Yang Meng and others finally walked out of the subway station.

Pan Peiyu asked Yang Meng: "Master, how does it feel to be on the Paris subway?"

Yang Meng shook his head and said, "My ears are buzzing." ”

It's not for nothing that he said this, along the way, Yang Meng saw how lively the Paris subway is: all kinds of singing and begging, a small speaker hanging on his waist and a microphone in his hand, singing directly to a place with many passengers, and then asking for money;

Yang Meng: The place they went to is called Place Danfer-Rochero, and they take the subway line 4 that runs through the north and south of Paris, what are the characteristics of such a subway?

Slow!

In fact, the fastest line of the Paris metro is 40 kilometers per hour。。。。。。

Maybe it's because the subway here is so slow, so it's so safe!

On the way, Yang Meng not only sang but also saw playing 'A Cappella' a cappella singing, and saw three young people holding guitars playing 'unplugged' singing, and there was even an orchestra playing and singing in it!

This is not an exaggeration, and a group of people with trombone, French horn, accordion and other instruments ran to the car and began to perform. Compared with Yang Meng, who looked confused, the locals were not surprised。。。。。。

The destructive power of playing these instruments in such a small space can be imagined! After leaving the subway station, Yang Meng still felt his ears ringing.

As a result, as soon as he returned to the ground, Yang Meng suddenly stopped and frowned.

Di Wei was puzzled and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Yang Meng looked around: "The yin qi here is too heavy, something is wrong!"

Di Wei laughed: "Master, you are promoting feudal superstition." ”

As a result, Pan Peiyu said: "Master, can you really think there is a problem?"

"Isn't this nonsense!" Yang Meng rolled her eyes: "Something is very wrong here." ”

Pan Peiyu stretched out his thumb: "Master, I'm completely convinced! Okay, I'll sell it first, you come with me!"

He took the two to Danfer Rochelot Square, where there is a green building, that is, seven or eight square meters in size, Yang Meng thought it was an old-fashioned post office, but only to look at the note on the door and found that it was a museum.

"Such a small museum, right here, the yin qi is too heavy!" Yang Meng said.

Pan Peiyu took out the fifty euros he had just won from Di Wei and said with a smile: "Thank you Di Wei for providing us with tickets today." "After saying that, I went directly to the ticket office and bought three tickets, ten euros each, which is not cheap.

But Yang Meng really couldn't understand what was so good about this museum of only seven or eight square meters.

As a result, after entering, I found that there was a spiral staircase all the way to the ground, and the feeling that this museum was underground?

Di Wei smiled and said, "It's just from summer to late autumn, Brother Pan, it's really you, you know that we're too hot on the subway, right?"

The spiral staircase leads to the ground floor and feels very shady.

They went down the spiral staircase to a building that resembled an air-raid shelter, and at the bottom of the staircase was a door, and through this door was a small staircase going up, going down and then up? What the hell is the picture? Are these designers brains?

went up the small staircase, and there was a long underground tunnel in front of several people.

Yang Meng said: "The further you go inside, the heavier the yin qi becomes, what kind of place is this?"

Di Wei also said: "Is this a museum? Why didn't anyone come?"

Yang Meng also discovered this problem, there is no one here, this is really the museum with the least traffic that Yang Meng has ever seen! The smell of mold is coming, there is a sandy road on the ground, but there are no traces of footprints, but rat droppings are piles of them。。。。。。

Pan Peiyu smiled: "This is a place I like to visit, I have been to Paris at least seven or eight times at that time. Go in and you'll see it's that big. ”

"Is this a telephone line?" Yang Meng found that there were discarded cables next to the tunnel.

Pan Peiyu shook his head: "No, no, no, at that time, Paris wanted to develop a communication pipeline for telephone lines here, but it was abandoned here due to the cost. ”

They walked in the corridor for a long time, and here Yang Meng thought of the tunnel in the 'tunnel war', the narrow place of the passage was only as wide as two people, and as high as one meter seven. Yang Meng and the others have to bend down to continue walking, fortunately, the lights here are not bad, there are lights hanging on the wall every few meters, but you don't have to worry about seeing the road clearly and hitting your head.

And sometimes you can see poetry on the wall, but they are not very lucky. Yang Meng saw on one wall the epigram of the ancient Roman poet Horace, written in Latin: 'Remember, every day is your end------1879. This was carved here more than 100 years ago?

After walking for about seven or eight hundred meters, the space of the corridor suddenly opened up, and what appeared in front of several people was an underground hall.

Pan Peiyu explained: "This was the secret headquarters of 'Free Gaul' during World War II, and it was also a wartime refuge. ”

Di Wei suddenly realized: "Oh. You're taking us on a tour of World War II, right?"

Yang Meng frowned and didn't speak.

Pan Peiyu grinned, pointed to the other side of the hall and said, "You'll know if you go over there!"

Following the direction of his finger, Yang Meng saw a small stone door there, and the prominent position on the door was written in French: 'Do not touch, do not smoke'.

"Hmm, what is that place?" Di Wei asked, puzzled.

Yang Meng said: "It's that the yin qi is very heavy there." ”

Di Wei only glanced at the small stone gate and exclaimed, "What is this!"

Yang Meng followed behind him and took a breath: "Hiss。。。。。。 ”

The reason why the two reacted so strongly was very simple: there was still a passage after passing the small door, but the two sides of the passage were piled up with dense white bones!

Those are the bones of men!

"There are tens of thousands of bones here, right?" Yang Meng glanced at the end of the passage.

Pan Peiyu looked disappointed: "I thought you two could react more intensely, it's really boring。。。。。。 Master, it's not tens of thousands, there are at least six million human bones piled up here. Now we are in the place of the Catacombs Museum in Paris, known as the 'Skull Tomb', well, this underground passage is at least 320 kilometers long! Master, of course you are right when you say that there is a heavy yin qi here!"

"Three hundred and twenty kilometers?" Di Wei finally exclaimed, as a doctor, he was naturally not afraid of seeing the bones, but he was startled when he heard this distance: "How many days do we have to walk inside to finish visiting?"

Pan Peiyu laughed: "Don't worry, the museum is only open for two kilometers. It is impossible for you to walk more than 300 kilometers. ”

Yang Meng looked left and right at the white bones on both sides of the passage, neatly stacked there according to different bones: thigh bones arranged into a wall of bones, broken bones used to fill gaps, skulls made of lace, and entire skulls made into ornaments.

Although the outside door says 'No Touching', the tourists who come here obviously do not abide by this rule, especially some of the skulls are touched clean and shiny, which makes people 'slurry'!

Pan Peiyu explained: "In 1786, there was an outbreak of the plague in Paris, which killed countless people, and at that time there were more and more corpses buried in the cemetery on the ground, and the whole city smelled of decay. ”

Yang Meng nodded: "It can be seen that Paris is full of cemeteries!"

There are quite a few cemeteries in Paris, almost all of which are built near residential areas. This is also due to the different relations between religion and folk customs, and the locals do not think that this is a 'bad luck' thing, those tombstones are made like works of art, and many people usually take a walk in the cemetery to bask in the sun, so it is said that the cemetery is more like a park.

This is something that the Han people are relatively unacceptable.

Pan Peiyu continued: "There were so many people who died that Louis XVI ordered that the graves should be dug up, and the bones should be moved to other places so that the cemetery could bury the new dead, and what about this place? In that case, it became the best place to store the bones, and six million bones were sent here to become the Great Wall of Bones that you can see today. ”

"Six million, are there so many in Paris?" protested Di Wei.

"I thought about it before asking a question, and I didn't die so much at once. How much is six million?" Pan Peiyu explained: "Now you go to the Lachaise cemetery, and there is no problem with the bones of 1.8 million people found in a cemetery, right?"

The Père Lachaise cemetery is also a very famous attraction in Paris, many celebrities are buried there, covering an area of 118 acres that is, more than 700 acres, just in the 20th arrondissement of Paris and next to the residential area, the residential area near him is close to the cemetery, the price is much higher than other housing prices。。。。。。

Yang Meng interrupted Pan Peiyu's boasting and said, "I said that you guy mysteriously said that the place to bring us here is the place to have fun?

These bones have been sitting here for so many years, and with the darkness and dampness of the place, many of the bones are starting to grow mold and mildew. The smell is unpleasant and uncomfortable to look at!

Pan Peiyu nodded: "That's right! Let me tell you, I used to take forensic medicine when I was in school, and although the cause of death cannot be determined by bones, it can be personally identified by human bones! The bones of many celebrities are buried here, and the bones of Mozart's mother, philosophers Montesquieu and Pascal are all here! I am an orthopedic surgeon myself, so I have a special fondness for this place! When I came to Paris to play with my goddess when I was in school, I stayed here for three days。。。。。。。 ”

Yang Meng interrupted him: "Well, the result is that you didn't catch up with your goddess, right?"

"Hmm, master, how do you know?"

"She's got water in her head to be with you!"