Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen: Ancient Maps of the Song Dynasty

Lu Qiang's torment really scared Wang Kui and the later person. When they saw Lu Qiang's behavior like this, both of them were stunned, and quickly helped him up and asked, "How is it?" That Lu Qiang reluctantly nodded: "That's right, what he said is correct, there is indeed no reaction at all in the surrounding area, and the area within ten meters is full of stone." The person who woke up later was dumbfounded: "Impossible." He reached out and took out a black rag from his pocket, and carefully looked at it with a flashlight, "This is indeed here on the map! "

I took a sneak peek, oh, it's really a map, on which not only the passages are marked in detail but also two hidden lines. They studied the map for a long time, but still didn't gain anything. From their discussion, I know that they relied on this map all the way to the center of Liuding Liujia's trapped formation, which is the golden well of the underground palace, so They are convinced of the credibility of this map.However, according to the map, the location of the golden well is also the location of the Kunlongtai back then. However, except for a circle of stone walls, there is no sign at all that this is where the coffin was.

They talked more and more lively, but I extinguished all their enthusiasm with one sentence: "Don't forget, the mountain patrolling general just now has lived here for generations, and he can go in and out freely without a map. The rare treasures, the ancestors of the family either moved them out and hid them, or they kept them for themselves, so how could it be your turn to dig them up." The three people who had been chatting about the map were all stunned, and looked at each other a little at a loss. It seems that what I said really hit the point. Just when I wanted to take a closer look, I got something cold on my neck, and then I realized that the three of them were looking at me maliciously.

I panicked, "What do you want?" "What do we want to do? What do we not want to do? For the things in the golden well, we have risked everything, but now there is nothing, and we don't want to return empty-handed, so we just take some sacrificial vessels from outside, and then use your kid as a shield Send us back to the ground." The man who woke up later said so, took off the belt on his body, and firmly buckled my hand.Just as he was taking off his belt, I clearly saw a lot of scars on his stomach. Judging by the posture of the three of them, they are trying to take me as a hostage, no, if they encounter Lao Zhong and the others, Lao Zhong and the others get excited, this side gets excited, everyone gets excited, I guess these two The crossbow and the small dagger flicked at the same time, I guess I was in danger, no, I have to think about it, I can't let them just carry me up.

"Wait, can you show me your map?" Just as the Lu family child was about to dig a foothole on the stone wall, I suddenly stopped him. The three of them looked at me suspiciously, and I began to perform: "My Lou family is also a leader in organ mathematics, and you may have missed something in this organ map." Facing their questioning eyes, I continued to give a shot : "I'll just tie you up and let you hold the map, and I won't move around." The three of them looked at each other. "You don't want to come here in vain. To be honest, I also want to see what is in this golden well when I arrive at this place. When I can't find this golden well, not only do you feel uncomfortable, but I also feel uncomfortable. It’s comfortable, even if there is a sliver of hope, I can’t give up.” I took out the posture of the instructor doing ideological work in the movie, as if confiding my heart.

The guy pretending to be dead on the ground seemed to see some hope, and tentatively said to the two of them: "Why don't you let him try, anyway, he won't be able to run away in our hands." The two boys obviously listened to him, Without much discussion, I happily put the map in front of my eyes. At first glance, this map is a cultural relic, and I don’t know which dynasty it is. It looks like skin but not skin, and silk is not silk. There is a faint line of small characters in traditional characters: "Gongwutuxuanzi No. 73", I feel nervous. Could it be Li Jie's engineering design drawing? If so, this map alone is a priceless treasure.

Looking carefully at this picture, there are fixed numbers of curved rulers and rules, the length of the chord at the turn, the geometry of the hook, and the inches of the joints are all clearly recorded. Counting, there is a crouching toad a few feet away, and a dog eating the moon somewhere is exactly the same. I looked at the map, looked up and thought about it, thinking that Gou Shiyue and Wochan Pu'e must have been tricked that day, and compared with myself, they were not bad at all.Looking at the map, I realized that the road I had walked along the way turned out to be traps and traps everywhere, but two dark lines zigzag all the way around all the traps and corridors, and went straight to the center of the underground palace.

Cooperating with this map, I asked the three of them about their entry routes in detail. After the questioning, I was speechless for a long time. Feelings have a tofu dregs project at any time. Even thousands of years ago, it was not exempt. Unexpectedly, the last two secret passages used to transport materials instead It seems a little wrong to become the fatal wound of this complicated underground palace. Normally, Li Jie, a master architect, should not have forgotten this layer alone. Could it be that there is some special effect? While I was thinking, the three of them kept urging me and asking me where Jinjing was.I twisted my arm and touched the stone-like metal that was just in my trousers pocket. I couldn't help but look up at it, and my heart suddenly lit up. Could it be the famous "Nine Heavens Palace" in history?If that's the case, then these two secret passages and the two groups of patrolling generals, one light and one dark, can all be explained.

While thinking wildly in my mind, I began to recall some short stories recorded in the old man's "Lie Zi Ji Kuo Lun" and began to talk nonsense. "Who are you going to touch the ground to see if there are any writings on the ground?" I stared at the map, perfunctory them casually, still thinking about how to trick them into letting go of my hand, and took the opportunity to escape after gaining trust. The person who later pretended to be dead agreed, and ordered Wang Kui to get down and touch it. "No." He was a little depressed. "Continue to touch, the map clearly says there are." I started talking nonsense.

Hearing that it was on the map, Wang Kui began to touch it wholeheartedly. Under the bright flashlight, it was indeed a very difficult thing to brush off the floating dirt and identify the spider-like characters on the ground. But just after touching it a few times, Wang Kui suddenly wanted to stand up, and suddenly fell down heavily on the ground as if something had pinched his neck, lying on the ground with his hands stuck around his neck, struggling a few times, Then, his face blushed and he turned his body over and over again. This sudden change of his frightened us, and Lu Qiang didn't even bother to show me the map. The next pair of white eyes, and then kneeled heavily on the ground.

"Help me, someone is pulling me, save me, someone is choking my neck." The two people kept rolling and shouting with hoarse voices, and the voice was especially terrifying in the empty circular posthole. The guy who pretended to be dead and I got goosebumps all over our bodies when they yelled at me. I suddenly remembered Zhang Laowa’s warning and the killing order for trespassers along the way. I felt a chill in my heart. There are tomb hunters, who are the people who died in the burial according to the legend. It is said that some kind of alchemist's spell can be used to trap their ghosts in the tomb, and they will guard the things they have been obsessed with during their lifetime with resentment. The already gloomy space was made even more terrified by such a commotion. For a moment, we both were at a loss, watching these two people rolling around, screaming in pain. I stopped pretending to be a magic stick, and looked at the two people on the ground in fear, without a clue in my heart.The guy pretending to be dead also looked at the two of them in horror. He was suddenly frightened and looked extremely nervous. He pointed the pocket crossbow in his hand at me and shouted loudly: "Quick, quickly pull them up!" I signaled to him that my hands were still tied behind my back, and I saw that his hand was like lightning, and he swiped his hand quickly, and the tied rope fell off where the light passed. I rubbed my wrists back and forth, looked at him coldly, and did not bend down to pull the two people on the ground.When he saw it, he was anxious, and pointed the small crossbow at my eyes. Before he could get angry, a black shadow behind him kicked heavily on his back, and he flew out sideways. The small crossbow Also fell to the ground. I hurriedly bent down to pick up the pocket crossbow.After Lao Zhong kicked the man, he saw that I was about to bend down, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't!" A ball of cotton entered the lungs, and the aorta on the neck seemed to be hit hard. All the blood rushed back to the heart, and a sense of oppressive explosion immediately filled the limbs. The moment I was about to lose consciousness, Lao Zhong grabbed my back and pulled me against the wall.Strange to say, after standing upright, all kinds of discomfort slowly disappeared from my body like water at low tide.I leaned against the wall gasping for breath. Looking at those people again, they were like fish out of water, lying on the ground and opening their mouths. I took the small crossbow and looked at it repeatedly, and the exquisite crossbow shone dazzlingly under the cover of the lights above: "Damn, I almost lost my life because of this thing." Old Zhong hit me hard, and threw me a coil of rope viciously. I quickly tied up the three boys lying on the ground, and then leaned them against the wall according to Old Zhong's instructions, and straightened them up.Strange to say, after the three of them stood up straight, they all returned to normal, and their pale faces just now slowly returned to blood. Things started in a hurry, so many things happened in just ten minutes, and many things that were too late to explain became weird and inexplicable and mysterious in this series of changes. Old Zhong looked around and sighed: "If it weren't for these guys who pretended to be dead to lead the way, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get anywhere." After speaking, he started to grope around. I was stunned for a moment: "Don't worry, you knew from the beginning that this person was pretending to be dead on the ground?" Old Zhong raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, but judging from his expression of being in control of all situations, he had clearly seen through all of this, and deliberately made these three people think that we all believed them, and then handed me over to them of. I looked at the beautifully crafted crossbow in my hand and swallowed hard.When I was young, I went back to the countryside from the city. I was young and weak, and I competed with three brothers in the same village for a longbow made of bamboo. In the end, I was held down by my brother and beat me up. To comfort me, my grandfather, He made me a wooden crossbow. The old man was also on a whim at the time, and he didn't think of the power of that wooden crossbow at all.As a result, my mother almost went crazy after seeing me use a wooden crossbow to shoot a 10-pound domestic goose to a distance of 20 meters. My father beat me up and then confiscated the wooden crossbow , The two went to the old man to complain, saying that this thing is almost as powerful as a pistol, and if a child holds it, what will happen if it cannot be secured.Listening to the nagging, the old and the young secretly made faces at each other. The small fine steel crossbow in his hand is completely different from the small crossbows sold on the market. Although it also uses steel cables and machine springs, it is completely made in imitation of the ancient style. It is light and heavy in the hand, and the head is still There is a statue of Fei Lian, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the work of the old man in our family.