"The people in Zhenku would rather destroy the sacred objects that their ancestors had worshiped for generations.
They filled sand holes with filth, blocked water sources, and collectively entered the temple to wait calmly for death.
Others tried to leave the Zhenku with the remaining mysterious sand.
Buried in a grave that has been designed long ago, I pray that Zhenku City will one day be on the stage of history again.”
"After talking for a long time, can the broken yellow sand save people?"
The fat man became anxious and jumped to the stone slab to look around.
"At least judging from the Zhenku people's own records, gravel is a gift from God.
It can not only cure diseases, but also bring people back to life.
There are corresponding pictures on these stone slabs, you can see for yourself."
She pointed to one of the paintings, which showed a skinny old man lying in the scorching sun.
The man next to him was holding a black porcelain bottle upside down.
Gravel was continuously thrown at the old man, and wisps of clouds appeared around the old man.
The ancients showed us the mysterious power of Zhenku Huangsha in the simplest and most intuitive way, which makes people curious and fascinated.
No wonder Teacher Sha is so obsessed with the secrets of Zhentaku that he pursues them all his life, even at the risk of taking those crooked ways.
It seems that eternal life has always had an inexplicable attraction for human beings, which is comparable to opium.
I looked along the stone carvings, and unexpectedly there was a blank stone slab in the middle, with not a single hair drawn on it.
This stone slab and the coffin at the top formed an invisible right angle, seeming to hint at some unspeakable stories.
"Let's go, victory is in front of us, only the coffin of the owner of the tomb is left."
I can't imagine how I would face Lao Chuai and his hometown far away when I go back if I can't even find the amphora among the personal burial objects. relatives.
When things come to a head, the only option is to give it a try.
I stopped struggling and told Fatty and Shiry Yang to get ready, and the three of them climbed the steps leading to the top of the tomb.
The stone steps, which look like a shrine, have six sides.
I have never seen them before, so I don’t know if there is any particularity in the steps.
Anyway, those who don’t know are not guilty.
We will wait until we climb to the top.
I climbed three floors in one breath, then turned back to pull Shirey Yang and Fatty.
The fat man was originally afraid of heights, and there was no shelter around the stone steps.
He would look down every two steps, wishing he could find a place to tie his belt to feel at ease.
Although it is hidden deep underground, the ancient tomb still cannot escape time.
Fine lines are exposed in many places on the polished rock steps, and from time to time, small broken stones roll down the steps.
The fat man asked guiltily: "Is this stone staircase strong?
Is it too heavy for three people?"
"Thousands of kilograms of coffins have been put away.
I don't care if there are more of us.
But it's time for you to scrape some fat."
"Go, go, don't stop your fat commander from getting rich."
As if to prove his agility, the fat man sped up and climbed up the fourth stone step, leaving Shiry Yang and I behind.
I was just about to tease him a few words when I felt a faint shaking under my feet.
At first I thought it was an illusion, but it wasn't until Shiry Yang's expression changed drastically that I realized that the shaking was the steps themselves.
The "crunching" friction sound accompanied by the trembling from under our feet put the three of us in trouble.
I regretted my impulsiveness.
It was obvious that I had reached the last moment, but I was careless and failed to notice the mechanism in the tomb.
The stones under our feet slowly changed positions, and the space for people to stand was getting smaller and smaller.
Shiry Yang clung to the protruding stone beside her and was almost pushed down by the huge rock.
I pulled her, and without looking back, the two of us climbed to the top of the altar with all our strength.
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The fat man stood above us.
When he saw the opportunity, he immediately took out the rope from his backpack and threw it at our feet.
I yelled, "Leave us alone, the ladder above will fall apart if we go up."
The fat man turned around and saw stones falling down.
He shouted loudly and landed at the corner between the north and south stone platforms.
I broke into a cold sweat and looked for a way out of the ever-changing and moving Rubik's Cube.
I almost got hit several times.
By the time I got to the floor where the fat man was, the steps connecting the tomb floor tiles were almost scattered.
At this moment, we are like standing on a building block that is about to collapse.
It is really difficult to get off.
The fat man was half lying in the cracks between the stones.
He had been shaken dizzy for a long time.
He struggled to stand up several times, but was firmly thrown back.
The worst thing is that he is in the middle of two moving boulders.
The two are constantly biting and squeezing, gradually forming a tight environment with the stone above his head.
If this continues, he will soon be buried alive.
Seeing that my brother was in trouble, I didn't care, I took a big step, jumped down, dragged the fat man, pulled him up, and pushed him up.
Damn, the fat man was completely dizzy at this time.
He looked at the suspended stone steps and only missed vomiting all over my face on the spot.
Shiry Yang stretched out his arm and dropped the reins to pull us out.
The fat man used all his strength to finally grab one end of the rope.
"Climb and don't look back."
I stepped between the gradually closing stone steps, struggling to gain time to escape.
When he pulled away, the boulders on both sides tilted down with determination, sealing the way out in front of me tightly, leaving not even a crack.
I called out their names, but there was only a faint cry in my ears, and the voice seemed to belong to Shirley Yang.
In order to avoid being buried alive by the rocks, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and dive into the cracked masonry under my feet.
I walked through the stairs of the government agency with a fearless attitude of going wherever there was a way.
I was only thinking about survival.
I had no time to think about where I was.
I could only keep moving along the gaps.
But within a few moments, I noticed that there was a very rhythmic sound coming from the chaos, and Not far from me.
The frequency of shaking of the movable stone steps gradually becomes smaller.
Holding the flashlight in my arms, I quickly approached the source of the sound along the edge, and found a set of operating mechanical axles near the bottom.
The shaft wheel is cleverly designed and forms an energy transmission group similar to a pedal structure between the stone steps.
As we climb, our body weight is transferred to the machine through the stairs, triggering the mechanism.
The faster we run and the more we pedal, the more intense the outer steps become.
Such a vicious and cunning design shows how accurately the tomb designers from thousands of years ago understood the psychology of tomb robbers.
Thinking that Shirey Yang and Fatty were still running around outside, I simply picked up the flashlight and used it to jam the gear on the main body of the mechanism.
Unexpectedly, the machine shaft teeth were very stubborn and sparks struck the flashlight, almost breaking it.
When I saw the surroundings quieting down, I shouted loudly, hoping that the sound would spread through the cracks.
Soon, there was a knocking sound overhead.
I jumped up and knocked back.
"Lao Hu, where are you?"
Hearing Shiry Yang's voice, I suddenly felt calmer.
I climbed up the machine shaft and shouted: "There is a machine inside, and the stone steps are empty in the middle.
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Jump to the left, walk up, and be gentle.
Follow my command."
I slowly pulled out the gloriously wounded flashlight, and the gears immediately Regained his energy, he continued to turn slowly.
They quickly found the designated location.
The fat man asked loudly: "Are you ready?
I'm risking my life.
Do you know how high this piece of shit is?"
"I'm counting to three, two, one.
Just jump as hard as you can and don't stop."
"Do you have a score?"
"Stop talking nonsense and jump" To be honest, I had no idea at all, so I could only try my luck.
There was a loud "crash" sound, and a gap suddenly opened in the stone above my head.
I thought to myself that there was a door, so I hurriedly hugged the moving stone ladder, turned over and ran out.
When I climbed up, I still couldn't stand firm.
I was so frightened by my position that I almost fell off the platform.
I don't know why, but by accident, I made it to the top of the altar, and the huge stone coffin was sleeping quietly at my feet.
"Everyone, don't move around.
Come one by one.
Too much movement will touch the mechanism."
I slowly stood up and said to them, "Try to walk separately and don't step on the same stone."
"You speak lightly, come down and try."
The fat man moved his buttocks and carefully chose the route forward.
Fortunately, bright weapons have an infinite attraction for him.
Although he is afraid of heights, he still can't stop his progress.
Shiry Yang was already close to me, and he quickly jumped up to the top of the altar with his long legs.
The two of us worked together to pull the fat man up, and the three of us exhaled in unison while facing the crumbling stone stairs.
It is said that it is easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down.
I took a quick glance and saw that the hexagonal stairs had long since fallen apart and were dangerously swaying left and right.
The fat man covered his eyes sadly, turned around and stroked the sarcophagus: "Baby, this trip is all about you."
While I was trying to maintain my balance and try not to look at the miserable situation at my feet, I concentrated on the sarcophagus in front of me.
Like the Zhenku art we discovered earlier, this giant coffin made of raw stone is embedded with a large amount of metal on the surface.
The exquisite iron smelting craftsmanship of the Zhenku people makes the outer coffin wrapped in white ivory and black iron metal look cold.
He must be like a tyrant who is ready to draw his sword at any moment.
"Open the coffin."
We have no choice.
No matter what dangers there are in the coffin, there is no turning back after reaching this point.
I paid close attention to the relief carvings on the white outer coffin.
The content was obscure and complicated, full of religious connotations.
Many undecipherable symbols seemed familiar but I didn’t know where to start.
The outer coffin is divided into an upper cover and a lower wall.
With the help of well-sealed windproof mud and its own weight, the mysterious tomb owner in the coffin is firmly guarded.
The conditions at hand do not allow for protective excavation; we can only use the most primitive means to forcibly destroy the outer coffin.
Shiry Yang showed a regretful expression, but still took out the pickaxe from the bag.
I chose to break through from the front, cut a hole in the stone cover, and then climbed into the coffin.
In this way, the coffin can be entered as quickly as possible and the cultural relics can be avoided as much as possible.
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Because of the position of the coffin itself, I couldn't stand up completely to work, so I had to half kneel and half lie down, trying my best to lean on the white stone coffin.
The fat man was helping me, but he couldn't help but ask me where Sha had gone.
I am also full of doubts about this issue.
He led his apprentices to overcome all difficulties, even at the expense of other people's lives.
However, at the critical moment, he disappeared from the tomb, leaving no clues at the scene.
I asked Shiry Yang, apart from the big door, what else was strange when I came in.
She stopped what she was doing and said, "When I came in, the lights inside were already on.
They must have come in.
I just don't know where they went."
"We don't have time to care about their whereabouts now, but we must be on guard against others and be on guard at all times.
The old guy looks sanctimonious, but he is actually sinister and sinister.
After we find the things, we will leave immediately to avoid a long night of nightmares."
With the cooperation of the three of them, they finally made a hole that could accommodate one person in and out.
The fat man looked around, holding up a flashlight and looking around: "That's great, there is only one envelope, and inside is the coffin."
He said and then reached out to explore, but unfortunately there were no funerary objects buried in the mezzanine.
He said to me in disappointment, "Unveil the coffin, come on."
The fat man has a body that is full of ambition but not strong enough.
It is estimated that he will get stuck halfway down.
Shiry Yang took off his coat and was about to enter the mezzanine, but I stopped him
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