"Say it! Taoist Priest! Is there anything you can't say? Who asked you to give me the photo?"
Hearing me call him Taoist priest, the little Taoist priest immediately showed a look of enjoyment, but he immediately shook his head: "I am not a Taoist priest yet, I am just a Taoist priest now, but sooner or later I will become a Taoist priest like my mentor!"
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"Isn't your master the old man just now? I don't think he is dressed like a Taoist priest."
"No! That's my grandfather! I'm talking about my master!"
The little Taoist priest's eyes suddenly became gentle. He looked up at the moon and said, "My master is the strongest person in the world, but he has been missing for several years and I have never found him."
"Let's not talk about my master, Xiaofengzi. We printed a total of thirteen pictures of this old martial arts association photo. If you take one of them, be sure to keep it well! Don't lose it! If you don't use it, it will be lost in the future.
You can also pass it on to your descendants! As long as you come to our old martial arts association with this photo, no matter how big the trouble is, we can solve it for you!"
"Xiaodao, my mission is completed, that's it, Xiaofengzi, please remember that my name is Lin Sanguan, let's meet in the world!"
After saying that, the little Taoist priest turned over and fell off the roof. I quickly ran to see if he had fallen to death.
Unexpectedly, I saw him land smoothly behind his right hand, his movements were very handsome and unrestrained, with a faint smile on his face, he waved to me with his left hand, and then disappeared into the darkness.
"Lin Sanguan'er..."
I muttered to myself, thinking that this little Taoist priest was really interesting.
I smoked a cigarette on the roof, blew in the wind for a while, and was about to go back and take a nap. Suddenly, I saw a woman in pajamas walking down the street.
"Who isn't that...?"
I was at a high position and had a good view, so I recognized her immediately. She was clearly the woman in the theater troupe.
Strange...could she be sleepwalking?
I went out and chased her. After walking for a hundred or two hundred meters, I saw her suddenly taking off her pants and squatting down. She didn't relieve herself. After squatting for two seconds, she picked up her pants and continued walking forward.
Who in the right mind would do this?
I was sure that she was sleepwalking at this moment, so I ran to her and looked.
I saw her eyes open, her face pale and expressionless, as if she didn't see me at all and was just walking forward on her own.
To be honest, her current state is scary.
It’s at least three kilometers from the next village, which means she has already walked three kilometers!
There is a steep mountain road ahead. She is in an unconscious state. If she continues to walk like this, her life may be in danger.
I frowned and thought for a while, then decided to help. After all, we met each other and we couldn't just ignore him.
People who are sleepwalking dare not call him. According to folklore, sleepwalking people will become fools if they are forcibly awakened. This statement has some truth, but I have a way.
I took off my coat, twisted it into a rope, and gently placed one sleeve of the coat in her hand. She immediately grabbed the coat tightly.
Then, I hold the other sleeve of my coat and lead the way. In this way, people will automatically follow me. If you don’t believe it, you can try it with a sleepwalker. My method will definitely work.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, a man came towards me with a flashlight. It turned out to be the leader of a theater troupe.
After hearing my explanation, the class leader looked troubled and said, "I'm sorry, young man, I've caused you trouble. It's my fault that I didn't take Xiaorui seriously."
"Shh...Master...please keep your voice down, don't wake anyone up."
"I know...."
The class teacher whispered: "She has a strange disease. She has been to many doctors but nothing can be cured."
I whispered: "Then you have to lock the door after she falls asleep. This is in the countryside. If it were in the city, it would be very dangerous for her to walk on the street like this."
"Hey... I locked the door, but it doesn't work. She will always find a way to escape. Forget it, let's not talk about it, young man. I will take her back first."
After learning my method, the class teacher turned around and said: "Thank you, young man, your method is really useful. I will have someone come and return your coat tomorrow."
Meeting this girl sleepwalking was just an episode, but I learned that her name was Xiaorui.
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That night, in the ancient tomb.
It rained all night last night, causing up to half a meter of water to accumulate in the main tomb chamber. This time I gained experience and wore a raincoat so that I would not be covered in mud while digging into the coffin.
From the remaining two chambers, many funerary objects were gradually brought out, mostly small bronzes, and some exquisite jade objects. Next, we came up with the idea of a tomb passage.
If you want to enter the tomb passage, you must open the bluestone door in front of you. The stone door is made of bluestone and has some simple lines carved on the door beam. After research, we found that the stone door blocking the tomb chamber and the tomb passage is not made of natural materials.
It is not a stone design, but a "drop groove" design.
It is hard to imagine how people more than 2,000 years ago transported such a heavy stone gate down in its entirety.
Generally speaking, grave robbers are completely helpless when encountering a trough door weighing several tons, but this door cannot stop us. We have two or three ways to deal with it.
He fumbled with the stone door with his head and hands for a while, then raised his head and said, "Use a steel plate."
I nodded and immediately followed suit.
This kind of stone door is basically pushed inward. Due to the material of the stone, it cannot be closed as tightly as a wooden door. There is usually a small gap in the middle.
Insert two crowbars into the gap, and then two people exert force on both sides, one on the left and the other on the right.
At this time, the gap increases, and you can see a groove exposed in the middle of the door lintel. People go up and use a hammer to smash all the grooves on the door lintel. After the smashing, the space becomes larger. Take a small stone and quickly place it here.
Find a very thin rope and a thin steel plate about ten centimeters long. Our team has always had this kind of steel plate.
Insert the iron plate along the gap between the door lintel and slowly tighten the rope so that the steel plate touches the small stones.
The person ran away, and the two of them pulled the rope together. The steel plate instantly flew away the small stone, and then there was a bang!
The huge and heavy stone door fell to the ground with a sound, causing waves of dust to rise.
Entering the tomb passage, I took a flashlight and saw the walls full of painted murals. These murals have distinct layers. The bottom painting is a lotus, the middle painting is a maroon horse, and the top painting is clouds. Although the colors have faded,
But people still find it shocking when they see it.
The tomb passage is very narrow, with strips of bluestone paved at the foot. There are about six or seven niches hollowed out on the walls on both sides of the tomb passage. Inside the niches are many exquisitely painted pottery figurines and small tomb-suppressing beasts.
Dou Sprout said proudly: "Look at it? I just said there are good things here!"
Dou Sprout couldn't wait to run over to fill the sack. As soon as he ran over, I noticed that several bluestone strips paved in the middle of the tomb passage had sunk a few centimeters.
Immediately, earth fell from the top of the tomb.
I raised my head and took a photo with my flashlight, and my face changed drastically in an instant.
I immediately yelled at Dou Yazai: "Run Yazai! Run! Algae! There is fucking algae!"
"Ah? What?"
Just as Dou Sprout shouted, a huge! Cone-shaped boulder fell from the sky instantly!
Just hear a loud bang!
It felt like an earthquake, dust was flying all over the sky, and all the bluestones were smashed.
