Everyone looked at the cold and cold passage behind them, such a place is too dangerous for them to have little knowledge, it is better to find someone who can make up their minds, and then set their eyes on the third uncle.***

"Third uncle, is the main burial chamber behind this passage?" The village chief looked at the passage for a long time, and asked uncertainly.

"It's hard to say, this place is a little confused even by its own old bones." Standing in front of the entrance of the passage, his face was dazed.

"Then let's go in now, or wait a little longer." Zhang Niu looked anxious and hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, you guys just went in the dark? Have you ever thought that this is an ancient tomb, and the ancients would set up traps along the way in order to prevent tomb robbers from disturbing the sleeping of the dead. Don't you worry about running into it? The third uncle said with a smile.

Yes, why are you confused, it seems that the TV said so the night before yesterday, and the third uncle was thoughtful.

"Zhang Wa, you go back and get some wooden sticks, and the discarded cloth tied together as torches. He also asked people to go to the edge of the mountain forest to cut a fine bamboo and come back.

After saying that, everyone began to get busy, the third uncle walked to the stone statue, carefully looked at the facial expression on the stone statue, a few rough paintings, outlining a perfect expression, even the third uncle who usually paints is not allowed to admit that the painting skills of the ancients are really gods.

Is the iron weapon used for stone statues to open doors? Stone tools have been used since ancient times. Why is it iron, and is there any connection?

After a while, the people who went up to the mountain forest to cut the bamboo had returned, and the three-meter fine bamboo had been cut off and forked, and it was a slippery one.

Everyone doesn't know what to do with cutting a piece of bamboo, but since the third uncle asked them to cut it, it must make sense.

Zhang Niu came back with a few bundles of wooden handles made of fabric. The top of the wooden handle is wrapped around the old clothes, and you can smell the faint smell of gasoline when you get closer.

"You wonder what you're doing with these things." Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes, the third uncle asked openly.

"Wooden handles, I know this as lighting. That's what it does on TV. I don't know who shouted. In exchange, everyone laughed.

"That's right, this wooden handle is used for lighting, but there is also a layer of meaning, to see if the carbon dioxide in it is too high, and whether the air is circulating." Looking at everyone as if they understood, he continued, "This fine bamboo is for everyone to walk in, and it can knock down the walls around them." Although this passage has been a long time, if there are still traps left, you can come out in advance, and it is estimated that a bamboo pole of more than three meters can be used. ”

"The third uncle said it well, he deserves to be a teacher, if we are now, we will not rush in."

"yes, that's what I thought at first."

The third uncle's words, just like a lecture at a meeting, made the people in the village learn a lot of knowledge, and if there is an ancient tomb in the future, at least they will not rush into it.

The village chief couldn't wait any longer, "Let's go in." ”

"Before you go in, I have to say the last thing, after everyone goes in, you must remember not to touch the walls around you, this point must be remembered." Before entering, the third uncle still reminded everyone.

"Got it." Everyone shouted in unison.

One person was in charge of carrying the torch, and the other was holding the fine bamboo, and began to step into the passage.

The torches burned very strongly, and although they could only shine three meters in front of them, they were all satisfied.

Everyone was cautious all the way, and even the person with the fine bamboo slowly knocked around. After all, this is a temptation.

"Third uncle, come and have a look." Soon someone shouted. As soon as the voice shouted, the passage was full of echoes.

This passage can only be done by three people in parallel. Leaning towards the outermost villagers, by the light of the fire, they saw many simple strokes carved on the walls, which seemed to describe certain things.

Holding a torch close to the stone wall, it is clearly visible, and there are few brushstrokes on the wall, depicting things.

"It's ancient times to depict something. You see, this is a person, see this word, simple three paintings. The third uncle said, pointing to one of the symbols on the wall.

"Third uncle, it seems that these are all pictographs." Zhang Niu remembered the ancient characters he learned in school.

Waving his hand, "That's wrong, it's not a pictograph, it can only be said that it's a picture with a story in it." ”

Zhang Niu still heard it a little vaguely, but it was better to take a look.

The third uncle, while watching, touched his beard with one hand and looked at it with taste.

Walk all the way along the wall.

This is a description of the ancient war, this people migrated to the place called Zhangjia Village, and began to multiply, from the simple construction of houses and open land.

The mountain village, which had been quiet for a long time, welcomed many outsiders and begged the patriarch to take them in, and the patriarch knew in their words that decades had passed outside, and gradually agreed to the outsiders to move in.

One dark night, a group of mountain bandits on horseback rushed into the outside of the mountain village, and to the surprise of the patriarch, there were bandits in this group of people with foreign surnames. I looked at the mural in front of me all the way, and suddenly it was gone.

The third uncle watched and explained, and just stopped talking about it.

"Third uncle, why did you stop behind?" Zhang Niu was very interested in this story and asked hurriedly.

The third uncle smiled, "You ask me, I ask who is going, just arrived, it was broken." ”

Zhang Niu looked close to the stone wall and saw that the back was really gone, a little dumbfounded.

"This patriarch is really a bit stupid, he has to receive people with foreign surnames, now it's okay, let's eat the bitter fruits." The love of the village shouted.

The third uncle didn't express much opinion on this, in ancient times, each had its own life, and the head of a clan had to consider the clan. The higher the status in antiquity, the more things to consider.

"Let's keep going, I guess there will be an answer that satisfies everyone." In the passage where the black whirring wind penetrates the yin wind, everyone still feels cold and swishing all over the body.

"Attention, there's a turn ahead."

After turning a corner, the passage that was originally parallel to the three of them widened a lot, and the torches in their hands were still so vigorous.

After walking for so long, there were no traps or anything like that in the passage. Let these three uncles feel a lot more at ease. After a long time, this thing should also be scrapped.

All the way over, Zhang Niu stared at the wall, but unfortunately there was no depiction on the wall.

The walls of this section are made of large stones, which are very rough and do not seem to be as elaborate as the previous ones, and there is a lot of green moss growing between the stones.

It seems that this passage has allowed a lot of rainwater to seep up. Otherwise, it's hard to grow moss in the passage.

"Stop, don't go there's a deep pit ahead." The person shaking the fine bamboo in front of him hurriedly shouted.

"The pit?"

Could it be that the trap mechanism of the ancient times has been exposed for a long time? This is what most people think.

Zhang Niu stepped forward with a torch, and this deep pit appeared in front of him.

Through the bright light, you can see that this is a deep pit about four meters long, and you can't see how deep it is, this is the trap of ancient times?

When Zhang Niu came in, he brought several torches, lit one of them, and threw them down.

Through the firelight, you can see that the walls are surrounded by moss, and the deep pit is about three meters deep.

"Grass, this is vicious, if anyone falls, ten lives are enough to die." Zhang Niu looked at the iron thorns below and scolded fiercely.

The iron thorns at the bottom really scared everyone, and now I know that the method proposed by the third uncle is really good.

There were still several pieces of white bone left at the bottom of the iron thorn. This is especially evident in this dark passage.

There are so many pairs of white bones, it should be the people who bandit them who fell, could it be that they used to be on the opposite side?

"Then how are we going to get there?" The village chief was a little anxious.

"That's not easy, it's not long before you can build a tree ladder." Zhang Niu said it without thinking about it.

Yes, outside on the edge of the mountain forest, cut down a few trees and set up on top of this long pit. The way in is not winding but straight, and that small bend is no problem, and you can easily take trees in.

Since there is a way, select a few people to go out, cut down trees, and rest squat by the wall to rest.

The third uncle stared at the trap in front of him. It doesn't feel like a tomb. It can be said that it is a refuge. Otherwise, how could there be white bones underneath, and it seemed that no one was willing to bury people alive at that time.

"Here," they heard footsteps coming from the passage outside.

It's really fast, but think about the mountains and forests on the side, cutting down a few trees, it's still very fast.

Everyone stood against the wall in turn, making way for them to place the trees.

A few small trees the size of a fist were placed on the ground, and Liang Shan, who followed behind, was holding the leftover wooden veneer, hemp rope, and iron nails that had been used before.

The six trees are placed together, and it feels like it's already wide.

Tie the hemp rope tightly. The nails were struck, and the simple tree ladder was done.

Several people lifted up. I put it on the opposite side and pressed it a few times with my hand, and it was very stable.

"Who's going first." The tree ladder is set. No one dared to go.

"I'll do it!" Zhang Niu shouted out first.

If it weren't for the iron thorn underneath, no one would have been afraid. However, the tree ladder is placed against the wall, which is much safer, and there is a bamboo pole of more than three meters in his hand as a crutch.

Shaking up, against the wall, Zhang Niu walked up cautiously. I felt that the tree ladder under my feet was shaking slightly, obviously because there was not much place on that side.

Zhang Niu's feet trembled a little as he walked on the tree ladder, but it was still easy to pass.

As soon as I arrived on the opposite side, I felt cold on my back.

"Come here, it's okay." Hurry up and shout at the other side.

Sitting on the tree ladder by yourself can be used as a rest, or it can be said to be a point of weight compaction.

The people behind all came over one by one, even the third uncle. And the spirit is still very good, with a smile on his lips.

Everyone raised the torch and walked forward, and the passage that was just three people wide became a one-person pass, and everyone could only line up to enter, and everyone was a little puzzled by the narrow passage, since the front was wide, why did this place become like this, isn't it uncomfortable?

The passage is narrow, but the distance is short. My eyes widened. Everyone has already appeared in the big room.

There are six stone gates lined up in front of everyone.

Liang Shan came in with a lot of firewood on his back and lit it in the middle.

The room lit up with six doors in front of it. There is no exit anywhere else, is this the end, and if they retreat like this, where will all the people go?

Zhang Niu stood up and walked to the stone gate. There is a circular protrusion next to the stone gate. I guess this is the mechanism that opens the door, press it carefully.

The stone door, with a brush, opened. A gust of wind blew, Zhang Niu couldn't help covering his eyes, took a few steps back, and an unpleasant smell wafted out.

Phew, phew. It turned out that as soon as the stone door was opened just now, Zhang Niu, who was standing in front of him, suffered a lot of dust inside, although his eyes were covered, but his mouth was full of dust.

"It's okay, why don't you press it casually, what if it's a sharp arrow." The village chief hurriedly ran up and looked at Zhang Niu, but fortunately it was fine.

"It's okay, the mouth is full of dust, damn Shimen." Busy spitting dust out of his mouth. Patting the dust on his head, now his head is white, indescribably weird.

Let everyone rest at the fire see it. Haha laughing, this kid monkey is in a hurry, unlucky!!

The smell wafting from the stone door also faded a lot, and everyone began to prepare to walk in and see what valuable treasures were in this stone house. This is what everyone is most concerned about.

The stone house was as big as the one outside.

On the right hand side of the entrance is a high platform, on which are placed two putongs, but now only a mark is left there, and there is a big word "net" on the wall opposite the futon.

Could it be that this is a Zen room, seeing such a place, the third uncle remembered.

"Third uncle, is this a Zen room?" The village chief asked, looking around.

The third uncle is not very sure, "Yes, it's not easy to say." ”

Seeing through this place at a glance, Zhang Niu quickly wanted to take a look at the lower stone room, which was really boring here.

After seeing nothing famous in the stone room, everyone came out and prepared to enter the next stone room.

After having the experience of opening the stone chamber in the headroom, everyone leaned against the stone door, opened the mechanism, and shot two sharp arrows with a brush.

Everyone was startled by those two arrows, and now Zhang Niu feels lucky, if he starts here, won't he wear a hole?

After waiting for a long time, seeing that there were no sharp arrows to shoot, everyone bent down and entered. When I stood up, I realized that there was a library inside. All of them are stone frames hewn out of stone, with bundles of bamboo slices placed on them.

The stone interpretation room in front of it, this is the library room, what the hell is this place for?

Curious villagers reached out and touched the bamboo.

"Don't touch" was shouted from behind.

The third uncle who came in from behind hurriedly shouted.

However, it was still late, and as soon as the hand touched the bamboo piece, the bamboo piece, which originally looked very solid, turned into ash in an instant.

"Well, I didn't mean it just now, I was just curious to see it."

"It's okay, it's been a long time, and it's hard to keep something like this." The third uncle sighed softly.

This library is chiseled out of stone, which really makes people wonder whether this is a tomb or a refuge room, or whether the stone tablet outside is under the guise of a disguise.

The third uncle walked to the stone chisel and looked at the information in front of him, turning into ashes like this, it was still a little heartache, and the value really couldn't be explained.

Hey! What is this, looking at the single stone chisel in front of him, the third uncle's eyes lit up, and there was an iron box full of brown rust in the stone chisel.

"Third uncle, how do you say that this is a good iron box, will it be a treasure?" Zhang Niu walked over and saw the box on the stone chisel.

Seeing that the third uncle was silent, Zhang Niu walked to the stone chisel. When I got closer, I saw that the iron box was placed on a protruding round stone pillar.

The simple cylinder held the box, and I couldn't help but reach out and gently hold the box, shaking it gently, very light, and there was no sound inside.

As soon as he took out the iron box, the round stone pillar that protruded released a "click" sound and shrank directly.

As soon as the voice was heard, the stone chamber trembled a little.

"Oh no, this is the organ, everyone run." The third uncle knew at a glance that Zhang Niu was reckless.

The village chief directly picked up the third uncle and followed behind.

Gravel is constantly falling from the top of the passage. The one in front keeps running forward. If you don't run fast, you will be buried alive.

Zhang Niu hugged the iron box tightly, but he didn't expect that this was still an organ, this patriarch was too powerful, and he used the box as a starting mechanism.

Everyone thought it was going to collapse, but who knew that white sand leaked from the top, and a large piece of ocean floated down, getting bigger and bigger.

"Don't stop, everyone, it's a mudslide." The well-informed third uncle saw that this was a commonly used sand accumulation technique in the tomb.

This is a common method used in burial chambers, once the mechanism is activated, the quicksand in the mezzanine will flow out, and the tomb robbers will be buried alive.

When everyone ran out, they were all covered in white quicksand. Several people got bruised while running.

"This tomb is impossible to enter, and it is difficult to get through from the upper floor." The third uncle sighed bitterly.

Everyone sat on the stone stairs, panting, the quicksand was too dangerous.

Update to, let's count the tickets.