Seventy-nine, murals

On the dark ☯ staircase, everyone walked for an unknown amount of time before they stepped on the flat ground.

"Based on the time and the slope, we should be in the middle of the mountain. Fu Bo breathed a sigh of relief on the ground and said, "This should be the real tomb, the one just now, just a small test." ”

"What! Two people are dead, and it's just a small test. Ling Wei shouted.

"Be quiet, don't be surprised. It alarmed the deceased here, and we couldn't eat and walk. ”

"Hey, Dai Yilong, can you hear clearly, is the communication smooth?"

After a few seconds, Dai Yilong's words were mixed with a slight rustling sound: "I can hear it, but the communication is obviously not as good as it was at the beginning, it may be the magnetic field interference inside the mountain ☯." Judging from the images coming back from the camera, there are also some fluctuations. It is estimated that the deeper you go into the heart of the burial chamber, the greater the disturbance. Another thing I want to tell you is that due to the frequent use of the probe ball just now, most of the energy in it has been consumed, so you should pay attention to it when you use it again. ”

Wei Mengjun: "Well, I see. What is the air quality here and can you breathe normally. ”

Dai Yilong: "Yes, the air quality here is the same as here as I am, I can breathe." ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, everyone put away their gas masks and walked down to rest. Although I didn't do much movement ☯ just now, my mental tension was also very physically exhausting.

While everyone was resting, Wei Mengjun and Fu Bo briefly observed the surroundings. Behind them was a long staircase, and in front of them was a wide corridor that could probably accommodate four cars side by side.

On both sides of the corridor, at intervals, there are terracotta figurines. These terracotta figurines are different from what you usually see on TV, they are not soldiers, nor are they like ancient attendants, but they are dressed up and do not hold weapons ☯ in their hands.

Overhead, there is a high cave roof.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

"Something is wrong. Wei Mengjun said: "Looking at the lush ☯ vegetation of this mountain, there must be plenty of water in the cave. But not only is there no condensation on the roof of the cave, but even the air is so dry. ”

Ling, who was bored on the other hand, replied: "This is the wonder of nature, it looks like there is plenty of water on the outside, but it is dry on the inside, just like the skin that lacks water." It's like a desert where the surface is dry, but there's a lot of water ☯ underneath the ground ☯. ”

Fauber: "No, it was full of moisture at first, and if you look up, there are long stalactites on the top of the cave. ”

Guan Tianyang: "Could it be that someone uses a large blower to exhaust ☯ the water vapor here?" But even then, to keep it dry, the machines need to run all year round. ”

Fauber: "Have you forgotten that the people of the town say that since the man was buried in the mountains, a circle of strange trees has grown at the foot of the mountain, and no matter how dry ☯ the years, the branches that are called the sap number always contain water, and it is supposedly that they absorb the water here in order to thrive ☯?" ”

Ling: "Well, good, good. So, what does it have to do with us after you explained it for so long?"

Zhuang Pitian walked past everyone and said in a tone of high-level intellectuals ☯ educating the illiterate: "We are not only here to rob tombs, but more importantly, to explore and decipher. In a moment, we've explained why there's no water here, and why strange plants like the sap tree are growing at the foot of the mountain. ”

Ling: "But you still haven't explained why this phenomenon is happening. ”

Zhuang Pian said while firming up the terracotta figurines: "This is the same as playing a game, you must pass one level at a time." Maybe you have to go through several levels to explain this question. ”

"Is there anything unusual about these terracotta figurines?"

Zhuang is pitiful: "No, it is fired by ordinary people, that is, the capital is enough, and the material is quite thick." From an archaeological point of view, there is a little historical ☯ value, but the carvings of the figures are rough and there is no trace of appreciation value. If it weren't for their age, I was afraid that the price ☯ would not be as high as the current products. ”

Fauber: "In that case, don't waste your time. The entrance above our heads is closed, and every minute of delay here decreases the survival rate. ”

After saying that, he picked up an equipment bag and walked to the front.

Ling followed closely behind him: "It's still an old man." ”

Then, everyone followed suit.

Just as everyone walked into the dark ☯ corridor, the first two terracotta figurines in the corridor suddenly moved. I saw them turn their heads at the same time to look in the direction where everyone had left, and then turn back to look ahead. Since the two of them are facing each other, they usually look in front of them as if they are looking at each other to exchange information.

Walking, walking, the corridors on both sides gradually narrowed, but there was still room for four people in parallel. The terracotta figurines on both sides are gone, replaced by murals.

Looking at Zhuang Pian's serious study of the mural, Guan Tianyang reminded: "Hey, don't keep staring at it, be careful that there are sequelae." ”

Zhuang is pitiful: "This is just an ordinary mural, there is no mystery." Generally, murals like this kind are mostly records of the great achievements of the tomb owner during his lifetime. However, what is recorded here is a traditional story of cultivating immortals. It seems that the owner of the tomb is really very eager for immortality, hoping to ascend to immortality after death. ”

Ling: "My grandmother can tell one story a night, and I won't repeat it for three years." What's the use of painting these, it's not buried in this dead man's tomb yet. What's the use of painting these bunch of murals, he can see it himself!"

Zhuang Pitian: "Of course it is useful, and it is extremely useful for the study of future generations." If you look at this painting work, the painting method can be explored. And this pigment ......"

After waiting for a long time, and didn't wait for Zhuang Pitian's words, Ling was anxious. Although I am not interested in his words, this kind of thing is half of it, and it is the most uncomfortable. "What the hell is going on with this paint. ”

"The paints are so clear, there is no trace of age at all. ”

Ling: "In this place where there are only dead people, who will destroy ☯ it?" ”

Zhuang Pitian: "No, even if there is no one, this painting cannot be preserved so well." We can live here normally because there is air. Looking at this style of painting, it is estimated that there are more than 500 years, and after more than 500 years of oxidation, this painting can still be preserved so well, there must be something strange in it!"

His analysis attracted the interest of other people, and they gathered around to analyze and watch.

After looking at it for a while, Guan Tianyang rubbed ☯ his eyes and said, "I still can't look at this painting more, I have nothing but hallucinations, as if the painting is moving." ”

Fauber listened, frowning, for he had seen the portrait in front of him move slightly.

Although some of the static images give the illusion of movement, it is clear that the murals on the walls are not those moving lines that can produce visual differences.

Fauber, who came to his senses, immediately spoke: "Everyone stay away from the mural, there is something wrong with this painting." ”

Everyone didn't have any interest in this painting, but they just looked at Zhuang Pitiful and admired it carefully, and if they didn't look at it twice, they would be regarded as uneducated. Others want to see if there is any introduction to the structure of the burial chamber.

After being reminded by Fuber, they all took two steps back vigilantly.

For others, it is just an ordinary mural, but for Zhuang Piai, who specializes in research, it is not only an ancient ruin, but also a painter who can not paint it. Although the paintings here are not famous artists, they also have a certain painting skills.

Zhuang was studying the painting and the materials for it, and didn't care what Faber said.

He also saw the colors on the painting moving, but he could only think that it was because he was too engrossed in looking at it, and the visual fatigue appeared.

It's just that it's half a beat slower, causing a permanent irreversible result.

The paint on the mural suddenly jumped off the mural and stuck to Zhuang Pian's body.

Before anyone else could react, the paint was already drilling into their noses, ears, and mouths.

Unable to breathe, Zhuang's poor face turned red, and he kept vomiting out, trying to spit out those strange substances. But it was too late, and there was nothing ☯ anyone could do.

Seeing such a scene, everyone immediately took out the weapons ☯ in their hands and looked vigilantly at the murals on the walls on both sides.

Sure enough, after the first move, the other paints began to be experimented with.

I have more than enough heart to save people, and I am lucky ☯ to be able to escape. I don't know what kind of monster those paints are, and I can't deal with them with guns. So Wei Mengjun gave an order, and everyone changed into flamethrowers ☯ and fired at the walls on both sides.

After the paint was swept by the flames, it immediately turned into a black, viscous ☯ liquid ☯ that flowed to the ground little by little, emitting a foul smell.

"Put on a gas mask. ”

All of a sudden, it became a biochemical battlefield. A group of people wearing gas masks, holding portable flame launchers, fought here in flames and flames. At this moment, they realized that in addition to the murals on both sides, even the top of the place was also there.

Under the strafing of the high-temperature flame, the entire channel is almost a world of solution. As he fought, he retreated inside, leaving only a puddle of black along the way. Three people have already been sacrificed, and it is impossible to turn back, so everyone can only rush forward.

In the firelight, I saw Zhuang's poor corpse suddenly move, slowly getting up from the ground, and following everyone like a walking corpse.

Since the distance of the flames was limited, and they could not stop and wait for him to approach, everyone had to hurry.

At this moment, Shang Mingxin decisively took out a pistol ☯, loaded a bullet into it, and aimed it at Zhuang Pitiful while moving.

In the corridor, the sound of gunfire still echoed, and the bullets exploded ☯ and burned ☯ while hitting Zhuang Pie. In the absence of painful screams ☯, Zhuang Pie became charred.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to a burial chamber.

As soon as he entered the tomb, Yan Mingwu threw out a burning ☯ ☯ bomb and the corridor, allowing everyone to breathe for a while.

Yan Mingwu, Shang Mingxin, Qu Chunhong, and Ling's four flame guns were still aimed at the corridor, while the remaining four began to look for an exit.

That's right, it's a dead end. If there is no exit, then they will have to burn it back the way they came.

This is a semicircular burial chamber, about 100 square meters. It is made of bricks and stones, the surface is tightly sealed, and there are no frescoes. This reassures the rest of the people.

After confronting each other for a while, they found that there was no movement in the corridor, and everyone was a little relieved. But the vigilant Shang Mingxin still threw a burning ☯ ☯ bomb into the corridor.

What they hold in their hands are special products developed by the company ☯, which are very powerful. In an instant, the wall of fire was blocked. The heat wave was so hot ☯ that the people guarding the door had to retreat.

"Well, I didn't find anything strange here. Ling asked alertly.

Wei Mengjun: "No. ”

Ling: "Don't say it so absolutely, those demons and monsters, where can we mortals measure." ”

Wei Mengjun: "The paint on the mural just now, and the unknown substance on the wall of the corridor above, should be a kind of bacteria, which only began to attack people after it was activated. ”

Ling: "Bacteria, how is this possible, bacteria are not all quite active, how can they wait quietly and do not move, one will appear to us." ”

Guan Tianyang: "Maybe these bacteria have been dormant until we touch ☯ them, and then they wake up again." ”

Shang Mingxin: "But the corridor didn't touch ☯ the mural just now, how did they get activated." ”

Fauber: "Carbon dioxide. The low concentration of carbon dioxide in the air here, combined with the perennial closure, results in little air movement. The corridor with the mural is already narrower than it was at the beginning, so that the carbon dioxide we exhale out is still lingering in the corridor, which activates the bacteria. ”

Yan Mingwu: "Then are you sure there are no more problems here?"

Chai Junde: "No matter how the creature goes into hibernation, its life magnetic field still exists, we have just detected it with a life detector, except for a few of us, there is no other life here." Of course, it is not uncommon for dead things to attack people in the grave where there is no life. ”

Guan Tianyang: "Okay, don't talk about these undead zombies, let's think about how to get out first, you can't go back." ”

Fauber: "Since we have opened such a big hole in the mountain wall, it is just to attract people in. And along the way, there was not even a word about the corpse, which means that there should be colleagues behind this wall to deal with the corpse. ”

Yan Mingwu: "That's easy to do, just just break through the wall." ”

Fauber: "Don't be impulsive, who knows if there is a hidden weapon ☯ or poisonous gas sulfuric ☯ acid behind this wall." ”

Yan Mingwu: "You must have a way, let's hurry up." ”

Fauber: "Use a detector to scan the material behind the wall, then use a laser gun to make a hole in the wall and put the probe ball in. ”

Fauber's order, someone immediately complied. However, the message from Dai Yilong on the mountain showed that behind the wall was an unknown substance, and there was no way to measure what it was. But according to the manifestation of its state, it should be gas.

"That's enough," said Fauber, "if it's gas, it's poison gas." If we rush to break through the wall, we will definitely be poisoned or even decomposed. ”

As he spoke, Fauber took out the mirror cloth used in the ☯ explosion from the equipment bag, unzipped it, and took out a mirror protective suit from it and put it on.

Seeing him do so, the others followed suit, donning their mirrored suits and putting on gas masks.

The laser gun was fixed at the entrance, facing the wall in front of it, in the center ☯.

When the switch was pressed, the laser shot ☯ out, and everyone immediately hid in a corner of the tomb and waited quietly.

The moment the wall was breached, everyone held their breath and waited for the poison gas to come ☯ out.

But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened, neither the poisonous gas was leaked ☯, nor other abnormalities.

"Lao Dai, what's going on, it's different from what you said. ”

Dai Yilong: "I don't know about this, I'm just analyzing it based on the detected data." This tomb is already weird, any situation can happen, and the signal reception on it is also interfered, and it is also possible that there is a mistake in detection. ”

Yan Mingwu: "Then what you mean is that your detection is no longer effective, and I will have to rely on myself in the future." If I had said earlier, I wouldn't have wasted so much time. ”

Saying that, Yan Mingwu said to Chai Junde: "Hurry up, insert ☯ the detonator ☯ into the hole, and directly blow up the wall, anyway, there is no poisonous gas in the back." ”

Wei Mengjun: "He said that the analysis data is for our reference, and it depends on us whether it is fully implemented, but we must also send the data to him." Shang Mingxin, stuff the probe ball into the hole and probe it first. ”

"How's it going?" Guan Tianyang asked after the probe ball went in for a while.

Dai Yilong: "Be careful, it's very evil inside." It wasn't very dark inside, but it couldn't find any ☯ light source, and the probe ball was completely destroyed ☯ by a force a moment after entering, and was now a waste ball. ”

Yan Mingwu: "It's so troublesome, it's better to break the wall directly." When you encounter danger inside, you are taking one step at a time. ”

Fauber: "That being said, a little more data analysis isn't always a bad thing. ”

As he was speaking, Fu Bo suddenly frowned and looked at Wei Mengjun.

Wei Mengjun also nodded in understanding, and said to Chai Junde: "Hurry up and blow up the wall." Remember, don't make it too big. ”

"Yes. ”

Yan Mingwu: "It's good to be like this early." ”

Guan Tianyang sighed in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: "Ignorance is a blessing." ”