Chapter 9 Ancient Tomb

Chapter 9 Ancient Tomb

The phone should have just been dropped. I picked it up and saw that it was stained with blood. I felt bad: "It looks like there are more than a group of us here. It seems that some people have been injured. This phone is definitely not from the sky. It fell off."

I opened the phone book of my mobile phone and saw that there were only a few numbers in it, all of them were foreign calls, and there was no other information. The third uncle said: "No matter what, we can't find them, it's better to hurry." I looked around and found no clues, so I opened the way and continued walking. But seeing such a modern thing in this wilderness, I always found it a little weird, so I asked the older man, besides us, has anyone entered this forest recently?

The old man chuckled, "Two weeks ago, there was a group of people, about a dozen, but they haven't come out yet. This place is dangerous. Several grandpas, we can look back now."

"Isn't it just a monster?" Da Kui said, "Tell you, our little grandfather, even a thousand-year-old zombie has to kowtow to him. If he is there, no monsters or ghosts will be a problem, right?" He asked, bored. The oil bottle, the stuffy oil bottle, did not react at all, as if it were air. Da Kui touched a nail and was unhappy, but he couldn't help it.

We sullenly walked until the sky was dim, and we finally arrived at our destination before 4 pm.

We saw a dozen military tents that are almost intact. The quality of this tent is excellent. Although the area is now covered with rotting leaves, it is still scorched and clean. There are a lot of daily necessities in the tent. After looking through it, there are many scattered pieces of equipment, and there is no human body; the older man should not lie.

We even found a generator and a few cylinders of gasoline. The engine was wrapped in an oil step, but most of the parts were rotten. Pang Kui tried to start, but there was no response, but the gasoline was ok. I looked through it and found that all the things were torn off the labels, not even the trademarks on the tents and their backpacks; I said strangely, it seemed that these people did not want others to know where they came from.

We started a fire in this camp and had a simple dinner. The older man looked around vigilantly while eating, fearing that the monster suddenly rushed out and hanged him. The compressed food tasted terrible, and I almost drank a few sips of water.

While eating, he looked at the map. He pointed to a place on the map where the fox face was painted: "We must be here now."

We all leaned forward, and he went on to say: "This is the place for sacrifices. Below is the platform for sacrifices. The sacrifices for the funeral may be here."

The third uncle squatted on the ground, touched a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it, shook his head, walked a few more steps, touched it again, and said, "It's buried too deep, so I need to shovel it down."

We connected the threaded steel pipe and the shovelhead. The third uncle stamped on the ground with his feet, indicating that this is the shovel position. Daku first fixed the shovelhead and then started to shovel with a short-handled hammer. Uncle put a hand on the steel pipe and felt the following situation. When knocking on a total of 13 knots, the third uncle suddenly said: "Yes!"

We pulled up the shovel section by section and finally brought out a puddle of soil. Da Kui unloaded the shovel head and walked to the side of the fire to show us. My Sanshu and I turned white at the same time. The stuffy oil bottle also uttered. It turned out that the soil as if it had been soaked in blood, was dripping with blood.

The third uncle sniffed the nose and frowned. Both my third uncle and I have read the records about blood corpses. Still, the specific situation cannot be accurately inferred from my grandpa's notes, but since there is blood in the mud, and the tomb below must be extraordinary.

I looked at the third uncle and wanted to see how he decides. He thought about it, lit a cigarette, and said, "No matter what, dig it up first."

While Pan Zi and Da Kui did not stop, Da Kui shoveled down a few more times and then took all the shovelheads to San Shu. San Shu sniffed each shovelhead and started to connect the shovel holes in the ground with a trowel. I saw that they were busy with positioning. After a while, the outline of the ancient tomb was drawn on the ground.

The positioning of the cave is the basic work of the tofu. Generally speaking, the tomb on the top looks like this, and the tomb below is definitely like this. Very few tofu will get it wrong, but I look at this outline and feel that something is wrong. There is no underground palace in the Warring States Tomb, but there is obviously under this one, and it has a brick roof, which is really unusual.

The third uncle used his fingers to measure and finally determined the position of the coffin. He said: "The bottom is the brick roof. I can't shovel it down. I can only use the experience to mark the approximate position. This underground palace is too weird; I don't know. The bricks there are thin, so you can only check-in from the back wall according to the Song Tomb experience. If it doesn't work, you will have to start again, so you should hurry up."

My third uncle and the others have been hacking holes for more than ten years. They are speedy. Three cyclone shovels flew up and down, and they went down 78 meters in one fell swoop. Because they are in this wilderness and there is no need to make soil, we go straight. The mud was turned outside, and after a while, Da Kui called out from below: "Finished!"

Da Kui had dug a large underside of the thief hole and cleared a large brick wall. We put on a miner's lamp and went down inside. Seeing Da Kui knocking on the brick wall with his hand, he hurriedly held him down." Don't touch it." Da Kui jumped in shock with his sharp eyes.

He stretched out two fingers on the wall and touched them along the cracks of the bricks. After a long time, he stopped and said, "There is an anti-theft interlayer inside. When moving, all the bricks must be taken out. You can't push in, let alone smash!"

Pan Zi touched the wall and said, "How can it be possible that there are no cracks? How can it be possible to clip these bricks out?"

The menu took care of himself; he touched a brick and suddenly pulled the brick out of the wall with a sudden force. How strong is this adobe brick? Just use two fingers to pull a brick out of the wall; no Know how much power is needed. These two fingers are really not the same.

He carefully placed the brick on the ground and pointed to the back of the brick. We saw a dark red wax wall behind it. He said, "This wall is full of alum acid used in alchemy. If it breaks, these organic The strong acid will be poured on us instantly, and it will burn even the skin immediately."

I swallowed and foamed and suddenly thought of the skinless monster my grandfather saw. I was shocked. Isn't it a bloody corpse? But the grandfather who was poured with alum sour? Didn't the grandpa's shots hit Grandpa's body?

The stuffy oil bottle made Pangkui dug a 5-meter vertical well below, then took out an injection needle and a plastic tube from his bag, connected the tube to the needle, and then put the other end into the deep pit. Pan burst into flames and burned the needle red. The stuffy oil bottle was carefully inserted into the wax wall. Immediately, the red alum acid flowed from the end of the pipe into the straight well.

Soon, the dark red wax wall turned white, and it seemed that everything in it had all flowed out. The stuffed oil bottle nodded and said, "Okay!" We immediately started moving the bricks. Soon, a hole was moved out of the wall for a person to pass through. Sanshu threw a fire book into the hole, followed by the fire, and observed the environment inside.

We penetrated from the north side of the curtain and saw that the ground was a whole piece of stone slabs with ancient characters engraved on them. These stone slabs were arranged like gossip. The bigger the outside, the smaller the middle. The tomb is surrounded by, Of course, the eight ever-lighting lamps that have been extinguished. There is a four-legged square tripod in the middle of the tomb. The top of the tomb on the tripod is carved with the sun, moon, and stars. On the south side of the tomb, there is a sarcophagus and sarcophagus. Behind is a walkway, which seems to be heading downwards. I don't know where to go.

The third uncle went in and sniffed, then beckoned, we got in one by one.

The third uncle looked at the words on the ground and said to the stuffy bottle: "Brother, look at these words and see if you can tell who is buried here?"

The stuffed oil bottle shook his head and said nothing.

We made a few discounts and threw them into the eternal lamp. The whole tomb was lit up. I remembered the last monster I saw in my grandfather's notes. It seemed that my grandfather had repeatedly mentioned the weird clucking sound, and my heart straightened out. Mao, Pan Zi actually climbed onto the tripod at this time, wanting to see what was inside. Suddenly, he cheered, "San Ye, there is a baby here!"

We all climbed up and saw there was a headless corpse in the tripod. The clothes were rotten. The corpse still had some jade jewelry. Pan Zi was honest, so he took it off and brought it to his hand.

"This should be the torso of the person who was left after the animal was sacrificed. They cut off their heads to sacrifice to the sky and then put their bodies here to sacrifice to the people. These should be prisoners of war. The slaves cannot have jewelry on their hands."

Pan Zi jumped into the tripod suddenly and wanted to see what else was down there. It was too late to stop the stuffy oil bottle. He looked back at the sarcophagus. Fortunately, there was no response. The third uncle cursed: "You kid, This tripod is used for offering sacrifices. You kid want to be sacrificed?"

Pan Zi laughed: "San Ye, I'm not Da Kui, don't scare me," he took out a big jade bottle from inside, "Look, there are so many good things, let's look at the trip in reverse. What's the matter?"

"Don't be fooling around; come out!" San Shu said, his face turned pale when he saw the stuffy oil bottle, his eyes fixed on the sarcophagus, knowing that something might happen.

At this time, I heard the sound of "cocking". When I turned my head and listened, I couldn't help but feel a chill. The sound didn't come from the coffin but the stuffy oil bottle.