I haven't been to the ground a lot, but I'm really messy. I don't know whether to admire Qin Shihuang's wisdom or lament his helplessness. He is the first emperor in the ages. Who doesn't want to dig his grave?
He built such a huge tomb even though he knew that his tomb would definitely be dug. If I didn't have so many experiences, I would definitely think that this person must have wanted to be a king after death. He would rather be dug up than to have it. Jian, this is called cheap.
But now, I suddenly lament his helplessness. He did something he knew he couldn't do. Zhuge Liang was able to go down in history because of this. Why did the First Emperor insist on his own ideals but endure eternal infamy?
When I was in a daze, Lao Zhu urged me from behind: "Xiao Sanliang, why are you in a daze? You should translate quickly!"
I cursed: "Brother, you are thinking, you know a hammer." Having said that, I hurriedly read the following content, because I was also curious why there was still a letter addressed to the perpetrator in this tomb. letter.
Could it be that you are saying: Are you guys still satisfied with the gold?
After I read it, I found that compared to the lightness and cheerfulness of the previous letter, this one became heavier in an instant. The content above made me even a little sympathetic to Qin Shihuang, the first emperor of all ages. What is the purpose of living so hard and planning desperately after death?
The above content, according to my translation, is this:
I have said before that if you have traveled thousands of miles and gone through thousands of dangers to come here to seek wealth, the gold here is enough for everyone to be prosperous and wealthy for a lifetime.
Please come back.
I am by no means an alarmist about the road ahead. It is full of murderous intentions and a narrow escape from death. Moreover, there will not be anything valuable in it. For you, the risk is not worth it.
Please believe what I say, I swear on my emperor's blood that everything I say is true.
If you read what I said above and your goal is not gold wealth, but you still insist on getting in, I think I already know who you are and what you want to get.
I still advise you to go back. This thing is no longer worth pursuing. Those who should come back will eventually come back.
Those who shouldn't come back will never come back.
I know my few words can't stop you, I can only wish you good luck and hope you can survive.
Because we are actually all the same.
After I finished speaking, the second brother closed his eyes, pinched his forehead, and said: It's so troublesome and so funny. How many people in the world want to plot against this first emperor who has been dead for thousands of years. I didn't expect that he can't even understand us. I've planned everything, but I really don't know who will have the last laugh.
The eldest brother asked in a deep voice: What should we do now?
The second brother answered him directly with action. He pushed open the stone door and said: Once you come, please make peace with it.
In front is another stone chamber, which can also be said to be a tomb. This is really a multiple-choice question. The first step is hell, the next step is heaven, and we seem to have no choice.
The tomb in front is pitch black, yes, pitch black. When I say this, you must ask, don’t you have flashlights? How could it still be pitch black? In fact, there is a black mist inside, and the light of our flashlights cannot shine at all. It cannot penetrate.
If you don’t understand, you can imagine a foggy weather.
Talking about the technical experience of Dou'er, the eldest brother and Lao Zhu beat me and the second brother. The moment they saw the black mist, they both shouted and put on gas masks. Then they quickly took out the masks from their backpacks and put them on their faces. Push up. Lao Zhu put on a gas mask and said vaguely: Keep pushing forward, pay attention to the traps under your feet, stand in the middle in twos and twos, and be careful of flying arrows!
The three of them quickly took up their positions, sandwiched me tightly in the middle, and slowly pushed forward step by step.
If you were here, at this time, you would see a different Zhu Kaihua. He is still him, still the illiterate bald man. He can usually talk nonsense without saying a word, but now, he can be like my two brothers.
He even thought of protecting me first.
Four people, but a triangle was pushing forward, and Lao Zhu was walking first. I couldn't see his expression, so I could only try my best to use the flashlight for him. I could vaguely see that every step he took was very delicate.
Be careful.
Lifting his feet, landing on the ground, and stepping deeply. Immediately after the next step, you can imagine how tense his spirit was.
I have said before that the commonly used traps in ancient tombs are nothing more than traps and flying arrows. Traps are simpler. They are nothing more than an empty board. When you step on it, it becomes empty. There are protruding spikes underneath. If you fall, you will fall straight.
It's like hanging a mutton skewer. Flying arrows require the touch of a mechanism, which requires a lot of technical content. It is rarely seen in ordinary ancient tombs, but when I think of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, I can understand even if it is all flying arrows.
However, don’t overestimate the lethality of flying arrows. The mechanism will decay and age after thousands of years. Moreover, due to various reasons, the power will not really be able to penetrate people as shown on TV. It will not be as powerful as the big brother and the second brother.
, you can completely deflect the flying arrows before they hit someone.
Even if it hits someone, it will only break the skin.
Having said this, many people will ask, why are there so many people who fell in love and died from flying arrows? - That's because the skin is broken, and flying arrows cannot kill people. The person who designed the tomb chamber mechanism can think of it,
They usually coat their arrows with poison, so many people are actually poisoned to death instead of being shot.
Lao Zhu didn't take a few steps forward before he stopped. I thought he had stepped on some mechanism. In fact, the mechanism is like a gun. If you step on it and touch it, it won't fire if you don't lift it up.
Just feet.
So I hurried to look at his feet, but he kicked me directly in the face! I was so angry at his kick that I wanted to call you stupid?!
But he waved a flashlight in front of me. I looked along the flashlight and saw a dark coffin with a person sitting on it, with his legs crossed and his hands clasped together, as if he was meditating.
That thing sitting on the coffin?! I pulled out the knife as soon as I could, and wanted to chop it down without any hesitation. Lao Zhu didn’t stop me for a moment, and quickly shouted: You naughty kid, first see clearly who he is.