Chapter 6 Chapter 6: The Altar of the Narrow Road

How else can I say that people are old-fashioned and old-fashioned.If this elderly person plots against you, it will be accurate.When I was about to go down to the tomb, I left the guy in uniform at the entrance of the cave, and only let us two go down. Only then did I realize that the old boy, feeling, had been holding back his mind to let me come down, and I was still crying and yelling for him to come down. In fact, it was all in his calculations.But even so, I am satisfied, and it finally came down, better than the one guarding on the top of the tomb, he is now wearing a chemical-proof suit that weighs tens of kilograms, and he is depressed at the entrance of the cave—why let that kid go down instead of me go down.

This official equipment is different from the Yeluzi equipment of the tomb robbers. They all use state-of-the-art standard tools. What Lao Zhong took from the car left me dumbfounded.The gas masks turned out to be those used by the US military in the Iraq war, and two diving suits were taken out, which turned out to be the water ghost suits posted on some military websites.There is also the newly developed strong anti-jamming wrist walkie-talkie. There is also a round of fluorescent compass embedded in the wristband of the walkie-talkie. With two pistols, you can play 007. As soon as I got down the corridor, I couldn't wait to put on the gas mask.The price I paid for my curiosity was that I became aerobic. Many divers know that when an untrained person uses an oxygen tank for the first time, he will feel uncomfortable.We carry high-compression mini oxygen cylinders, which can provide us with four to six hours of normal breathing, and the size is only equivalent to a large lunch box.Although the gear was small, I was relentlessly stuck in the hole.When the old clock found out about this, I was stuck in the hole and hummed in pain. As soon as the old clock below pulled me down, I felt like I fell into a suddenly enlightened space.

While I was still pulling down my mask vigorously, I felt that the old clock in front was lying softly under my feet.I was startled, and quickly turned on the mine searchlight above my head, only to find that Old Zhong was crawling at my feet with a pale face. Shout out obediently, you old man is the commander-in-chief this time, if you stop cooking here earlier, I'd be close to death.I hurriedly helped him up, then turned on the searchlight, took off his mask, and strangled him vigorously. It didn't take long for Old Zhong to wake up slowly, and blood slowly began to turn on his pale face, and my heart that had been pulled up slowly returned to its original place.As soon as he came back for a little effort, he looked around with a searchlight, and saw a tomb made of long blue bricks, scattered with some porcelain and some miscellaneous copper funerary objects. It was placed a little out of order, and it can be seen that these things are not favored by the owner of the tomb.But I started to wonder how many Mercedes these things could trade for.Apparently we fell into a side chamber of a burial.At this time, Lao Zhong suddenly stood up and lay down on the wall of the tomb. I was taken aback, thinking that he could not hold on anymore, but found that he was staring at the wall in a daze, and his face was getting paler and uglier. .I began to tease him: "You are so excited when you see the wall, and you will be even more excited if you find the golden corpse of the Warring States Period in the main tomb later!"

He turned around numbly, and said in a strange voice: "We can't find the Zhanguo Jin Corpse!" "What?" I wondered if it was because the fall was so hard that he broke his brain, "Don't be ridiculous, the tomb badger has dragged out an arm of the Warring States Golden Corpse, just look at me Take back this thousand-year-old monster." I waved the handy military shovel that Old Zhong gave me in my hand and proudly posed as a special soldier. "Go and look at the wall!" Old Zhong's voice was still dull, and his facial expression was still very strange.

"What's wrong with the wall?" I began to pay attention to the wall in front of the old clock. "It's nothing, there's nothing wrong with the long blue bricks and the tomb animal seal script." I said to myself. "Do you see what glues the bricks together?" Old Zhong reminded me. Between bricks and bricks?It's nothing, the bricks are tightly bonded, and some white hard blocks that have turned yellow and black are mixed between the blue bricks, and they were smashed with a military shovel a few times before knocking out a few pieces.I took it in my hand and twisted it vigorously, peeling off the oxidized black and yellow skin on the outside, revealing the white inner substance inside. "It seems, it seems to be white gorgon!" White gorgon, white gorgon?I was suddenly startled by the seams with white gorgon, and after thinking about it carefully, I understood everything. The stone bricks with blue stripes were stitched with white gorgon.Could it be that we... I looked back at the old clock, and the old clock met my surprised eyes and said slowly: "Yes, this is not the tomb we are going to! We went to the wrong place!"

According to historical records, most of the tomb structures around the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States period used rammed earth structures, that is to say, rammed adobe and large hollow bricks were used as the main building materials of the tomb chambers, and this kind of small blue-striped stone bricks with white Gorgon hook joints It was in the Eastern Han Dynasty that the burial method really prevailed.Since it was popular to pay homage to the dead in tombs during the Eastern Han Dynasty, the tombs of this period have a particularly obvious feature, that is, the tombs have a particularly large space, and most of the tomb passages are stepped or sloped.The entire tomb is like a small palace where sacrifices can be made.

With the magnetic voice of the archaeologist Professor Zhong, I popularized historical knowledge while observing the structures of the surrounding tombs.This is a typical brick and stone coupon-shaped tomb. The walls are covered with murals, which are some scenes of daily labor. Although it has been weathered for thousands of years, I can still see through the lines that this tomb is the place where the owner used to store food. room.Our ancestors had the custom of regarding death as life, so some things they enjoyed during their lifetime should still be buried in the ground, and they will go to the underworld to enjoy them together.When I looked up, I couldn't help laughing bitterly. It turned out that when I slid down the tomb passage, I deviated from the direction due to oxygen dizziness.When I was struggling, my foot grabbed the oxygen tube of the old bell, causing him to pull my foot and yank it violently. As a result, by accident, I crashed into another Han Dynasty tomb next to the robbery cave, three times above my head. Meters away, a newly broken hole stared at us with its mouth open.

I waited for Lao Zhong to calm down the anger of being almost killed by me and told him that our walkie-talkie didn't seem to work because we couldn't receive any signal from outside.Lao Zhong unscrewed the walkie-talkie in his hand, but there was a piercing sound, as if it had been broken.When he was almost tossing about with the walkie-talkie, I suddenly said: "There is a bad news, a good news, which one do you want to hear?" Old Zhong looked at me blankly: "Let's talk about the good news first!" I smiled: "Because my walkie-talkie was tuned to the wrong frequency just now, so it can't be used!" At this time, I blew into the wrist walkie-talkie, and I heard a "poof" blowing sound from our walkie-talkie.Old Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and asked me: "What about the bad news?" I braced my neck and dared not turn my head, pointing my finger back: "There is someone staring at me all the time!"

Old Zhong trembled, then looked at me angrily.Apparently, he thought I was joking, but when he turned his head, he immediately fell silent. In fact, it was exactly as I said, a pair of eyes with fluorescent lights were watching us.Because the tactical flashlight on the helmet can only shoot directly in front of our eyes, our vision range is also limited to the fan-shaped range scattered by the flashlight, and there is a shadow outside this range.Those eyes flickered in the shadow of a person, as if they were a living person.living?As soon as this thought came up, a chill ran down my spine, and I forced myself to suppress this thought. There is still a living person in the ancient tomb of the Eastern Han Dynasty. What kind of concept is that? Just thinking about it makes people crawl.At the very moment when I was thinking wildly, a ball of light suddenly lit up in the hand of the old clock, which immediately lit up the surrounding area and made my eyes sting. I saw a hideous monster with a human body and a beast head standing in front of me. Its eyes were like bells, its murderous aura was overflowing, and its cold air was overwhelming. A mixture of lion and tiger heads made of bronze, about two meters tall, wearing bronze armor like an ancient warrior, holding a bronze lamp in one hand, as if it had just lit a fire, and the other hand Holding a copper hook, its function seems to be unknown.

"The statue of the human body! It seems that the identity of the owner of this tomb is not simple!" Old Zhong committed an archaeological occupational disease again, and used the cold flame lamp in his hand to look closely at the monster statue carefully.I don't know why, but since I saw this monster, I have been chilled all over, and it is a kind of cold that penetrates into the bone marrow.Old Zhong was still sticking to the statue, murmuring incessantly looking back and forth, until he turned his attention to the mural, and he didn't notice anything strange about me. "What's wrong with you?" Old Zhong looked at me suspiciously.I shivered and pointed at the monster: "I don't know, ever since I saw it, I've been chilling, it's unbearable."

"Could it be that I inhaled the mold in the tomb and had a fever?" Lao Zhong hurriedly tested my body temperature with his hands.Oddly enough, his body temperature was almost as good as his. "Are you hungry?" I said persuasively, "Eat a piece of chocolate and you'll be fine." Old Zhong looked at me suspiciously, and reached out his hand to take out a spare piece of emergency dry food from his pocket - very pure dark chocolate , this is to prevent us from replenishing heat when we are bored below. Facts have proved that I didn’t lie to Lao Zhong’s chocolate, because after eating the chocolate, I really felt warm all over, and after a while, I felt a little lazy and slowly came up, and I felt a little sleepy.Suddenly, a sense of vigilance surged in my heart, what's going on, why is it either feeling cold or wanting to sleep?Looking back from the time I went down to the tomb to the present, it seems that my state has never been normal. Looking at the old clock, he is lamenting the greatness of ancient art, and he is constantly taking pictures of the murals in the tomb with a digital camera.Because we inadvertently opened a hole, the oxygen began to convect. It is estimated that these murals may fade in color in a short time, or even peel off in severe cases.Thinking of this, my heart is full of guilt. But looking at the old clock again, he has completely entered the state, as if possessed, and kept taking pictures around this small tomb, without any sense of regret for destroying the cultural relics.This cultural old ruffian!I despised him a little in my heart, and then started walking along the corridor. The irradiation ability of the cold fireworks is huge, and it does not consume oxygen or generate heat. With its help, I soon discovered the tunnel connecting the tomb to the main tomb. The small stone gate is blocking in front of me.After unscrewing the tactical flashlight on my head, I began to use all my strength to move the stone door. Just as I was about to grasp the handle of the stone door and prepare to use my strength, I was hit hard on my buttocks.Looking back, Lao Zhong's old face turned into an angry King Kong, and asked me sharply, "What are you doing?" I was kicked a little confused, and replied: "Go into the main tomb, what else can I do?" "You bastard!" Old Zhong yelled loudly, which startled me. I thought the old man had lost his temper and forbade me to enter the main tomb. Go in!" "Damn, old tomb robber stick!" I heartily pointed my middle finger at him again.Then I saw him happily making trouble with Shimen, without the reserve, rigor and demeanor of an archaeological expert, and he was completely a gangster who was about to enter Alibaba's treasure house.But after working for a quarter of an hour, the old man also failed. The years not only weathered the furniture in the tomb, it seemed that even the stone tomb door was sealed tightly.The old man and I both leaned against the stone door to breathe, and at this moment, we felt a sharp gaze staring at me from behind.Looking back, apart from the bronze utensils scattered around, it was the statue of the human body standing against the wall. "Why do I always feel that it is staring at me!" I whispered to Old Zhong, "This statue looks so weird." Lao Zhong also seemed a little tired, so he took this opportunity to recover his strength. "Do you know what Bi An is?" Old Zhong asked.I shake my head. "Longsheng's nine sons, do you know which nine sons they are?" He continued to shake his head. "Damn, what do you teach in school now?!" Lao Zhong threw out a foul sentence, "There is a folk saying that 'a dragon has nine sons, and the nine sons are different'. It is said that a dragon mother gave birth to nine sons. Son, these nine sons each have their own looks, temperaments and hobbies. Bi An, also known as Charter, looks like a tiger and is the seventh son. He is litigious all his life, but powerful. The decoration of its shape is its portrait. Legend has it that Bi An is not only eager for justice and justice, but also able to distinguish right from wrong and make decisions impartially. In addition, his image is majestic and majestic. On both sides of the lobby. Whenever the chief executive sits in the hall, the chief executive's title card and the upper end of the quiet avoidance card have its image. It looks at it, looks around, and maintains the solemnity and righteousness of the court. In addition, many tombs also use statues to guard the tombs. , to protect the tombs from intrusion. However, many tombs are made of beast statues. This is the first time I have seen such a statue of a human body. It is said that there is such a statue called the Night Tour God, who can take the lives of those who break into the tomb at any time... ..." Just when Lao Zhong was teaching me traditional knowledge, my teeth were chattering and I pushed him: "Stop talking, it has already come!" As soon as Old Zhong turned around, a stone he was leaning against on the door suddenly bounced, and he heard a sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other as if coming from the ground. A figure about two meters tall suddenly moved. It was holding a lamp in its left hand and a hook in its right hand. It rushed over like a train, and you could see its ferocious face in an instant.The two of us were stupid for a moment, and the direct consequence was that we both would die on the rusty copper hook in a moment.At this time, the old clock rushed over and knocked me out fiercely. The stone wall next to me suddenly softened, and a stone-like thing on it slapped me hard, and I fainted all of a sudden. I woke up from the cold, with a splitting headache, and the moment I opened my eyes, I thought I was blind.There was darkness in front of my eyes, and there was silence in my ears.I suddenly became frightened. Didn’t that shot blind me just now?Where's the old clock?Where is the old clock?I remember that before I fainted, it was the human body that seemed to be galloping towards us.For a while, I was thinking wildly in my mind, feeling that there seemed to be many things piled up around me, and I fumbled to pick up one, which seemed to be a slightly rough cylinder, and tried to stroke it with my hands, trying to identify the things in my hands.Unexpectedly, following this stroke, a strange phenomenon happened, a lot of blue crystal sparks burst out from my hand, and just this moment illuminated my surroundings. It turned out that I was not blind, but the environment was too dark and there was no light at all, which caused the illusion that I was blind.Feeling my panicked heart calm down a bit, I fumbled to touch the helmet on my head.I knew it was broken when I touched it.The heavy blow just now smashed the helmet on his head, and the tactical flashlight on the helmet would naturally not light up.When I discovered this situation, I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss. I could overcome cold and hunger, but my ignorance of things around me would cause my psychological pressure to increase exponentially, not to mention that there was a moving tomb-suppressing night wanderer just now. "Old clock!" I growled in a low voice, and the intercom on my wrist sizzled, but there was no signal at all.I suddenly became nervous: Is there anything wrong?I hit the cylindrical object in my hand against the wall, and blue sparks burst out again.Taking advantage of the sparks, you can clearly see that you are holding a white branch in your hand. Huo Hua, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and I was almost taken dumbfounded. I still have a few light sticks in my backpack.Pulling out the glow stick and bending it, a beam of blue glowing light popped out of his hand immediately.With the help of the light, I saw the surrounding environment, and when I saw it, I felt stupid again. The long passage of the tomb is full of corpses, almost filling the entire passage, all are white human bones, and the white cylinder I hold in my hand is a leg bone. Courageous.Surprised, he threw out the leg bones and the light stick, and the light stick illuminated the entire corridor in one go. This is a long and narrow passageway like a corridor, about ten meters long, and the passageway is full of scattered corpses.Behind me is a tightly-fitting stone door. I pushed and held it vigorously, but it didn't move at all. Then I desperately searched for the mechanism button, trying to open it, but still didn't move. It seems that the stone door was activated from the outside. What is it? How I was photographed entering this tunnel from the outside may only be known after I go out. Now it is impossible to go backwards, so let’s move forward. I carried a torch with a cold light source made of clusters of fluorescent sticks and carefully walked through the bones, surrounded by bones in various poses.These people were placed here after they were killed, because their positions were quite orderly and there were no traces of struggle.Human sacrifice, two big blood-red characters came to mind. To be able to use the tomb where the Master died, the owner of the tomb is naturally very important.I tried my best to search for the kings who were sealed in the surrounding areas of Xinzheng during the Eastern Han Dynasty in my mind, but I couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.At this time, my feet were soft, as if I had stepped on something. I looked down and saw that it was a mummy of a warrior. Under the bronze helmet and face guard was a black and withered face. After thousands of years, I could still clearly see the wrinkled and shriveled face. There seemed to be still murderous intent in the two hollow black eyes. He was neatly dressed in armor, and all his muscles were shriveled together.The body is half leaning against the wall of the tomb, and the strangest thing is that there is an old bronze box next to it, which seems to have been seen somewhere.Not far from him, another mummy leaned on the wall of the tomb in the same posture, and it also had the same weapon.I fiddled lightly with my foot, and with a snap, some golden yellow slender brazes fell out. I suddenly remembered that I had seen these things in a book in Lao Zhong's office, which seemed to be about Qin. A punishment of the country. At this time, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten about the old clock, and I also forgot that it was the push of the old clock that allowed me to escape the violent impact of the human body.But the strange thing is that I am not worried about Lao Zhong's safety at all. I have an intuition that Lao Zhong must be fine, and I believe that Lao Zhong is not far from me, and I will faintly feel it when I close my eyes. It seems that there is a figure not far away that has been following me.Could it be that this is my ability that Lao Zhong and the others are talking about, the kind of "yin and yang eyes" that can see something by perception? I tried to use the walkie-talkie to contact Lao Zhong again, but failed again, the noise was still piercing.I suddenly found that the walls around the tomb were no longer the blue bricks used in the tomb just now, but all of them were made of reddish-brown bricks, which were more dense than the fire-fired bricks we use now. I suddenly had a strange thought: Could it be that the blood of these people dyed these bricks and stones red?If that were the case, the massacre that would have happened here that year must have been horrific, probably a massacre with a political purpose, because under some of the bones I found several apparently juvenile bones. For some reason, a desolate child's cry suddenly sounded in my mind: "Grandpa, don't, don't, grandpa." The evil came from my heart, and I hurriedly put the copper coin for body protection given by my grandpa on my wrist between my eyebrows. , a little more stable.At this time, I saw the compass on the wrist was turning rapidly, no longer pointing to the north, but turning aimlessly. What surprised me even more was that there was a long and narrow bloodstain on the copper coin for body protection, which was always blue. . This is the baby that my grandfather personally matched for me. From childhood to adulthood, I only left once when I was watching it.When I was a child, I was short of breath and cried a lot at night, and I couldn't be coaxed.Grandpa came from my hometown and put this copper coin around my neck, and I never cried for no reason after that.When he grew up, he was even more daring and frequently caused troubles.When I was a child, I went to school in the country to take a shortcut to the cemetery. The edge of the cemetery near the farmland exposed a skull because of the leveling of the ground, and it was kicked away.As a result, I had a high fever at night, and I was hysterical and talking nonsense. My parents took me to the city after taking an injection, but my grandfather stopped me. He took a copper coin from my neck and boiled a bowl of water to feed me. I drank it and put the copper coins on my forehead and put it away. After a while, I fell asleep peacefully, and the fever subsided the next day.My mother insisted that the injection just helped, but she never let me leave the copper coin again.And my grandfather once warned me, don't provoke dark things, and don't be afraid, as long as you have this copper coin, everything will be fine.He said that this copper coin is a pendant of Zhang Tianshi's copper coin sword for subduing demons.Although I despise this practice of deliberately pulling celebrities to speculate on the value of copper coins, I still wear this copper coin, because it will be full of confidence in my heart. However, there was a red bloodstain on this legendary artifact Zhang Tianshi once used.I began to feel a little uneasy, as if I didn't put on my clothes properly, and I felt that a cold air had invaded my whole body unconsciously. If it was a kind of cold shivering on my body just now, then it is a kind of haze now The pressure made me feel cold in my heart.