Volume 2Chapter 42: Dilemma

When he said that, I immediately remembered something that happened a few weeks ago.

At that time We were on our way to the Lu Palace, and when we passed by the corpse cave, we caught a big corpse worm. On the worm’s tail was a bell like this, and inside was a big green centipede that moved and When the bell was rung, it would make a sound like a person whispering, like a ghost, as if it had mysterious powers. We were almost mesmerized by the sound, but fortunately, the oil-stove was smart and kicked us into the water with one kick, which woke us up.

Uncle San I saw this thing later and said that it was from before the Warring States period, but I don’t know which dynasty it was from. However, things were so urgent at the time that I didn’t pay much attention to it. The experience in the Lu Palace later was like a nightmare. It was good that I didn’t go crazy, so how could I remember these things?

However Now if I were to identify it, I wouldn’t be sure, because the corpse cave was lit by the same few miner’s lamps as now, and the bell was smashed by Pan Zi’s foot shortly after it was taken down.

If If this is really the kind of bell seen in the corpse cave, then if the fat man just touched it, it would be really terrible. At that time, one of them had already made us all lose control. There were at least forty of them here. As long as there was a small tremor, I really didn’t know what would happen.

Muyouping looked at me and said, “There must be something strange in the corpse cave. The corpse ground was originally a huge tomb, but I don’t know how it is related to Wang Zanghai.”

The fat man He heard us talk about this and knew the origin of the bell. He wondered, “Did you see it wrong? How could something from the Warring States period appear here again? This is a bit too coincidental. Could it be that Wang Zanghai is also a tomb robber?”

When he said this, both Mian Youping and I were stunned.

“In that case, it is possible.” Mian You said, “No one knows what he did in his early years, and he is also very good at geomancy. If he is a tomb raider, he should be able to do it with ease. However, I remember that his family is relatively prominent. Several generations of his family have been geomancy masters, and they have never lacked for food and clothing, so they would never do such a lowly job.”

Muyou When talking about being lowly, the bottle didn’t change its expression, as if it didn’t realize that it had also scolded us. I said, “I don’t think that’s possible. A grave robber would definitely leave a sign in his own tomb so that future generations would avoid it when they came in. Have you seen anything like this here?”

The bottle shook its head. “I also noticed it just now, and there really isn’t a sign.”

He is He is very knowledgeable in this area. He said no, and I knew that it must be true. He said, “Then how can you explain that there is such a thing here? Could it be that he himself likes antiques and took his beloved collection to be buried with him?”

“We haven’t seen any other antiques along the way, and what you said is also not right. I think it may be another situation.” The fat man seemed to have thought of something and looked pleased. “In fact, in addition to the tomb robbers, there is another kind of people who often encounter ancient tombs. Do you know what it is?”

I listened I immediately realized: “You mean, he dug up these things on the construction site when he was doing construction work?”

The fat man nodded: “This person can be said to be the biggest contractor at the time, and it is very likely that he would encounter this situation. As long as he goes back and checks the data, he will be able to know whether he had been to Guazi Temple in Shandong at that time.”

The fat man’s The fat man’s explanation was reasonable, and I couldn’t help but admire him a little. However, I definitely couldn’t touch this thing. I guessed that maybe Ning touched the coral tree, and so many bells rang together, causing her to become mentally ill. I just didn’t know what kind of images these bells produced in her brain, and they would have such a powerful effect.

Originally people are easily susceptible to suggestion, and now we are in such an ancient tomb, the atmosphere is mysterious, and if your nerves are a little fragile, you will go crazy. I think that even the loss of memory of the suffocating oil bottle may be caused by these things, because I found that the lanyards of these bells are copper wire is precisely tied to the coral tree. The coral itself has hollows inside, which makes it an excellent sound conductor. This thing, when placed here, is like a musical instrument, and it can produce a thousand different sounds. It is hard to guarantee that there is one sound inside that can make people forget everything.

However My thoughts are a bit too wild and I’m embarrassed to say them. The three of us stood there for a moment, and then the fat guy said, “It seems that there’s not much to this cave, and the mystery is still in these bells.

I don’t see any ghosts or monsters in this cave, and I’m a lot more relaxed. It doesn’t matter if we leave now, but looking at the watch, the time for low tide is almost up.

I thought to myself as I walked I thought to myself as I walked, and I had two questions in my mind. The first was that when Mung Oil Bottle entered this cave twenty years ago, he was led in by Uncle San. Where are the people who fainted with him now? Did Uncle San take them out?

The second was that when Mung Oil Bottle entered the cave, he smelled a very peculiar fragrance, but now it was gone. Could this mean that twenty years ago, there might have been something else in the cave?

These answers can only be found when we find Uncle San.

And Uncle San Uncle is gone again. I don’t know when I’ll find him. Maybe he’ll never show up again. These questions will become eternal mysteries.

If what the fat guy said is true, and Uncle was possessed by the spirits in the tomb, then where would he go? When he saw the photo of the oil bottle, he said, “I understand.” What did he understand?

I thought to myself that there was still something missing from the whole thing. If I could just get a little more clues, I could connect all the dots. And my intuition tells me that this thing should be related to the Lu Palace.

I thought, the four of them had already walked out of the short hole, and the fat man put Ah Ning on the ground and said, “It should be about time now. We should start working.”

I thought that the escape was still the top priority, so I calmed down and started to explain things. Because I had never really opened the top of the Ming Tomb, I didn’t have much confidence in my heart, so I could only take things one step at a time.

After saying After that, the three of them followed the plan. The fat guy had been holding back his strength for a long time, and he picked up his tools and started chiseling away at a pillar. But he underestimated the quality of the golden phoebe wood, and after a few blows, he was already out of breath, but he had only chipped away a little bit of the pillar.

He looked at it and said, “Xiao Wu, this pillar is too strong. If we do it this way, we won’t be able to build the ladder in a week.”

I said said, “Don’t worry, as long as you cut off the outermost layer, the inside will be easy to deal with.”

The fat man was skeptical, and it took him a dozen tries with all his might to make any progress. After a few tries, the fat man had already opened up the outer layer of iron-like wood and dug out a space that could accommodate a foot.

Now now know that the hole is a dead end. When the sea water comes in, it can only leak through the brick cracks. I don’t need to worry about creating a vortex, so I picked up my tools and went to help the fat guy. I only smashed it twice before I realized that this job really had to be done by him. Not only was he strong, but he also had good endurance. After all this tossing and turning, I saw that he was full of energy and didn’t show any signs of fatigue. I was a little bit next to him, and at the same time, I was already so tired that I could barely lift my hands.

We After three hours of hard work, we finally managed to make a foothold in the hole in the pillar. It was easy to make a foothold at the bottom, but it was difficult to reach the top. We had to climb up on top of the foothold we had already made, and it was hard to use our strength when we were suspended in mid-air. In the end, we only managed to make a shallow footprint that could fit one front paw, but we still managed to complete the task.

We We took off our pants and shirts, because they were all diving clothes and very elastic, so we cut them into strips and tied them together to make a rope. We made a noose like a Mexican tree climber and wrapped it around the pillar. The three of us went in three directions, stretched the rope taut, and climbed up.

This I don’t know how I got up this way. Every time I go up a little, it’s like dying. The fat guy is so tired that he’s screaming, “What are you two doing following me? I’ll just go up and dig. Anyway, the water will come down, and you can float. Now this leather rope is almost cutting me into Dongpo pork. Xiao Wu, you’d better go down, or I won’t be able to hold on.”

I said said, “Do you think I want to go up? I didn’t see the actual situation and didn’t want you to die. I don’t know if there is a mezzanine above. If there is, you go down and the quicksand will bury the whole room.”

I That’s the truth. The quicksand layer in the tomb wall is the most common anti-tomb-raiding measure. As I said earlier, it is relatively effective. If you want to enter a large tomb with a quicksand layer, you have to open a sand well when digging the hole, and let the quicksand out. Sometimes it takes days and nights to empty one wall, which shows the amazing amount of quicksand. We don’t have the conditions now. If we really encounter this kind of tomb, we’ll have to think of another way. If if it is not quicksand, but strong acid or kerosene, then it is even worse.

The fat man had been digging for a long time and naturally knew that I was not lying. He waved his hand to indicate that we should climb.

We gritted our teeth and spent another half hour before reaching the top. After the fat man had stabilized, he was almost exhausted and held the pillar motionless, saying, “Damn it, if you toss me like this again, I’ll be back in place.”

I let let him catch his breath. I tapped the roof carefully, and the fat man signaled me not to stop, pressing his finger to the top and feeling it. He said, “It’s solid.”

The fat man listened, and he really didn’t dare to rest. Without saying a word, he began to chip away at the white plaster on the roof. He didn’t dare to use too much strength, because after all, the rope wasn’t strong, and if it broke, everyone would fall and be seriously injured.

We We all held out our hands and put them on his shoulders, in case the rope broke, we could pull him up, so that he wouldn’t fall straight from a height of ten meters. But he was sweating so much that if he really fell, he wouldn’t be able to catch hold of anything.

The white plaster was very brittle, and after he had chipped away a bit, a large piece came off, revealing the green bricks underneath. The fat man looked at it for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, “No good!” He hurriedly told me to feel it, so I reached over and touched it, and was dumbfounded.

Between these bricks were actually filled with iron mortar.