After Hao Wenming led the team to the lower floor, I walked a few steps and picked up the lighter on the ground. This little thing cost me nearly a month's allowance. Fortunately, the scratches were not serious. I didn't look carefully.
You can't even see the few tiny scratches.
While I picked up the lighter, Hao Wenming, Po Jun and Fatty Sun were already looking around. Fatty Sun exclaimed: "Holy shit, this is the arsenal of King Baijie."
There were bundles of weapons like bows, arrows, and scimitars stacked on the ground. It looked like there were no less than tens of thousands of them. After thousands of years of erosion, the bow bodies and knife handles had become extremely decayed, and it looked like there were still some
Just touch it with your hand and it turns to ashes.
Fatty Sun picked up an arrowhead, looked at it for a few times and then threw it on the ground: "That Baijie King is dead, why do you need so many weapons? I didn't say..."
"Stop it, who are you imitating?" Hao Wenming stopped Fatty Sun with a glare.
Fatty Sun sneered: "Slip of the tongue, but then again, even the weapons buried with him don't need so many, right? What is King Baijie planning to do? Are you planning to rebel down there again?"
Hao Wenming frowned, and it seemed that he couldn't figure it out. Most of the general funerary objects were the objects that the deceased loved during his lifetime. A few swords and swords were acceptable, but the weapons in front of him were not swords, but the number was astonishing. And they were immature.
The country is not good at military force. If it can gather tens of thousands of weapons, it may have exhausted the country's strength.
Before Director Hao could figure it out, Po Jun made a new discovery: "Hao Tou, come over and take a look." He pulled out a rusty iron sword from the corner.
"Pojun, isn't it just a rusty sword? What's all the fuss about?" Fatty Sun thought he had found some 'heavyweight' object, but after seeing it clearly he was very disapproving.
Hao Wenming held the iron sword in his hand and looked at it carefully for a while. Hearing Fatty Sun's words, he snorted coldly, turned around and handed the iron sword to me: "Lazi, what do you think?"
I took the sword in my hand and looked at it a few times like Hao Wenming did. The sword was covered in rust, and several parts had already rusted through. It was completely unrecognizable from its original appearance. If this small room were not located underground in the desert,
, well sealed, and extremely dry, I am afraid it has already rusted into a pile of iron slag.
Although the iron sword itself did not leave any clues, I still thought of some questions: "Whether this is the Guzhi Kingdom or the Da Yuezhi Kingdom, the weapons should be the scimitars, bows and arrows of the nomadic tribes. According to common sense, there are no
There should be weapons used by the Central Plains peoples."
Fatty Sun shook his head: "It may be that King Baijie felt that the style and texture of iron swords were better than scimitars during his lifetime. It is not unusual to get a few from the Central Plains to be buried with him. Tens of thousands of scimitars were buried with him, and they are not inferior to this."
One and a half iron swords, right?"
I imitated Fatty Sun and shook my head and said: "According to what Hao Tou said, the fall of the Guzhi Kingdom should have been during the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The iron sword did not appear until the Warring States Period hundreds of years later.
When the country is destroyed, let alone the iron sword, no one has even seen the iron pot."
Hao Wenming nodded, confirming my opinion: "I'm not telling you, in your opinion, how did this iron sword appear here?"
I lowered my head and thought for a while and then said: "There are two possibilities. One is that Hao Tou made a mistake. This is not the tomb of the king of the Guzhi Kingdom. Those stone qings may have other origins."
Hao Wenming didn't show any expression when he heard this, he just lowered his head and looked at the iron sword in my hand.
I continued: "The second possibility is that hundreds or thousands of years ago, someone had already entered this tomb. For some unknown reason, his iron sword was not taken away and was left here. I personally prefer the second possibility.
sex."
Hao Wenming did not express his position. He raised his head and glanced at Po Jun: "You should also tell me."
Po Jun said: "It should be the second possibility. When I discovered it just now, this iron sword was not placed with other weapons. It was just thrown on the ground casually, much like it was thrown away during a fight or escape."
"It should have been left behind when someone came in, but it doesn't look like a tomb robber." Hao Wenming said, taking out a box of cigarettes. After sharing one cigarette with each other, he lit it and took a puff: "Keep moving forward.
If a real person had visited, the remaining chambers, including the main tomb chamber, would have left some traces."
This time it was a little more difficult to find the exit. The upper chamber was empty with only six stone weapons, and it took me a while to find it. Now there were tens of thousands of weapons placed on the ground in front of me, and the difficulty level increased a lot. Finally,
It was Director Hao who took action and found a hidden copper button on the wall of the small room: "Po Jun, you do this..."
Different from the chamber on the previous floor, the third chamber is right next door. When Po Jun opened the door, a burst of black or gray gas came out. The expression on Po Jun's face when he saw the 'black gas'
It has changed: "Corpse Qi...", he reacted surprisingly quickly, stepped back quickly, turned around and ran towards us as soon as his feet touched the ground. The 'black Qi' only just missed him.
Hao Wenming pulled me and Fatty Sun, who was still stunned, and said, "Go up and go back to the next floor!"
Moisture? Poisonous moisture? I didn’t understand it at the time, but seeing Hao Wenming’s nervous expression, I guessed something had happened and followed Director Hao back to the small room where Shi Qing was kept. After we entered
Without any hesitation, Hao Wenming pointed at the cave where we entered the small room and shouted: "Climb out, hurry up!"
After returning to the deep pit where Fatty Sun and I first fell, Po Jun immediately took off his shirt and blocked the entrance to the cave. Although Po Jun's clothes were big, the cave was not small.
I couldn't help but take off my shirt, which basically sealed the hole.
"Hao Tou, what's going on?" Fatty Sun asked breathlessly.
"Everyone take a few steps back and stay away from the entrance of the cave." Hao Wenming said after seeing Po Jun finish processing: "The room just opened should be the chamber where the corpses were buried. I didn't expect the corpse aura to be so heavy. It seems that the legend says that Baijie King used it
It is 90% true that three thousand boys were buried with him."
Fatty Sun said: "This Baijie is a king when he is alive, but he will be served by three thousand boys when he is dead. He is really a grandma who will enjoy happiness."
Hao Wenming took out a small plastic bottle, poured four yellow pills out of it and gave them to us: "Hold it in your mouth and press it under the tongue. Don't swallow it. This is to avoid corpse qi." I took one pill
Holding it in your mouth, it feels numb and smells like peppercorns.
"Hao Tou, I seemed to have smelled it a little bit just now. Is it too late to take the medicine now?" Fatty Sun coughed a few times as he spoke.
Hao Wenming felt relieved when he saw that there was no corpse gas coming out from the seams of his clothes. He glanced at Fatty Sun and said, "If you smelled the corpse gas at that concentration just now, you would have fallen to the ground on the spot."
I said: "The place below is filled with corpse energy, and it seems impossible to get in. What should we do next? Wait until Director Ouyang sends someone to rescue us?"
"That's not necessary. You can go in in a while." Po Jun explained: "The air and corpse energy are in conflict with each other. In about half an hour, the corpse energy can be completely decomposed. It seems that behind that door is the main tomb chamber. I just said
I was careless, I didn't expect to reach the main tomb chamber so quickly. If we had taken precautions earlier, we wouldn't be in such a mess."
After half an hour, Po Jun tentatively opened a corner of his clothes to make sure that no corpse air came out, and then he opened the whole clothes: "You guys wait here for a while, I will go in and investigate first."
"You stay here, I'll go in." Director Hao stood in front of Po Jun: "I didn't say that, I'll call you, if you go in again, I won't call, you just continue to stay here." After that, he didn't
Ignoring Po Jun, he ducked into the cave.
While Director Hao was exploring the crypt for the second time, the three of us started chatting. Fatty Sun first said, "Po Jun, don't you encounter this corpse aura often?"
"How can it be so easy to encounter corpse qi? This is the first time I have encountered it. I have only seen the artificial corpse qi made by Ouyang Zianzuo in the bureau before." Po Jun was a little tired and simply sat down on the ground:
"It is not easy to condense corpse energy. There must be enough space, it must be sealed well, and it must not be able to see the three lights. It does not work if the moisture is too high or too small. The place where the corpse is buried cannot be even in the yin, let alone the yang. Even if it is
A veteran who has worked in the polling bureau for ten or eight years may have never seen corpse gas with his own eyes."
"From what you said, it seems that the difficulty is quite high. The Great Sage and I will meet each other when we first go out to do business. Isn't the probability of this very small?" I said a little depressed.
Po Jun said, "That's because you two are lucky. Boss Gao said before that if you can encounter corpse energy just by digging a grave, the probability of winning the jackpot is not much different from that of buying a lottery ticket."
Fatty Sun still wanted to say a few words, but Hao Wenming's voice came from the small room: "Come in, everyone, it's okay."
After the three of us entered, the corpse aura that was still there just now had evaporated. Hao Wenming was standing on the steps leading to the second room, waiting for us. Following him, the four of us walked in
Po Jun opened the door half way just now.
Po Jun was right. On the other side of the gate was the tomb of King Baijie. The tomb was so big that when I entered the main tomb, I felt as if I had entered the second underground floor of the polling bureau.
King Baijie was not the only one lying inside. Around a huge coffin, there were thousands of dried corpses lying densely packed. They had been covered for thousands of years, so it was no wonder that there was so much corpse energy just now.
Compared to the mummies in the Water Curtain Cave, they were dwarfed. Standing next to Hao Wenming, Fatty Sun saw the problem: "Hao Tou, that's not right, they are the three thousand boys you mentioned? They don't look like it.
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