Walking on the tomb passage that is only twenty meters long, I always feel a little uneasy. I can't explain why, but it may be psychological reasons, so I subconsciously stick close to the mustache.
I don’t know how many times Mustache has done business in the past, but I can imagine that he must also be a good player. Small mechanisms such as chain flaps and rope-led crossbows in general tomb passages are like toys to him, even if
If it is triggered, you can also escape by taking advantage of the small gap in the chain reaction of the mechanism hub.
We walked very slowly, and the flashlight shone on the pile of things at the end of the tomb passage. As we walked closer, I found that it was a very scattered pile of things, like boxes and statues. Anyway, it was a mess.
There was a huge pile of them, so messy that they almost blocked the exit of the tomb passage.
Everything was normal. We walked out slowly about ten meters, and a smaller arch appeared on the left and right walls of the tomb passage. This must be a joint tomb, with two narrow passages leading to the ear chambers respectively.
Then it is connected to the main tomb chamber. Generally speaking, Song tombs have only one tomb chamber, but by the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the tomb chambers have been carefully distinguished. Especially in the Southern Song Dynasty, when a husband and wife were buried together in a tomb, the coffins of the two people were in different tomb chambers.
They are buried separately in the tomb, so there must be at least two tombs, front and back.
When he got here, Lao Gong discovered something strange. He had a deep research on Xixia culture, so he always paid attention to the murals around him. The murals ten meters in front of the tomb passage were comprehensive in content, exquisite in painting, and well-proportioned in color.
At this point, the painting is rough and the colors are very inconsistent, as if it was done in a hurry or in a hurry.
We abandoned the two small arches and wanted to enter the main tomb directly from here. Lao Gong began to guess. He said that these murals seemed a bit abnormal. The paintings were painted from the entrance, which was obviously anticlimactic.
Little Beard and I didn't talk to each other. A blind person could see that something was wrong here. There was a tomb built under the mandala at the ruins of the ancient Xixia city, which was very strange in itself.
"Let's go in first and talk about it. People have already entered here. How many things can be left for us is still unknown..."
Lao Gong's words were a little bit off, but before he finished his sentence, I heard a very slight sound coming from his feet, like a person walking in a dense forest full of fallen leaves, and then stepping on them.
The sound of a small branch.
This very slight sound immediately triggered a series of reactions. Before I could open my mouth to ask, I immediately heard a series of "click" sounds above my head. Then, I smelled a very strange smell that I couldn't describe.
It smells pungent, like rotten garlic.
"Quickly retreat!"
His mustache felt like it had been pricked by a needle. In the flash of flashlight, I seemed to see his pupils suddenly shrink, then he clung to the wall and pushed me away.
boom......
In the next few seconds, the strange smell became stronger, and it was like brilliant fireworks exploded above our heads, one after another of light blue fire mixed with rolling white eyes, overwhelming.
It poured down and covered the entire tomb passage in an instant.
The mustache stretched out his hand and covered my mouth and nose. The blue fire falling on the tomb passage burned strangely. It continued to burn desperately when it fell on the ground, turning the tomb passage into a sea of fire, and the white smoke became thicker and thicker.
.The fire came so suddenly that we had no chance to reach the entrance of the tomb passage. At this time, Mustache pushed me around, got into the passage behind the small arch, and then ran as fast as he could.
"Run! If you don't run, you will die! Block your nose and try not to breathe!" Mustache's tone was very urgent. In fact, when the blue fire fell, I felt a strong crisis, so I pressed his button immediately.
Following his instructions, he picked up his clothes, covered his nose, and ran down with him.
We felt a bit panicked and had no choice. The white smoke from the burning blue fire had poured into the corridor. The mustache gritted his teeth slightly and dragged me not to let go. We kept running along the twisted corridor, turning here and there.
After running for a few dozen meters, the corridor ended, and we should have arrived at the connected ear room, but when we ran here, we saw a room full of boxes.
"Come in!"
Mustache pulled me and rushed in. Without saying a word, he carried a box at hand and blocked the door. The box was very big and looked very heavy. Mustache was very strenuous. I immediately understood his intention, and there was a rush of people.
The white smoke entering the corridor may be fatal, so the entrance here must be blocked.
I immediately went to drag the box, but the weight of the box was beyond my expectation. Even if I tried my best to suck the milk, I couldn't move it. Mustache came over to help me, and we worked together to lift the box, one bite at a time.
Stack them up to block the exit of the corridor. However, it is impossible to block the exit completely, so Mustache just looks around and continues to run.
"What is that?" I was so tired that I could hardly lift my arms.
"Phosphorus fire." Mustache regained his composure. He glanced at the surrounding boxes and said, "Get out of here first."
I immediately took a breath of air conditioning. Lao Gong almost dragged us all to hell this time. The builder of this pit is not an ordinary person. He used a very sophisticated and poisonous mechanism. Once this kind of phosphorus fire burns out, it cannot be extinguished.
If it is extinguished, it will spread over a large area if it falls on the body, and the white smoke is highly toxic and will cause death if inhaled.
Lao Gong ran away from us, and as soon as this fatal fire appeared, I had a vague feeling that this pit might not be as peaceful as Mustache said before. But we were out of danger for the time being, and then, boxes all over the floor made us
I feel a little strange. The air here is not unpleasant, but it has a very old smell.
Mustache and I hurriedly opened a box, which was full of books. They were yellow, as crisp as dried leaves, and turned into slag at the slightest move.
I didn’t care about looking at what was in the other boxes for the time being. Xiaozhu and I hurriedly left here. We wanted to get to the main tomb where things might be stored as soon as possible, and then find a way to leave. But our situation seemed to be getting worse and worse.
, and it’s getting weirder and weirder. The pit under this mandala is obviously weird. When I stand in the tomb passage, I will think that this is a tomb, but at this time, I can’t tell what kind of place this is.
There are rooms like rooms that are thirty to forty square meters in size everywhere, and there are boxes and some random things everywhere. The sense of direction is completely confused. Mustache’s rich experience is of no use at all. Even he is confused.
I can't tell where to go to the main tomb.
In the end, Xiaozhu and I couldn’t tell how many houses like this we had walked through. He was afraid of getting lost and getting stunned here, so every time he passed, he would leave a secret mark. Our pace became slower and slower.
, and became more and more cautious. Fortunately, all the unfamiliar houses appeared in front of us, which meant that at least the two of us were walking towards a place where there might be a way to survive, instead of going around in circles.
At the same time, I couldn't suppress the doubts in my heart, and started to roll back and forth. Who is the owner of this pit? He took out a tomb under the mandala that said the tomb was a tomb, but it didn't exactly look like a tomb.
, what is it for? The boxes and other things on the floor are definitely not buried with them, but rather seem to be warehouses where things are stored.
Immediately, what Mr. Fang and Mr. Gong once said came to my mind. Before the fall of Xixia, some things from Xingqing Mansion were transferred to Heishui City and Bantuo. Could this be the place that Mr. Fang was searching for so hard?
of?
I followed Xiaozi with these questions, and gradually, the densely packed boxes and sundries became less numerous. At this time, long-lost murals appeared on the four walls. Originally, Xiaohu and I didn’t pay much attention to these.
Because conditions do not allow it, the first priority is to find a way out and a bronze medal.
But when we first saw the murals, we were involuntarily attracted by the content of the murals. In fact, these murals are very incomplete. It may be that the painters at that time were eager to complete the work and handled it improperly, so many of the contents were not preserved intact.
When I saw one of the blurry murals, I felt a thump in my heart. I don’t know why, but I had a very strange feeling. The reason why the murals are not well preserved is due to post-processing problems, but the paintings themselves are very exquisite and very special.
vivid.
There is only one figure in the mural. If you distinguish it carefully, you can be sure that it is a Taoist priest. In the painting, a knife cuts through the Taoist priest's neck. The head and body are separated, and the head is flying into the air with blood. The picture is very blurry.
, but I seem to be able to see a pair of eyes on the Taoist priest's head, which are painted vividly.
The whole picture was bloody, as if every drop of blood in the mural was painted with real blood. I even thought I could smell a faint smell of blood.