I squatted in front of the stone slab and found that there was a crack around the edge of the stone slab, and there was a white substance in the crack.
I took out the dagger from my backpack and scraped it.
The white stuff was scraped up like plasticine and was still very wet.
I held the dagger under my nose and smelled it.
It was colorless and odorless.
It seemed to be the same as the white plaster mud I had seen in ancient tombs.
If this is the case, then the white plaster mud is used to seal the hole and has the purpose of sealing the hole.
If this is the case, then there is a sealed secret room below, and perhaps there is no air below.
From this point of view, the possibility of an ancient tomb is also very high.
But why is there an ancient tomb under the temple?
But it may not be an ancient tomb, but a cave where the succubus is rumored to be.
Recalling the screws under the Buddha statue just now, this must have been reinforced by modern people.
If it was reinforced by modern people, then someone must have known about this entrance.
This group of people is most likely the Lama Gate of Ramoche Temple.
So since there is this entrance, have they ever gone down to see what is underneath?
Do they know?
I thought about it and finally came here.
This Ramoche Temple is about three kilometers away from the Potala Palace.
There is a snow monkey under the Potala Palace, so is there such a thing under the Ramoche Temple?
I thought, I'm just waiting here all day.
I might as well go down and have a look.
The addiction to going to the tomb has come back again.
I took a dagger and scraped up all the white plaster around it.
A gap of about two to three millimeters appeared between the stone slabs, which was just big enough for the dagger to be inserted.
After the dagger went in, I pried it up gently, and the whole stone slab was lifted up.
There was actually a layer of sealing soil under the stone slab.
This layer of sealing soil contained fine sand and black charcoal, which were ground into granular shapes and covered with noodle.
I swept away the fine sand and charcoal with my hands, and there were green bricks underneath.
I took a breath of air, and there was no doubt that it was sealed.
There was a layer of soil between the blue bricks.
I took the dagger and dug out the hard soil layer by bit.
When the dagger went down, the stars flew, and then with a bang, I dug through. .
As soon as the dagger was pulled out, it made a hissing sound.
I was startled and took a step back.
I stared intently at the gap, carefully identified and listened, and was momentarily confused.
Damn it, got into trouble.
I took a breath of air.
There was a completely sealed vacuum environment below.
At this moment, I had dug such a hole, and air had entered it.
If there were any underworld artifacts inside, especially those silks, calligraphy and paintings, etc., I'm afraid Already oxidized.
However, this is a Tibetan area, so there should be very few calligraphy and paintings, and not much silk, but animal fur or cotton and linen clothes like the ones worn by lamas are more likely.
I couldn't care so much now, so I dug out the green bricks that sealed the entrance one by one, and finally exposed the entire entrance.
The size of the entire entrance is neither large nor very small.
It should be about one and a half meters long and wide.
After taking out the blue bricks, there is a row of steps going down.
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The steps are also paved with green bricks.
I closed my eyes and looked outside.
It seemed that the lamas would not disturb me all day long.
I could take the opportunity to go down and have a look.
There is certainly not enough oxygen down there at the moment, but I feel relieved that there is peach blossom holy water in my body that can purify it.
I smoked two cigarettes and ventilated for fifteen minutes before getting ready to go down.
I turned on the flashlight and walked down carefully.
There were less than thirty steps, and the depth was less than five meters.
It was really shallow.
After that, I took a flashlight and looked at it, and I was completely stunned.
This is a basement of less than 100 square meters, and the surrounding walls are full of murals.
What stunned me was that I could actually understand the contents of these murals.
There are actually Chinese characters written on it, although they are traditional Chinese characters.
It's just that originally these were all colorful paint paintings, but now these paints are oxidizing and changing little by little, and I feel an inexplicable heartache.
It's over, it's really over.
A huge reason why the country did not dare to excavate the tomb of Qin Shihuang was because when the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang were discovered, experts entered the pit and found that the newly unearthed Terracotta Warriors were colorful.
Not only were their clothes bright and colorful, but their facial expressions and skin tone were also rich.
It's also very close to a human being, even the eyebrows, eyelashes, and the black kernels in the eyes are drawn, it's very realistic anyway.
But in just fifteen seconds, the paint on the terracotta warriors and horses instantly oxidized and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into soil and dust.
This is the reason why the terracotta warriors and horses on display are all gray in color.
If the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is rashly excavated, it will cause catastrophic damage to this world monument and it will be impossible to save it, just like these murals in front of me.
It’s over, it’s completely over, my heart is bleeding again.
Many tomb robbers are like me.
They are distressed to see these murals destroyed, but they are helpless because these things cannot be taken away.
They have just been kept in dust for hundreds of thousands of years.
But now they are destroyed because they opened the tomb chamber.
It feels so distressing.
It's very uncomfortable.
I took a deep breath and stopped looking at those murals.
I would wait until they were completely oxidized before looking at them.
Although the colors were oxidized and faded, the stone fonts and the shapes of the figures would not be damaged.
There were many pots and cauldrons around the secret room.
I walked to the nearest side and looked down.
I immediately saw unfinished wood and half-burned charcoal.
This is a great way to prevent theft.
Before sealing the hole, first light the wood in the pot, and then seal the hole.
In this way, the wood will burn out the oxygen in the chamber and leave it in a vacuum state.
In addition, when the wood is completely burned, carbon dioxide is released.
If the wood is not fully burned and there is insufficient oxygen, the wood will be extinguished due to lack of oxygen, but there will still be sparks, and the ones slowly floating out are carbon monoxide.
This carbon oxide is highly toxic, and burning charcoal to commit suicide is based on this principle.
Once a tomb robber comes in and stays here for too long, one is due to lack of oxygen, and the other is due to carbon monoxide poisoning, and he will most likely be killed here.
I took a flashlight and shined it into the innermost part of the secret room.
There was a sarcophagus inside.
I looked at the sarcophagus in surprise.
There was a turtle dragging a stone tablet in front of the sarcophagus.
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Damn, isn't this the same as the one we found in Wucun?
It's just that this turtle is carved in stone, so it should be called Bixi.
When I took a closer look, there was not a single word on the stone tablet.
"Monument without Words" I was stunned, how could there be such a monument without words here: