Chapter 347: Tomb Visit
As the old saying goes, if you don't have that diamond, don't do porcelain work.
It is true that those who dare to rush forward are real warriors. But in addition to courage, perhaps, they are also fully prepared.
So even if you see people on the Internet saying that everyone has to have a trip that they say goes, don't really pack and go as soon as your brain is hot. Those who go on a trip either have the spirit of hardship and hard work, or have been preparing for a long time, but they don't really say that they will carry their bags and go.
Left and Chuan Shen followed Mu Lao with one foot and one foot shallow.
According to his analysis, if there really is a grave keeper. First of all, you have to communicate with others, for example, you are here to visit, although it is unlikely that you will be deceived in the past, but it is a valid reason anyway.
If you really can't communicate, then you can only solve it by force. Although his individual combat effectiveness may not be as high as that of these ancient people, he will not suffer a loss. Besides, there is Mu Lao, and those who can do light work should also fight in basic battles.
"This is the exit." Mu Lao, who had already stepped on a little bit of the circle, walked back and pointed to a stone slab full of patterns that was absolutely unclear if he didn't look carefully.
Zuo Jichuan groaned for a moment: "Grandpa, is this a mechanism or does it need to be manual?" β
Mu Lao stroked his beard and squinted: "It should be a mechanism." β
Zuo Jichuan silently lowered his head to find the switch of the mechanism.
Most of the mechanisms designed by ancient people had a magic horse button nearby. It's like a stone, a wood, you can pull or push. to touch the trap.
If the doors are all equipped with mechanisms, then the road inside will be difficult to walk.
"If I had known that this was the case, I would have read "Tomb Robbery Notes" in detail." Zuo Jichuan sighed while pushing aside the half-human-high grass.
There was a sudden rustling sound in his ears, and Zuo Jichuan's nerves tensed instantly.
"Young master, it's better not to open this door for you." It's Qinglin.
Zuo Jichuan breathed a sigh of relief. As he continued to pull through the grass, he muttered, "If it's the only door, you can't open it." β
"You can dig through from underneath. Why bother walking through the door. As soon as it is opened, it is all poisonous gas, but it is not a matter of holding your breath to survive. "Qinglin's number jΓΉ analysis is very fast. Judging by the density of the air and holographic scanning, most of the people who opened the door and came out to greet them were potassium cyanate.
"Potassium cyanate?" Zuo Jichuan looked at the door in surprise: "The people here are so advanced? Can this kind of thing be synthesized naturally? β
He's not a kid who watches anime.,Since he was a child, his father has had everything in his room.γ Zuo's father is a very conscientious father, leading his son into the real yΓ n room. It popularized what can be touched and what can't be touched.
If the memory is correct. This kind of thing should not exist in nature.
"If I still believe mercury or something, I'll want to open the door even more when you say that." Zuo Jichuan rolled up his sleeves with an expression of "Ouch, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in evil".
"Young master, don't joke with your life. My brother is on the side. If you don't obey, he'll be forced to wake up. Qinglin's voice had a rare schadenfreude.
Zuo Jichuan was speechless, and he was still watching the whole process?
"I see, how long does it take to dig a hole in the ground?" I had everything on hand, but I didn't have anything to dig a hole in.
"Young Master. One meter away on your left, there's a hole in the ground that's been dug. Can you see if you can continue to use it? The voice of the white tiger came to my ears.
Zuo Jichuan was silent, and all the onlookers were really special. Spit is spit and spit out, and it is best to be able to get in safely.
Staggered to the left-hand side 1 meter away. The grass here is too luxuriant. If it weren't for the pyramid here, it would really be in response to the old saying that the grass on the grave is taller than the child.
One foot deep and one foot shallow walked to the position that the white tiger said. But he saw a stone tablet that had fallen to the ground.
"Uh...... Don't tell me you have to lift it up to see the hole? Zuo and Chuanpi said with a smile.
"Hehe, really." The white tiger's voice sounded particularly unbeaten.
Zuo Jichuan sighed: "Everyone has a golden finger when they cross it, and you are watching the excitement on the side." β
Qinglin said proudly: "It can scan the entire mausoleum holographically. It's very golden, okay? Otherwise, as soon as you open the door, you will have to call Bai Ze to take a plane to come over for first aid. β
Zuo Jichuan waved Muramasa impatiently. The length, width and height of this stele look absolutely forced, and it cannot be lifted by manpower. If only there were tools. I looked left and right. I really haven't seen a decent tool that can be used.
Is this just a failure?
"What do you see?" Seeing Zuo Jichuan standing in one place all the time, he did not move. Mu Lao thought that Zuo Jichuan had found the mechanism, but he didn't know how to open it.
"Oh, there's a stone tablet here, it's weird." Zuo Jichuan was inconvenient to say that he had a plug-in, so he smiled and pointed to the stone tablet.
Who knew that Mu Lao actually squinted his eyes and looked closer. The words on the stele were somewhat damaged, and more than half of them were broken aside.
A third of the stone tablets, how many things can be recorded. Zuo Jichuan is not an archaeologist, but he can understand a little.
It would be best if it could record who the owner of this tomb was. However, it is also very likely to be used to record when the tomb was built. After all, such a different architectural style is still a treasure map left by foreigners. Anything is possible.
Mu Lao looked carefully, and Zuo Jichuan couldn't help but take a few glances when he saw that he had studied so carefully.
To be honest, he has seen the writing of this era. I also know a lot. More are traditional characters. But ten out of ten of the characters on this stone tablet are unknown.
It looks more like ...... Sanskrit.
"Grandpa, what are these?" I don't know what Sanskrit is called in this era, so I can only humbly ask for advice.
Mu Lao stood up slowly: "This is Lanlingwen, which records the scene when the tomb owner was buried. There should be twelve monuments in total, from twelve countries. β
Zuo Jichuan's mind spun around quickly, so to speak, in fact, the Shang country is not a big country. If more than a dozen countries in the surrounding area send envoys to the funeral, the owner of this tomb is enough to pull the wind.
"Can grandpa understand Lanling?" Zuo Jichuan asked with a smile.
Mu Lao nodded slightly: "I understand a little bit." In this tomb, buried are the ancestors of the Central Plains. β
Not only Zuo Jichuan was surprised, but even the people on the other side of the screen opened their mouths in surprise.
"Cool, the old ancestor dug it out?" Although Qinglin is not very interested in exploring human history, he is particularly interested in digging graves.
Qinglong poured a cup of coffee in silence: "The ancestor of the Central Plains, how could it be discovered so lightly. β
Suzaku looked at the holographic image scanned by Qinglin, and sighed: "It should be said that it is fortunate that there is an artificial GPS like Mu Lao, otherwise if the young master rushes in alone, he may not know where to fall if he walks less than a third of the way." β
The cemetery may seem easy to enter, but it is surrounded by dense trees, swamps of varying sizes, and small ditches. Especially after the rain, the ground is very loose. The small slope of the fault is enough to choke.
Zuo Jichuan just ran after Mu Lao with his head up, without paying attention to the surrounding environment. If he knew that he had broken through all kinds of natural traps blindfolded, he would probably wipe a cold sweat.
"Qinglin, do you have a Sanskrit translator handy? I had a not-so-good feeling. Xuanwu, who had been staring at the computer screen, suddenly spoke.
Qinglin held a lollipop in his mouth and blinked: "Download one, after all, our family has no religious beliefs." β
Baihu looked down at Xuanwu who was squatting aside: "It's not a good feeling, could it be that the owner of this tomb is very likely to be from the United States?!" β
Xuanwu glanced at him: "Have you read too many fantasy novels?" β
In ancient tombs, in addition to rich burial goods, there were even burials of living people. If that's the case, then you have to be even more careful when you go in.
Over there, Zuo Jichuan was still trying to find something to pry open the stele. After all, you can't get through the door.
Mu Lao saw that Zuo and Chuan were going to use the village as a lever, so he stretched out his hand and waved, and the stele flew out.
Zuo Jichuan was dumbfounded, holding the village and watching the stone tablet fly out five or six meters away. Do you want to exaggerate that? Old man, can you teach me this amazing skill? Zuo Jichuan looked at Mu Lao with admiration, who knew that Mu Lao didn't even give him a side light.
Because the place where the stele is pressed is not a simple cave entrance. It's an entrance that looks absolutely man-made. The bottomless black cavern has a neat stone staircase.
Zuo Jichuan was stunned, he thought it was a thief hole or something, and he was mentally prepared to climb in, but he didn't expect it to come with a staircase? Could it be that the stele was placed here to cover up this entrance?
"It's a blessing in disguise, and it seems like it's more appropriate to go straight in." Mu Lao smiled and stroked his beard.
Zuo Jichuan silently put away Muramasa, found a relatively thick branch around, tore off the hem of his clothes, and wrapped it around the branch. That's what you see on the torches on TV. I don't know if it can be used. It would be better if there was a flashlight.
Shake the fire fold, the temporary torch is very powerful, although the range of lighting is limited, but used to no lights, such brightness can also be very bright.
The stone steps were clean, not a single bit of dust. Step by step, the more I walked, the more frightened I became.
Zuo Jichuan's nerves were already tense to the most at this time. Once there is a little wind and grass, it may break and cut people indiscriminately.
In such a place where no one will come to sweep the tomb no matter how you look at it, the stone steps are so clean that there is not a trace of dust. What does this mean? This shows that someone wipes it often. There are definitely grave keepers who are not negotiable.
Mu Lao's indifferent appearance was in stark contrast to Zuo Jichuan, and he walked down steadily step by step, not caring at all about what he would encounter.
Zuo Jichuan's heart is stable, the worst result is to encounter zombies, what else can he do. (To be continued) R655