Queen of Nongmen: Hexagrams determine the universe

Chapter 423

It seems that only by turning the round lock and aligning one of the animal totems with the groove directly above can the mechanism be activated.

This is equivalent to a kind of original password lock. If the password entered is correct, the gate of this organ can be opened. If the password entered is wrong, then one does not know what the consequences will be.

"On the drawing of the imperial mausoleum, is there any note about opening this gate?" The woman pushed Wang Chenggong to the front.

"Let me see... let me see..." Wang Chenggong licked his lips nervously, tremblingly took out the neatly folded blueprint from his arms, squatted down, and spread the blueprint on the ground .

After the drawing was unfolded, it was one foot long and one foot wide. The front of the drawing was about the structure of the entire imperial tomb, and the back of the drawing were notes written in the language of this small country.

The woman led a guard to Wang Chenggong's side, then pulled out the sword from the guard's waist, and put the sword on Wang Chenggong's neck.

Wang Chenggong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and even the hand holding the blueprint began to tremble.

Sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, causing him to gasp slightly in pain.

He stretched out his hand cautiously, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then nervously searched for the notes on the back.

This country has disappeared in history for many years. Even if his ancestors were ordinary people in this country, the inheritance of this kind of writing is not as good as one generation after another.

When their ancestors escaped from the mountains and came to the land of the Dragon Dynasty, they were gradually assimilated by the culture here. Even if they wanted to pass on the characters and language of this small country to future generations, the future generations would Even more careless than a generation ago.

Compared with living in a familiar cultural atmosphere, who would like to pass on a lost civilization with no effort?
"I'll give you a moment to burn incense!" The woman said coldly, "Otherwise, your head will fall to the ground!"

"Yes yes yes... I must find a way to open the door..." Wang Chenggong said submissively.

His finger landed on the back of the drawing, and he began to half-guess and half-dumbly translate the text on the drawing based on his own memory. Unfortunately, it takes time to learn, and even now, he still has many sentences that he can't translate. come out.

In desperation, he had no choice but to untie the burden on his back, took out a thick dictionary from the burden, and then started to look through the dictionary according to the words on the drawing. If he finds a way to unlock it, that woman will cut off his head. Therefore, he flips through the dictionary very fast, and licks his dry lips from time to time.

With his unremitting efforts, he finally completely translated the first quarter of the content.

Then, he excitedly said to the woman: "I know! It's a snake, it must be a snake! It's mentioned above! People in the royal family think that the head of a snake will bite the tail of a snake, which is equivalent to a cycle of life, which also symbolizes Afterlife."

"Okay, I'll believe you just once!" The woman nodded, raised her hand and waved, "The others retreat a hundred feet, leaving one person to step forward and turn the mechanism!"

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison, leaving one person standing at the front, stretching out his hand to the mechanism tremblingly.

When his fingers touched the organ, he thought to himself, how many years have passed, maybe these organs have been old and rusted, even if the password of the organ is not a snake, this organ should not cause any terrible consequences.

So, he took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and twisted the ring. After the snake totem on the ring was aligned with the gap above, the bronze door made a creaking sound.

Everyone took a few steps back in fright, and they all looked ready to fight, for fear that something would shoot out from the door.

After a long while, there was silence inside the door, and they were relieved, and slowly approached the door, then carefully stretched their necks, and looked inside the door.

Inside the door, there is only a century-old eternal lamp burning.

The woman ordered someone to prepare a cage with a long rope, and a bird was locked in the cage, and then threw the bird cage into the door, and stretched out her hand to signal everyone not to go in.

Half an hour later, the woman ordered her subordinates to drag the rope to pull out the cage. After finding the birds inside, she breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to signal some people to walk ahead. She was still walking in a relatively safe position in the middle .

Unexpectedly, after walking in for a long time, another bronze door appeared in front of my eyes.

There is a huge painting engraved on the bronze door, and everyone held up the lit torches, and found that the lines of these paintings on the wall have deep hook marks, presumably all the areas on the painting can be pressed in, It's just that I don't know which area to press into is correct, so that the door can't be released from the mechanism.

For a while, everyone's eyes fell on Wang Chenggong again. Wang Chenggong was sweating profusely. He licked his fingers, sat cross-legged on the ground, flipped through the dictionary in his hand, and began to translate the text on the back of the structural map of the imperial mausoleum according to the dictionary. Text, I hope to be able to translate all the densely packed text as soon as possible.

Xiaoqiu sneered, if he understood his thoughts.

It's just that if they translate all the densely packed text sooner, wouldn't they die sooner?
He didn't believe the rich clothes and fine food that the emperor promised them. The safest way was to let the person who knew the secret take the secret to the grave.

In the heart of the emperor, sometimes the people are the people, and sometimes the people are nothing.

Wang Chenggong was lucky. After he translated all the text behind the structural map of the imperial mausoleum, they not only passed through the gate in front of them, but also successfully passed through the seven gates in the future.

After passing through the nine gates, a row of lifelike portraits appeared in front of everyone. Those portraits were shrouded in the shadow of the lights, and they looked a little creepy. Everyone was startled and retreated subconsciously. took a step.

Just because those portraits are so realistic, they are like guardians, their eyes are cold, and the people who broke in from the outside issued a silent warning, which made people feel a chill on their backs.

Is it alive?

This was the first thought that flashed through their minds, but then they denied it, how could it be a living person?This country has been extinct for many years, not to mention that there is no food in this ancient tomb, and no living people can survive in this ancient tomb. They are the ones who scare themselves.

Some people cursed in a low voice in order to explain themselves, and in this way, their mood improved a lot.

(End of this chapter)