This secret door was very long and slanted. When Qin Yang jumped down from the exit, he found that this place was completely different from the one above. There was a sinister atmosphere everywhere, a trace of chill and resignation.
There is no lighting tool, but Qin Yang can still see clearly with his yin and yang eyes. There is almost a bone every three steps, and a corpse every three steps. Those corpses are not skeletons, and they look like they have been slowly drained of all the water.
The mummy was very appropriate. The divine wolf shook its body, its eyes glowed faintly in the darkness, and the black resentment wherever it looked turned away.
And unlike the man-made buildings above, here is a natural underground palace with twists and turns and countless tombs. Of course, the tombs are specially polished by hand and are very regular. I am also surprised that Zhang Jiao can make this place.
It is a pity that such a natural cemetery was occupied by Dong Zhuojiu in the end.
He didn't dare to look in the direction of central yang. There was deep resentment there, and Qin Yang didn't want to disturb them yet. There were also mechanisms in Dong Zhuo's mausoleum. When Dong Zhuo was stabbed to death by Lu Bu, his bodyguards ran away with the body.
, they never went out after entering the cemetery. These people had followed Dong Zhuo in the business of robbing tombs many times before, so they also had experience in guarding against theft. In addition, Dong Zhuo had already gathered a lot of food and weapons here. According to these people,
Dong Zhuo carried a classic that was found on Zhang Jiao's body. Based on Zhang Jiao's polishing, he reorganized the entire tomb and designed numerous mechanisms. Although not as sophisticated as the ones above, they were full of murderous intent.
I don’t know if these institutions are still powerful after all these years.
No matter what, Qin Yang would not go out of his way to touch the mechanisms. He narrowed his eyes slightly and could clearly see some of the nearby mechanisms hidden in the wall. At the same time, he also walked carefully to avoid touching them. The divine wolf followed closely.
He never made a wrong step in his steps. After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the corner in front of him. He called to the divine wolf and hid in a recessed place next to it, which was just big enough for him and the divine wolf.
"Stephen, how long has this damn place fallen to the ground? I feel like we are going in circles." A dissatisfied complaint came. Qin Yang's mind moved and he knew that this group of people was the five people he saw during the day.
, I really came here to rob the tomb, and I was able to reach the second floor. It’s really not easy.
"Bag, you bastard, please keep your voice down." Stephen shouted dissatisfied: "Chinese cemeteries have many structures. The upper floor is probably a maze designed by the owner of the tomb to prevent theft. If we didn't have a map,
I’ve been killed by your bastard’s voice a long time ago!”
Bug calmed down, but still complained: "We worked so hard to get in, why is it still just a maze? Oh my God, the upper floor is simply empty."
"The more powerful the maze is, the richer the treasures in this tomb are." Stephen whispered.
The few people moved forward cautiously. After turning the corner, they did not notice Qin Yang lurking inside. After walking away minding their own business, Qin Yang greeted the divine wolf and turned around to leave. The foreign man who had been at the end was shocked.
:"who?"
Bang, several pistols appeared instantly, but after shining the flashlight, they were empty. This made Stephen relieved: "Maybe you are too nervous, be careful. It's not just us who are here this time, all tomb robbers from China are gathered here."
Here, be careful not to let them take advantage of you."
As Stephen said.
There were more than ten teams of tomb robbers who came in this time, but half of them were trapped in the maze and retreated without touching the mechanism. Three teams died in the first level of the mechanism before actually reaching the second level.
There were only this foreign team, Hongfeng's team, and a group that didn't look like they were here to rob the tomb. There were six people in this team, and the leader was an old man in his fifties, with a white
Gloves looked like an archaeologist. The other five people included a middle-aged couple and three young men and women, who should be graduate students. They all looked like serious archaeologists in their clothes.
"Xiao Ling, do you think there might be a ghost in this place?" One of the young women shrank back and leaned against the other woman, shivering a little.
Xiaoling was a bit quiet, but she also had the air of an adventurer. She said in a funny tone: "What era is this in? Are there any ghosts? We've been to so many ancient tombs and haven't found any ghosts. Why are we here?"
Are you afraid?"
"Don't you feel the coldness in the place? It's like someone is blowing a cool breeze, blowing the coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow." The frightened woman whispered, and poked the young man, saying: "Wooden wood, you
Do you feel it?"
"A bit." Mu Mu wore thick glasses and held a strong flashlight in his hand. He looked around and said, "It always feels like there is something cold and invisible that cannot be touched."
"I'll just tell you." The frightened girl said hurriedly: "Xiaoling, you are so nervous that you didn't feel it."
"You three." The old man in front turned his head and whispered: "What are you arguing about? Xiaolu, I usually ask you to read less novels about cows, ghosts, snakes and gods. If you don't have ghosts in your heart, there are no ghosts in this world.
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"I know, professor." Xiaolu said hurriedly.
The group of six people had been walking for seven or eight minutes when they suddenly found some armor and bones in the ground in front of them. Xiaolu was startled and hid behind Xiaoling. Xiaoling smiled and walked forward to see the professor.
He was studying it carefully and said: "Professor, judging from the armor format, it should belong to the weapons and equipment of Dong Zhuo's Xiliang Army during the Three Kingdoms period. Is this really Dong Zhuo's tomb?"
"It's possible." The professor put down a piece of broken armor in his hand, sighed, and said: "Historical records record that Dong Zhuo took charge of the capital, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. He took Chang'an, the capital of Xiandi's west, and took Luoyang's gold jewelry, cultural relics, and books before leaving.
They forcibly robbed and burned palaces, temples, government offices and homes, and coerced millions of residents of Luoyang to go westward together, leaving no remains within 200 miles around Luoyang. However, there is no record of the cultural relics stolen by Dong Zhuo.
, resulting in a historical blank in China. If this is really Dong Zhuo's tomb, then we may be able to find the cultural relics and books he stole."
"But according to historical records, Dong Zhuo was buried in a street, and the Dong family was also destroyed." Xiaoling asked puzzledly: "How could he be buried in such a place?"
The professor shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. Maybe we will gain something if we enter the tomb." As he said that, the professor took the flashlight and shined it on a yellowed map. According to the compass position, he said
: "The place where we belong should belong to the corner of the mausoleum, and there should be a passage to enter the mausoleum. Let's go."
The group of people looked at the map while walking, and when they reached a corner, they finally saw a stone door that was more than two meters high. They were immediately delighted. The three men carefully pushed the stone door open, and after confirming that there was enough oxygen inside, they walked in cautiously.
This is a darker corridor, about one meter wide. Both sides of the corridor are polished to be extremely smooth, and there are some mysterious black patterns carved on the top that make several people look like they are covered in clouds and fog.
"What is this?" The professor frowned, and kept scanning the flashlight here and there, searching through all the knowledge from the late Eastern Han Dynasty in his mind, but none of them could explain these carvings to him.
"ah."
Xiaolu suddenly shouted.,
Everyone was startled and hurriedly moved closer. Xiaolu pointed at the wall in horror and said tremblingly: "I, I have seen these."
"Well? Really?" The professor was immediately delighted and said, "Tell me about it quickly."
Xiaolu swallowed her saliva, looking at these mysterious black patterns, her whole body trembled: "I, I bought a shabby book in the ghost market very early. It should be a Taoist traveler in the Ming Dynasty who recorded the late Western period.
Unofficial historical works of the Han Dynasty contain this pattern, which is interpreted as a mysterious evil ritual. It is rumored that Wang Mang received the support of a secret tribe and obtained the method of this mysterious evil ritual, with the purpose of making it permanent.
It survived, but no one knows the process, but it was later discovered by Fan Chong, and an expert from Langya Mountain taught him the method, and destroyed the ritual. According to what is recorded in the book, this ritual should have been extinct."
What Xiaolu said was a bit too ridiculous, and several people felt that she had read too many novels.
The professor was still a little dissatisfied: "Xiaolu, we are archaeologists, not promoting some wild history rumors that have no historical basis."
"But, really, it's exactly the same as what I saw." Xiaolu said anxiously: "Professor, let's go back? Otherwise, something big will happen."
"What a big deal, Xiaolu, don't worry." Seeing that the professor's face was getting more and more ugly, Xiaoling hurriedly pulled Xiaolu aside.
At this time, the middle-aged couple suddenly came back and said: "There is a small tomb in front, and the owner inside should be quite important."
"Oh? Let's go over and have a look." The professor nodded hurriedly.
Xiaolu's face changed drastically: "Professor, don't, don't touch the things inside."
"Xiao Ling, you two look at her." The professor glared at her angrily.
Xiaolu swallowed her saliva and said anxiously: "Xiaoling, the wood really can't move, if it does move."
"Okay Xiaolu, it's nothing." Xiaoling comforted her with a smile.
Mumu was curious: "Sister Xiaolu, do you think the ritual of falling to the ground is so evil?"
"According to records, the people who died during the ceremony will survive in a strange form. The specific form has never been recorded, but the book says that they are very evil and are the indignation of heaven and man, and those who break into the ritual formation will be
If you die in painful torture, you will feel as if there are tens of millions of ants wandering around in your internal organs, long blood-red threads deep in your mouth, your hair will turn yellow, and your whole body will rot piece by piece. And this ritual
The process can only be carried out in the land of extreme yin. I have seen this area before coming here, it is the land of nine yin." Xiaolu said with some fear.
"Ha, these are all rumors. The author may have deceived people. Don't be afraid." Xiaoling said with a smile.
At this time, suddenly there was an exclamation in front of them. The three of them were startled and rushed over. However, they found a light on in a tomb chamber. The professor and the middle-aged couple were excitedly studying something.
There seemed to be words painted on the tattered cloth. Judging from the excited faces of several people, it was obvious that they had made a major discovery. Xiaoling and Mu Mu went up to help, while Xiaolu looked at the sarcophagus placed in the center in horror.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, Xiaolu heard a sound. She had entered a very sensitive state. She saw the sarcophagus began to move slowly, as if there was a force inside opening it. Moreover, her whole body seemed to be covered by an invisible big force.
Trapped by the net, he was speechless and unable to move. He could only watch the coffin open wider and wider.
She tried hard to shout loudly, but she found that her body was gradually getting colder, freezing bit by bit, and she could even see a cold white frost spreading on her hands.
"Snapped."
From the gap in the coffin, a withered hand stretched out. It was a dark hand, extremely stiff, and then, the owner of this withered hand also appeared in front of her eyes. It was a tall, tight hand.
His taut and shiny body was black, and you could even see a black armor on his body, which looked very much like a mummy in a TV movie.