Daomu Biji

This is really an unprecedented person who has never come, even if it is a dumpling, he has only seen jumping and jumping, and has never seen laughter, Zhang Qiling feels tight in his heart, hurried to take a step back, full body alert, ready to deal with its next move However, what I did not expect was that the corpse was originally pointed at the hand of the sky, and suddenly moved, and turned horizontally to the east. At the same time, the whole room suddenly dimmed, and the night pearl on the top of the treasure did not know what the reason was, and it went out instantly.

When they came in, they turned off the flashlight in order to save the battery. Several other people were startled and screamed. Zhang Qiling found that although the room was dark, but it did not become dark, he looked up and found that the closest The four night pearls on the four walls did not go out, just like the dim street lights on the dark streets, only illuminating a small area. At this time, Li Sidi's trembling voice was heard from the side: "There are ── there are on the wall ──Face! "

Zhang Qiling, an excited spirit, quickly turned his head and saw that the yellow mortar brick wall illuminated by the night pearl on the east side had all changed in light and shadow, showing a huge, miserable white face for nothing.

Zhang Qiling knew that it must be another trick. He jumped off the stone platform with a little boredom and walked to the east brick wall. He found that the wall was actually a picture. This kind of painting is when the light comes from a fixed angle. Formed by the shadows of the ravines on the wall, if the angle of the light is not right, the painting will not appear, but because these lines are too weird, it is easy to imagine a terrible face under high tension.

He looked closely and couldn't help moving his heart. The one in front of him seemed to be a narrative painting. And the content should be showing the situation when the Yunding Tiangong was just completed. He saw the so-called Tiangong, which was actually built on a very steep In the mountains, the top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds, and the whole palace is wrapped up, so that it gives people a feeling of floating on the clouds. Zhang Qiling looked at the scene of the mountain, it seemed to be snowy, and the altitude should be very high. I don't know which mountain it was on.

He turned his head and found that there were pictures on all four walls. He quickly turned to the brick wall on the south side and continued to look at it. I saw this one. On the cliff below the Tiangong Temple, many grottoes connected by plank roads were built, and a group of craftsmen, A giant orange coffin (cable crane) is being used to pull up a cliff-by-cave grotto, while the funeral procession is lined up in a row, and it is difficult to climb up the plank road. Zhang Qiling screamed, is this Heavenly Palace actually a mausoleum, who is in this coffin?

He went on, and the picture on the west side was even stranger. I saw that the boardwalk on the cliff actually ignited a raging fire. This should be the soldier who guarded the mausoleum. After the ceremony of entering the funeral, he entered the mausoleum to ensure the safety of the mausoleum. The only way to Tiangong was burned. In this way, basically all small-scale tomb robberies can be put to an end. No matter the Northern and Southern factions, no one has the ability to go to a place with such a high altitude, climb a hundred-meter cliff, and go to a bucket. It is impossible and unnecessary. .

He had n’t encountered such a tomb in his memory, and he could n’t help but feel surprised. He hurried to the last picture and froze at first glance, because the picture was surprisingly simple: the Tiangong on the top of the mountain suddenly disappeared. A piece of white snow, not only that, even the cliff was covered by a white. Although not very vivid, Zhang Qiling already knew that this should be an avalanche.

He speculated that the fire may have caused the temperature to rise, and the snow above the Tiangong was loose, causing a large-scale avalanche, not only burying the entire Tiangong under the snow, but also covering the entire mountain, turning the palace into a genuine grave. .

Seeing this, he couldn't help but take a breath. I really didn't expect this Yunding Tiangong, the final fate was like this. It seems that Wang Canghai is also very concerned about this. His outstanding works were directly destroyed by the avalanche within a short time after completion, and he was depressed until he died. No wonder he wanted to pass this matter through this secret way. Recorded, this should be a mausoleum of a prominent person. He certainly can't make this work public, but with such a personality that he likes to show off, he will definitely let future generations know in some way that in his works There is also such a spectacular Genting Sky Palace.

The only thing I do n’t know now is who was buried in the tomb. Zhang Qiling took a deep breath. At this time, he suddenly saw Wen Jin and the other two people trying to move the big mirror in the southeast corner. . He felt very strange, busy asking her what she was doing, and Wen Jin said anxiously, "I just saw the three provinces hiding behind this mirror and disappeared in a flash."

Zhang Qiling only remembered the things of the third uncle, so he went to help a hand. This two-meter-tall bronze mirror with a gold pattern and a blessing pattern was very heavy. They used all their strength to move away half a meter, and everyone looked at it. I saw a square hole with a height of half a person on the corner wall behind the mirror. Zhang Qiling took photos of it. I saw a piece of black paint, and I don't know where to go.

When Wu Sanxing planned the underground palace a few days ago, he did not find that there was such a large room here, but Zhang Qiling knew long ago that the underground palace was not as simple as he planned, because the shipwreck burial is different from the land burial. There is a process of shipwreck. In the process, the boat must maintain absolute balance, so the symmetry of the tomb is very high. Although the underground palace planned by the three provinces of Wu has no principle errors, it is obviously top-heavy. If this structure is used to sink, it is estimated that the entire tomb will fall Planted into the sea.

He was too lazy to show off the limelight at that time, so he didn't tell Wu Sanxing. Now that I think of it, it is not surprising that there is a channel for balance.

He explained to everyone that he picked up the flashlight and walked in first, because the flashlight was always on when he entered the burial hole, basically there was a little power shortage, Wen Jin let them open one before and after the others Turn off. The stone path is quite wide. Almost four people can walk side by side. Huo Ling sees that Zhang Qiling and Wen Jin are walking so close, they can't help but feel a little uncomfortable, so they squeeze it up. In the darkness ahead, something was creeping.

At the same time, the stronger and stronger fragrance in the air also attracted his attention. It felt like they were approaching the source of the fragrance. After a few more steps, these smells were already fragrant. He couldn't concentrate his spirit. He turned back to ask Wen Jin, and suddenly found that several people behind him had fallen to the ground. Wen Jin touched his forehead, gave him a confused look, and suddenly fell in his arms. in.

Zhang Qiling's heart was not good, he immediately held his breath, but it was too late. He just felt an irresistible drowsiness struck and started leaning against the wall, and then gradually lost consciousness. In the haze, he saw the third uncle Squatted down and looked at him expressionlessly.

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Speaking of the oil bottle, I took a deep breath and fell silent, saying, "When I woke up, I was lying on the hospital bed, I didn't remember anything, I didn't know anything, until a few months later, It started to remind me bit by bit of bits and pieces, and after a few years later, I began to find that there was something wrong with my body. "

I could n’t help but interrupt to ask him if he found that he would n’t be old, but he did n’t give me this opportunity, and then he continued, “I still ca n’t tell you what the problem is, but I ran into it three months ago. Your third uncle, I found him very familiar. In order to remember more things, he followed you to the Lu palace. "He said here, and suddenly turned to me, saying," I was in the Lu palace, and found your third uncle. Very problematic! "

For a moment, I didn't know what he meant. He continued: "The gold silk book you took out from the bronze coffin is actually fake, and it was already wrapped by your third uncle."

I was taken aback and shouted, "Nonsense! Wasn't his mother's bag dropped by you?"

The dull oil bottle glanced at me lightly and said, "No, it is your third uncle himself. He and Da Kui made holes from behind the tree and dug directly under the coffin. This is probably why Da Kui had to die. . "

I heard cold all over my body and was more nervous than ever. Although I still wanted to stand on the side of the third uncle, my mind was like a flash of lightning, and countless scenes jumped out. I remembered how Da Kui was poisoned. Why was Pan Zi sober before he went to the tree? When we saw him on the ground, he was in a deep coma. When I remembered that the fat man and I had not climbed out of the gap, he ran over with a gasoline barrel.

I ca n’t think about it anymore, I just feel that everything in the world is upside down, I do n’t know who is telling the truth, who is a liar, who I should believe in the end. I think my brain is in a state of confusion, and I say to myself uncontrollably: "No, it's not right. Things are not so simple, and there is no motivation. Why did he do this?"

The dull oil bottle said lightly: "If this person is really your third uncle, there is really no motive. But--" he said with a sigh.

I did n’t understand what he meant, but I seemed to believe him in my heart, and could n’t help smiling. I used to think about how much stuff Uncle is cheating on me. Now, what I have to think about is how much he is not cheating on me. Too.

I have n’t thought about this kind of change, but it ’s useless to think about it now. No matter who is real or who is fake, we have to wait until we escape to make sense, otherwise we will die here and know the truth. What about it?

Thinking of this, I settled down and let myself relax. At this time, I found that the fat man had walked to the front of the stele, squatting awkwardly, and raised an orchid finger. Frowning, he cried, "Fat fat man, what the **** are you doing, you can't stop me?"

He turned his head, pretending to be a woman's voice, and said, "The mourning mother is combing her hair. Combing one's hair can't take your life, what are you talking about?" I was helpless and asked him, "Comb your hair? Also want to go to see that Tianmen? "

The fat man said, "Of course, in such a spectacular scene, how could I miss Fatty? Moreover, it is not easy for you to see us come down once, and the woman ran away again. It seems that our commission is not expected anymore. You have to dig a few pearls of night to come over. If you have money, you do n’t have to fight, and you do n’t have to empty your hands. "

I scolded: "Dare to love you just listened for so long, you heard a night pearl?"

He was dissatisfied and said, "Hey, you really can't say that to me. Your fat man, I want to enter this heavenly gate. There is another very important reason. Do you know what it is?"