"Time is inevitable, everyone pretends to maintain the power system first, and I look for an opportunity to go to the backyard to step on it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "It's hard to do, I'm a woman, this is a nunnery, compared to three big men. It's much easier for me to get in and out.

Everyone nodded in agreement. Pick up the equipment together and go to the maintenance workers.

On the way, I claimed to fetch water and wash my hands, and sneaked into the backyard.

The backyard is overgrown with weeds, and the well for drinking water is in the pavilion, next to a semi-automatic water shaker with aluminum buckets hanging from it.

Another well was in the grass pile to the east, and the weeds were growing wildly, and they were almost covering the well.

I walked over slowly, paying attention to the dead branches under my feet, not daring to make too much noise, getting closer, and looking down.

The wellhead of the bluestone base, the radius is about 20 centimeters, it is really not big, the internal well wall is dry and patented, and it has obviously dried up for a long time. I was curious about the chains that extended from the wellhead, made of fine iron, with rusty red spots, one after another. The chains were wound around the wellhead for several weeks and were locked with latches.

It turned out to be a locked dragon well.

Looking left and right, there was no one, I tugged at the chains, and one jumped into the well, holding on to one hand and the other hand, and slowly flicked down.

Although the mouth of the well is small, there is plenty of space inside, even if it is the body of a fat person, she can barely move, of course, provided that she can come in.

From the well, it felt bottomless, and I didn't expect to be able to reach the bottom, so I thought I would go up and feel it.

My understanding of the lock dragon well is limited to myths and legends, it is said that Dayu will lock the dragon under the water, there are lock dragon wells everywhere throughout the country, most of the legends say that the chain is pulled up and does not see the bottom, the well water inside is churning, and the smell of blood floats out. I haven't heard of anyone actually going down and seeing. I'm not bold. Just because there is no water in this well itself, although it is bottomless, if you think that there is still this chain, there may not be any accidents.

Feet on top of the fallen leaves, the rotten fallen leaves are paved in layers, fluffy and soft.

The well was not deep, and it didn't take long for me to get to the bottom. But the strange thing is that the chains are still stretching under the dead leaves, but there is no feeling of chains entrenched where I step on my feet, so where does it extend?

Our previous speculation could not be problematic. The light here is not good, so I pulled out a flashlight pinned to the waistband of my pants and carefully looked at the wall of the well to see if there were any secret doors.

However, in addition to the cracks in the wall of the well that dried up and rolled, there were traces of the death of moss, and when you knocked it lightly and listened to the sound, it was completely solid.

I didn't give up and looked at them one by one, but there were still no gaps to insert.

The only thing that hasn't been inspected now is the place under the dead branches.

The dead leaves are too thick to be completely peeled off. Inch by inch, he pulled up the chains, and around him were all chains that had been pulled out, rusty and dry, piled up on the side as small mountain bags.

Until he saw that the newly pulled out chains had a watery color, and his hands were cold and cold, a smile appeared on his face.

There really is a mezzanine underneath. Below the mezzanine should be the secret door.

Using a flashlight as a shovel, I stabbed it all the way down with gloves, felt the metal surface, reached in and groped, "Found it!" With a secret cry, he clenched the pull ring and raised his hand.

I gritted my teeth and lifted the secret door, and the fallen leaves fluttered down, and when I could pass, I jumped down with the chains.

This time, the clever fell to a general stop. There is a dark river in sight of the flashlight.

The dark rivers on this small island lead to the sea, but they are not mixed with salty seawater, which can be said to be a miracle of nature. For someone like me, who is so different in geography, it's hard to know why.

Step on the point, and the task is completed and you have to go up.

Reclose the secret door and climb up with the chains. I didn't care about being dirty, so I hurriedly ran back to the bedroom. It is really gratifying to be able to escape and ascend to heaven without being discovered by the master.

Ignoring Tang Yan and Xian'er's eager eyes, I went to change my clothes first and took a shower. Then he went into their room with his coffee and told them everything he had seen and thought.

"So there's still part of the chain in the river? Didn't you make it to the end? Tang Yan frowned and asked.

"No, there are still in the river, and it is impossible to consider how long it is, but it is not ruled out that you may find a place by following the chain." I shook my head, the chain was too long, and the chain that locked the dragon well was used to lock the legendary dragon, how could it be easily pulled to the head.

"Senior brother, do you know what our destination is?"

Xiao Yu turned her back to us, holding the window with her hands and looking out, not knowing what to do.

Although Xiao Yu didn't answer, maybe Tang Yan and Xian'er would be confused, but I vaguely guessed something, "This is Qinghai Lake, and when I went out in the morning, I saw the tourist accessories sold by the people around me, although I am not sure, but the possibility of the Tuyuhun tomb group is relatively large."

"Will it be like Hot Water One?" Hearing me say this, the fairy came to nature. Qinghai Dulan Hot Water No. 1 Tomb is known as the "Oriental Pyramid". The two mountains behind the tomb stretch from east to west, like two giant dragons, and the tomb is like a jewel, constituting the trend of "two dragons playing with pearls". There are three layers of stone walls made of mud and stone mixed with mud and stone. The tomb mound from top to bottom, every 1 meter or so, there is a layer of neatly arranged across the mound of the piercing wood, a total of 9 layers, all of which are cypress wood of general thickness, so the local farmers and herdsmen also call it "nine-story demon building". It is estimated that it would take 10,000 people to build such a tomb for more than a year. It is not only a great discovery that has crossed the border, but also a major event that is second to none in the circle of insiders in the country. No one thought that there would be such a rich tomb group in the bitter cold land of Qinghai. Since the birth of the nine-story demon tower, there have been more and more craftsmen who have come to Qinghai to seek breakthroughs, looking for dragon points, eager to discover the national treasures left by ethnic minorities such as Tubo, Tuyuhun, and Qiang in the past.

No one believes that when they are famous and last for a hundred years, they will be wiped out and left without a trace.

In the name of beauty, it helps them retain the national glory and not be erased from the wheel of history.

"Is it like Hot Water No. 1, it's hard to say, Hot Water No. 1 is already the tomb of the most prosperous king sleeping in Tuyuhun. If you want to come to this island in the middle of the lake, you can't compare to it. Secondly, if the tomb is placed in such a humid area, the corpse is not easy to preserve, and the tomb is not suitable for protection when it is damp. I replied casually, and my eyes kept drifting to whispers from time to time...... What was he thinking?

He had not said a word since the embarrassing incident in the morning, and had been silent, but I felt more at ease than I had felt two days before, and I felt a familiar sense of security in my heart.

I'm afraid of embarrassment, and it's not convenient for me to take the initiative to provoke the conversation. But his expression didn't want to mind, and he couldn't figure it out more and more.

I can't always get close to him, maybe it's not possible, but the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, if you are about to leave, really makes people can't help but scratch the wall.

It's already sunset outside the window, and there's nothing to do right now, just wait for the sun to set.

I didn't want to be bored in the house, so I walked straight out the door, like walking by the water, even if it was good to relieve my mood before the nervous action......