Chapter 303 A Corner of Civilization

What is it like to be buried alive?

I think there is probably no one in this world who knows it better than me.

Before that, I didn't know the depth of the situation. I cut off the dragon vein and suffered retribution from heaven. I was stuck in the ground like a carrot, exposed to the wind and sun, and there was no hope. That was almost one of the most painful memories of my life, and it became a nightmare for a time.

But compared with the collapse of the tunnel, it was really nothing. After all, if you really want to be serious, it was just a half-buried alive. At least I could still see the sky and the light when I looked up, and darkness is the real source of human fear.

The moment the endless soil fell, the light emitted by the flashlight next to me was swallowed up in an instant. The soil covered me, wet, and there was a strange sense of warmth. It was not heavy, but my limbs were like being bound by shackles and could not move!

My mouth and nose were filled with soil, so I couldn't make any sound. My breathing was blocked. When I struggled, the soil rushed into my nose and throat, so I could only whimper in pain. My throat felt dry and itchy, and my chest was like being pressed down by a hand. My lungs were squeezed and deflated, like an unblown balloon, with no air in it. I struggled hard, but my body could only move slightly in the soil a few times. Instead, I felt a burning pain in my lungs, and even had the illusion that if I moved a few more times, my lungs would burst.

Under the huge squeezing force and lack of oxygen, all my futile struggles only accelerated the consumption of physical strength. Soon I felt faint. The dark in front of my eyes gradually bloomed with a ball of light, which seemed to be a dancing candlelight. In the dim light, I saw my father and my mother. Finally, it became more and more blurred. I could only vaguely see a slender figure silently watching me. It seemed to be... her!

So, I woke up from the hallucination and broke free. Although I still couldn't move, I was roaring in my heart: "Cang Yao, hurry up, call someone!"

The collapse in the stealing hole is not as earth-shattering as the landslide in the mountain. Moreover, this place is the accumulated broken soil after the landslide. There are no stones in it. Once it falls and collapses, even Brother Yaozi and others who are close at hand can't hear any sound. It won't take long for Lao Bai and I to suffocate here.

Now, my only hope is on Cang Yao. I don't expect her to have any overwhelming power to help me escape directly, but at least she and Yin Nu are spirits, and they can get out directly and tell Brother Yaozi and the others. I hope it's not too late.

Unfortunately, Cang Yao didn't give me any response.

Just when I was almost desperate, a strong pulling force suddenly came from my legs.

I was shocked to realize that there was a hand pulling my ankle, holding it tightly, but I was panicked before and didn't notice the existence of this hand at all.

Needless to say, this hand must be Lao Bai's.

Could it be that Lao Bai was not buried? It was he who was pulling me?

At this time, I clearly felt that the soil around me that was like a dog skin plaster on my body moved slightly, and then I was pulled out a little, just like pulling a carrot, and I was dragged out alive.

It is difficult to pull out a radish that is too big, and it is easy to tear off the stems and leaves, let alone a living person like me?

Lao Bai's hands were like iron pliers, tightly holding my ankles, pinching my bones and making them ache. Under the crazy pulling, the joints on my legs seemed to be torn apart a little, and I could only hear the crisp sound of "crackling" from the tendons. It felt like a strong bow that was fully drawn, and it would break immediately if I exerted a little more force.

Under such a huge pulling force, I finally started to move. When I was completely dragged out of the tunnel, I felt lighter and instinctively wanted to breathe deeply. As a result, my throat and nasal cavity were full of mud. When I opened my mouth and inhaled, all the mud and sand were rolled into my respiratory tract, choking me so much that I couldn't help but turn over and lie on the ground and cough repeatedly, and my snot and tears mixed with mud and sand splashed all over the ground.

After a long time, I finally felt better. I rubbed my blurry eyes with my sleeves and saw a woman in a red dress squatting beside me, looking at me with concern.

Isn't this person exactly Cang Yao?

Seeing that I was fine, Cang Yao was greatly relieved and went back into the wind chime without saying a word. Wushuang came up and kept patting my back with his hands to make me feel better.

"This time it's all thanks to Cang Yao."

Brother Yaozi sighed. As soon as he said that, I realized that when I called Cang Yao, Cang Yao had already left. Because the landslide area was not large, I was in the innermost part, so I was buried alive. Lao Bai started to withdraw early with his butt sticking out. When the landslide occurred, only half of his body was buried inside. In fact, if he hadn't thought of pulling me, I'm afraid he could have withdrawn his whole body. It was because of the landslide that he instinctively pulled my ankles, so he also confessed himself in, leaving only his two calves outside. After Cang Yao came out, he pulled his two legs out. Brother Yaozi and others came up to help immediately after knowing it.

I knew how dangerous this cave-robbing landslide was. If Lao Bai hadn't pulled me at the last moment, Brother Yaozi and others would have had to dig open the landslide to save me, which took a long time, and it wouldn't take long to suffocate a person. In the end, I was in danger.

Behind me, Zhang Xinya helped Lao Bai pat the dirt off his forehead, and then tried to pull the hand that was still holding my ankle. After pulling several times, Lao Bai still didn't let go, so she couldn't help but say, "Okay, Jingzhe has come out, let go!"

"Do you think I don't want to let go? I can't let go!!"

Lao Bai's face was covered with mud, and he said with a sad face, "This arm is completely out of control, as if it's not my arm."

Zhang Xinya was about to come up to help, but Wushuang quickly reached out to stop her.

"Don't touch! His arm is broken!"

Wushuang squatted down and looked at Lao Bai's arm carefully for a moment, then took out a knife and cut his sleeve a little bit, saying to himself: "We are all pulling him, the force is too strong, and he is only one arm pulling Jingzhe brother. After all, Jingzhe brother's leg bones are stressed, while he is arm, how can arms be as strong as thighs? He instinctively held Jingzhe brother tightly, and this force has exceeded his physical limit, so that his arm has cramped and lost consciousness. He was pulled alive by several of us and didn't know it. Now the tendons in his arm are still tight. If we force him to let go, the tendons will break, and he will be useless."

While talking, Lao Bai's sleeve had been completely cut by him, and only one arm was seen twisted strangely, and the muscles were entangled and bulged as if they were fixed. As for the elbow, the bone joints were broken, and it looked like only a layer of skin and flesh was left, which was very creepy.

Seeing this, my throat tightened, but Lao Bai smiled and said that it looked like it was dislocated. This favor was a big one, and it would not be possible without a dozen or eight sets of big swords.

Wushuang sighed, and gently rubbed his arm with his hand, and then Lao Bai could not laugh anymore. His face was completely distorted, and his wailing sounded like a pig being slaughtered. If it weren't for Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya holding him down, I'm afraid he would have rolled on the ground long ago.

However, the protruding muscles gradually calmed down. Finally, Wushuang grabbed his arm and moved it back and forth for a moment, and suddenly exerted force. With a "click", Lao Bai's arm was intact.

"Take a rest!"

Wushuang said: "As the old saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. You have injured a big tendon, I'm afraid it will hurt for a while!"

"It's good that the arm can be used!"

Lao Bai grinned.

Seeing that we were safe, my master was relieved and asked me what was going on inside.

"An unprecedented and unheard-of tomb door."

I thought about it and said, "The entire tomb is built with black steel, which is one of the strongest materials in the world and cannot be broken at all. It is like a tin turtle. It can be said that the solid civil structure of the bamboo shoot tomb is fully utilized. If you want to get in, you can only go through the door, but..."

Thinking of the tiny gap I touched, I sighed softly and told my master truthfully that I had never heard of such tomb door technology, which was completely beyond the knowledge scope of the ritual officer. The structure of the tomb can directly reflect the national strength, civilization, smelting and many other aspects at that time from a certain aspect. All these characteristics are telling me that the ancient country sang by the mermaids was once a very powerful and brilliant civilization. I am facing an unknown civilization. The ritual officer's technology may not be useful here!

"Strange!"

Lao Bai rubbed his arm and sighed: "In a place far away from the Middle Earth, there was actually an ancient country. A great man was buried on the legendary Penglai Island, but it was not recorded in the history books. It really refreshed my three views."

My master was not so surprised. He said lightly: "Too many were buried in the past. History books can only glimpse one or two tenths, just the tip of the iceberg. This is how the world is. The more you know, the more you feel insignificant and ignorant."

After a pause, he turned to me and said that although this tomb is no longer a tomb in the traditional sense, the laws of the world are the same. Even if the technology here is no longer within the knowledge scope of the ritual officer, the ritual officer is still a ritual officer after all. There is past experience to support it, and there is still evidence to follow. To be honest, it seems that I am the only one who can say something now, so he asked me what to do next.

"The tomb door is made of black steel and cannot be broken at all."

I thought about it and said, "I'm afraid we have to use a stupid method. Clean up the front of the tomb door and observe the entire door. Maybe we can find some clues."

My master frowned, obviously thinking of the Water King. Time is too precious for us now, but he thought for a long time and couldn't come up with any better way, so he could only nod and agree helplessly.

He nodded, and Brother Yaozi started to move, pulling Wushuang into the stolen hole again and started to clean up the collapsed area.

Lao Bai and I were exhausted and could only rest on the side.

As I said, cleaning the tomb door is a very long process. If those archaeologists come, they will have to dig carefully when encountering such a situation. A team of people and modern equipment will dissect the soil layer by layer, for fear of missing a single bit. How much time it will take is hard to say, at least one or two weeks, and at most two or three months.

But we are not archaeologists, so we are not so meticulous. Even so, we spent a whole day here.

Brother Yaozi and Wushuang got out of the robbery hole with difficulty, just like two people who were fished out of mud and water.

"Damn it, there is no door!"

Brother Yaozi said, "It's just a dark wall. I have never seen such a situation!"

Hearing him say this, I already knew what was going on. I immediately got into the robbery hole. After passing through the robbery hole, the front suddenly opened up. Brother Yaozi and Wushuang dug out all the soil in front of the tomb door, just like a hollowed-out mountain belly, and the outer wall structure of the entire tomb was in full view.

I gently rubbed the black steel with my hands, and soon I touched the gap I had touched before. I moved my fingers along the gap and wiped off the dirt on it. Soon, a rectangular door frame with a width of nearly three and a half meters and a height of less than two meters, almost lying horizontally, emerged.

"This is the tomb door!"

I pointed at the drawn rectangle and couldn't help but sigh: "Have you ever played a jigsaw puzzle? This tomb door looks like it was put together. There should be buckles inside to connect it. If it weren't for my special hands, I wouldn't be able to feel the gap. This kind of craftsmanship is really amazing!"

"There are buckles on the tomb door, directly buckled to the wall?"

Brother Yaozi immediately found a way: "So, it has to be pried open!"

"The key is here."

I said: "If there is a gap at this joint, it must be no problem to pry it open. The key is that this is almost seamless. You can't even put a crowbar in it, how can you pry it open?"

Brother Yaozi thought about it and smiled bitterly.

Lao Bai asked me, is there no solution?

I shook my head and didn't respond. I stuck to this huge tomb door, constantly groping and knocking every inch of it.

The first time, I didn't find anything.

So, I started to feel around for the second time, but still didn't find anything, so I started to feel around for the third time, over and over again, tirelessly.

Lao Bai was speechless, saying, is this how I crack the death door?

"Got it!"

I retracted my hand, and suddenly knocked lightly in the middle of the tomb door: "Something is wrong here!"

I found this wrong after feeling around for several times.

At first glance, there is no difference between here and the surroundings.

Moreover, there is no gap here, or rather, there is a gap, but the gap is smaller than the joint of the door, and I can't feel it with my hands at all.

If there is a difference, it is... the feel!!!

The difference in feel is very, very subtle, I didn't feel it at all the first time, but after touching the tomb door countless times, my hands are completely accustomed to the texture of black steel, and then I felt a little different...

The material at this position is more delicate!!!

Delicate, represents brittle!!!

Everything in this world is like this, the more delicate, the more vulnerable.

Obviously, the material at this location is not black steel, but it is made too real, almost to the point of being indistinguishable from the real thing!!

I saw that Lao Bai and the others were a little hesitant, perhaps thinking that I was insane, so I simply didn't say a word and directly used the engineer shovel to chop hard at this location.

Crack!

The "black steel" here was directly shattered, just like broken glass, falling to the ground, and then a narrow hole was revealed below.

"It seems that this is the key to breaking the tomb door."

I laughed and said, "Lao Bai, we have diverged, because this path is a small path left for craftsmen, and I always think it must be a dead door, but there is a mechanism to open the tomb door here, that is, this is a trap door.

Things seem to be very interesting. Yang Guifei was taken away again, and then the place that should have been sealed with a dead door was left with a trap door. What exactly does this mysterious ancient country want to do? It seems that after the tomb is sealed, they are still counting on opening it in the future?"

No one can answer these questions.

Brother Yaozi walked forward, shone a flashlight at the hole for a while, and suddenly said, "This looks like a keyhole!!"

After saying that, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and looked at Shunzi with a very strange look...