Chen Mengsheng opened his arms to protect the three of them and stepped back a few steps: "The sand bucket black plate is a mechanism specially designed by the Mohist tomb masters for the emperor's tomb. If someone steps on the sand bucket overhead, it will fall down and destroy the tomb.
When the niches are full, everyone will be buried in the sand with no chance of survival."
Jiang Meng looked back at the mercury ravine behind him and then at the niche in front of him and sighed: "His grandma, the people of these thousand years ago were too dark. Once the later golden rope bridge was broken, if people could be lucky
Once you cross the bridge, you will be buried in the sand, and even those who are lucky enough to survive will be trapped here and starve to death. Poison, it is really poison!"
Xiang Xiaotian squinted his eyes and looked at it and said: "The ravines are too far apart. Even the best tomb robbers can't be as quick as the Chen Mengsheng brothers. I guess the current mechanism should be
This is the last one in the Han Tomb. As long as we can get rid of the sand, we can go straight to the main tomb."
Shangguan Yanran calmed down for a while and looked much better than before. She said, "Brother, aren't the hundreds of thousands of craftsmen who built the mausoleum afraid that they will be injured by the mechanisms here?"
Xiang Xiaotian smiled and said: "I'm a silly girl. It takes hundreds of thousands of laborers to build a mausoleum and build a tomb. When the mausoleum is almost built, those laborers will be killed on the spot or taken out to be killed."
How could they have a chance to encounter the mechanisms here? In the end, there were only a few thousand skilled craftsmen left alive in the entire mausoleum who made mechanisms and carved jade articles for coffins and coffins. But they were all locked up in the ear room of the mausoleum, waiting.
After the old boy Liu Xu's coffin was brought in, he first force-fed poison to the craftsmen and then asked them to set up mechanisms from the inside out. Finally, the craftsmen were killed by the soldiers. Even if there were any fish that slipped through the net, they would die from the poison. The supervisor of the imperial mausoleum
The soldiers were not spared either. They stayed here for many years and waited for the door of the tomb to be closed. After killing the last group of skilled craftsmen in the tomb, they were killed by other soldiers sent before they could figure out what was going on.
Since ancient times, few people know the secrets of the imperial mausoleum."
Shangguan Yanran was dumbfounded when she heard what Xiang Xiaotian said. Hundreds of thousands of people just said no and disappeared. She felt a little more afraid of the imperial mausoleum, and turned to Chen Mengsheng and said: "Senior brother, is there a way to break this formation of sand and earth?"
Chen Mengsheng said: "To break the formation of fighting sand, we all rely on the black plate above. There are usually some inscriptions and diagrams engraved on the black plate. There will be a ball hidden under the black plate. If the ball slips accidentally, the black plate will
Once it leaves the ball or falls to the ground, there is no way the sand bucket will overturn and fall back to the sky. Junior sister, please wait for me here while I go explore the mysterious disk."
"Brother, you must be careful." Chen Mengsheng smiled at Shangguan Yanran, nodded and jumped up.
Chen Mengsheng was half-hanging on the black plate. After looking carefully, there were two circles engraved on the black plate. The outer circle was engraved with the twelve earthly branches and the inner circle was engraved with a nine-tailed turtle. Each of the nine tails flaunted a handful.
In the shape of a fan, Chen Mengsheng gently touched the turtle's body, causing the black plate to tremble and the fine sand on top to flutter down...
"Brother, what is that thing on the black plate? Why are you so scared that you can't help but be buried in the sand? Let's find a way out again." Among the three of them, Xiang Xiaotian has the strongest eyesight.
Seeing Chen Mengsheng touching the black plate and not daring to move, he couldn't help but feel anxious secretly.
Chen Mengsheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said nervously: "There is a nine-tailed turtle carved on the black plate, and the turtle's tail points to the twelve earthly branches. Only by turning the turtle's tail to the direction of the earthly branches can we break the formation, but I don't know how.
Turn around."
Shangguan Yanran thought for a while and said, "Senior brother, look at the third tail of the nine-tailed turtle. Is it particularly long?"
When Shangguan Yanran said this, Chen Mengsheng lowered his head to look for the third tail of the nine-tailed turtle on the black plate. Sure enough, the third tail was slightly longer than the other eight turtle tails. "Junior sister, it is indeed the third tail that has grown longer.
,what does this mean?"
"Brother, this is the art of nine turtle turns in southern Taoism. The third turtle tail is the key to unlocking the mechanism. Once you turn the turtle's hand with your hand, you cannot leave the turtle tail, otherwise the mechanism will be triggered.
.”
Chen Mengsheng responded: "Junior sister, I understand, just tell me how to open the turtle's tail." Chen Mengsheng pinched the turtle's tail with two fingers of his right hand.
Shangguan Yanran was so anxious that she was sweating and muttered: "The Four Saints descended from heaven... The Dharma is based on the turtle... The wood is the shoulder and the fire is the foot. Oh, senior brother, the first turn is to turn the turtle to the west and up the four
The circle stopped at the noon position." Chen Mengsheng did as he was told, and after four circles, it stopped at the noon position. Suddenly, a crisp click of the mechanism being inserted into the slot was heard in the empty niche.
"Brother, turn the tortoise tail nine times toward the east and set it on the child position." Chen Mengsheng turned for a while and then heard a clicking sound. Xiang Xiaotian and Jiang Meng listened to Shangguan Yanran's formula and understood every word.
. He was about to praise Shangguan Yanran, but he saw Shangguan Yanran rubbing his hands anxiously and staring blankly at the ground.
"Junior sister, what should I do next?" Chen Mengsheng held the turtle's tail in his hands for a long time, not hearing Shangguan Yanran's prompts, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
"Senior brother, let me think about it. My father coaxed me to recite that mantra when I was a child. I can't remember it after so long." Shangguan Yanran said aggrievedly.
Xiang Xiaotian was shocked and said: "Girl, that is your father's nursery rhyme to coax you? How reliable is this?"
"Brother Xiang, the Nine Transformations of the Linggui is originally a Qimen magic number of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it has disappeared as early as the Sui and Tang Dynasties. My father also accidentally learned it from the Qimen magic number, and taught me when I was a child. The formula is ninety-nine and eighty-one.
There are so many sentences that I really can’t remember them all after such a long time.”
Xiang Xiao jumped up angrily and shouted: "Girl, whether we can enter the main tomb, whether your senior brother can come out safely, whether the people of the world can have peace is all in your hands!" Shangguan Yanran was killed by Xiang Xiaotian.
After such a roar, recalling the starting points in my head turned into a confused ball again...
Chen Mengsheng felt miserable holding the nine-tailed turtle's tail in his hand. The nine-tailed turtle was polished and slippery. If he used too much force, he was afraid that the black plate would shake. If he let go of the sand bucket above his head, the niche would be broken.
The room was filled with tears. The sweat on his forehead dripped down the bridge of his nose and onto the torn clothes. He still pretended to be relaxed and said: "Junior sister, don't be anxious. Calm down and slowly recall the formula.
, I’ll be fine here.”
Jiang Meng climbed along the pole and said, "Miss Shangguan, please don't deal with Xiang Xiaotian. He has never read a book like me. He doesn't know that recalling those formulas is the most troublesome. Come on, Miss Shangguan, sit down and think slowly."
While Jiang Meng was talking, his eyes were glancing at the other Dongzhu on the door of the cast iron tomb next to him, but he was afraid that the trap would be poked out again, and he was uneasy. As long as he lured Shangguan Yanran and Xiang Xiaotian to the side, he would be able to do it.
…
"Yes, Brother Jiang, the way you said it slowly and carefully thought about the words made me really remember the formula. Brother Jiang, thank you. The Four Saints descended from the sky, the law uses the spirit tortoise, and the wood is the fire on the shoulder. The external appearance cannot enter,
The inner appearance cannot come out. Everything is conditioned, manifesting and upholding the true path. By embodying this Dharma appearance, you can accept and uphold it. The two rituals are not separated, and they are still in the dark, and they have not yet been formed..." Shangguan Yanran recited a large section of the text of the three people in one breath.
No one dared to interrupt her if she didn't understand the formula, just in case she forgot it again...
Shangguan Yanran shouted happily: "Senior brother, turn the turtle's tail three times southward to the ugly position..." Chen Mengsheng listened to Shangguan Yanran's instructions and finally broke the nine-turn technique of the turtle. He heard behind him
The wall of the niche slowly cracked into an arched semicircular door. "Haha, I really have you, girl. You even broke the sand fighting formation in the niche."
Xiang Xiaotian stretched out his foot and touched the niche a few times. After noticing that nothing was wrong, he stepped into the niche, turned around, waved to Shangguan Yanran and Jiang Meng, and said, "Come in, brother Jiang. Don't be there."
There is no time to waste, we don’t have much time to enter the main tomb and attack the ghost king’s body.”
Chen Mengsheng dodged and entered the arch behind the niche. Behind the arch was the main tomb, a flat land dug out of the mountain. Several sets of chimes were displayed on the ground. There were two ear rooms on the left and right behind the flat ground, and in the center of the ear room was a
There is a small mirror lake formed by artificially collecting underground mountain spring water. Behind the mirror lake are long and narrow steps leading to the coffin of Guangling King Liu Xu. The entire main tomb rock wall is painted with bright and various patterns. There is a picture of Guangling King Liu Xu fighting a wild boar with his bare hands.
There are pictures of black bears, beautiful women holding flower baskets flying in the sky, and Ling Ling's expressions are lifelike and lifelike...
Shangguan Yanran followed Chen Mengsheng and Xiang Xiaotian with a torch, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, there are fresh lotus leaves in Brother Xiang's mirror lake!"
Xiang Xiaotian smiled and said: "Girl, those lotus leaves have been sealed for a long time. They look fresh but are actually dead long ago. After a while, the outside breath flows in, and the lotus leaves will turn into
Flying ash." Before Xiang Xiaotian finished speaking, the flowers and leaves in Xiaojing Lake gradually turned into light gray. The color gradually deepened from light gray, and finally turned into flying ash...
Jiang Meng panted and ran over and said, "Why is the main tomb of the Han Mausoleum so empty? The imperial mausoleum should be filled with gold and silver, and jade and precious stones are everywhere?"
Chen Mengsheng shook his head and said: "I heard Judge Cui say in the Netherworld that King Guangling was guilty of the death penalty of witchcraft, cursing the emperor and seeking power to usurp the throne. As a result, Liu Xu did not enjoy royal treatment during the funeral. There was not so much treasure buried with him.
, even the gold jade clothes on the corpse were stripped off by the people sent by Huo Guang."
Xiang Xiaotian sighed: "If you don't do a good job as the King of Guangling, you just want to fight for the throne after being full, and end up like this. After death, he turned into a ghost king and came to harm the world. Brother, look at this imperial mausoleum.
There is nothing on the outside, but nothing inside."
Chen Mengsheng glanced around with his heavenly eyes, and saw a dark head protruding from the left ear chamber. A pair of eyes with only whites but no pupils looked straight at Chen Mengsheng and the four of them...