Depressed and fearful emotions enveloped us, and I trotted along with them.
The fat man asked me where I was going.
I replied casually: "Let's go first."
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but the darkened hall looked much more sinister than before.
The previously dazzling group of fairy and Buddha sculptures became extremely ferocious for some reason.
I always felt that if we turned our heads, they would pounce on us and tear us apart.
It took me a lot of effort to find the way back to the Shadow Palace.
The three of us rested against the messy entrance, gasping one after another, but no one was willing to speak.
I told myself, the more times like this, the more calm I have to be.
A vicious tomb robber like Guo Laizi would have deserved his death.
I looked up at Fatty again.
His face was pale and his fingers were trembling slightly.
When he saw me looking at him, he immediately pretended to be calm and said: "It's just a pot of broth.
As for death, I'll die.
Since I'm in this line of work, I should have understood that there will always be something wrong."
Such a day.
Besides, we are good young people of socialism, and we are fundamentally different from them."
I don't know whether he said this to himself or to remind Zhong Quan.
After the fat man finished speaking, his expression improved slightly.
He made up his mind and said: "Brothers, you guys have behaved upright, sacrificed yourself for others, and made selfless sacrifices.
No matter where they come from, no one can stop us from moving forward today.
Let's go to the main hall."
"Fat Grandpa, I, I'd better forget it."
Zhong Quan cried, "I'm in my hometown, and I used to be a cement builder.
Last year, Mr.
Bing went back to his hometown to recruit people.
He said that he could earn more in the city and not have to endure hardship.
He would go back next year.
I could build a big house.
I followed him secretly without telling my parents, and did nothing for most of the year.
I went into the mountains some time ago and realized that what he did was murder and arson.
I wanted to run away, but I was afraid.
Now that my elder brothers are gone, I want to go home," he said.
As he spoke, his hometown dialect came out, and he looked at me and the fat man helplessly, feeling both pitiful and irritating.
I thought about it, and after leaving the Shadow Palace, I just need to follow the brick path back to the ground.
The journey is quite smooth.
It is better to be willing to leave the tomb than to continue our adventure with us.
"It's a good thing you've figured it out.
Be careful when you get out."
I said a few words briefly and watched him exit the hall, feeling finally calmed down.
"There is no time to investigate what is going on in the ear room.
Teacher Sha's group is very smart.
They have been targeting the amphora from the beginning.
Once Guo Laizi is dead, they don't have to be taboo.
They must set off immediately to find the main hall."
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Calm down.
From now on, my thinking becomes clearer, and now no matter what I talk about, it is all false.
I once said that the people I brought in, I will take out.
Now Shiry Yang's whereabouts are unknown, and Lao Chuai is struggling on the edge of life and death.
Teacher Sha has probably already embarked on the last leg of his journey.
Frustration set in.
I tried to cheer myself up, and the fat man stood up again.
We roughly packed our luggage.
There was only one usable gun left and not many bullets.
We left water and food at the entrance of the temple, and the two of us traveled lightly, bringing only the necessary equipment.
Walking through the Zhaidian again, the feeling is completely different from before.
"Lao Hu, do you feel something is wrong?
It seems like someone is watching us from the dark."
The fat man shrank his head and looked around.
I thought I was overthinking it, but the fat man spoke first.
I responded and said something was indeed wrong.
Look at those statues, they have hateful faces and vicious eyes.
Compared with just now, it is simply heaven and earth.
In order to prove that we were not overly concerned, I took a closer look at the gilded statues on the wall.
I clearly remember that the most dazzling Thousand-Handed Fierce God among them originally had three heads, facing north, south, and east.
The tiger's eyes are turned up and its fangs are exposed.
Most of the arms have exposed muscles and bones, integrating with the statue of the god on the dome in a flying posture.
After careful observation, I finally discovered something strange.
The positions of the two sets of statues had changed.
In particular, the entire group of statues overlooking the temple above our heads has moved downwards a lot.
At this moment, there is only about ten meters away from the ground.
No wonder I have been feeling inexplicably depressed since I came out of the ear chamber.
It turns out that the problem lies with these quiet and strange statues.
Because it was too uncomfortable to look up with my neck up, I didn’t take these decorative statues to heart at first.
But the unexplained sinking of the statues gave the tomb an incredible sense of terror.
For a while, it was impossible to take your eyes away from them.
The fat man stretched out his hand and gestured, also puzzled.
He was worried that the tomb would sink and he would be in danger of being buried alive.
I don't think so.
"I haven't heard of it sinking from the roof.
The overall height of the tomb is about ten meters higher than the main hall on the ground, which does not conform to the original design intention of yin and yang symmetry.
If you look carefully, it is not the dome itself that moves toward the ground, but the Statue of God."
I originally thought that the inverted statue above my head was completely natural and made from local materials.
Unexpectedly, as they continued to fall, more sculptures hidden in the dome were revealed.
They have different expressions and various postures.
There seems to be another layer of sculpture beneath them.
I have never heard of such a spectacular and majestic architectural style in my life, and I have never dared to imagine such an ingenious structural design.
Different from the gilded wall sculptures, the dome sculptures are mainly made of stone, and most of them have not been carefully processed and carved, showing a simple and elegant natural style.
In addition to the elegant clothes, the statue's appearance and body shape are closer to those of mortals.
There is no weird appearance or exaggerated and twisted movements.
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If you look at them for a long time, you will feel that they are not statues, but living people, who may break free from the shackles of the stone top and fall to the ground at any time.
We were both stunned.
The fat man held up his flashlight and scanned the layers of statues.
He said to me: "It's really spectacular.
I'll go back to Green Sea tomorrow to declare it to the organization.
The ticket price alone will be enough to make me rich."
"Let's go."
I checked the map and roughly determined the location of the main hall.
"Go from the right.
No matter where the entrance is, the position of the main hall is inseparable from the central axis.
If you keep walking, you will definitely find something."
Walking on the hanging In the hall full of statues, the feeling is very different from before.
From time to time, when I raise my head, I can always see countless faces hanging in the air, showing various expressions.
I urged the fat man to go faster.
The fat man staggered.
I walked around to the front and took a look.
I was angry and funny.
He actually persisted in holding the bag of Mingqi on the road.
"We're in a hurry.
It won't be too late to get the things when we get back."
"Coax the ghosts to go away," the fat man said seriously, "I will be smart if we can smoothly return the same way."
I had no choice but to put on a straight face, repeatedly emphasize the seriousness of the situation to him, and repeatedly promised to come back as soon as the matter was over to help him transport the bright weapon.
The fat man bent down, reluctantly put down his backpack, and hid behind a set of bronze pillar lamps.
When he got up after hiding the loot, he suddenly shouted "strange".
I was busy studying the route ahead and then asked him what was going on.
The fat man pulled me and asked, "Has the dome become lower again?"
I inadvertently looked up at the zenith, and the visual impact almost made me fall down.
Damn it, the statue that was originally more than ten meters away from us was suddenly so close to us that it was almost within reach.
Because of the close distance, many details in the stone statues that were not noticed before are infinitely magnified.
They approached silently, no different than living creatures.
"This is going to hurt my eyes, what the hell are you asking?"
I didn't dare to look away, for fear that if I blinked, the stone statues would swarm down to the ground.
"The carvings on this crap are quite weird."
The fat man turned around curiously, tilting his neck and said puzzledly, "Look at the top, there are several layers stacked up, and the ones below are almost squeezed into porridge.
Carving these things on The tomb is not too scary.”
As the sculptures on the dome continue to descend, the full picture hidden in the gap is gradually revealed.
Just as Fatty described it, the number of stone statues is astonishing, far beyond what ordinary people can understand.
Within sight, there is a wall of people about ten meters high.
They are like ants swept by the big waves and covered by the scorched earth.
People are pressing on each other, squeezing each other, overlapping and overlapping, and they are rushing into me with silent shouts.
In his mind, an indescribable hell on earth was outlined.
I was shocked by the scene in front of me, and a light suddenly flashed in my heart.
The mystery of the ten-meter gap between the temple and the dining hall was solved.
The fundamental reason for the asymmetry between the two is the pile of stone statues with unknown meanings in front of them.
They filled the gap between the vaults of the underground tombs and the temples on the surface.
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For some reason that we cannot explain, they have been sealed in the mezzanine of the Yin and Yang world from the moment they were completed.
Now, as the dome sinks, the statues hidden in the cracks in the ground begin to slowly slide down, and a large amount of broken stones and sand pour out like wild horses running wild.
"Run, run" The brief silence could not stop the desire of the stone statues to break free from their shackles, and for a while the entire hall fell into a chaotic situation of falling apart.
The upper layer of earth sealing could not withstand the gravity pull of the sculpture group.
The brackets collapsed and the entire wall structure collapsed.
Continuing to stay in the hall would undoubtedly be a recipe for death.
We turned around and ran, the sound of stone statues falling and smashing behind us was endless.
I didn’t even dare to look back for fear of being involved.
The fat man took the lead and ran at the front.
I turned the aisle and heard him turn his head and yell: "Old Hu, there's no way."
Huge rocks kept hitting the ground, and the figures carved in the stone seemed to come alive, swarming towards the ground.
I saw a very familiar face in the crowd.
He was tall, thin and arrogant, staring at us on the ground arrogantly, as if he was about to crush a few ants.
General Ketu The zombie who disappeared in the laboratory came back to the people who supported him, and to the ancient city of Zhenku that had been sleeping for thousands of years.
I was stunned by the sight in front of me.
The statues fell to the ground and immediately broke into pieces.
A piece of cracked stone seems to be blooming with life.
The figure of the general flashed past among the sculptures.
I glanced at it briefly, not sure whether what I saw was an illusion or reality.
Huge cracked rocks kept hitting the ground.
I didn't have time to think about it, so I turned around and shouted to the fat man: "Turn back and go to the left ear room."
He covered his head and struggled to navigate through the crumbling walls.
"You're crazy, it's not clean there" "The ear room is our only chance.
This room can't hold on any longer."
Before the fat man could respond, I grabbed him and turned around and ran away.
The entrance to the narrow ear chamber was blocked by a large amount of gravel.
We crawled and rolled and finally managed to hide in.
Although the ear room and the dining hall are integrated buildings, the tension in the corners has allowed it to persist to this day.
There were constant sounds like landslides and earth cracking coming from outside the house.
The walls of the ear room were cracked a lot and it was almost unbearable.
I had no choice but to place my last hope in the blood-colored pool connected to the culvert.
The fat man looked at the stinking pool and cursed in anger.
But at the moment of life and death, we have no other choice.
The two of them held back their breath, stepped on the pool, and plunged into it.
I regretted it the moment I entered the water.
For some reason, in addition to the indescribable stench, the water also stung.
The exposed skin hurt like pins and needles.
I can even feel the scarlet blood seeping into my body layer by layer along the gaps in my clothes and the texture of the fabric, trying to corrode and melt my whole body.
But now there is no way out, only one way to the end.
If no way out is found, the only remaining options are drowning or being buried alive
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