Holy Bone

Chapter 240 The mysterious handwriting left in the Dragon Palace
On the open square in front of the underground palace.

After overcoming many difficulties and life-and-death crises, Jin An and the others finally found the real tomb of the Teng Kingdom Lord.

At Longwangtai, there were more than 30 of them.

There are only ten people standing in the square in front of the underground palace now.

Jin'an, the old Taoist priest, cut the sword.

The three eminent monks of Bailong Temple.

The mourners are two brothers.

Captain, country witch.

Although I didn't see anyone else along the way, it must have been more ominous.

"Ten... that's an incredible number!" Even Jin An couldn't help complaining about the number in his heart.

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The crisp footsteps of people slowly knocked open the underground palace that had been silent for thousands of years. A few torches dispelled the darkness, and ten people stood apart and looked up at the magnificent underground palace in front of them.

"Tsk tsk, what a majestic style. Just a piece of leftover stone brick in this underground palace is enough for me to build six or seven coffins. How many coffins can I build in such a large underground palace?"

The old Taoist's heart is really big, and he said without any taboos.

On the underground palace square, there are several rows of terracotta warriors.

The surface of these terracotta warriors is covered with a thick layer of dust, with a heavy sense of history.

I don't know if it's because of the serious oxidation of the pigments, or because of the limitations of the times, limited to the backward technology of the terracotta warriors in the past. These terracotta warriors are not painted pottery warriors, but have a strange blue layer on the surface.

With icy texture and dim light.

It's weird.

Holding torches, a group of ten people walked past the rows of blue pottery and terracotta warriors under the limited dim light of the fire.

The torch can only illuminate about ten feet away, and if it is a little further away, there will be only darkness. It is no exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers.

Under the gaze of the vividly carved icy terracotta warriors, the sound of ten people's footsteps passed through the square.

"Jin Engong, old lady, I noticed that each of the five senses of these terracotta warriors is different. Every terracotta warrior has a five senses, which represent an independent person..."

The country witch quietly walked behind Jin An and reminded him softly.

At some point, the country witch's clay pot containing the ashes of a century-old corpse and the soil from the grave was already in her hands.

Ok?
Everyone didn't pay attention to it so carefully at the beginning. After being reminded by the country witch, they paid special attention to the facial features of the terracotta warriors on the next road. They found that none of the facial features of the terracotta warriors was repeated.

"Generally speaking, in the tombs of some princes and generals, there are often terracotta warriors and horses, and these terracotta warriors and horses are all painted according to the soldiers who led the soldiers to fight. There are so many terracotta warriors in the tomb of the king of Teng. , each of the five sense organs is different, could it be that these terracotta warriors were carved according to the most elite personal guards mastered by the Lord of the Teng Kingdom? The portraits of the facial features of these soldiers are carved on the terracotta warriors, and the intention is that even if he dies, these most elite personal guards will continue to guard the tomb for him?"

The old Taoist was really big-hearted. He held up a torch, and every time he passed a terracotta warrior, he would take a torch to take a close look at the face of that terracotta warrior.

With the flickering light of the torches, the facial features of every terracotta warrior on the square flickered, as if distorted and changing under the light of the fire, following the light of the fire, it was cloudy and cloudy.

Those lifelike facial features, no matter how you look at them, how strange they are, they are like the shadows of the fire reflected in the clay eyeballs, and the eyeballs are turning left and right following the light of the torch.

"Little brother, you said that there are so many terracotta warriors in the square, and the facial features of each terracotta warrior are different. Are these terracotta warriors buried alive? Or are the terracotta warriors fired by craftsmen and then carved with military portraits? "

The old Taoist marveled at the incredible firing techniques of these terracotta warriors.

asked on a whim.

Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest quite speechlessly, thinking that this old Taoist is also big-hearted, so he is not afraid that these terracotta warriors will suddenly wink at him.

"It shouldn't be buried alive."

Jin An shrugged and said.

The old Taoist withdrew his eyes that had been staring at the terracotta warriors, turned his head to look at Jin An in surprise, and asked, "Little brother, how did you see that?"

Before Jin An could answer, General Du Wei raised his finger and pointed to the front: "Daoist Jin An probably saw the broken terracotta warriors, so he said that."

Everyone looked in the direction of the captain's finger.

Several broken terracotta warriors appeared in front of the team.

One of the terracotta warriors was smashed in the middle, and the upper body was smashed to the ground, turning into pieces, revealing the hollow body, and the fracture of the terracotta warriors was made of clay.

In addition to this terracotta warrior, there is also a terracotta warrior whose head was smashed, and a terracotta warrior whose right arm and half of the face were broken, and the bronze spear fell to the ground.

A lot of dust had fallen on the bronze dagger, and it seemed that these terracotta warriors had been smashed for many years.

It can be preliminarily ruled out that it was the ferryman who went in first or someone else in their group did it.

The fractures of these terracotta warriors, without exception, are all made of clay, and the inside of the body is also hollow.

"The human-dragon body that was cruelly sealed alive in the bronze tripod by the Lord of the Teng Kingdom, carved Tengwen on the wall of the tripod before death, mentioning that the Lord of the Teng Kingdom had found a way to resurrect the dead. In the real mausoleum, there is a Longchi, the Hualongchi is the key to the resurrection of the Teng Kingdom Lord. After the death of the Teng Kingdom Lord, there are so many terracotta warriors. Could it be that he really believed that he could be resurrected, and then led the former subordinates? Come, let’s leave Huangquan Road together, and return from the underworld to the underworld?” Even the abbot of Bailong Temple looked curiously at the terracotta warriors on the square.

These blue pottery terracotta warriors stood motionless in the square. Although they made the atmosphere a little creepy, they just looked a little weird. Jin An and the others passed through the square smoothly and arrived at the gate of the underground palace without incident.

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Ten people stepped on the steps and climbed up the steps. In the open and empty ancient tomb, the sound of the footsteps seemed particularly hollow and crisp, and it could be heard far away.

The door of the underground palace has been opened, and there are many messy traces left in front of the door, and there are a lot of potholes on the bluestone floor.

There is even an area with scorched black marks that have been obviously burned by the fire. The area is so large that it almost spreads to the square.

"Looking at the traces that seem to be corroded by aqua regia, it should be that when the first group of people entered the underground palace, they triggered the mechanism used to guard the tomb."

"And there should be more than just aqua regia in this tomb, there should be kerosene, all of which are used to guard against grave robbers."

The captain just glanced at the ground under his feet calmly, and stopped paying attention to his feet, but raised his head to look at the door of the underground palace and tomb in front of him.

When I looked at it from a distance, I didn't think there was anything.

This time from a closer look.

Just discovered.

The tomb gate of this underground palace is actually a huge iron gate raised in situ.

The iron gate is heavy and extremely thick, and it hangs darkly above the head, like a pitch-black towering mountain hanging above the head.

No matter how hard the beef bone is, it must be crushed directly.

It was directly crushed into blood and mud.

"Brother, the gate of this tomb is actually an iron gate. Such a heavy iron gate weighs hundreds of thousands of catties. Once the iron gate falls, no one outside will be able to open it from the outside. It is equivalent to completely sealing the underground palace. Can't explode..."

"But this doesn't make sense. Didn't the Lord of the Teng Kingdom want to use Hualongchi to ascend to heaven, resurrect from Huangquan Road, and return to the world? He sealed himself in the underground palace, and the Dragon King became the eighth king in the urn. How do you get out? Isn’t this contradictory?”

Holding a mourning stick, the younger brother in black among the mourners said in surprise to the eldest brother beside him.

The elder brother in white robe holding the soul-beating stick was questioned by his younger brother who had a lot of questions. Fortunately, at this time, Jin'an helped the elder brother out of the siege and restored his prestige as the elder brother.

Jin An looked at the iron gate and said, "This iron gate should be sealed from the inside. Although it cannot be opened from the outside, it should be able to be opened from the inside."

"There should be a set of complicated mechanisms in this underground palace to raise the iron gate. This kind of mechanism is most commonly used by the folks, such as waterwheel mills and pedal waterwheels."

"There was a big river on the way we came just now. Those craftsmen in those days should have built a water diversion channel under the underground palace, diverted the river water to drive the waterwheel, and then the waterwheel drove a set of mechanisms such as pulleys, pulleys, and winches. Just like The principle of the city gate gate is that the city gate in Yangjian is guarded by living people, and it only needs people to cooperate with the winch, but here is the tomb of the dead who only lie in coffins and cannot move, so the winch needs to be driven by water... "

Jin An's detailed explanation greatly admired the mourners and brothers.

"Daoist Jin'an, I didn't expect you to know these tricks of Qimen Dunjia and Mu Niu Liuma."

Not to mention that the mourners and brothers admired Jin'an, even General Du Wei and the abbot of Bailong Temple all looked at Jin'an in surprise.

Seeing Jin Engong's omniscience and amazing skills, even the country witch looked at Jin An with even more respect.

"Old Taoist, I finally understand!" At this time, the old Taoist priest suddenly said with a startled and joyful expression.

"According to what the little brother said, maybe if we look around, we might actually find a robbery cave. The tomb robbers should have entered the underground palace through the underground channel under the mausoleum, and then opened the underground palace from the inside!"

What the old Taoist said made sense.

But now there is no need to have a door not to go, to find an illusory robbery hole in such a large open place.

Next, ten people began to enter the underground palace cautiously.

When passing under the iron gate, everyone couldn't help but look up at the heavy iron gate above them with a sense of oppression.

"It's so fucking thick, if you accidentally drop it, you will definitely be smashed to pieces, even a shovel won't be able to shovel it off!"

The old Taoist looked up at the dark thick iron gate, shrank his neck, and hurried through it.

Jin An: "..."

"Old Taoist, close the crow's mouth of your No. 13 zodiac sign."

The old Taoist saw that everyone turned their heads to look at him at this time, and he also knew that his mouth was too fast just now, so he cupped his fists at everyone apologetically and smiled sarcastically.

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When entering the underground palace, with the help of the weak light from the torch in his hand, Jin An roughly saw the scene in the underground palace, and was slightly taken aback.

He saw a scene that surprised him.

At this time, the old Taoist priest who entered the underground palace was also stunned for a while, and then whispered: "Mother, little brother is evil!"

Then the country witch came in and was also stunned.

The mourners were also stunned.

Everyone entered the underground palace one after another, all shocked by the scene in front of them, followed by a chill in their hearts, and they were all terrified at this moment.

This dungeon is simply evil!

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them!
The ever-burning lamps were lit in the underground palace. Although they were not as exaggeratedly bright as the daytime, they allowed Jin An and the others to have a panoramic view of the scene in the underground palace. It was built according to the one-to-one palace.

The underground palace is not carved out of cold stone like it looks from the outside, but carved beams and painted buildings, golden palaces and jade railings. In the underground palace, a lot of precious giant wood is used, inlaid with gold and jade. The dozens of wooden beams carved with majestic and majestic dragon pillars, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is the Dragon Palace.

But it wasn't these things that made the old Taoists feel scary.

But those motionless figures...

In the underground palace at this time, there are many figures, and those people are all green pottery figurines. Among these green pottery figurines, there are men and women, old and young, guards, maids of honor, eunuchs, and court officials. Civil and military officials...

Each face was carved to life by craftsmen, each representing their status in front of them.

But they are all terracotta dead objects.

Then they were put into poses one by one by the craftsmen, quietly existing for thousands of years, or standing or sitting motionless in the underground palace, lonely and lonely for thousands of years.

There are eunuchs carefully serving the officials; there are maids in tulle who are half squatting or kneeling to pour wine for others; there are civil servants who are pushing and changing glasses, holding the wine glasses in the air; there are military officers discussing military affairs against the map; Some poets are reciting poems and composing Fu; some star officials are divining astrology...

Thousands of years ago, a small ruler of a country made all the people who performed their duties under his rule into pottery figurines one by one. What they looked like in life, they continued to maintain the same glory and wealth as they did in life in the underground tomb after death. Give up rights.

"The rumor that there is a Dragon Palace under the Yinyi River is indeed true! This is not a tomb, it is clearly a Dragon Palace with all kinds of shrimp soldiers and crab generals." The more the old Taoist looked at it, the more surprised he was, and he said to Jin'an.

The interior of this underground palace is very large.

I have been going deep into the rocks of the mountain, but I can't see how far the end is at a glance...

After passing the startled tiger at the beginning, ten people walked down the steps and carefully descended into the underground palace, carefully avoiding the motionless terracotta figurines.

Although these terracotta figurines are all dead objects, it has long been proven that they are just human figurines made of clay and burnt paper.

But the number of pottery figurines here is too much.

No matter who encounters so many terracotta figurines in the tomb, all of them are carved as lifelike as living people, they will be more or less cautious.

This is not awe of ghosts and gods.

Instead, people need to maintain a certain awe and distance from the unknown.

Everyone walked down the steps, went down into the underground palace and did not walk a few steps. On the luxurious white floor paved with white marble, they saw a robbery cave. It was dark under the robbery cave, but there was the sound of flowing water.

"Little brother, it seems that I was really hit by the old Taoist. There is indeed a robbery hole leading into this underground palace..."

After the old Taoist finished speaking, everyone noticed that on the back of a terracotta figurine near the robbery cave, there was actually a strip of cloth torn from the cuff.

The cloth strip is still very new, there is no dust, it looks like it has been placed recently, there are words on the cloth strip, it seems that someone is taking the initiative to remind them of something, everyone leans closer to see what is written...

(End of this chapter)