Chapter 388 Tang Soul

Tomb? !

I keenly caught the key point in Brother Yaozi's words.

Digging along the snake cave, we entered another tomb?

Is this a coincidence or a necessity?

I closed my eyes and carefully reviewed the places we passed through, trying to guess where we are now.

If I remember correctly, when we were passing through the snake cave not long ago, we slipped backwards for a distance because of the ice in the cave...

This means that we are actually climbing up all the time! !

"Brother Jingzhe..."

Xiaozhi gently pushed me and timidly reminded me from behind: "Brother Yaozi and Sister Xinya have already gone out..."

I came back to my senses. If nothing unexpected happened, I probably guessed where we are now.

The tomb under the stone well is just a burial pit, and the place where we are now should be the real main tomb of this ancient tomb!

In the extreme cold, every minute and every second became extremely difficult to endure. In addition, the frozen soil was difficult to dig, so we advanced very slowly, and even felt that we had dug very far. In fact, we only dug less than a mile. Now we should be under the big mound of Mingtiaogang! !

Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya had already crawled out of the snake cave. They didn't say a word. I could only see the flashlights in their hands shaking constantly. The places where the beams passed by reflected colorful halos, which were actually beautiful. There was no gloom in the tombs, but a kind of ethereal fairyland.

"This is a colorful tomb..."

I muttered to myself, supporting my body with my elbows that had long been frozen numb and crawling forward little by little.

The exit was close to the ground. Because I had been in the cave for so long, I forgot how to stand up. I only knew that I was lying on the smooth ice, panting heavily for a while, and then I climbed up little by little. I could hear the "crackling" sound of the lumbar spine and leg joints. I was so careful when I stood up, as if my bones were frozen. If I moved too much, my body would be scrapped and fall apart.

Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya stood on the left and right of the snake cave like two generals. They were motionless, as if they had turned into clay and stone sculptures. Only the flashlights in their hands were shaking back and forth. Wherever the beam pointed, their eyes turned.

No wonder they were like this. When I really started to look at this tomb, my performance was not much better than theirs. My head "buzzed" and went blank.

This was not a magic spell, but - I didn't expect that there was such a tomb in the world! !

In front of me... it's a completely icy world!!

The tomb is not big, at most it's about the size of a courtyard in an old quadrangle, but whether it's the dome or the four walls, they are all solid ice, and the colors of the ice are different, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. When the flashlight sweeps over it, the halo is hazy, like a dream. If it weren't for the temperature, I'm afraid we would have thought it was a gem!

There are all kinds of things scattered around, even spirit flags, many of which are things that are used when burying. These things are all wrapped in solid ice, so that they are intact now. Brother Yaozi probably saw these things and asserted that this is a tomb.

The most amazing thing is that in the center of the tomb, a horse with its front hooves raised was sealed in a huge ice.

This is not a sculpture or a work of art. It is a real horse with flesh and blood, which has been completely preserved from ancient times. It is equipped with a horse armor, which shows that it is a war horse. There are blood holes everywhere on its neck, head, and body. Those are arrow wounds.

"It is not the main tomb chamber, but the place where the funerary objects are placed."

I walked back and forth around the horse in the center of the tomb chamber and whispered: "It seems that the owner of the tomb should be an ancient general or a noble. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have died on the battlefield. This horse is his mount, otherwise he would not have the qualification to enter the tomb. The horse was shot into a sieve under the human and horse equipment, let alone the human?"

My eyes turned to the place opposite the snake cave, where there was a huge tomb door, which was also made of solid ice. The thickness and weight were probably very amazing. I couldn't see the scene behind the door through this huge ice, but I could probably guess that behind the door was the real main tomb chamber. The tomb owner was a soldier, and he was buried with horses and armor. This was a military etiquette. Soldiers spent their lives on horseback, and after death, it was not their wives and concubines who accompanied them, but the weapons and war horses they used during their lifetime. This was actually the funeral custom of the northern nomadic peoples, especially the early nomadic peoples, such as the Huns and Turks, who liked such funerals the most. As for their wives and concubines, their status in the tomb was very low. Sometimes they might be buried directly in the burial pit, or even with the slaves who were sacrificed. Such funeral customs were gradually accepted by the Central Plains Han Dynasty in the continuous ethnic integration, but only some of the soldiers and nobles were buried in this way.

Lao Bai and Wushuang also got into the tomb at this time. The situation was not good. They were like the villagers who had just entered the city.

"A horse with flesh and blood has been preserved intact from ancient times to the present, without any signs of decay, which means that it has been in a completely frozen state. As long as the ice here melts once, the corpse will probably be destroyed immediately..."

Lao Bai muttered to himself: "In other words, the ice in this tomb has never melted? Damn, I have been dealing with ancient tombs all my life, and I have never heard of such a tomb. This is not the Antarctic glacier, nor is it the Mount Everest that is about to drill into the sky. How can these ices not melt for thousands of years?"

This grandson was probably too frightened and completely became a psychopath. He pushed me hard and shouted: "Little Weizi, aren't you ritual officials responsible for building tombs? Can you build this kind of tomb?"

"I can't build it..."

I shook my head honestly. This is indeed very unscientific. Even a refrigerator can't do it. After a thousand years, who dares to guarantee that there will be no problems with their refrigerator? Those people spoke very well, but the bosses who sell refrigerators and brag without thinking would not dare to brag like this. If there is a problem, we will not see the scene in front of us!

"However, although my family can't do it, it doesn't mean that such tombs have never appeared."

I changed the subject and said, "Have you heard of Cui Yuan?"

"You mean... the famous calligrapher in the Han Dynasty?"

Lao Bai asked me hesitantly, and when he saw me nod, he said, "Of course I know this person. There are still his original works on the market. I have handled one, and they are all sky-high. How come, is Cui Yuan's tomb like this?"

"In the second year of Chenghua, Li Xian, a famous minister of the Ming Dynasty, died, and Zhu Jianshen granted him a burial. My ancestors built a tomb for him according to the rules. When choosing the site, they chose a Feng Shui treasure land. As a result, after the craftsmen started working, they accidentally discovered another tomb. It was very small, but it was exactly the same as this one, and it was completely frozen. From some antiques, it was roughly inferred that this tomb was the tomb of Cui Yuan, a famous calligrapher in the Han Dynasty..."

I said, "The expression of our ancestor was similar to ours, as if he had seen a ghost. He had never heard of this burial technology, so he resigned and went home. He spent his whole life pursuing this technology but to no avail. But... after many speculations and research, he thought of another person - Zhang Heng!!"

Zhang Xinya finally recovered from her shock at this time. Although her lips were purple from the cold, she was frighteningly excited. She asked hurriedly, "Zhang Heng, the scientific saint among the Five Saints of Nanyang, the inventor of the armillary sphere and the seismograph?"

"Yes, it's this Zhang Heng."

I nodded, "Cui Yuan and Zhang Heng were classmates in the Imperial College. They had a very good relationship and could be said to be old friends. My ancestor suspected that this technology came from Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng died three years earlier than Cui Yuan. Cui Yuan's tomb should have been built for him by Zhang Heng's descendants!!"

Several people calmed down a little at this time. While moving in the tomb, they rubbed their stiff bodies hard, and listened to my ancestor's guess for a hundred years.

There is actually a place like this in nature, and this place is the Ten Thousand Year Ice Cave in Ningwu!

This is one of the ice caves with the largest ice reserves in the world. At present, only hundreds of meters deep have been developed. It is just the tip of the iceberg. The cause of this ice cave has always been a mystery!

This ice cave is in Guancen Mountain, not far from the Demon Burial Tomb. Lao Bai and others have been there. The altitude is indeed not low, but it is definitely not enough to keep the ice from melting for ten thousand years. In midsummer, the ice cave is covered with ice and snow, but outside it is full of flowers and willows. The most interesting thing is that this ice cave is on a volcano!

The situation is exactly the same as Cui Yuan's tomb and the ice tomb in front of us! !

Zhang Heng's grandfather Zhang Kan was a general during the reign of Emperor Guangwu. He was the governor of Yuyang and defeated the Xiongnu with thousands of cavalry. When he was wielding his sword and riding his horse, he was active in the area between the present capital and Ningwu Pass in Shanxi. It is said that he stopped his horse in front of the Wannian Ice Cave. In his later years, Zhang Heng once visited his grandfather's hometown and came to the Wannian Ice Cave. He was immediately attracted by this strange place and went deep into it for three or four months!!

People only know that Zhang Heng invented the armillary sphere and the seismometer, and that he had a very deep understanding of astronomy and geography. He also left behind the astronomical work "Ling Xian". However, they did not know that when Zhang Heng invented the armillary sphere, he also wrote another work. Unfortunately, the full text of this work has been lost and completely lost.

My ancestor made many inquiries and learned a secret - Zhang Heng had extensively revised the lost work after exploring the Wannian Ice Cave.

When he came out of the Ten Thousand Years Ice Cave, whenever people asked him about this, he would not mention it, but would look pale and immediately resign from his post to Emperor Shun of Han. However, Emperor Shun of Han strangely made him the Minister of State. Whether he actually became the Minister of State is an unsolved mystery in history, and why Emperor Shun of Han made him the Minister of State is also a mystery. Anyway, less than a year after that incident, Zhang Heng died suddenly.

"You mean... Zhang Heng is very likely to have solved the mystery of the Thousand-Year-Old Ice Cave. Modern scientists have investigated it countless times but to no avail, but he knew the cause of the Thousand-Year-Old Ice Cave and mentioned it in another of his books. This book seems to have been lost, but it has actually been in the hands of his descendants?"

Lao Bai frowned and said, "And because his descendants knew the cause of the Thousand-Year-Old Ice Cave, they used it to artificially replicate this wonder of nature and built an ice tomb to bury Zhang Heng's friend Cui Yuan? And now, this ice tomb in front of us is very likely the work of Zhang Heng's descendants?"

"That's probably what happened. When my ancestor saw the ice tomb, he immediately thought of the Ten Thousand Year Ice Cave in Ningwu. If he said that the technology of this ice tomb had nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Year Ice Cave, I'm afraid no one would believe it. The two are so similar. But he checked all the interpersonal relationships of Cui Yuan and found that only Zhang Heng had been to the Ten Thousand Year Ice Cave. But this person is such a great scientist, familiar with astronomy and geography, and is fully qualified to crack the secret of the Ten Thousand Year Ice Cave!"

I sighed: "In order to obtain this technology, my ancestor did everything he could to investigate the final outcome of all Zhang Heng's descendants, and found that his second son was the most talented and mysterious. The book left by Zhang Heng was most likely in the hands of his second son. It just so happened that all the descendants of this line were extremely evil, completely inherited Zhang Heng's intelligence, and had high scientific attainments. They became guests of honor for emperors and nobles, similar to the existence of offerings. The character of this line is also interesting. They only choose one master in their lives. When the master they serve dies, they must be buried with him to make it clear that others will not get any tricks from them. Therefore, all the emperors and nobles who can get their recognition are proud of this and regard them as confidants, and none of their masters are cowardly, they are all amazing characters.

It's like a vicious circle. This line has been passed down for two thousand years and has always lived like this!"

"The man in the burial pit!"

Brother Yaozi finally came to his senses and said hurriedly: "That man is the descendant of Zhang Heng's second son. This tomb is very likely designed by him. After the design was completed, he chose a burial pit for himself and was buried alive with him..."

I nodded and said faintly: "My ancestor wrote mysterious things. I think this thing is too anti-scientific and the possibility of existence is very small. So when I just came in, I was shocked. I would never have thought that I would really see such a tomb in my lifetime..."

Wushuang is different from the rest of us. We all have feelings for underground things in our bones. If we don't explore such a place, we will feel wrong all over. Wushuang and Xiaozhi don't have this feeling. The two of them are just curious, just like a child seeing a favorite toy, touching it and taking a closer look.

Crack! !

A crisp sound of ice breaking startled the rest of us.

Turning around, Wushuang didn't know what was wrong with him. He took out a hammer and smashed it near the tomb door.

The ice tomb that had not melted for thousands of years was violently destroyed by a savage for the first time. God knows what Wushuang was crazy about and how much effort he put in. Ice chips flew everywhere and huge cracks appeared.

These ices are colorful. They should have absorbed some metal elements here, like treasures. Although I am not an archaeologist, I am not a serious tomb robber. I admire this magical technology. Seeing this barbarian boy destroying it crazily, I was also a little angry. Just as I was about to stop him, Wushuang suddenly stopped, reached into the crack of the ice that was smashed, and pulled it out suddenly!

With a crisp sound, a weapon with cold light was pulled out.

Killing weapon! !

This is the only thought in my head-this weapon is born for killing!

Not a sword, not a halberd, not a spear, not a knife!

This is a long-handled weapon that I have never seen before!

The handle and blade together are more than two meters long. It has been sealed in the ice for thousands of years without a trace of rust. It is a bit similar to the horse-slaying sword of the Han Dynasty, but it has two blades and is wider. The cold and dark blade is dancing with a blue arc of light...

I shrank my head, unable to imagine what the effect would be if this thing hit me on the head. I was afraid... the person would be shattered directly, right?

Wushuang stroked the weapon gently as if he were caressing a lover, his eyes full of obsession, and suddenly he shouted, swinging the weapon to chop at an ice shoot that was as thick as two people hugging. I could hear the sound of the wind stirring in my ears, and then with a "click", the ice shoot was cut in two, and the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror...

Wushuang obviously loved this weapon very much. He ran to my side excitedly, handed the weapon to me, and said: "Brother Jingzhe, look at this thing, but I don't know what kind of weapon it is. I have never seen it..."

When I got the weapon, my arm sank down suddenly. If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have fallen to the ground immediately. I was scared and broke into a cold sweat. I saw Wushuang playing it easily, who knew that it weighed thirty or forty kilograms? If this thing hits my foot, I'm afraid my bones will be broken. I have a hard time holding it, so I can only sit down and stroke it gently. With such a shape and such lethality, there is probably only one possibility...

"Mo Dao!"

I said word by word: "The pinnacle of cold weapons, even modern technology cannot reach it, but it has been lost for a long time. The reason for the loss is that the Tang Dynasty did not allow this thing to be buried with the dead!"

Because of this reason, no one has really seen the appearance of Mo Dao now. We only know that only the Tang Dynasty has the ability to equip this weapon on a large scale. Although the Song Dynasty is rich, it still has to give up.

If nothing unexpected happens, we should be the only ones who have seen what Mo Dao looks like!

I can't help but close my eyes. This tomb brings us so many surprises that my hand trembles slightly when I stroke Mo Dao...

The Tang Dynasty, a dynasty that makes the Chinese people excited today, the dynasty forged with iron blood and glory, is the eternal pride of the Chinese people.

Mo Dao is the soul of the Tang Dynasty, and it is also the martial spirit of the Han people!

Thousands of years ago in the distant Talas, the young men of Guanzhong who were alone in the deep sea were quietly wiping their Mo Dao in the face of betrayal by the army and the pressure of hundreds of thousands of Arab troops. When the enemy roared and rushed over, more than 2,000 people stood up calmly, shoulder to shoulder, not knowing what to bow, and sang loudly, "I don't say I have no clothes, I share the same robe with you, and I will advance like a wall, and the enemy who blocked it will be crushed!

Therefore, those Arabs who held the Koran in one hand and the saber in the other hand, even if they established a super empire spanning Asia, Europe and Africa, even if they won the Battle of Talas, they dared not mention the words of advancing eastward. After the war, they could only go to Chang'an to seek peace in disgrace, because they knew very well that once they stepped through Yumen Pass, they would no longer face thousands of Mo Dao soldiers, but countless tigers and bears.

One Han against five Hu, it has never been a false statement.

Unfortunately, the world has forgotten!

"This should be a Tang tomb."

After a long time, I whispered: "The Tang Dynasty did not allow the Mo Dao to be buried with the dead. I think the owner of the tomb was not an ordinary person. This Mo Dao must be very important to him, so he would rather violate the rules and secretly bury it with the dead. Moreover, the era he lived in should have been full of war and the court had long been like floating duckweed. Otherwise, if he lived in the era of Li Shimin, he would never have buried the Mo Dao. The Mo Dao is not only a military device for the Tang Dynasty, but also something on another level. It is hard to explain, but it is bound in the bones and blood. It... is like the Tang people of that era, unmatched!"

Wushuang, who was not interested in tombs, was very interested in these things. His eyes were bright and he listened very carefully. Then he pointed to the handle and said: "Brother Jingzhe, there are inscriptions here. They are traditional Chinese characters. I don't know them. Can you read them to me..."

I looked down and really didn't notice the inscriptions at all.

The inscriptions are divided into two parts.

The upper part is - "It is said that the time is dusk, but the Qiang changed the road in the middle of the road! At first, they made a promise with me, but regretted it and fled to find someone else."

The annotation is, made in the 16th year of Tianbao.

This part should be engraved by a skilled craftsman when casting this Mo Dao, and it is very neat.

The annotation of the lower part is - "Not nurturing the strong and abandoning the filthy, why not change this way? Ride the steed to gallop, come to my road and lead the way!"

The annotation is, the Great Tang Cavalry General!

The engraving of this part is very sloppy, crooked, as if it was scratched with a knife.

After reading this, I have completely confirmed the identity of the tomb owner, and bowed my head and smiled bitterly: "If you don't have a strong psychological quality, you really can't dig graves and rob tombs. It was scary enough to dig out the daughter of the Yin people, Cang Yao, and now it's good to meet a more fierce one..."