Fortunately, the light is okay. I can see clearly. I wo n’t be cranky. I clenched my teeth and just carried a sack in front of my body. I started to climb step by step, and the oil bottle climbed behind me. , Beware that if I slip, my foot will fall.

I climbed for five or six steps, and suddenly felt that the dried body was a bit wrong, because my back was attached to its body, so I felt very clear. The body seemed to suddenly become bigger.I stopped to feel it carefully, and I couldn't feel anything special.

I looked back at the dull oil bottle. He was under me. If there was any alienation of the corpse, he should be able to see it immediately, but he didn't seem to notice anything. Is it because I am more concerned?

It's no wonder that it's hard not to be attentive when carrying such a strange body.

Thinking about it, I heard the fat man urging me on top. I had to continue to move upwards because I was too nervous and my feet were shaking a little. I wanted to end this situation early, three steps and two steps, and finally climb to the top.

Fat people can say that there are countless corpses, but after seeing this body, they also showed a very uncomfortable expression. After all, when you hang the body with the rope, there is still two or three punches away. Now it ’s like jumping stickers Like face dance, it must feel uncomfortable.

I dared to say to him: "You fix this to the top of the treasure, and then immediately come down, we detonate below, if the organs inside can still function, there should be no problem."

The fat man looked at Baoding and said, "How about you bluff me? How can I fix it? Do you want Lao Tzu to learn ***?"

As soon as I looked up, there was nothing to hang on the top of the Baoding. If you want to exert the full force of the explosion, you must keep the whole body close to the Baoding. This is indeed a problem.

I thought about it and said, "It's impossible, just tie it down on this pillar. Hurry up, time is coming."

The fat man took the body carefully, swung it, and asked me, "Hey, it's weird, why does this body have a tail?"