When I first entered the tomb passage, I was a little panicked.
I suddenly remembered that the green-haired rice dumplings couldn't bend their knees, so I didn't worry about them chasing me.
After walking for a while, we stopped and rested for a while.
The four of us looked at each other, nodded, and agreed to continue moving forward.
I took out the last cigarette from my pocket, flattened the cigarette case and threw it out, then lit the cigarette and blew out a long puff of smoke.
"What's going on, Mr.
Lin, keep going?"
Wang Jianggan asked me.
I glanced at Gu Xinlie, whose breathing was gradually calming down, nodded, and the four of them continued to move forward.
At first, I was afraid that there would be mechanisms in the tomb passage.
Because the tomb passage was very narrow, only big enough for one person to pass through, I walked a little cautiously.
It wasn't until I walked a few dozen meters and saw nothing happened that I gradually let go of my worries.
The tomb passage is surrounded by white jade, which looks extremely noble.
The top is arch-shaped, and there are exquisite and bright murals on both sides.
It looks like the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang.
The most frequent items on the mural were gold and slaves, which almost occupied most of the wall.
Gold ingots, necklaces, and ornaments were all of different sizes.
Some slaves were even beaten to death by gold.
All in all, the murals are extremely weird.
From here we can see how ruthless the Song and Qing Dynasties were in building the tomb.
Merchants regard jade and gold as their livelihood.
I guess this is also a kind of show off or record of Song Qing Dynasty, but it always seems a bit weird.
Because the tomb is closed and the air does not circulate, the colors of the murals are very bright, just like when they were just painted, without any peeling off.
This also allows me to distinguish many things that cannot be distinguished after the murals peel off.
I thought that there might be some secrets hidden in this mural.
If something about the silk language was recorded, it would be convenient to know it in advance, so I carefully observed the murals on both sides.
The further back I looked, the more frightened I became.
This mural depicts the entire process of building the tomb, and some of the details and processes made me feel a little shocking.
It’s also thanks to the relatively well-preserved murals.
Otherwise, we would be destined to never see some things in our lifetime.
What makes me feel a little strange is that there are no less than a hundred figures depicted on the murals on both sides, but there are no Song and Qing figures.
They are all slaves and overseers.
As I continued to look at them, I suddenly discovered that, Some of the murals appear to depict a sacrifice.
A group of tied slaves held their heads high, with wounds all over their bodies, struggling in pain, but their eyes were fixed on the sky.
A mountain peak shrouded in purple mist can be seen in the extreme distance.
There are people standing on the mountain peak, but it is extremely blurry, and a group of slaves are walking in that direction carrying a pile of gold.
Some slaves had their stomachs cut open, and the overseer was putting pieces of gold into their bodies.
No matter how the slaves wailed, they remained unmoved, with extremely ferocious expressions.
And just above the large execution ground where these slaves were, squatted an eye-catching white-fronted tiger.
This tiger had three eyes, and each eye was pitch black.
It did not look sacred, but had a A weird feeling.
I don't understand this mural quite yet.
It seems that the purpose of this gold is to worship the immortals.
But Song Qing had no reason to mistreat these slaves like this, and the three-eyed white tiger felt even more clueless.
I walked and looked at it, and didn't stop until I saw the last mural.
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This mural was a palace.
In appearance, it looked very similar to Juxian Palace and Taiji Palace.
Right at the main entrance of the palace, there was a A scarlet coffin "Mr.
Lin, you know a lot.
According to you, what are the things painted on this mural?
I can't see it at all, and I'm a little confused."
Wang Jiangqian said behind me.
"I don't quite understand.
The things on this mural are a bit obscure.
It seems to be more than just a sacrifice or an offering.
All in all, it looks a bit shocking.
As for what the secret is, I really haven't discovered it yet."
I shook my head and said. .
The things on this mural are indeed difficult to understand.
According to my guess, it is a group of slaves transporting gold to the foot of the mountain shrouded in purple mist.
The three-eyed white tiger is the person who guards this group of slaves.
As for the vermilion coffin and the gold Luan Hall seems to be the palace of Song and Qing Dynasties.
Maybe my imagination is limited, so I can only guess here.
Hua Baozi scratched his head and said: "I, Lao Cui, am just a rough guy.
I really can't see anything in the world.
This thing is too weird to see.
You gang of Wangpai, you are so polite in everything you do." , According to my temper, I just pick out the valuable ones, and burn them if they are not valuable, so as not to worry. " Gu Xinlie smiled and ignored the leopard, but said to me: "The vermilion coffin appeared once in the picture of the old man delivering the coffin, and the purple mist-shrouded mountain peak also appeared once on the screen. , this is definitely not accidental, have you thought of anything?"
I pursed my lips and shook my head and said, "It's difficult.
I've been guessing about this vermilion coffin from the beginning, but I don't have any clue.
As for the purple mist-shrouded mountain peak, it should be a fairy mountain, but now I'm a little confused. , there may be another theory, whether this mountain peak was imagined by Song Qing or it actually existed.
All this is attributed to the book Silk Language.
I think Song Qing should have changed so much after getting this book.
As for the gold, I didn’t know that the ancient book said that immortals prefer gold.
It is said in many ancient books that immortals are not worshiped by humans and do not covet yellow and white things, which is a bit strange. " Wang Jianggan clicked his tongue, stretched out his thumb at me and said with a smile: "Master Lin, at your level, you would have been a strategist in ancient times.
Zhuge Liang has some kind of verbal war or something.
Hey, what are you doing?"
If I lose money in the antique business, I’ll be sorry for your words.”
I rolled my eyes at him and didn't argue with him.
I just smiled and said, "That's called talking to the scholars.
I'm just guessing.
No matter how good-mouthed I am, it's useless if I don't have any skills."
If you don’t flip the rice dumplings, you can’t defeat the ruffian.”
I shook my head and continued to study the mural.
I couldn't help but think of the picture of the old man delivering the coffin on the screen of Tai Chi Hall, and the mountain peaks shrouded in purple mist.
Could it be that Song Qingzhen learned about it?
A doubt suddenly arose in my mind about the location of the immortal, and I couldn't help but become curious about the secrets in the tomb again.
I turned around and said to the three of them: "I really can't see any clues about this mural.
I guess even if I study it for ten days and a half, I can't figure out anything.
Let's continue moving forward as soon as possible."
Now, we have no food and no water.
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If we don’t speed up the process, we will probably end up in this tomb.”
Gu Xinlie nodded and said nothing.
He, Hua Baozi and Wang Jianggan are all experienced coffin touchers.
I don't need to remind you of this.
According to normal circumstances, we should have withdrawn from this tomb since Wang Jiangqian was injured.
However, for the sake of Gu Xinlie's life experience, we had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up.
I smiled and took the lead and walked forward.
This time, I did everything I could do.
From a conscience point of view, I am not ashamed of myself or Gu Xinlie, but I still have a thought in my heart, that is, if we fail this time, or between us Someone dies, what should I do?
Logically speaking, this tomb passage should not be too long.
However, after walking for a while, I suddenly found that the tomb passage in front of us was blocked by a huge boulder.
I felt a little embarrassed.
Could it be that what was drawn on the bamboo map was real?
What I was thinking was actually just a stupid reverse thinking.
Wang Jiangqian looked at me, and then said: "Young Master Gu, just blow it up.
I guess there must be a hidden weapon behind this."
As soon as I heard what Wang Jianggan said, I slapped him directly on the neck, rolled my eyes and said, "In addition to being a bright weapon, you are thinking about a girl.
I am really worried.
Can we read more books?"
I ignored Wang Jiangqian who was stroking his nose and giggling.
I walked to the stone and touched it up and down.
According to my idea, this should be a mechanism.
If this is really a dead end, we must really force it.
I went back with my scalp intact.
However, if I guessed correctly, there should be a secret passage here, and this stone is just a cover-up.
I fumbled around for a while, and suddenly I found that there was a loose spot on the side of the stone.
I was overjoyed, and quickly pressed it down hard.
Then I heard a rumbling sound, and the ground under the huge stone actually sunk.
A huge boulder also sank into the ground, and a secret passage appeared in front of us.
The four of us hurriedly walked forward.
After walking for less than three minutes, we finally arrived at a Hades Hall.
Because we didn’t know whether this place was the main underworld palace where Song Qing’s coffins were placed, the four of us quickly looked around using miner’s lamps, looking extremely carefully.
The walls in this Hades Hall are all made of the white jade from the previous tomb passage.
The floor is paved with bluestone slabs.
There are some pottery, woodware, ironware, bronzeware, silk fabrics and gold products piled on the ground around it.
What strikes me as most miraculous is that there is a large lamp holder hanging above the Hades Palace, with twelve red candles as tall as a person on it.
However, this is not good news for us.
We finally found a serious Hades Palace, which confirmed that my guess was correct, but what made us more annoyed was that we did not find Song Qing's coffin.
The antiquities in this Hades Palace are relatively well preserved.
Pottery, woodware, ironware, copperware, silk fabrics, and gold products are all relatively well preserved.
This place seems to be where some slave corpses were piled, and they can be seen everywhere in the corners of the ground.
Some broken skulls and some skeletons, as well as some badly worn weapons.
In the middle of the Hades Palace stands a golden throne.
This golden throne is different from the golden throne in Juxian Palace.
This throne looks more gorgeous, golden in color, with a blue orb the size of a human head inlaid on the top. , the backrest is hollow and carved with some flowers, birds, fish, insects and bees and butterflies, which is particularly eye-catching
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