Daomu Biji

"Blood?"

"Yes, it's definitely blood. Someone poured a large amount of blood on the iron plate, and more than once, the blood dried in one layer and was poured in another layer. I don't know how many times it took to get it so thick." I said, looking at the lines on the iron plate, I instantly realized what was going on, "Look at these groove lines, I have seen similar things before, these are blood-drawing grooves, this is not an ordinary iron plate, this It’s a sacrificial plate.”

In order to verify my theory, I immediately took out my kettle and started watering the iron plate. I poured water very carefully. Under the light, the color of the water was a bit like some mysterious liquid in ancient times, sparkling. The lines on the yellow light expanded rapidly.

Seeing the way the water flows, I am almost certain that these lines are designed. The way the water flows on the lines has a strangely harmonious beauty.

The water seemed to be alive, forming a wonderful pattern on the iron plate, and then flowed down the side of the iron plate along the lines around it. Strangely, after passing through the side, they did not drip to the ground, but flowed along the side to the bottom of the iron plate, and continued to flow along the pattern on the bottom, converging toward the axis.

This is because of water tension. There are more impurities in the blood and the tension is greater. The red blood should flow more beautifully against the bottom of the iron plate.

"This is how this thing is used." Xiaohua has seen the world, so she is not surprised. "Do we have to cause so much blood?"

I didn't know this. I touched the iron plate and the wet blood began to melt. It felt relatively fresh. It might have been spilled when Lao Jiumen came in.

Tomb robbers don't know the big rules like blood sacrifices, and in a place like this, although it's not an ancient tomb, it's still unlucky to bring blood. If Lao Jiumen had been wet with this iron plate when he entered here, Blood, there must be other reasons. I have no clue now, maybe I just have to give it a try.

I thought that maybe there was some mechanism under this iron plate that could be activated by blood.

This is not difficult to deconstruct. This mechanism may use the viscosity of blood to use blood as a medium on these lines. I believe that ancient technology can completely achieve this. As long as the pattern is cleverly designed, the flow rate of water or other liquids can be completely different.

I was about to hang Xiaohua out and ask him to ask the people below to get some blood, but Xiaohua touched the melted blood and suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, tell me, what kind of blood is this?"

"What blood?"

"It would be easy to deal with pig blood and dog blood, but it would be difficult to deal with human blood. And looking at the amount of blood, it can't be solved by one or two buckets.

Getting so much blood inside was a big project. "

When I thought about it, yes, it would be troublesome if it were human blood. However, Laojiu Sect is not so perverted, and I don't believe that ancient mechanisms can distinguish such subtle differences in blood types.

Neither Xiaohua nor I are full of blood. If we want human blood, it would be good if the two of us could make a cup together. I thought about it and said that pig blood is almost the same as human blood. Let’s try some pig blood first?

Xiaohua shook her head: "It's too troublesome." After thinking about it, she said, "Just bring a pig up."

Bringing a pig up sounds like a good idea. First of all, there is so much hair out there, and buckets of blood are coming up, irritating those black hairs. I really don’t know what will happen. It’s easier to transport pigs. . Secondly, pigs are living creatures, which can ensure that the blood will not coagulate. However, if you think about the scene carefully, hanging a pig on such a high cliff is simply an act of art.

As soon as the news came out, the people below were immediately stunned. After contacting and confirming several times, there was a silence on the intercom. It was obvious that they had no idea what we were doing. Xiaohua asked him to do it immediately, and then said to try it. It wasn't until the next day that we heard a pig squealing over the intercom and knew we had it.

It is normal to have pigs in the countryside, but it is very troublesome to subdue the pigs and transport them to the mountains, and it is also difficult for these guys.

Xiaohua and I spent a lot of effort to hoist the pig up. When we hoisted it to the entrance of the cave, we saw that it was a meat pig. It was so frightened that it couldn't even struggle.

The two men untied the pig and stuffed it into the hole. They smelled an unbearable stench. The feces on the pig had not been washed away, and the old stench was unbearable. Because we were delayed for a day, we were all impatient and didn't care so much. We tied the hands and feet of the pigs and hung them on the ropes, and transported them in as cargo.

Returning to the cave again, we made preparations first. We used a shovel to shovel away the blood and dirt accumulated on the iron plate, revealing the original appearance of the iron plate, making the lines on it clearer.

After checking everything, I found that all the patterns on the iron plate should be in the shape of a flower, and I found that some parts of the iron plate had obvious signs of being repaired. The whole iron plate was very old. , but in those repaired areas, the bumps and rust spots on the iron sheet are still relatively new. Apparently, someone had carried out a repair work on this iron plate at some relatively recent time.

Xiaohua looked at the top of the iron plate, and we found that there was a stone hook on the top of the cave, as thick as a forearm. It looked like it was knocked out to hang something. So two people threaded a rope through a stone hook and hung the pig upside down.

The pig seemed to have just begun to slow down, and began to struggle and scream non-stop. It was so harsh that the thin rope was stretched like a string, and I was afraid it would break.

Because the ceiling of the cave itself is not high, the pig is hung there, and the pig's head is very close to the iron plate, so it can be bled directly. Xiaohua looked at me, took out his dagger and gave it to me, saying, "Come on?"

I was stunned for a moment and then said, "I have never killed a pig."

He winked at me and smiled: "You haven't killed me, have I? This knife is very sharp, just wipe it on the neck."

I said angrily: "Then why don't you go?"

"I can't bring myself to do it," he said. "Not everyone can kill an animal that is similar in size to me with a knife."

"Holy crap, do I look like a capable person? Do I look like a butcher?" I cursed. But Xiaohua looked at me without any doubt, with a look that said he would never go.

I took the dagger and looked at the pig. I really didn't think about killing pigs before. Xiaohua was from the mixed world. I thought killing pigs was not a problem. Why was it my turn too?

The pig was squealing like a butcher, which was irritating. After a few gestures, I collapsed a little. I felt that I would definitely not be able to do this, so I said, "Why don't your men hang up the pig butcher too?"

"The locals in the cave here say there are ghosts. This is impossible. They will never dare to come up."

Xiao Hua said, "Why are you so successful?"

"You have no right to criticize me." I looked at the pig and smiled bitterly, thinking that it would be nice if the fat man was here, but I don't know if he would kill his own kind.

After a moment of stalemate, neither of the two people wanted to be the so-called butchers, so they had to hang up the guy below again. Xiaohua’s guy was a ruthless guy, and he could usually be ranked among the top killers in Chengdu. Let’s talk about the situation. , but he also refused: "The blood vessels of pigs are very thick, and when you cut them, all the blood will spurt out, and it will be everywhere. You need to use a blood-letting tube to bleed." He found a wine bottle and drank it in a few sips. He took out the wine inside, pulled out his machete and chopped off the bottom of the bottle, then chopped the neck and mouth of the bottle into a sharp point, then went up and stabbed it into the pig's neck.

The pig wailed, and immediately blood flowed out of the mouth at the bottom of the bottle, and countless traces of blood began to crawl on the pattern of the iron plate.

I felt sick and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Most of the corpses I saw before were rotting and disgusting, but I had never felt such disgust. The process of killing made me tremble.

Five minutes later, the pig had stopped struggling and was extremely weak. The pig's blood followed those patterns and dyed the entire iron plate that we had cleaned black and red again. The process of the blood following those patterns and covering the entire iron plate should be It was very strange and beautiful, but I didn't take a closer look. What worried me a little was that the iron plate didn't change at all and was still spinning like that.

Xiaohua said that the purpose of this iron plate is to guide the blood to flow into the mechanism below. Although the iron plate is all covered with blood, it will take some time for it to flow to the part below the iron plate.

Sure enough, after another three or four minutes, the rotation of the iron plate suddenly changed a little. It seemed to get stuck a few times, and then stopped.

Xiaohua and I immediately took precautions on the edge in case any mechanism was activated, and then we heard a series of ancient dull sounds of iron chains rubbing against each other from under the iron plate. Then, this ancient sound began to sound in the cave. Appear within the four walls.

I was shocked, listening to the rushing sounds in the cave walls all around, and thought to myself, holy shit, are the four walls of this cave full of traps?

If this is the case, it means that this iron plate drives a large machine. A large machine will definitely not be that simple, and some very big changes will definitely happen. Because if you only need to drive something within a hundred kilograms, you don't need that much movement.

Just as he was about to remind everyone to pay attention, something unexpected happened immediately. On the cave walls in three directions, there were sudden movements in the caves where bamboo slips of ancient books were originally placed. All the bamboo slips were pushed out, and then, slowly, strange "things" "stretched out" from the bottom of the cave. ④Read on Tianshu Chinese website