"It's okay, Sister Hong," I patted myself on the back, "I carried hundreds of thousands on my back, and it doesn't hurt at all. Now, I'm fine."
A mole smiled and said: "Don't panic, I'll be looking for help when we get out. When the time comes, call the boss and the third, and let's get this out."
"It's matching, it's a good feeling," I tightened the straps on my chest.
We continued walking along the underground river, and I looked back from time to time. I always felt that the chimes hanging on the roof of the cave were like a lot of banknotes, swaying in the wind and waving to me.
About 200 meters away from here, while walking, my nose felt hot and suddenly I had a nosebleed for no reason.
"Wait a minute, Sister Hong," I quickly raised my head and shouted to a mole to stop.
A mole didn't forget to tease me at this time. She said: "Young man is full of firepower. His nose will bleed even if he is bare-chested. Wait a minute." She tore off a piece of cloth from her body and said, "Keep your head high and say goodbye."
If you move around, I'll wipe the blood for you."
"Sister Hong, why do you have a nosebleed?" I saw a mole and suddenly started to have a nosebleed.
She didn't wipe it for me anymore, she hurriedly raised her head and used a cloth strip to stop the bleeding.
"Bang..."
At this moment, a low metallic sound suddenly came from behind us. The sound sounded somewhat similar to the sound of ringing a chime.
I carried the struck chime on my back, raised my neck and looked back.
At that moment, all the hairs on my body exploded!
The underground river kept bubbling, and the copper chains hanging the clay ball skulls began to pull quickly.
Dozens of round mud balls began to swing from side to side, rhythmically, and began to hit the meteorite chime one after another.
Those colliding skulls and heads were able to operate autonomously under the control of some kind of underwater mechanism. These chimes began to play a tune of their own from more than two thousand years ago.
"Bang."
"when!"
The low chime sound became louder and louder, as if it reached the depths of people's souls, and my scalp tightened as I listened.
Less than 200 meters away, as I listened to this sound, I began to feel my eyes swollen, my heart tightening, and the veins on both sides of my temples began to bulge.
The nosebleed I just had cannot stop now, and the nosebleeds are getting more and more frequent.
A mole is in a similar situation to mine. I also have nosebleeds that won’t stop.
Her eyes were swollen and veins appeared on her forehead, and she heard her yelling angrily: "Yunfeng, run! We are going to die!"
...
Many people don’t know that chimes themselves don’t make any sound. Chimes vibrate under the hammer’s strike. The vibration passes through invisible air as a medium and is finally transmitted to people’s ears. Therefore, it becomes the chime rhythm.
A few years later, in order to understand the principle, I spent some money and pretended to be the leader of a Hong Kong art troupe. I found Professor Wang Dan, an old technician who had worked at the National 703 Musical Instrument Factory. Professor Wang Dan had personally hosted
Completely restored Zeng Houyi chime set.
So I asked her, under certain circumstances, is it possible that the sound of chimes can kill people?
Professor Wang was very surprised after hearing this. She asked me why I asked this, and I said it was just out of curiosity.
Finally, she told me that it was possible. She gave an example, saying that someone could shatter a glass with a high-decibel sound, and that chimes were also possible.
Looking back now.
This is a life-threatening concert. The performers are dozens of skulls with gilded runes, and the musical instruments are a set of meteorite chimes from the Western Zhou Dynasty.
And the host who asked me and Sister Hong to listen.
