After walking for about ten minutes, the straight wall changed, and there was a turn of more than ninety degrees in the diagonal direction.
An obtuse angle is formed between the two passages. Opposite the obtuse angle, there is an additional arch. The inner side of the arch is a round room, and something like an incense burner is placed inside, with three legs and three ears.
There are patterns on it. Judging from the shape of the artifact, it looks very much like something from the Sixteen Kingdoms. Judging from the material, it is no longer bronze, but iron, or a pitch-black, unknown iron.
Many modern people don’t know that, in fact, the ancients had a high understanding of alloy technology. In the past, alloys accounted for more than half of the large metal objects that were often seen. It is estimated that this thing can be regarded as one of them.
What a masterpiece.
I walked over and took a look. The tripod was as tall as a person. The reliefs on it were very abstract, like words but not words. It made me a little confused. At the mouth of the tripod and the position of the feet, some details were...
It was handled very carefully. From this point of view, this thing may really have something to do with the ruling class at that time.
Thinking of this, I didn't pay much attention. I jumped up and took a look inside the cauldron. There were some black charcoal like firewood. I was curious, so I grabbed a handful out.
, crushed the things in my hands and examined them carefully with a flashlight. At that time, I felt that everything was no longer beautiful.
What was placed there were bones. They were burnt and had turned into bones that looked like charcoal. Maoshan, this was made by burning a living person during some weird ceremony. It was a bit disgusting, but it was more real.
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Due to various considerations, I did not tell Ding Ling and Xiaopang the truth. I clapped my hands to get rid of those things, and then followed them along the next section of the passage. After walking a few steps, I stopped, and a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.
, I ran back quickly and took a look at the angle formed by these two straight roads...
This angle is a bit special.
After thinking for a while, I asked Ding Ling and Xiaopang to help me. I used a red rope to extend the straight line formed by the passage and the straight line formed by the new wall and the ground to form an angle. I was very careful and very careful.
I carefully made three vertical lines towards the red rope from where the red rope was sitting. At that time, three isosceles right triangles of different sizes appeared under the beam of the flashlight...
According to the sum of interior angles theorem, the sum of the three angles in a triangle is 180 degrees. Excluding the right angle we deliberately made, it is 90 degrees. Then divide the two bottom angles of the same size in half, and we can get
, the supplementary angle of the angle between these two channels is one hundred and eighty minus ninety divided by two, that is, forty-five degrees. From this point of view, the angle formed by the two channels is one hundred
Thirty-five degrees, not one minute more, not one minute less.
One hundred and thirty-five degrees is a very important angle. As far as I know, every internal angle of the Bagua shape is an angle of one hundred and thirty-five degrees. If this angle is not a coincidence, it means that this underground palace,
It is most likely a fairly regular octagonal shape, with Qiankangenzhen, Xunlikundui, and the whole thing is a Bagua.
I was thinking in my mind and seemed to understand something. I took a flashlight and ran over. Sure enough, I met a corner in front of me that was exactly the same as before. Opposite this corner, there was also a round one that was exactly the same as the one I saw just now.
A house and a black tripod that is as tall as a person.
Xiaopang had encountered ghosts hitting the wall a few times, and when he saw this situation, he was furious. I told him not to panic, took out a pen and paper in my backpack and drew a simple diagram. After doing the math, I understood.
Starting from the passage we came in, we went up clockwise and passed two angles. There was a similar tripod at each angle, and each angle was the same 135 degrees.
This shows that there is really a Bagua-shaped structure here.
One of the Bagua-shaped walls is empty, and there is no passage like the one we walked through when we came here. This means that unlike the tall black tripod, there are not eight straight passages leading to this Bagua, but
Yes, four, or two. Based on my understanding of the ancient Qimen Phalanx, four is more likely.
Because these four passages are actually eight tripods cut into four small parts placed in two, which is consistent with the principle of the four images and eight trigrams in the theory of yin and yang.
Thinking of this, I became energetic at that time. I simply told Xiaopang and the others what I thought. I didn’t bother to explain it carefully to two confused guys, so I pulled them and ran forward.
, we stopped out of breath, and our eyes suddenly lit up, because in front of us, the passage that was exactly the same as the one when we came in, was lying gorgeously in front of us!
"Oh, what do you mean by this? Boss, have we encountered a ghost hitting the wall again?" Xiaopang grinned as he had deep resentment for this endless loop of landscape.
"Don't talk nonsense, it's not a ghost beating the wall, this is another way." I said, and quickly looked around with a flashlight. When I turned my head, I saw a black hole in the same position as the stone door I pushed last time.
A large, dark hole is standing quietly on the rubble... Yes, this is it. Sure enough, someone has been here.
Thinking of this, I quickly picked up Ding Ling and the two of them and ran over there. I felt a thrill that I was about to find a treasure. However, when I ran over and took a look, I was speechless. Looking from a distance, I didn't feel that
There was something. Only when I got closer did I realize that there were many corpses lying strewn about the doorway. They had been dead for who knows how long.
Each and every one of them was so rotten that only tattered clothes and gray-black bones were left. Something, I don’t know if it was hair, was scattered among the corpses. Before anyone could pass by, there was a ghostly wind and howling ghosts.
The sound is faintly visible.
In such an underground palace, there would never be such a strong flow of air. We, who had been through battle for a long time, realized that we were in danger at the same time. Needless to say, Xiaopang pulled out his mahogany sword and joined me.
The force of the horns protected Ding Ling behind him, but the faint voice was still wrapped in the dark wind, lingering around and refusing to leave...
"What is this?" Ding Ling asked me weakly, grabbing my clothes nervously.
"I don't know. They should be the souls of the dead who died under the arrows when they came." I said and took a long breath.