Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Hanwang Sarcophagus

My mind was full of random thoughts, and I forgot to continue asking about the second half of the story just now.At this moment, Lao Miao heard a groan from the old Miao who was lying beside him. Lao Zhong hurriedly felt the pulse of Lao Miao for the third time, and pierced the ten fingertips of Lao Miao with a purple gold needle, and squeezed out some dark brown blood from the fingertips. until the blood on Lao Miao's fingertips turned from black to red. Lao Miao's complexion gradually improved, but a chill flowed around us unknowingly, as if there was wind around us.Old Zhong stood up again and carefully looked at the murals around him. The faces of the ladies in the murals were not only tears, but also dripping with sweat.Some drops of water have begun to cover the walls.

Seeing this situation, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this tomb was chosen in a well?If this is the case, as long as the original Feng Shui structure is destroyed, the groundwater will gushes out, swallowing the three of us who dared to disturb the tranquility of the tomb owner in an instant. Feng Shui in ancient times does not only refer to some superstitions, but also includes many architectural, geographical, and physical factors.Among them, when selecting a tomb, there is a very important one, which is to avoid underground springs. When excavating to a depth of ten meters or even tens of meters, there must be no gushing water, otherwise the coffin of the tomb owner will be soaked in the water.This is what the tomb owners and their descendants do not want to see.However, there are some places where the owner of the tomb very much hopes to be buried, which may contain the owner's political intentions or some unknown reasons.After the tomb site is determined, the feng shui master who chooses the tomb must set water for the owner of the tomb, and use a series of methods to avoid the spring for the owner of the tomb, or use the special structure of the tomb, or use some seemingly unimaginable methods to calm down Underground springs.However, these springs are closely related to the feng shui structure of the tomb. As long as the feng shui structure of the tomb is destroyed, the water trapped underground will immediately fill the entire tomb.

My queen mother-in-law transferred the limited feng shui theory she knew to Lao Zhong like a melon, and pointed out with concern whether the four-element departing soul array we accidentally broke just now had disturbed the original feng shui of this tomb, and would It would not be the water vapor from the underground spring that caused the entire tomb to be filled with dew. Lao Zhong didn't pay attention to my remarks, but carefully surveyed the surrounding environment.He seemed to think of something, kept looking around, and kept walking until I twisted my neck and felt a little dizzy.

"What are you doing?" I was a little puzzled. "There is a place here that leads directly to the ground." Old Zhong said firmly. "What?" I yelled immediately, then stood up and looked around excitedly. "See the water droplets around here? This water vapor is not the water vapor from the underground spring, but the water vapor on the ground. My shoulder hurts every time it is rainy, which proves that the ground is preparing to rain now. The water vapor before it rains It must be that the water vapor on the ground has flowed to the ground through a channel." What Old Zhong said made me a little confused.

He went on to explain: "This is a Zhiyang Huiyin point, which is an excellent Fengshui point. It does not have any underground springs, and there will be no water vapor, so the theory of underground springs is completely untenable. Only One possibility is that this tomb has a passage leading directly to the ground, and the water vapor on the ground passed through the passage and condensed water hung on the surrounding murals." Old Zhong went on to say: "This was originally a prosperous point, but when Qin destroyed Han, a large number of soldiers were slaughtered, and the soldiers' skulls were buried here to make a human head sacrifice tower. It is a cursed place. There is no distinction between good and evil in this crypt. As long as good wishes are given, it is a blessed place, and if a curse is cast, it is a place of evil spirits. Therefore, this crypt contains the eternal evil spirit of soldiers. The owner of the tomb took advantage of the yin energy here to manipulate the Dragon Killing Formation and the Four Elephant Departing Soul Formation. That is to say, no one's corpse was actually buried in this tomb, it was just the product of a conspiracy in the Han Dynasty." I was dumbfounded by the remarks, but at the moment I didn't have the heart to ask him about the second half of the story, blood head lice, go to hell.Getting back to the ground now is the way to go.

Thinking of returning to the ground soon, I was so excited that my hands and feet were numb. We have been down for almost 20 hours. I am tired, hungry and cold, and I feel all kinds of feelings in my heart. Old Zhong and I started frantically looking for all the passages that could lead to the ground.After searching for two times like a convulsion, we met each other helplessly.In a mere area of ​​more than ten square meters, except for those "bookshelves" that constantly caused us illusions and troubles, after the burst, we can almost have a panoramic view of the entire tomb. The two shrugged each other and found nothing. It seems that our inference is still not correct enough.Just when disappointment eroded my patience a little bit, Lao Zhong suddenly slapped his thigh angrily: "I'm so confused, how could I forget that you have the constitution of Guiyang Tibetan Yin? Your constitution makes my fingers move five elements The position of the meridian is also reversed, the ring finger of the right hand has become the most yang to the meridian, which is different from ordinary people, so the original yin and evil energy has become the masculine fire. The hallucination of the amulet, however, hit you right and broke the formation." At this point, Lao Zhong suddenly paused, and hurried to the bookshelves, looking at them one by one.

He kept looking at these "bookshelves", making marks while looking at them, and within a short time, he determined the positions of five bookshelves.After he marked it like this, I found that these five bookshelves seemed to be different from other bookshelves. The reason was that only these five bookshelves had night pearls on them, which is what Old Zhong said.I followed the old clock and looked one by one, and saw that each bookshelf had a very inconspicuous seal character on the foot. After the old clock explained one by one, I realized that these five characters were "gold", "wood" and "wood". Water", "Fire" and "Earth".

Lao Zhong vigorously pushed a bookshelf with the word "gold" beside him, and saw that bookshelf shook slightly for a few times, and then began to move slowly.The "wooden" bookcase next to her also began to move.Like a chain reaction, the remaining three bookshelves also slowly shook. "Rubik's Cube, do you understand?" Old Zhong used a very concise metaphor to make me understand the current situation, "We are the mice in the Rubik's Cube, and we can find the way hidden in the Rubik's Cube through combination." Of course I understood this truth, and soon Lao Zhong and Lao Zhong devoted themselves to pushing away the bookshelf.We tried to move three times, but nothing happened, and I was leaning against the bookshelf and panting.

Old Zhong stopped his hand, looked at me thoughtfully, and then told me: "Follow the lines of your hand!" "What?" I was a little confused. "Arrange these five bookshelves according to the five staggered lines on your handprint." Old Zhong asked me to keep pushing. Ready soon, but still no effect. Lao Zhong is also a little discouraged, is it really not good?I subconsciously walked to the middle of the altar, and suddenly found a U-shaped sign with an inverted Big Dipper below it.I tried to push one of the bookshelves to the opposite position. Lao Zhong glanced at me, and then pushed the bookcase next to me to the opposite direction. Soon, all five bookshelves were arranged in the opposite order of the five rows.Just when the last bookshelf was in place, a "click" was heard, and a hole was staggered in the place where the largest pottery urn was placed in the middle of the original altar.

The two of us ran over happily, but when we saw the entrance of the cave, our hearts were half cold.It turned out that the hole was still a downward-facing staircase, and the staircase became narrower as it went down. "Carry Lao Miao on your back, let's go!" Lao Zhong's instructions were straightforward. Now I have no choice but to resign myself to fate. I had no choice but to follow Old Zhong down the cave with a cold firework. After walking for more than ten meters, I felt a sudden enlightenment, and felt that I had reached the end. At this time, the stairs began to climb upwards. I was overjoyed and said to Lao Zhong: "Okay, this road is right. It has already started to walk upwards." After walking a short distance, we arrived at a dilapidated blue-striped stone door, and the three of us squeezed through with difficulty.

As soon as we entered, Lao Zhong and I were all stunned there, especially Lao Zhong's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.Behind the blue-striped stone gate is a huge tomb. The eight dilapidated bronze lamps on the walls around the tomb have no lamp oil, and the surrounding area is empty without any funerary objects. Compared with the tomb we just came out of, this tomb is extremely shabby. There is not a single funeral object left, as if it was swept away by tomb robbers.And in the center of the tomb, a huge sarcophagus is suspended in the center of the entire tomb by eight huge copper chains. I turned back to the bewildered old Zhong and said, "Didn't you say that there are no coffins in this mausoleum?" The sudden appearance of the coffin made Lao Zhong extremely depressed, which obviously broke the nonsense theories that Comrade Lao Zhong, a pseudo-historian, had just instilled in me.He also looked at the huge sarcophagus in front of him in a daze, as if he couldn't understand why this thing suddenly appeared in this place. I looked around, gently put Lao Miao aside, and let him stand close to the wall, then curiously held the cold fireworks to look at the sarcophagus.In such an empty tomb, with such a big guy standing alone in the middle, it would be strange if you didn't notice it.The top of the sarcophagus was covered with scars, as if it had been severely beaten with a large blunt instrument, and there were signs of being pried, but the entire sarcophagus seemed to have no gaps to be found, as if a stone was naturally formed and grew into a coffin appearance. Comrade Lao Zhong devoted himself to the archaeological work again, looking around for traces like a groundhog.I don't understand, and I have no way to participate in it. I can only pick up the things I am curious about and look at them one by one. The first thing to notice is the eight copper chains that lock the coffin. These are made of bronze buckles that are as thick as a child's arm.But I obviously feel that the movement of these eight chains seems to be a bit wrong. The eight copper chains are not pulling the sarcophagus in parallel, but suspending the sarcophagus at a strange angle. Looking at the sarcophagus again, it is heavy at the front and light at the back, with one end raised high and the other slanted to the bottom. It is no different from the coffins seen during burials in the countryside.The appearance is quite delicate, with cloud shapes, thunder patterns, auspicious beasts, and various scripture-like scripts carved on the body, but these script scripts have become blurred under the heavy blows of various blunt instruments, and in some places even Large pieces were peeled off.This situation caused Comrade Lao Zhong, an archaeologist, to almost go crazy. He seemed to have deciphered the words on the coffin, and he was surprised for a while, depressed for a while, or happy, or depressed, as if performing a pantomime. There was no longer any delay, and the old Miao next to him made an uncomfortable sound from his throat.Fortunately, I haven't become so morbid about archeology like Lao Zhong, sitting next to the sarcophagus and looking at it endlessly.After hearing Lao Miao's uncomfortable voice, I quickly squatted beside Lao Miao, opened his eyelids and looked, and I was shocked. In his originally black and white eyes, there were yellow golden lines on the whites of his eyes. As the golden threads continued to spread, Lao Miao also made a "ho ho" sound in his throat, and I hurriedly called Lao Zhong over. Lao Zhong opened Lao Miao's eyelids and took a look, felt his pulse again, pondered for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, the toxins left by the gnats in Lao Miao's body were absorbed by the sophoria just now. It's clean, it's just a reaction caused by some worm fluid left by the Sophora tumor." After hearing his words, I was a little confused. Old Zhong went back to inspect the sarcophagus and explained: "When the gnats burrowed into Lao Miao's body, they secreted a large amount of neurotoxins. The venom will slowly erode the health of the old seedlings, and the Sophora tumor that attacked the old seedlings later feeds on the toxins. It first lives on the poisons of the host, and after absorbing the toxins from the host, it will It secretes a substance that mixes with the blood of the host body, and then returns to the body of the Sophoria worm, where it aggregates into a toxin for the Sophora worm to eat. We just happened to be the key to the Sophora worm's search for the residual poison in the old seedling's body to prepare for its own poisoning The worms were always stripped away, and the worm fluid was not re-synthesized by the worms, so of course it could not be aggregated into venom. Without the worms as a reaction container, the worms in Lao Miao's body are now harmless , it only needs one systemic circulation, and the old Miao can solve it by urinating." His bunch of tongue twister-like explanations made my head dizzy, and my stomach was just as hungry as thunder.Now I'm staring desperately at the ascending burial passage behind the coffin, trying to figure out how to get out of this ghostly place before dying of starvation. Just when I was about to check Lao Zhong's backpack for the third time to find something to eat, Lao Zhong suddenly let out a loud laugh, which scared me to the point of losing my soul. I saw Lao Zhong nervously looking at the coffin and laughing non-stop , I didn't feel relieved until he turned around and saw that he was in good spirits. Lao Zhong seemed a little dumbfounded, as if he was angry with his own son but couldn't lose his temper.Pointing at the sarcophagus, he shook his head and smiled wryly again, not knowing why he was getting nervous again.From the time I went to the grave to now, as long as these two old guys get mad, I get nervous. Old Zhong pulled me over, pointed at the sarcophagus and asked me, "What is this?" Damn, this question is a bit difficult, I cursed in my heart, isn't it obvious, there are other names besides coffin. Old Zhong stared at me, and jumped out word by word: "This is a stone." I almost fainted, mother, it's like I didn't say it, it's not stone or wood. Old Zhong smiled wryly, and touched the surface of the sarcophagus heavily with the whirlwind shovel in his hand, and I immediately raised my heart, this is intentional destruction of cultural relics. The sound of "tamping" came from the sarcophagus, and Lao Zhong looked at me expectantly: "Did you hear it?" I still shook my head ignorantly. "This is a stone, a stone without compromise." Lao Zhong looked at me now as if he saw a stone.I still didn't turn the corner: "Stone? Of course it's a stone. Of course a coffin made of stone is a stone. What's so strange?" The expression, I seem to understand a little bit. "You mean, this is not a sarcophagus at all, but a whole stone?" This sentence won Lao Zhong's nod. no?Why did the owner of the tomb put a stone in his tomb?Something wrong?Moreover, this stone is carved so vividly that it looks like a real coffin. Comrade Lao Zhong waved his hand, as if the leader was giving a speech: "I take back what I just said in the Four Elephant Soul Formation. My conclusion that this is an empty tomb has no basis. There is indeed a coffin in this tomb, and the buried He is still a royal family with a prominent status, at least a vassal king, and he was once very ambitious, aiming at the world." "Stop, stop, didn't you just say that this is a stone? Where is there a coffin?" Although there is a coffin-shaped stone here, you can't open your eyes and tell nonsense that this is a coffin. Old Zhong ignored me, but looked around the tomb in high spirits and kept pointing: "This used to be the place where the bell was placed, here was the place where the gui was placed, this was once the place where the nobles were placed, and here," the old man said. Zhong looked at it, and smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth, "Here, if I'm not mistaken, there used to be nine tripods, nine big bronze tripods here." After saying this, he looked at the I.But I still stared at him stupidly: "Go on, why don't you say it?" I urged him. His face was resentful: "Don't you see it? These are nine tripods!" "Yeah, nine tripods, what's the matter?" I'm so hungry now that my heart is on my back. When people are hungry, their intelligence will decline. I don't know if I am in this state. Whether it was a blow to the head or a drink, there was no response at all. Nine tripods have been a symbol of the world since the Zhou Dynasty. Feudal dynasties have always symbolized the world with nine tripods. Only the emperor of Zhou can place nine tripods in funeral objects after his death, and the princes and kings can only be reduced in order of title.However, in the late Warring States period, the world was in chaos and the princes and states were vying to be the hegemony. Many princes and kings had a heart of disobedience, and used the emperor's standard in sacrificial rituals, music and funerals.Confucius once lamented that the collapse of ritual and music was a sign of chaos in the world.Later, not only big countries like Chu, Qi, Zhao, and Qin, but also a small but powerful bully like South Korea began to ignore the authority of the emperor and directly use the ritual system of the emperor.According to what Lao Zhong said, so many tripods, bells, and guis were placed here, so it is speculated that the owner of this tomb is very likely to be the King Han who is "unmatched in the world". What kind of status a King of Han has in history is still a mystery. After listening to Lao Zhong’s explanation, I felt a little dizzy. We originally came down from this ancient tomb that looked like the tomb of a war king, but accidentally broke into an ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty, and found that the Han tomb was actually a man-made curse formation. , and then in the curse formation, the human head sacrificial pagoda where Qinkeng killed Koreans was discovered, which also explains why some experts once mistook this place for the tomb of the Warring King, but just when we thought that the inside story had been revealed, Just broke into a real tomb of the war king.Looking at it this way, it should be a three-story sandwich tomb. The Han tomb, the head sacrifice tower, and the Korean royal tomb are arranged in a chronological order.The Korean royal tomb should be at the bottom of the sandwich biscuit, the human head sacrifice tower is on the second floor, and the man-made curse array is on the third floor.But then came the question, which layer is the product of the Warring States Golden Corpse that once haunted and made the tomb robbers turn their faces?Is it the hostility of the head sacrifice tower in the Warring States period, or the monster in the curse array of the Han tomb, or the mutated corpse of the Korean royal tomb? "Judging from the current situation, this large tomb has suffered an organized looting, and the looters are obviously very familiar with this tomb, and they simply removed all the funerary objects calmly, but why is it better than this Han who is on the upper level? Didn’t the tomb suffer any damage?” My question blurted out after Lao Zhong. Old Zhong thought for a while: "You can think so, maybe it wasn't done by modern tomb robbers, it is very likely to be ancient tomb robbers, for example, the Han Dynasty!" I suddenly became excited: "Can you think of it this way? The people who set up the curse formation in the Han Dynasty discovered the tomb of the Korean king and the human head sacrificial tower above the tomb, so they swept away all the funerary objects and good things in the tomb of the Korean king, and took them away first." I prayed for the blessings of this large tomb, and then set up a Han Dynasty curse array with the help of the sinister spirit of the human head sacrificial tower. However, this King of Han was really unlucky. People dragged away the dead body again." I know the bad habit of the ancients, if they hated someone, they would not let go of the dead body.The most famous is that Wu Zixu was flogged to death. Old Zhong smiled: "Who said that the corpse of King Han has been passive? I believe that the corpse of that unlucky king is still here! Maybe we can still find that corpse of the Warring States Gold!" After speaking, he was like a successful liar Started to laugh slyly. "King Han's real coffin is still in this tomb." Old Zhong still smiled sinisterly. Looking at the old Zhong's smile, I shuddered a little, the ghost knew what he was going to do, but the old Zhong had already started to circle around the sarcophagus non-stop.I looked at him curiously, only to see that he kept gesturing various directions around him, and kept determining the direction with the compass in his hand. Even though it was my sixth sense, I still clearly heard a tingling sound, and I saw Lao Zhong standing there sighing: "What a strange person, he can hide it so skillfully just like this!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, I realized that the compass on his wrist was spinning wildly. It was exactly the same as the situation in the maroon tomb passage when we just went down to the tomb. Could it be that there are also red bricks mixed with magnetic powder here?Could it be that a magnetic space is artificially created here?Is it also a measure to prevent theft? Raising my hand, I found that the compass on my wrist was also pointing in a nondescript direction. From any point of view, this direction was unreasonable. As soon as I moved my footsteps, the pointer immediately turned, moved and turned again , Only then did I realize that the compass was always pointing in the direction of the coffin. I touched the sarcophagus with a whirlwind shovel strangely, but I didn’t feel any attraction. It’s not a magnet, why is there a strong magnetic field? "Interesting, how do I think this is a suspicious coffin, I want others to think that there is only this sarcophagus in the tomb, and think that this is a fake tomb!" I said puzzled, "But this style does not look like the style of a dignified king of a country Ah, why do you feel that you are a little afraid that others will dig up his grave openly?" Old Zhong seemed to think of something: "You're right, this king is really afraid that others will dig his tomb, because he is a king of subjugation, and he managed to save his wealth and life!" "Historian Zhong "Professor" started the on-site lecture again. In 231 BC, Teng, the acting governor of Nanyang County in South Korea, surrendered to Qin.After the Qin army destroyed South Korea, Yingchuan County was established to deal with the survivors of South Korea in accordance with Qin's policy system.When Qin destroyed South Korea, Han Wangan did not make a desperate resistance, and Kaesong surrendered. Qin's treatment of South Korea was more lenient. The Qin State moved the captured Han Wangan away from South Korea, and moved to Chen County, Chen County, not far from the South Korean capital Xinzheng. It was originally the old capital of the Chu State, but it has been captured by the Qin Army.The purpose of Qin’s relocation of King Han to the old land of Chu State was of course to cut off the connection between King Han and his own country. The place of migration was not far from the old South Korea, and it was also to show tenderness and tolerance to the Korean survivors and the other five kingdoms who were about to conquer.However, the Korean people's attachment to their homeland and hatred of Qin has always been deeply rooted.In 226 BC, six years after the fall of Korea, a large-scale anti-Qin rebellion broke out in Xinzheng, the old capital of South Korea.The Qin army brutally suppressed the rebellion. Speaking of this, I seem to understand a little bit. Facing the sarcophagus, I couldn't help sighing. Han Wangan must be caused by Ye Luo's mentality, or he wanted to be buried in the old capital, and secretly arranged his affairs in Xinzheng, but He was also afraid that the king of Qin would go back on his word and punish him after discovering his small actions, so he tampered with his tomb in an attempt to preserve his body after death. "Sure enough, it is a clever plan. When someone opens the tomb and only sees a sarcophagus, they will definitely think it is an empty tomb. They only looted all the funerary objects and did not look for the real body of the tomb owner. But the real body is actually Still in this tomb." In order to preserve his own body, he worked so hard, the sorrow of the subjugated king can be seen. The origin of the head sacrificial tower seems to be very clear, it is estimated that it is the head of the soldiers and civilians of the Xinzheng Rebellion.Buried the heads of Korean people on the ancestral mausoleum of the King of Han, used sinister human head sacrifice towers to destroy the geomantic omen of the ancestral mausoleum of the King of Han, and cursed the descendants of the King of Han to be devastated. Just when I was thinking wildly, I seemed to hear bursts of loud and noisy cries coming into my ears again. The cries were very shrill and well-organized, unlike the merman songs heard in the soul-departing formation that made people cry. It feels a little weird, as if it really exists beside me, the crying is almost palpable. Lao Zhong and I glanced at each other, and we could tell from each other's expressions that we both heard the cry. "Shark song?" I asked tentatively. "No, I'm afraid it's real crying!" Old Zhong's answer was a bit heavy. Old Zhong's answer was as mysterious as ever, which made me tremble all over and looked around nervously.Is there really someone there?I remember that old Zhong told me a story before, saying that a fugitive murderer took the ancient tomb in the deep mountain as his home, robbed a girl at the bottom of the mountain, and lived a life like a savage with him on the mountain, eating wild fruits and drinking mountain springs. Also gave birth to a pair of children.Later, the archaeological team discovered the ancient tomb hidden in the deep mountains and began to excavate, and the family also retreated to the depths of the ancient tomb along the tomb passage. Later, in the main tomb, the murderer had no way out, so he killed himself His wife and children rushed out like wild beasts covered in blood, which frightened the archaeological team enough.The murderer was subdued in the end, but there were wailing cries in those tombs ever since. Some archaeologists witnessed the tragedy that day with their own eyes. Mentally broken. Hearing the intermittent crying beside my ear, I couldn't help feeling a little trembling in my heart.Although the sound was clear, it was not continuous, like a poor-quality tape with interruptions. "Do you still remember the story I told you once?" Old Zhong is a goddamn person, he can't open any pot and carry any pot. I looked around nervously, really afraid that some monster would jump out from a certain corner. In just a few dozen hours, my spirit was tense to the extreme. "The murderer who killed all his children in the cemetery finally committed suicide in the detention center while he was awaiting trial." Lao Zhong recalled the past, "According to the inmates in the same prison, when the murderer was dying He kept arguing that he saw his wife and children, and then he grabbed his throat and strangled himself to death." Sisi Liangyi matched with Lao Zhong's narration, making the tomb room even more eerie. "Some people say that the murderer was cursed in the ancient tomb. In fact, many members of the archaeological team were in the ancient tomb at that time, and they all heard the cries in the ancient tomb at that time, but most of them did not have any adverse reactions. , Since the ancient tomb has been robbed long ago, the archaeological team hastily withdrew after making cursory documentation.” I don’t know why Lao Zhong is not in a hurry at this moment, and carefully inspected Lao Miao’s injuries. The story was told in a leisurely manner. "That excavation operation yielded very little, almost nothing. Due to the frequent cries, the ancient tomb, which was not noticed by the mountain people, became a restricted area. In order to appease the local residents, and to understand this It is a strange phenomenon, two old people were invited as a last resort, one is an expert on ancient tomb culture, that is, the family uncle I just mentioned, and the other is an expert on tomb architecture, that is, your grandfather." When Old Zhong mentioned the expert, I Just knew that my omnipotent grandfather appeared here again. "They reminded us to pay attention to two things when they arrived at the scene." Lao Zhong stretched out two fingers, "First, the tomb was built on the hillside, and the tomb was carved into the mountain; second, the day when the murderer committed the crime happened to be A brief thunderstorm passed by." As if to match Lao Zhong's description, a gust of cool wind flowed from the tomb passage behind, bringing a burst of chill.Then there was another loud cry. "It's a magnet," said Old Zhong finally, "there may be a natural magnet in the middle of this rock, which caused our compass to point in this direction." "Do you still remember that my shoulder hurt just now?" Lao Zhong continued to explain, "Then there may be rain or thunderstorms on the ground, and the principle of the recorder is the same. The magnet of the medium released these sounds under the trigger of another lightning. As long as the lightning passes through the air, a large number of electric ions may excite the sounds stored in the magnet. That is to say, these cries may It has echoed countless times in this tomb over the course of thousands of years." This is too sci-fi. Although you are an expert, you are an archaeologist. Although you are older, you should have rich experience, not a top-notch nonsense skill. Faced with my questioning eyes, Lao Zhong brought out a respectable old comrade: "When your grandfather inspected that mountain, he found that there was a small magnetite vein near the ancient tomb, which contained rich magnetite. Although it is not likely to have an impact on the surrounding environment like the Bermuda Triangle, it is still more than enough to document a massacre." "Moreover, your grandfather also discovered the hidden darkroom in the ancient tomb with the help of the magical lodestone veins in this tomb. Although no shocking funerary objects were unearthed, the discovery of this ingeniously designed dark tomb also caused a sensation in the archaeological world at that time. "It sounds like Lao Zhong's explanation is a bit far-fetched, but it seems to be reasonable. Don't worry, there seems to be something wrong, thunder and lightning, it's raining, this time it's fun.I said Uncle Zhong, don’t pretend to be a magic stick, you old man, did you forget something and want me to remind you, we are underground now, don’t you understand the principle that water flows downhill?If there is a real thunderstorm outside, the entire tomb will be flooded with rainwater in a short time, and the three of us will die ugly like voles in a hole. Old Zhong gave me a disdainful look: "If it was like what you said, this tomb would have been soaked in water long ago, and would it be waiting for us to come down? Look at the murals around here, which ones look like they have been soaked in water?" I thought about it carefully, it is indeed the truth, then, since the answer to the mystery has been solved, the source of the crying has also been found, and it is still raining outside, we will not bother the old man Han Wang anymore, and quickly carry the old man on his back. Miao left on the road, maybe he could still catch up with the meal time in the cafeteria.