Chapter 43 Chapter 43: Style Ray's Mirror Magic

This is actually a very simple trick, and it really originated from Persian magic.In fact, it uses a gemstone from the Western Regions.The mirror made of this gemstone is particularly dark in sunlight, but it is particularly bright in moonlight, so this gemstone is called moonstone. The reason for this phenomenon is that this gemstone can only reflect a dim cyan light, and if the light is too strong, it will be the same as a stone.That is, the stronger the light, the lower the reflectivity. The mirror in the water is a concentrator of light. When our flashlight shines on the mirror, the light is reflected vertically to the top of the cave, and then reflected by the small lenses around the ancient building model to countless moon stone lenses on the wall. go up.

The reflected light of a single lens is extremely weak, almost undetectable, but the gathering of countless lights can make the ancient mirror in the water reflect the appearance of the ancient building above.Because it is the superposition of countless weak reflection points at 360 degrees, no matter where we are, no shadow will be formed on the mirror. Because the moonstone can only reflect cyan light, no matter what color light we use, the image in the ancient mirror will be cyan. "The principle of the shadowless lamp." The fat man said, "I watched the Science Discovery Channel. Then why do I see my brother and the others in the mirror?"

"There must be something strange in the model of this ancient building," I said. "The pattern thunder is really powerful. This is a Western technology. The development of technology in the Qing Dynasty can actually make the organ do this." "What is this for? This person is crazy, is he just doing this thing to scare people?" "I can only guess now, what is the purpose of putting this mirror here, and it can be explained from these aspects. First of all, it is very likely that this place is a lighting device for the ancient building of the Zhang Family." I said.

"This is a lighting system. Think about it, the ancient building of the Zhang family is deep in the mountains. If such a huge project is to be carried out in the mountains, the construction site must need a lot of lighting, and this lighting must not be torches, because In such a remote area, if you want to bring oil in, the project will consume a lot of money, which will cause a huge human obstacle. These people can know how to plant the wood that will be needed for the project nearly a thousand years ago, so it is impossible for them not to think about it. to the lighting problem."

I calculated in my head that if two hundred people were employed to construct this place, it would take two to three years to complete.It is impossible to rely entirely on grease for lighting within two to three years. I looked up at the top: "In the beginning, the sun must have been able to shine from above, and it is likely that the lighting mirror set on the top of the mountain was damaged or hidden by them." With that said, I walked towards the edge of the cave.The fat man asked me what I was doing, and I said, "It's rainy here, and sunlight is the most common, longest-lasting but least reliable light source. They must have emergency light sources. These fire gutters should be emergency light sources. When they need lighting, It will ignite the fire ditch here. There must be a passage here, which can transmit the fire light into the cave where the Zhangjia ancient building is located."

After I finished speaking, I waited for the fat man to praise me, waited for him to say that I was amazing, and said in my heart that my speculation was impeccable.The fat man didn't respond, but looked at the fire dragon wall around him. I saw his expression change, and I saw the flames on the fire dragon wall dimmed at the same time. "Is the oil burnt out?" "No, it's the sudden consumption of a large amount of oxygen." The fat man stretched out his hand to feel the air flow around him, "Damn it, what kind of lighting, this place is definitely not for lighting."

I followed his example and stretched out my hand, and I felt a surge of air flow. "The oxygen here is exhausted, and the oxygen in the caves outside is being sucked in. Like cupping, a large pressure difference will be formed. All the holes here that communicate with the outside world will inhale air." "But what's the use of it?" I said. The fat man said, "I don't know, but I have a bad feeling." As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a series of chain pulling sounds from the surrounding walls, as if some mechanism had been activated. "It's over." Fatty said, "Run!"

"What's wrong?" I yelled. He pulled me and ran towards the exit, yelling: "The air pressure activated the mechanism! The mechanism here is full of stones, too heavy, and must be driven by air pressure! This place is an air pump." I realized it instantly, but at this moment, the pool of water under my feet started to move.I didn't run a few steps before I found that I couldn't stand at all, a slope appeared under my feet, and all the water began to swirl at the same time.At the last moment I could borrow strength, I lay down on the stone beam, but my nails scratched it fiercely, and the whole body fell into the water.In an instant I was sucked into the current.

My heart was awe-inspiring: Damn, there is such a mechanism under this pool?Just when I was worried about how high and what was underneath, I had already fallen to the ground, and the flashlight fell not far from me.Then the water washed down from above kept rushing on me, pressing my whole body into the ground. I was washed into a panic. Although the pool above was very deep, there were at least a few tons of water.I kept thumping to find a gap in the current to breathe. The half-suffocated state was not relieved until all the water was drained.I was exhausted at this time, vomiting and coughing non-stop, spraying out all the water in the trachea, and only then did I recover.

Where the hell is this?The flashlight had been blown very far away, I wiped my face and looked around, it was pitch black.I touched the ground and found that it was not a stone, but sand.The sand was washed out of a big hole, and I was in the middle of the big hole. It appears to be a bunker. The drop was only two or three meters high. I was glad that I didn't fall into a fatal trap, and struggled to get up. As soon as I took two or three steps in the direction of the flashlight, I felt something was wrong. My feet sank into the ground at once, and after walking three steps, I was dragged into the ground under my feet.

I looked down and found that the bottom was full of fine sand.The sand is so fine that it cannot bear the weight of a person at all, and I am constantly sinking down. I reacted immediately - this is a quicksand trap. The most common mechanism in ancient tombs is the quicksand trap.It doesn't have any exquisite design, it just pours a lot of quicksand around the ancient tomb, because quicksand is like water, if you dig to this quicksand layer, unless you dig out all the quicksand, no matter how you dig the hole, it will be in the water It's like digging a hole, every time you dig, the quicksand will rush back.At the same time, the craftsmen of the ancient tomb will design a flap on the floor of the ancient tomb. As long as the tomb robber falls into the flap, he will immediately fall into the quicksand layer at the bottom of the ancient tomb, and will soon be submerged. Ghosting said that the passage is very safe, how could there be such a trap?I was wondering, and while lying on the quicksand, increasing the contact area between myself and the ground, and stopping the speed of the slide, I touched my body. I touched for a long time, but I didn't find anything useful, but my eyes gradually adapted to the light here.I saw the fat man not far away. He was more miserable than me. He was inserted into the quicksand with his head upside down. Now only his two feet are still writhing, trying to turn his head out, but the more he tossed , sinking harder. In this environment, I have learned not to despair. The more dangerous the environment in the past, the more I can win in the end. However, when I was thinking about the problem calmly and quickly, I found that this time was different from the past. This time, there was no time for me to think. Almost twenty seconds later, the sand was up to my neck.However, almost at the same time, I found something on my foot. Is the bottom of the quicksand trap? It was a hard thing that stopped me from sinking further.The fat man also flipped out, yelling, I told him to come over, he crawled towards me desperately, only half way up, he didn't reach the point where there was only one head left, so he had to stop. Panting heavily, I tried my best to feel the sensation under my feet, and thought to myself what was going on, could it be that people in ancient times were very short?The ancients didn't expect that modern people would grow so tall, so they dug the trap too shallow? impossible.Although I believe that traps like quicksand can kill people as long as they are submerged a few centimeters, but for safety reasons, such traps are usually dug very, very deep. "Naive, are you alright?" the fat man shouted from the side, jumping towards me. "It's okay." I said.As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man let out an "ouch" and stopped. "What's wrong?" "There's something in the sand." The fat man said, "It's fucking up to my lungs." As he spoke, he saw the sand in front of him flip. "What the hell? It's not alive, is it?" "No, it's hard, like a rock. I'll get it out." The fat man said, "Damn it, it feels a little weird." After speaking, the sand flipped for a while, and a horn-shaped object emerged from the sand.The fat man gritted his teeth, obviously pushing hard under the sand.After a while, a skull of an unknown animal emerged from the sand. "This is a deer." The fat man said, "It looks like a poor creature like us." After speaking, he threw the skull away and continued to move towards me. "Why do deer come to this place? Could it be that Santa Claus is buried in this building?" "Maybe I broke in by mistake, and there are many more." The fat man continued to thump, and soon took out a bone from the sand. I don't know where it was. It was very long, like a bone spur. , It’s quite a lot, it makes me really uncomfortable.” I also followed him and flopped in the sand.It is difficult to move your hands in the sand, but the quicksand here is very fine, unlike the sand on the beach, which gets firmer the deeper you dig.Soon I also touched something hard. I grabbed that thing and pushed it up little by little, and soon a sandbag bulged up on the sand pile in front of me.I pushed hard and pushed the bone out of the sand. I first saw a clump of hair.I was stunned for a while, then continued to push up, and a hideous face emerged from the sand, it was a human corpse.I saw the faded army-green clothes on him and realized it must be the victim of some grave robbery. "Hello 'Santa Claus'." The fat man finally came to my side. "It looks like this is a mass grave. Don't look, we have to find a way, otherwise we will become 'Santa Claus' too." Our method is to use the bones in the sand to connect the cloth straps torn from our bodies to make a bone frame, and then cover it with anything that can be covered to make something similar to a sled. We have to make two pieces, first climb on top of one, and then climb on top of the other.In this way, the contact area between us and the sand can be much larger, and people can move forward on the sand without sinking. It wasn't until we were done quickly that I realized how silly it was - we couldn't walk in a straight line, we had to walk sideways. The fat man pointed in one direction and said, "Go over there first, we'll try to watch the crabs with cold eyes and see how long you run wild." "Fool, that's not a good word." I cursed, and I lay on the "sled" with the fat man. The fat man handed me one side of the chassis, and I rolled over to the other side, and then the two of us rolled over, and so on. All the way forward, it is really rolling forward.Rolling and rolling, suddenly we reached a place, and the sand sank down. I was taken aback, and said, "Damn, this quicksand can't even support something with such a large surface area?"That's not quicksand at all, it's just rogue sand.Immediately I heard a series of rubbing and hitting sounds of stones under the sand.