Chapter 5 Chapter Five: Fetal Cave Spirit Palace

We tidied up our equipment, put away the smokeless stove, folded up all the picks and shovels, and seemed to have a tacit understanding among them. The speed was very fast, and they were all packed up and gathered around the hole we dug. This is a typical behavior when people have a common goal. In fact, it is very naive to say that it has nothing to do with whether you can go down earlier, because no one has touched the imperial tomb, and no matter what Familiar with the process, but at the time I just felt that I couldn't let others take the lead. So there was a ridiculous scene: after surrounding the breach, everyone suddenly didn't know what to do, as if many people discussed where to go for a long time, and after deciding, they found that no one knew the way.Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, all a little stunned.

I looked into the cave and analyzed it in my heart. Others are fine, but there is a fatal problem. Our location is directly above the abyss, and there is a drop of more than 100 meters from the fetal cave where the Spirit Palace is located. The horizontal distance of more than 20 meters, although we have enough ropes, but we can't cross the 20 meters in the horizontal direction - we can't get over it by swinging. Seeing us like this, Chen Pi Asi behind us sneered, "A bunch of worthless people." He stood up and told us to get out of the way. I secretly laughed in my heart, Chen Pi Asi's old mentality is still unavoidable, we have always followed his lead, after the fat man showed his hand just now, he inevitably felt uncomfortable, seeing us like this at this time, he couldn't help but say It is a common mentality of many elderly people to use bad words to restore their status.

We made room for him, Monk Hua laughed at himself and said, "Old man, the young ones are all overjoyed, I have never seen such a big battle. You say this fight...how should I fight?" Chen Pi Asi squatted down with Ye Cheng's support, looked inside the hole, and said, "everything remains the same. Be careful, let's first find someone to climb on these wooden pillars supporting the ice dome, and walk along the corridor. The pillars climbed above the cave and then lowered by ropes to the roof of the raised building tiles outside." We looked at the icy wooden pillars. Each pillar is more than 100 meters long. It is definitely not a log of a tree. There must be wooden wedges to connect several logs. Such a structure is not a problem. But I don't know if it can withstand the tension.If it doesn’t work, it’s over. After a wooden porch collapses, it will inevitably hit other porch columns during its fall. At that time, the entire ice dome may collapse. This method is still very risky.

But at that time, everyone was eager to think about it, and didn't think too much about these things. Moreover, it seemed that there was no other better way. Pan Zi is the only one who is suitable for thunderstorms here, and the others are not in compliance with the rules regardless of body weight, so Pan Zi has no choice but to provoke this leader. We tied a rope with a butterfly buckle around his waist, and only carried some light equipment on his body. Pan Zi looked a little excited.Chen Pi Asi passed him a sip of wine to calm him down, and said, "Don't be overjoyed, our goal is not here, go down and show me some bright spots."

Pan Zi nodded, took a deep breath, and carefully climbed into the ice well, then used the flying tiger's claw to wrap around the wooden porch on one side, swung it like a special soldier swinging a rope, and climbed onto the wooden porch pillar all at once. As soon as we stepped on it, the wooden pillars made a series of very uncomfortable ice cracking sounds, we all held our breath, and Pan Zi was also pale and motionless, fearing that the pillars would disintegrate and break. Fortunately, after waiting for more than ten minutes, the cracking sound of the pillars stopped, the surroundings returned to calm, and the force was restored to balance.

I thought so too, maybe I was worrying too much, the ice dome above is so heavy, and the pressure between the wooden corridors is very high, we are like ants, so it should not be a big problem. Several people breathed a sigh of relief. After being so scared, we all became more sober, and the inexplicable excitement subsided to a certain extent. Pan Zi continued to move forward, walking more cautiously, almost dancing an extremely slow dance.Our hearts also beat in his footsteps.After much difficulty, I finally reached the cliff rock at the end of the colonnade, more than a hundred meters below, is where the cave is.

The light of the flashlight we shot down on him was too diffuse. Pan Zi picked up five or six straight light sticks and threw them down one by one. Several rays of light fell straight down in the darkness, and some disappeared like meteors at the end of the abyss. After falling more than ten meters, some of them hit the tile roof and stopped after bouncing a few times.At the same time, the chemical substances in the light stick reacted due to the violent vibration, and the light became brighter and brighter, vaguely illuminating the situation inside the ice dome. Then Pan Zi dropped the rope, hung down to the tiled roof below, and then slid down quickly.

Seeing that Pan Zi landed steadily on the tile roof, our hearts were relieved. Pan Zi gestured to us a few times, which probably meant that the process was safe. We started to get excited again, and the next one was Monk Hua. We carefully painted gourds one after another, and descended to the tile roof without any danger. The 100-meter balance beam and more than 100-meter rope climbing are not child's play. After I got down, I could hardly stand still. It took Pan Zi to support me to stand on the glazed tiles.Recalling the feeling of being on the ice-wood colonnade, my legs began to weaken involuntarily.

Seven flashlights looked around and found that the slope and cliff in this ice dome are about 30 degrees near vertical, the cave is very deep, the palace goes straight into the mountain, and the innermost situation cannot be seen. The top of the mountain and the top of the Linggong almost fit together. The tiled roof we are standing on is the roof of the outermost stilted "main hall".A few of us stood crookedly on it, feeling like Zhou Xingchi's version of the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City. The fat man wanted to lift a piece of tile to have a look, but found that the tile and the tile beam were so frozen that they couldn't be broken off at all, so he had to give up.One by one, we carefully picked up the faucets of the cornices and descended to the porch outside the main entrance of the Linggong with ropes.

The porch is similar to a sacrificial altar, and the paved ground is made of stone slabs. The perennial cold makes the stone brittle, and it rattles when you step on it, and it may break at any time.This should be the end of the plank road built into the mountain back then. Now the plank road has been demolished. One side is a dark abyss, and the left and right sides are a row of copper tripods covered with ice chips. Ancient ashes. The style of the bronze wares and the appearance of the palace all have a very obvious Han style. It seems that when Wang Zanghai contracted the project there, the design still could not exceed the limitations of his own nationality and time. In other words, with the national strength of Eastern Xia at that time, We can only make do by plundering the things of the Han people on the border.

On the other side is the gate of the Hall of Spirits. In front of the gate stands a stone stele without characters. Behind the stele is the white jade gate of the Long Palace. The gate is very large, almost as high as three people and wide by two.On the stone gate, there are many harpy birds dancing in the clouds, whose names cannot be named. The brass door roll above the gate is a tiger’s head. The cracks and hinges of the door have been watered, and now the door panels on both sides are frozen. as a whole. Standing here and looking at the ice dome above, the faint light shines through, my eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, and the things I see are much older, this feeling is difficult to express in words. Monk Hua wants to take some photos here first, so we took the opportunity to catch our breath and look around.Ye Cheng walked around, and when he saw the cliff below, he said with emotion: "I really don't understand why the Emperor Wannu insisted on putting the mausoleum in such a place where no shit, on flat ground Isn't it good? Isn't this tormenting people?" I said: "The idea of ​​being an emperor is different from that of ordinary people. Maybe it has something to do with their religion. You see, there are many temples in Tibet, all of which are built in places that no one can reach. To get close to the spirit of heaven, this layman like us cannot understand." The fat man shook his head to express his disapproval: "I feel that the reason why it was built here is very simple. I just don't want others to come up. There must be something good in this imperial mausoleum. Wannuhuang, an old boy, is holding his hands as a treasure, and he will not give it to anyone after he dies." , we have to educate him well this time." As he spoke, he and Lang Feng took out the crowbar to pry the palace door. It sounds funny to me, Fatty is a real person, if he becomes the emperor, I don't know where he will set his tomb. There is no natural stone behind the jade stone door, and the ice on the hinges on both sides of the door will burst when the crowbar is pressed hard. We use a chisel to smash the ice in the crack of the door, and the door can barely open a gap.A black air gushed out, and we quickly avoided it. Monk Hua said it was all right, it was the moisture-proof paint stuck to the back of the door, and it was frozen into powder now. The door of the hall was opened a crack, and it could no longer be moved. It seemed that the hinge of the door was rusted to death.I took a flashlight and shone inside, and I couldn't see anything in the empty spiritual hall. The darkness inside seemed to be able to absorb light. Ye Cheng couldn't wait to go in, but was stopped by the fat man, he turned to Poker Fing, "Brother, take a look first, is there any clever mechanism in this place?" Poker bottle touched the door, then looked at the relief on the door, looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said he was not sure: "You follow me, don't talk." We must listen to what this person says. It is already our consensus.Fatty and I nodded vigorously, and several of them took out their self-defense items. Poker-Face dodged, stepped over the knee-high threshold, and walked in first.We followed closely, crossed the threshold, and the moment we walked into the darkness inside nervously, I suddenly felt an extreme strangeness hit me. It suddenly occurred to me that for nearly a thousand years, we might be the first people to step in. Think about what happened in this huge palace that no one has been watching for a thousand years?