Daomu Biji

Genting Tiangong Chapter 36 Mark

I squatted down and tried to identify these strange foreign symbols again, but to no avail. The lines were too messy. Although I could tell that they were the same words as what we just saw at the entrance of the square hole, but which words were they? It is composed of two letters and cannot be disassembled. I even doubt whether this is English.

The fat man was also very curious: "Are you sure this wasn't left by your third master?"

Pan Zi nodded, expressing absolute certainty, "The third master is not so fancy. If he wants to leave a mark, he usually just knocks out a kanji. This is definitely not what the third master left. I think it is better to be careful. The marks are not necessarily all in use." Come to lead the way."

I understand what he means. If this mark is not a guide, it may be a dangerous warning.

However, nothing dangerous happened after I saw the symbol in the undersea tomb, and there are only two corridors. Either I take this one or that one. I am not sure about either one. It will be the same no matter which one I choose. At this time, I seem to be hesitant. It doesn't make any sense.

The fat man took the lead, and I followed him into the corridor.

It was very wide inside, enough to allow two Jiefang trucks to drive side by side. As soon as the fat man entered, he said that this was a mule track, which was the track used by mule carts during construction. This was indeed possible, because I had never seen such a wide track. In the tomb passage, you can still vaguely see the traces of the ruts from that time on the ground, but strangely, it is very cold inside the passage. The temperature has dropped by unknown degrees, and there is a cold wind blowing from the inside. It seems to be leading to the outside. We all know that No matter what ancient tomb is, it is very important to seal it. Where did this wind come from?

"This is running wind." Pan Zi was affected by the atmosphere and lowered his voice and said to me: "Our ancestors said this is called ghost gasping. This kind of thing often happens in big tombs, but it is not dangerous."

"Is there an explanation? How did it happen?" I asked.

Pan Zi shook his head, "Most of the stories passed down are just theories, and no one has ever studied them, and it's best not to study this matter."

I thought it was true. In that era, tomb robbing was all about food and clothing. As long as you knew whether it was dangerous or not, I really had no time to care about how all kinds of strange phenomena occurred.

The first section of the corridor was relatively flat, but later on it began to collapse and the ground cracked. Many black stone slabs were lifted from the ground, causing the ground to rise and fall. This was natural damage caused by crustal movement. Both sides of the corridor There are reinforced arch beams at regular intervals, with single-dragon columns carved on them. Many of them are cracked. I think without this reinforcement measure, this corridor would have collapsed long ago.

There was no words along the way. The few people walked quietly for seventy or eighty meters. The fat man suddenly stopped and said from the front: "Door?"

We all stopped and shined our flashlights ahead. At the end of the corridor, we saw a black stone tomb door. The cornices and tiles on the door were carved with patterns of cloud dragons, grass dragons and two lions playing with balls. The door scroll looked like It was made of metal, with a sheep carved on the left door and another unknown object carved on the right door. When I got closer, I saw that the stone door was tightly closed, and the cracks and bolts were sealed with copper paste. But on the door on the left, there was a hole as big as a washbasin in the belly of the sheep. , the cold wind blows from here.

"This is not a door." I pushed. "If it cannot be opened, it is not a door. This is a sealing stone. It is built with large black stones, and then sealed with copper water and frozen into a whole to make a door. It looks like the fat man is right, this corridor is a mule path, and it was built so wide to make it easier for mules to drag these stones."

The fat man knelt down and looked at the hole in the tomb door: "There is a sealing stone in the tomb passage.

It seems that this tomb passage should be very important. It can lead to the center of the underground palace. The path is correct. The mark seems to really guide us. Moreover, the holes have been opened and they have already entered. "As he spoke, he put his head half way in, put his flashlight in, and looked at the situation inside.

We asked him how it was and what was in it?

He said: "It is still the tomb passage, and there is a sealing stone inside. It seems that Emperor Wannu has lacked a sense of security since he was a child."

I said: "Bullshit, your door still has three insurances, and the sealing stone must be at least three pieces, three thousand worlds, do you understand?"

The fat man didn't hear what I said. He put the flashlight inside, shrunk and ran into the hole in the door, reaching the opposite side of Feng Shi. I heard him stutter and say to himself, "Fuck, it's so cold."

Pan Zi handed him the gun and climbed in after him. I followed, and Shunzi climbed in behind. As expected, there was still a tomb passage behind, and the temperature was lower than on the other side. People immediately felt hairy all over their bodies. It feels tight. There is still a sealing stone in front, but this one is relatively simple and there is no cornice outside. A hole was also blown into the sealing stone, which was bigger than the one just now.

We didn't stop and continued to climb over. It was still the same at the back, the tomb passage continued, and there was a sealing stone in front of us, with holes on it.

"Holy shit, it's not over yet," the fat man muttered.

I said: "This is normal. The general sealing stones weigh seven or eight tons. Longer tomb passages will have six or seven layers of sealing stones. These are considered good and may only be half as thick. Our ancestors did not have explosives. For this kind of There is nothing we can do about the ancient tombs that are sealed with stone walls."

While we were talking, we passed through the last sealing stone, and a crossroad appeared in front of us. Another tomb passage that was perpendicular to the corridor we were in passed through us, and this intersecting tomb passage was wider than the corridor we were in. It is half as wide and much taller.

We walked to the center of the intersection one after another, and found that this tomb passage was not the black one just now, but a bright red, with a large number of bright murals on it, almost connected into one, covering the place where the flashlight could not reach, even the tomb passage. The top is also full of colorful murals.

I exclaimed in admiration, "This must be the main tomb passage, the straight passage leading directly to the coffin hall, the central axis of the entire underground palace, otherwise it would not be so gorgeously decorated."

"Stop lamenting. Are we thieves? It's still an old problem. Where are we going?" The fat man asked. "Look quickly. Are there any guiding signs nearby?"

After passing through narrow tunnels several times, we have already lost our sense of direction. To distinguish which end of this main tomb passage leads to the center of the underground palace and which end leads to the main tomb door, we can only remind people in front of us. Just toss a coin and guess.

Our flashlight flashlights were drawn back and forth in the tomb passage, looking for that kind of symbol. The red murals emitted a light that made people feel very unsafe. The murals here were the ones we saw in the gaps in the hot springs before entering the mountain. That style, which is all about fairy chariots and ladies in Tengyun, does not seem to have any special significance. Of course, if archaeologists are asked to say it, they can still tell some stories, but in our opinion, murals without narrative nature are It's purely decorative, we don't understand the symbolism.

After searching for a while, Pan Zi on the side suddenly said "hmm" and called us over.

We moved closer, and sure enough we found another symbol, carved into the corner of the tomb passage on one side.

"It saves the damn trouble, we met Comrade Lei Feng, the living person in the fighting world." Fatty said. "We just go along the way."

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