When he said this, I immediately remembered what happened a few weeks ago.

At that time, we were about to go to the Lu Palace. When we passed the corpse cave, we caught a big corpse. There was a bell like this hanging on the tail of the insect, and there was a big green centipede inside. When we crawled and urged the bell, it would make a whisper like a ghost, and it seemed to have mysterious power. We were almost all fascinated by this sound at that time. Fortunately, the oil bottle was clever and kicked us into the water before we could wake up.

Uncle San later came to see this thing and said that it was still before the Warring States Period. He didn't know which dynasty it was. However, at that time, I didn't take it seriously. The experience in the Lu Palace later was like a nightmare. It was already good that it was not crazy, so how could I remember these things?

But now I have to identify it, I am not sure, because the corpse cave was the same as now, with only a few mineral lamps illuminating it. Not long after the bell was finished, Pan Zi stepped on it. It was impossible to compare the two, so I can only look at it.

If this is really the kind of bell I saw in the corpse cave, then the fat man would have touched it just now, it would be amazing. At that time, one of us had already made us unable to control ourselves. There were at least forty here. With just a small tremor, I really don’t know what would happen.

Menyouping thought about me and said, "There must be a weird thing in the corpse cave. The corpse-storing land was originally a huge tomb, but I don't know how it was related to Wang Zhanhai."

The fat man heard us talk about this and knew the origin of the bell. He wondered, "Did you read it wrong? Why did this thing before the Warring States Period appear here again? This is a bit too coincidental. Could it be that Wang Zanghai is also a tomb robber?"

As soon as he said this, both Men Youbo and I were stunned for a moment.

"In this way, there is a possibility," Men Youping thought for a while and said, "No one knows what he did in his early years, and he is proficient in Feng Shui. If he was a tomb robber, he should be at ease. However, I remember that his family background is quite prominent, and their family has been Feng Shui masters for several generations, and they don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they will never do such low-cost jobs."

When Menyoubo said that he was inferior, he remained calm and seemed to have not realized that he had scolded us. I said, "I think it is unlikely that I will fight back. I will definitely leave some signs in my tomb so that later generations will avoid it. Have you seen this kind of thing here?"

Mon Oil Bottle shook his head, "I was paying attention just now. There is indeed no sign at all."

His attainments in this area were unfathomable. He said no. I knew it must be true. He said, "Then why does this explain that there is such a thing here? Could he be like an antique and use his beloved collection to bury him?"

"We came over and didn't see any other antiques. What you said was wrong. I think it might be another situation." The fat man seemed to think of something and showed a smug look: "In fact, in addition to fighting, there is another kind of person who often encounters ancient tombs. Do you know what it is?"

I immediately woke up: "You mean, he dug these things on the construction site while he was working on the construction site?"

The fat man nodded: "This person can be said to be the largest contractor at that time. He is likely to encounter this situation. Just go back and check the information and you will know if he has been to Guazi Temple in Shandong at that time."

The fat man's statement is reasonable, and I couldn't help but admire him a little. But I definitely can't touch this thing. I guess Aning might have touched this coral tree, and so many bells rang together. He became mentally ill. He just didn't know what scene these bells would have in her brain, and it would have such a powerful effect.

People are easily implied, but now they are in such an ancient tomb. The atmosphere is mysterious and the nerves are a little weaker, and they will go crazy. I think even the amnesia of the oil bottle may be caused by these things, because I found that the lanyards of these bells are precisely tied to the coral trees with copper wire. The corals are originally empty and have excellent sound transmission. This thing is placed here, like a musical instrument, and there can be millions of sounds. It is hard to guarantee that there is one inside that can make people forget everything.

But my thoughts were a bit wild and I was embarrassed to say them. The three of them stood there for a moment, and the fat man said, "It seems that the bottom of the hole is just a little flower head. This strange thing is still on these bells, why don't you yell?"

I saw that there were no monsters and monsters in this cave, and I felt a lot more relaxed. It doesn’t matter whether I walk or not. However, looking at the watch, the time for the tide was coming soon, so it was boring to stay here, so the four of them retreated.

As I walked, I thought, and there were two questions in my mind. The first is that when the manguard entered this wall hole twenty years ago, he was introduced by his third uncle. Where are the people who fainted with him now? Did Uncle San transport them out?

The second is that when the oil bottle entered, I smelled a very strange fragrance, but now it is gone. Does this mean that twenty years ago, there might be something else in this hole?

These answers must be known when you find Uncle San.

And the third uncle disappeared again. He wanted to find him. He didn't know the year of the Monkey and Horse Month. Maybe he wouldn't appear here, and these questions would become a mystery for the ages.

If the fat man said that the third uncle was entangled by the unjust soul in the tomb, where would he go? When he saw the photo of the Duoyou Bottle, he said, "I understand." What did he understand?

Thinking of it, I felt that the whole thing was missing. As long as I gave me a little clue, I could connect everything. And my intuition told me that this thing should be related to the Lu Palace.

I thought that the four of us had already walked out of the short hole. The fat man put Aning on the ground and said, "The time should be over now, so it's time for us to do anything."

I thought that I was the first to escape now, so I took my mind and started to explain things. Because I had never really opened the treasure top of Ming Tomb, I was not sure in my heart, and I could only take one step at a time.

After saying that, the three of them acted according to the plan. The fat man had been holding back his energy. He picked up the guy and chiseled it open on a pillar. But he underestimated the geology of the golden nanmu. After a few moments, he was already breathing, but he was chopping off a little from the pillar.

He saw something wrong and said, "Xiao Wu, this pillar is too strong. If you want to do it like this, you can't get this ladder up for a week."

I said, "Don't be anxious first, as long as you split the outermost layer, it will be easy to deal with inside."

The fat man was half-believing and half-doubted, and with the guy having enough strength, he barely improved. After a few strokes, the fat man had already pushed away the iron-like wooden layer outside and took out a space that could accommodate a foot.

Now I know that the hole is a dead end. When the sea water comes in, it can only leak down through the cracks of bricks. I don’t have to worry about vortex. So I picked up the guy and went to help the fat man. After smashing it twice, I realized that he really has to do this job. Not only does he have great strength, but his endurance is good. After all the struggles, I saw that he was full of energy and was not tired at all. I was a little by little by little by little. At the same time, I was so tired that I could hardly lift my hands.

We were in a dark and three hours later, we finally made a hole in a pillar. The ground was easy to work on. We had to climb up the ground with a well-coded land, hanging in the air, and we couldn't use our strength. In the end, we could only make a shallow mark that could be placed in a forefoot, but no matter what, we still got it done.

We took off our pants and clothes because they were all diving clothes and were very elastic. We simply cut them into one by one and tied them into a rope, and made a rope cover like a Mexican tree climber, circled around the pillar, and three people straightened the rope in three directions, and then climbed upwards.

I don’t know how I climbed up along the way, but every time I went up, it seemed like I was dead. The fat man was so tired that he shouted: “What are you two doing to follow me? I just chisel it up. Anyway, you can float up after the water comes down. Now the leather rope almost locks me into Dongpo pork. Xiao Wu, you should just let me go, otherwise I can’t hold it.”

I said, "You think I want to go up, but I don't see the actual situation. I don't want you to die. I don't know if there is a mezzanine on it. If so, if you go down, the quicksand will come down and then bury the entire room."

That's the truth. The quicksand layer in the tomb wall is the most common anti-tomb robbery measure. As mentioned earlier, it is relatively effective. If a large tomb with a quicksand layer is to be successfully entered, you have to open a sand well when you go down the robbery hole and release the quicksand first. Sometimes it takes several days or nights to emptie a wall, which means the amount of quicksand is amazing. We don't have this condition now, and if we really encounter such a tomb, we have to find another way.

If it is not quicksand on it, but strong acid or tinder oil, it will be even worse.

The fat man fell too much, so he naturally knew what I was saying was true. He waved his hand and then crawled.

We gritted our teeth and took another half an hour to reach the top. After the fat man stood firm, he almost exhausted himself, holding the pillar without moving, and said, "Damn it, if I want to torture me like this, I will return to my position."

I asked him to take a breath first. I had to rely on him to dig a brick later. I carefully tapped the treasure roof. The oil bottle signaled me not to stop. I pressed my finger to the top, felt it for a moment, and said, "Solid."

After hearing this, the fat man really didn't dare to rest. Without saying a word, he started to chisel the white paste on the top. He didn't dare to use too much force because the rope was not strong and if it broke, it would all be seriously injured.

We all reached out and put it on his shoulder. If the rope was broken, we could pull him so that we would not fall directly from ten meters high. However, his whirlwind sounded, and he would probably fall down and he wouldn't be able to catch it even if he wanted to.

The white paste soil was very crisp. He chiseled a few times and then peeled off a large piece, revealing the blue brick inside. The fat man glanced at it and suddenly couldn't scream. He hurriedly asked me to touch it. I stretched my hand hard and touched it, and I was stunned.

Between these bricks, iron slurry was poured.

The three of us looked at each other, and their faces were very bad.

After the bricks are poured with iron slurry, it is the same as the reinforced concrete now. Even if you give you a big hammer on the flat ground, it will be useless. Don’t talk about this situation now.

On this, at least there are seven layers of structures, and they are staggered together. It is impossible to open it without modern equipment.

I was upset and blamed myself for not expecting that the flat roof was not as stress-resistant as the vault. The bricks on it must be reinforced with something. There was no way to deal with this set of things in Ming Tomb. They were all watered with iron. With a note and the architectural knowledge of the three-legged cat, I talked about it on paper and sprayed manure all over my mouth. Now I finally suffered a lot.

The fat man looked at me and asked, "Comrade Architect, what should I do now? Give me an idea."

"What can I do? Let the dead horse be a living horse, and I will search the guy first," I wanted to try my luck, and said, "It's been more than two hundred years, and I don't believe it's still so strong."

The fat man saw that I was not very nervous and thought the problem was not serious, so he went to knock on the bricks. The hollow bricks were easy to break, but after the bricks were broken, the iron bars solidified by the iron paste were still there. The fat man had a lot of effort to hit it and only made a few marks on it. He knew something was wrong at a glance and said, "No, the iron paste strips are thick with a palm upwards. If you drive the Jiefang Truck, you may not be able to hit it."

I also knocked a few times, and the tiger's mouth was numb. I knew that this was indeed something that brute force could handle, so I couldn't help but feel discouraged. "It seems that we underestimated the ancient construction technology. The iron strip is very purity and cannot be smashed at all."

The fat man said: "If you don't grind it, don't you say that the ancients said, as long as it's hard, grind the iron rod into a needle."

"Take it down, your thick iron slabs, you'll grind until the year of the monkey," I said, "There will be tide down in twenty minutes. When you finish grinding, we'll be perfect."

The fat man became popular, "What do you think of? Haven't you heard from that woman say that this area will be the wind season soon. It will last for at least one week. If we can't get out now, we can only stay here for seven days." He emphasized, "Seven days, we will be hungry if we don't suffocate to death."

I knew the seriousness of the problem and said to them: "You have much more experience in this area than me. If you encounter this kind of tomb wall in normal times, what method will you use?"

Fatty and Mon Oil Bottle said together without thinking: "Explosive!"

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he saw me and explained: "You don't have to wonder, the strength of this kind of wall is beyond your imagination. I used to pour this kind of fight. The holes are usually opened on the bottom. If you have to force it into this kind of wall, you can only use explosives."

I felt sad when I heard this, and I knew what he said. But in the ancient tomb that has been around for hundreds of years, I asked me to get explosives there? I couldn't help but regret it. I remember that before I got into the water, Aning asked me if I wanted to take some. At that time, I was stunned by the bombing in the Lu Palace. I was very resistant to this thing and threw it back into the warehouse. If the third uncle was at the venue at that time, he would definitely bring it with me.
Chapter completed!