In the moment before I pulled the trigger, my mind went blank.
Just hearing a "bang", I leaned back, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It didn't hurt at all.
Then I felt something was wrong again.
Behind me was a blind spot formed by two walls.
There was no extra space for me to fall.
But by the time I reacted, it was already too late.
I felt a pain in my back and I didn’t know what I hit.
I closed my eyes and fell down.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that the surroundings were completely dark, and I didn't know where the gun had fallen.
I took out the lighter and struck it several times before lighting it up.
As soon as the fire lit up, I saw an old wrinkled face in front of my eyes.
I was so frightened that I quickly put down the lighter.
I couldn't figure out what happened.
I only remembered that a second ago I was waiting to die in a tomb filled with venom.
"You're lucky enough to meet me, cough, cough, cough."
The voice sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't remember who it was.
At this time, a cold light shone in the darkness, and I saw an old man leaning in the corner, waving to me feebly.
I took a closer look and found that it was Master Yu who had been missing for a long time.
He was covered in blood, and several blood bubbles came out of his mouth as he spoke.
Only then did I realize that he had saved me just now.
I quickly helped him sit up and took out a kettle from his bag.
Master Yu is much more haggard than he was two days ago, and his originally strong body is shriveled into shape.
I don't know what kind of treatment he has received in the past two days, but looking at the current situation, I'm afraid he won't live long.
At that moment, I had many questions in my mind, and I wanted to ask them all at once, but he didn't give me this chance.
The old man squeezed my hand tightly and leaned towards me with all his strength.
His expression was surprisingly ferocious, and he was so thin that only a piece of skin was left wrapped around his frame.
His eyes stared at me without blinking and said: "Destroy it, you must destroy it, don't let them find it, you swear, you” I couldn't understand what happened for a moment.
Master Yu went down to the empress's grave with us.
He had already disappeared when we were inspecting the burial pit.
We also speculated that he had betrayed the revolution and went hunting for wild food on his own.
But now I met this long-lost old man in Tomb No. 2.
I didn’t know what to say.
The old man was extremely agitated right now and might get angry at any time.
I didn't dare to irritate him, so I repeatedly promised him to destroy whatever he found.
As for who the "it" and "they" he refers to are, I have no clue.
The old man kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but before taking his last breath, he closed his eyes and left.
I was startled, sniffed and found that he had just fainted.
I found my flashlight and turned it on for a long time before I got some faint light.
Previously, in order to save electricity, I had been responsible for providing lighting for everyone.
Now this flashlight can no longer support it due to long hours of working.
I looked around and found that this was a very exquisitely designed darkroom.
There is a flap door on the wall that can only be pushed open from the inside.
No wonder we couldn't find a way out just now after searching for so long.
I helped Master Yu sit aside and found that there were a lot of blood stains on the ground, mostly from when he walked over.
This makes it easier for me to find a way out, but I don't know where he hid from and whether he can successfully meet up with Shirey Yang and the others.
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I stood up and found that the darkroom was smaller than I thought.
It was only about three or four meters wide.
There was a narrow passage that could only be used by a single person to pass sideways.
There were blood stains on both sides of the passage.
Master Yu was probably Squeezed in from over there.
I checked Master Yu's canvas satchel again, and pulled out an object as big as my palm.
The object was wrapped in layers of linen, and for a while I couldn't tell what it was.
I glanced at Master Yu subconsciously and hesitated whether to open it and take a look.
Logically speaking, this is someone's personal property, and I really have no reason to peek at it, but what he said before was like his last words, and it seems that I would be sorry if I didn't investigate clearly.
I said to Master Yu who was lying aside: "How about this?
If you don't want me to see it, just groan.
If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence.
How about that?"
I held the linen bundle and waited beside him for a long time, but the old man never made a sound.
Of course I was not polite to him, and confidently opened the linen cloth layer by layer.
As the package became thinner, a familiar smell slowly floated out.
I knew in my heart that this was the unique smell of rotting corpses, and I couldn't help but stop what I was doing.
I don't know if the smell comes from the contents of the package, or if the linen itself comes from some strange place.
I put the flashlight aside, held the package with one hand, and slowly uncovered the last linen strip with the other hand.
My heartbeat became faster and faster with the movements of my hands.
Suddenly, the originally very weak light jumped and then went out completely.
In the dark, I felt a gust of cold wind caressing the back of my neck quickly.
I shivered and immediately reached for the lighter in my pocket.
This time I polished the lighter smoothly, but when I lowered my head, I saw a withered hand on my knee.
My heart skipped a beat.
When I looked carefully, I saw it was Master Yu.
He woke up at some point and grabbed it with one hand.
He was carrying something in a linen bag and was not letting me see it.
I said helplessly: "Master Yu, when you get up next time, remember to say it in advance so that you don't come out from behind and scare people to death."
He half-opened his eyes and said, "It wasn't me just now.
This thing can't be seen in the light.
Wrap it up quickly.
They will catch up when they smell it."
"Who are they" "Don't worry about this, cough cough cough."
Professor Yu snatched the linen cloth from my arms, turned around and carefully wrapped the thing in his palm, "Sometimes, knowing too much can be dangerous.
I am here for Hello.
I didn't expect you to find this place.
In this case, you should know about the things hidden in the empress's grave."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at me, as if to confirm my reaction.
I said, "The Japs came after you escaped, but now the situation is under control.
We are indeed here to find Ding.
If you know anything, you might as well tell us."
"Ahem, cough, cough, this is my ancestor's business.
Don't ask any more questions.
Those legends are all lies to deceive the public.
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Listen to me, you must destroy the thing after you find it.
Ahem, cough, where are your children?
Got separated” It's a good thing he didn't mention it.
As soon as he started talking, I remembered his mysterious disappearance in the empress's grave.
I asked him: "There is a group of Japanese who covet the things in the tomb.
They came down a long time ago.
Do you know about this?"
I stared closely at his facial expression, trying to find any flaws.
Master Yu stuffed the linen bag into his arms without changing his expression, groaned, and sneered: "You stupid little devils.
I'm sorry for them."
Listening to what he meant, he seemed to know a lot of inside information.
I didn’t have much contact with Master Yu, but I deeply felt that he was a person who valued friendship and loyalty, so I simply said directly: "Professor Li mentioned to me that there is a King of Qin buried in the tomb of the empress."
The secret of Jinding.
These Japanese should.
We are here for this national treasure.
You are considered a veteran in this industry, and you must have better information than us.
To be honest, we were all deceived by Lin Fang, and you are so busy that you have no clue.
If you are interested, please mention it.”
Master Yu glanced at me, took out a candle from his bag, and asked me to light it in the corner.
I didn't know what trick he wanted to play, so I stuck the candle in the southeast corner of the darkroom according to the rules of touching Colonel Jin.
When the candlelight came together, the whole darkroom suddenly lit up.
I asked Master Yu: "What raw materials are used for this candle?
It's almost as good as an incandescent lamp."
He smiled and said nothing, only saying that it was a secret recipe he concocted himself.
Previously, I only discovered the secret passage used by Master Yu to escape.
Now that there is light, I can see the entire room.
The interior of the darkroom is not made of bricks and stones like the tomb passage, but a simpler mud embryo.
There were neatly arranged storage pits carved into the walls, which were covered with dust.
I fiddled with it a few times, cleaned up the dust, and found that there were many unique-looking jade pots and copper dishes placed in it.
Master Yu asked me to find something for him.
I chose one of the jade bottles with a flying owl carved on it and handed it over.
The old man didn't even look at the bottle, and just threw it to the ground, causing the jade bottle to shatter.
My heart twitched.
Qin Shi's jade was rare, and his fall was worth the economic income of a production brigade for several years.
Fortunately, the fat man is not here, otherwise we would never be done with him.
After the jade bottle shattered, many small vermilion balls rolled out from it, about the same size as Suxiao Jiuxin Pills.
Master Yu said: "This is cinnabar pill, also called medicinal gold.
It is an inedible preliminary product in alchemy and contains highly toxic substances."
I didn’t know why he was explaining this to me, but the old man continued: “Since ancient times, princes have always sought immortality and elixirs, hoping to use the art of external elixirs to prolong life and even become immortals.
Hidden in this dark room are all ancient elixirs.
The ingredients, many of which have lost their recipes, are in urgent need of protection.
To tell you the truth, I was the one who attracted those Japanese people
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