The pungent smell in the tomb instantly made Nie Ling'er wary!
Because she could clearly smell that the smell of wax oil was also filled with the smell of corpse oil, a smell that Nie Ling'er was too familiar with.
But she couldn't figure out why she could smell the smell of corpse oil in the tomb of the Dian King that was more than two thousand years old.
As we all know, corpse oil refers to the substance that overflows after human body fat turns into oil when the corpse is highly decomposed.
Could it be said that there are rotting corpses in this tomb?
So where did the rotting corpses come from?
Thinking of this, the only answer Nie Ling'er can give is that other tomb robbers came here before them, and some people left their lives in this tomb chamber. After the corpse rotted, there was corpse oil in the air.
taste.
At this time, Lao Ye also reminded Nie Linger:
"Ling'er, I'm afraid there are other colleagues who have been in this tomb."
Lao Ye's words made Li Hong, who was following him, immediately alert. He immediately used the strong flashlight in his hand to shine around and asked:
"Uncle, do you mean there are others in this tomb?"
Lao Ye said in a deep voice:
"Don't be so nervous. You've already died a long time ago. Don't you smell the strong smell of corpse oil in this tomb?"
Li Hong couldn't tell the difference between the smell of corpse oil and wax oil. He only felt that there was a strange smell with a sour smell going straight into his nose.
Zuo Shisan said:
"Let's go, let's check the situation inside this tomb first."
The four of them talked and walked around the wall of the tomb. All they could see in the tomb were huge balls made of wax oil. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Any discovery, let alone seeing the bodies of other tomb robbers.
Nie Ling'er led the three of them to the middle of the tomb. Seeing the strange and mysterious wax balls, she became increasingly uneasy...
She walked towards one of the balls and put on her rubber gloves. When she came closer, Nie Linger stretched out her hand and pulled out the long bronze tube in the middle of one of the balls.
Nie Ling'er looked at the long bronze tube in his hand. Due to its age, it was already rusty and rotten in several places, but he could still see the inscriptions and symbols engraved on it.
Zuo Shisan also looked at the long bronze tube in Nie Ling'er's hand. He found that the long bronze tube was similar to the straw usually used to drink milk tea. The middle was completely hollow, but it was longer and larger than the straw.
"What is this thing used for?" Li Hong asked.
Nie Ling'er shook her head slightly. This was the first time she had seen such a weird scene.
Zuo Shisan suddenly guessed:
"Was this thing used by living people at that time to put it in their mouths to breathe? There may have been living people imprisoned in each of the balls made of wax."
Zuo Shisan’s guess was immediately rejected by Lao Ye:
"Impossible. How can a mere ball made of wax trap a living person?"
Lao Ye's words immediately made Nie Ling'er think of something, so she took out a dagger with a cold light from her waist and stabbed it hard towards one of the balls.
There was a soft sound of "Bang!" and the dagger only left a mark on the ball without piercing it.
"Huh?" After seeing this, Nie Ling'er was full of doubts. According to common sense, a ball made of wax oil is more fragile than glass, but Nie Ling'er stabbed it with all his strength with the dagger, but he didn't even stab it.
wear.
Could it be said that the wax oil used to make the balls contains other substances?
Lao Ye didn't believe in evil, so he took out a short blade from his body and slashed hard into the middle of the ball.
With a soft sound, only a shallow knife mark was left on the ball...
Seeing this, Zuo Shisan couldn't help but sigh:
"This...this thing is really strong."
"Old Ye, there really might be a dead person trapped inside this thing. Maybe the smell of corpse oil comes from here," Nie Ling'er said.
"Let's cut one open and take a look?" Lao Ye asked.
Nie Ling'er waved her hand to signal not to act rashly. Their first goal now was to find an exit and escape from the tomb of the Dian King. It didn't matter whether there were dead people in these balls or what they were used for at the time.
So Nie Ling'er put the copper pipe in his hand into the ball again, and the others continued to look for other exits in the tomb.
The hard work paid off, and Zuo Shisan soon found a floor tile that resembled a mechanism. This floor tile was more square and about one centimeter higher than the other surrounding floor tiles.
Seeing this floor tile, Nie Ling'er stepped on it without hesitation, and sure enough, a passage slowly opened on the tomb wall beside them.
It was dark inside the passage, with humid air coming towards me, and the bright flashlight could not reach the end.
Seeing this dark passage, Nie Ling'er unexpectedly asked Zuo Shisan next to him for his opinion:
"Should we explore the route first, or should we let everyone come over and walk together?"
Zuo Shisan thought for a while and said:
"I think it's best for everyone to go together. Mr. Ye's divination does not indicate that our current situation is best not to separate. If we get together, we can avert danger."
Nie Ling'er nodded and adopted Zuo Shisan's suggestion, so Li Hong immediately went back to call for help.
Soon, all the people in the team gathered beside this passage.
After the fat man came in, he stared at the wax balls around him and asked Peng Changsheng beside him:
"Captain Peng, what do you think these balls are used for?"
Peng Changsheng said:
"The ancient Dian Kingdom has always been mysterious. This is the first time I have explored the real tomb of the Dian King. Those spheres have yet to be studied."
The fat man continued:
"Is the long bronze tube on the ball considered a cultural relic?"
"Of course." Peng Changsheng asked.
"Let me give you an example, how much can I sell for that one?" Fatty already had other plans in mind.
After hearing this, Peng Changsheng glared at the fat man and said:
"Comrade Xiao Hu, cultural relics cannot be traded or bought privately. I hope you can correct your mentality and thoughts in the future and stop saying such words that are harmful to your own personality and national interests."
After hearing this, the fat man looked serious:
"Captain Peng, what you said is that I, Hu Yijun, will keep it in mind and will definitely not make the same mistake again!"
Peng Changsheng nodded and stopped talking. Until now, he has never gotten over the grief of his student's tragic death.
The fat man took advantage of Captain Peng not paying attention and pulled out the long bronze tube from one of the balls and hid it in his pocket.
At this time, the fat man was very proud of his "smartness". He had already planned to escape from the tomb of the King of Dian and find someone to estimate how much the long bronze pipe could be sold for.
