Daomu Biji

Xiaohua lit a handful of folds and shook it in, illuminating the whole area in front of us at once, and we saw the hair all over the ground, and the black "hair" almost covered the whole ground, even the wall, the whole hole was cold Anxious, we calmed down, the sweat on our body cooled and caused our pores to shrink immediately, all goose bumps.

At the same time, I saw that all the walls were smashed with pits one by one. The pits were filled with things. I could recognize most of them were bamboo slips. Some were empty. Obviously they were taken away. I think The most important silk books translated by Jin Wantang must have come from here.

There are a lot of bamboo slips, and they also follow the "pipe" of the cave all the way in, and there are walls on both sides. It looks like this is a secret book collection corridor.

The flashlight in the deepest part can't be illuminated, and the distance is estimated, at least more than 300 meters, deep and scary.

This kind of scene reminded me that I had seen a kind of dragon kiln when I was in Longquan, but it was not that long. The two of them didn't know what to do between the moment in the cave.

The inside was as cramped as the outside, and you had to climb to get in. Xiaohua tried to climb in, but I pulled him. I recognized that jar, I saw it in Tamutori. These clay pots look very much like those with human heads. If so, it is likely that there will be bugs in it.

I talked to Xiaohua, and Xiaohua looked at the iron-clad ancient corpse behind him and said, "So, that iron suit is not an iron-clad robe for monasticism, but a protective suit to protect against these insects. It may have been worn by the artisans who set up the pots at the time. "

I nodded and shone the flashlight in front of me. Sure enough, I found that the empty space in front of me was full of broken shells of red corpse turtles. It was everywhere.

Xiaohua flashed a flashlight to another jar. The hair-covered thing was really horrifying. It was difficult for me to convince myself that it was not hair but something else.

"You said how did they get in?" I asked, "I don't step on those jars, it's not disgusting to die." And the jars are very neatly arranged, unlike many people who have trampled on.

Xiaohua shone a flashlight on the walls and ceiling, smiled at me, and said, "It's too easy for them to go in."

I think he smiled a little thief. I do n’t know what he meant. Seeing that he pulled two sticks from his arm from the pile of packages. I do n’t know what the material was. After picking it up, he took off his gloves and revealed that he was completely sweaty. Wet hands, made a very flexible preparation action: put the two palms together in a circle.

I did n’t know what he was going to do. For a while, he did n’t expect to stop it. He picked up the pole and suddenly propped on the ground in front of him. He turned over like an acrobatics in a narrow space. Once again on the wall of the cave.

I also reacted. He propped the pole on the ground to release it and withdrew a shadow in the air. At the moment when he lost his balance, the pole propped against the wall of the hole where he was stepping on and kicked him up again. A cow B moved to the side of the hole like a demon.

I watched my chin fall, and I saw him repeating it like this. A pole was like a magic wand. In extreme times, he was like an elf flipping and jumping fast on the wall of the cave. Within seconds he was far away from me.

"Professional." A word suddenly appeared in my mind. Compared with grandfather, Chen Pi's four-stroke cautiously touched the organs one by one. This kind of magical trick is definitely more advanced than one grade. During the process of bucketing, this felt the most efficient and safe method.

After a while, I heard a whistling sound inside, and the light of the flashlight came out from inside. It seems that the distance inside is shallower than I thought.

"How is it?" I asked, evoking an echo in the cave.

"It's as easy as I thought, I can come over easily!" He cried. "There is a cave inside."

"Relax you fart, what should I do?" I was furious, I couldn't even do the first move.

"Wait for me to find a way, please don't move first." Xiaohua's voice came from inside. "I saw a strange thing."

His voice echoed continuously in the cave pipe, because he was covered with bandages, it sounded uncomfortable.

"What is it?" I asked immediately.

After a while, his voice was quiet, "I don't know, I can't tell, it seems to be made of iron." As I said, I heard the sound of metal knocking inside.

"You describe it." My curiosity was suspended, and a lot of strange pictures appeared in my mind.

"Uh ..." He hesitated, "I don't know how to describe it."

"What is indescribable here?" I shouted impatiently: "Round square? Long and flat, how big?"

"It's a huge iron plate, like a cymbal. There are many strange lines on it." Xiao Huadao, listening to the sound and paying attention, this thing has completely attracted the past.

"What's so strange about this?"

"God." Xiaohua's voice softened, as if she couldn't believe it: "This thing is turning, I'm turning."