The inner city is much simpler than I imagined.
Except for some stone sculptures and clay sculptures, most of the buildings are made of wood.
"Everyone, please stay away from the buildings.
I just saw several collapsed houses.
They are in disrepair and are very dangerous."
Shiry Yang walked and looked into the abandoned houses: "It doesn't look like anyone has lived here.
Have you noticed that all the buildings have only doors and no windows, and the doors are wide open without door panels to protect them."
"If you don't go in and take a look, you won't have to pay taxes anyway."
The fat man wanted to enter the house to find out what was going on, but I stopped him: "Let's go to Jinding and forget about it."
"You didn't look for it.
How do you know it's irrelevant?
What if the golden tripod is hidden in the house?"
The fat man refused and insisted on investigating.
Professor Li advised: "I am very interested in these residential houses.
Let's go in and take a look.
You can walk around for a while and just meet in front of the door later."
After saying that, the two of them did not wait for my reply.
We walked straight into a dark wooden B&B.
I complained to Shiry Yang: "It's not a tourist trip, the old and the young are too casual.
Besides, now I don't even know the enemy's location, I'm worried to death."
Shiry Yang said it’s okay to look around and just treat it as familiar with the environment.
As she walked, she slowly took out a blue-faced diary.
I said: "When did you have this habit?"
She glanced at me: "It's not a diary, it's a sketch.
I just made a general observation on the city wall and drew a sketch.
Come over and see if the position I marked is there. question" I didn't expect her to be so careful.
When I took a closer look, it turned out to be a sketch.
She stretched out her head and marked it with a pencil: "This is our location.
The city is square in shape, and there is only one main entrance we know, which is where we camped just now.
Go down the stairs on the left and keep going.
We’ve arrived at our current location, but there are three roads leading to nowhere.”
I took the pencil and made an arrow: "Then go in order, one by one, and see where the end of the road is.
I always have a feeling that this place has nothing to do with the Queen's Tomb.
I don't know why.
Build such weird dungeons.”
"I don't think this is a simple underground city.
First of all, it doesn't make sense from this area.
Although it looks big, it is just a village at best, but the internal buildings are quite grand, obviously imitating the city.
I feel more like this Like a miniature model.”
What Shiryyang Yang said makes sense, but productivity was backward in ancient times, and this was a remote Xiangxi area.
Who would spend so much manpower and financial resources to build an uninhabitable micro-city?
The two of us made many ideas, but in the end nothing came of it.
No clue.
Wang Qingzheng was much quieter than usual along the way.
I thought I had a headache, so he squatted aside silently.
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Shiry Yang and I looked at each other, wondering what the eldest young master's temper was about.
I walked up and asked, "How long have we been gone?
What happened to you?"
"I've been to this place before."
I looked at him, speechless for a while.
"What's that look in your eyes?
I'm not crazy."
"Young Master Wang, I know you have been having a hard time lately.
Don't be discouraged."
Before I could finish speaking, the boy got angry and jumped up and pushed me.
I was half squatting on the ground and almost fell down on the spot.
Shiry Yang thought we were going to take action, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked what was going on.
She pulled me up, turned around and asked, "Wang Qingzheng, what are you doing?"
I said: "It's okay, the kid is having a tantrum.
Mr.
Wang said he has been here before."
Shiry Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned to ask for confirmation: "What did you say?
You have been here before."
Wang Qingzheng groaned in pain, shook his head first, and then nodded again.
We were so confused by him that we wished we could pry open his head and see clearly.
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, I had to suppress my anger and comforted him: "If you have anything to say, you can just say it.
We have known each other for such a long time, so we can be considered half-friends, and I am partly responsible for what happened to your grandfather."
Wang Qingzheng stuttered a little, as if he didn't know how to describe it.
"I don't remember where I saw it.
Anyway, the more I look at it, the more familiar it looks.
You don't know, when I was walking down the tower, I even felt that I had walked down that staircase many times."
He talked back and forth for a long time, without any key points, just some things on the level of feelings.
Shiry Yang asked me what I thought, and I said: "He suffered a lot of setbacks along the way, and it was the first time he went deep into such a large tomb.
It is understandable that he would have these misconceptions.
This kid's mental state is disappointing.
Worry, if we continue like this, it may cause some accidents that no one wants to see. " "You mean to keep him" "Here's the problem.
We can't leave him alone.
We have to find someone to take care of him."
At this time, I miss that white brother Owen so much.
If he were here, we wouldn't have to carry a bottle of oil to continue underground operations. .
"That's hard to say.
The people the Wang family has hired have no other skills and are first-class experts in causing trouble.
But there is one thing I can't let go of.
There are at least seven or eight people left outside the city.
It's impossible.
It was so easy for them all to die in the flood, but since we rescued people and went to the bunker, we haven't seen even a single person alive, and we haven't seen the vanguard come back to look for anyone.
This is really strange. ” I also remembered that Wang Puyuan had said before that he had fought against the little devil's archaeological team, and the opponent's strength was not bad, so he almost suffered a big loss.
If it is true as he said, then this group of people will definitely not die down there so easily.
I asked Shiry Yang when the group of people entered the city.
She recalled it and said: "About forty minutes ahead of us."
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"This time is too long.
The vanguard agreed to just go explore the road.
No matter what the situation is, they should come back and let them know.
What's more, the flood is so loud that they can't feel it at all even if they are in the inner city.
No, there has been no movement for so long.
In my opinion, something is very likely to happen.”
Personally, I don't care if the Waseda guys are safe.
To be honest, it's best if they all die, so as not to cause trouble for us all the way.
However, I also clearly realized that it was impossible for a team of twenty people to disappear in a flood.
There must be some strange place in the ancient city that restrained them, making it impossible for the head and tail to see each other, and eventually lost contact.
Shiry Yang's inference alerted me that this place was not as quiet and peaceful as it seemed, and now we must find Fatty and Professor Li back quickly.
I gave Young Master Wang a slap and told him that we were going to find someone, and asked him to stop thinking about what was there and to concentrate on following the team.
He sighed and said helplessly: "It's useless to tell you.
Let's go, let's find someone."
It turned out that Professor Li and Fatty entered a wooden building in front of me, but in the blink of an eye, I couldn't tell which one they entered among the many houses.
Shiry Yang blinked, looked around and said, "It's strange, it was right in front of me just now, but I remember there was a broken stone statue in front of the door."
Mr.
Wang scratched his head and said depressedly: "Every building looks the same, shabby, and doesn't even have windows.
They go in and check it out."
"You have the nerve to say that, if it weren't for persuading you, we wouldn't have gone so far without knowing it."
Shiry Yang took out the blueprint, and the three of us gathered around.
"Look, this is the starting point.
Let's go down in a straight line.
We shouldn't go far and won't go beyond this area.
I remember that it is a three-story double building.
Let's pay more attention and we should be able to find it soon."
"Miss Shirey is still reliable."
Wang Qingzheng was so energetic, "Didn't you say that there is a stone statue in front of the door?
It would be easier to find it.
I will take care of it."
After having the search target, we quickly found the ancient building on the way back.
"You can't be wrong.
Look at the stone statues on the ground.
I remember Professor Li called out some cultural relics to be protected before he entered.
It must be here."
Wang Qingzheng was smug and strode into the ancient house while shouting the fat man's name.
Shiry Yang and I couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his mood improved, and ran into the house.
The inside of the building is much simpler than I imagined.
It doesn't matter what you want.
It's just like a giant coffin surrounded by walls.
Now I am even more sure that my previous judgment was correct.
This miniature city was not built for living, but for some other purpose.
Generally speaking, it has something to do with religion.
"Why is everything so empty?
It's like a haunted house."
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Wang Qingzheng patted the beams and pillars of the room casually, causing dust to scatter around.
The three of us choked with dust on our faces.
Shiry Yang shook his head and said: "No one has been to this place for a long time.
There is ashes everywhere.
According to Professor Li's temperament, he will definitely search all over the house.
Let's search again, maybe it's not here."
"No, there are not many three-story buildings on this street.
The only one that meets the conditions is the one in front of you."
I looked deeper into the house and found that it was a large house with three entrances and three exits.
"Look for it again, there is a road inside, it looks like the place is not small."
I shouted a few more times, but unfortunately there was no reply from the empty room, let alone Fatty and the others.
Shiry Yang walked in front with a flashlight.
I pushed Mr.
Wang into the middle and took the initiative to stand at the back of the team.
Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be a bad habit that I have developed recently.
I don't know when I automatically and consciously became the one responsible for the bottom.
After entering the first door, the line of sight suddenly became wider, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a courtyard.
There is a wall and a well in the courtyard, and there is a small door leading to the back room.
Wang Qingzheng said "strange", walked around for a while, and said with a smile: "This is weird.
It is obviously a tomb for dead people.
What are you planning to do with all these tricks?"
My eyes were attracted by a strange device in the courtyard, and I couldn't help but move closer to it.
It was a round stone plate, leaning against the dry well.
After getting closer, I discovered that there were many inscriptions engraved on the stone plate.
I called Shiry Yang over and asked her to figure out what this thing was.
She said solemnly: "Although it has been seriously damaged, judging from the shape, it is undoubtedly an exemplary watch."
The standard watch is the "sundial", an ancient timekeeping tool.
But as we all know, the sundial relies on the changing position of the sun to keep time.
This place is hundreds of meters above the ground.
Not to mention that the sun's rays can't get in.
Even if it does, it can't shine through the stone-roofed building or into this airtight place.
Come to the small courtyard.
The most unexpected thing appeared in the wrong place, and the three of us gasped almost at the same time.
Wang Qingzheng questioned: "Could it be that you admitted your mistake?
This might be a millstone."
"The needle on the stone inscription on your millstone is broken.
This thing is quite old.
It probably has been there since the construction of this underground city.
I just don't know why it was buried in the grave of the dead.
"The dead are like this, and of course there will be no concept of time in the world after death.
In the past, there were only two types of burial objects that we were familiar with: either those that the tomb owner loved and carried all year round; or those that were priceless and had some commemorative value.
This is not the ancient times, just pick some pots and pans and bury them.
This standard appears to be illogical, and everyone will inevitably be surprised
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