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Hearing the fat man's sudden scream, Zhang Meng hurriedly held the saber in one hand and a flashlight in the other hand, shining at the fat man, and by the dazzling light of the flashlight, Zhang Meng found that a very shriveled hand was on the fat man's shoulder.

"Fatty, don't move!"

At the same time, Ye Jiu dodged, quickly came to the fat man's side, glanced at the hand, and then turned around and walked back.

Seeing that Ye Jiu didn't care about himself, the fat man was about to cry anxiously: "I'm a groove!" Little lady, there is no such thing as you! You're going to shoot, what are you running? ”

"You do it yourself." Ye Jiu said coldly.

"I ......" The fat man just wanted to shout, but he saw Zhang Meng laugh and said: "Don't shout, that's not a zongzi, it's a dried corpse." ”

"Dry corpse?" The fat man's two small eyes rolled, and he secretly glanced behind him, and found that it was really a withered arm, and he was ready to throw the dried corpse away. But before he could do anything, he heard Lady Na shout, "Don't move." ”

As he spoke, Lambert, the bearded man of Bogut Company, had already pulled out a cold smoke and threw it into the air, the altar was suddenly illuminated, and everyone took the opportunity to see clearly what was going on with the fat man.

It turned out that in the wall behind the fat man, there was a stone door hidden, and one of the corners of the stone door had been cracked, and the dry corpse hidden inside fell out, and the fat man happened to be standing in front of the door, and the dry corpse's hand was naturally on the fat man's shoulder, not only that, but even the head of the dry corpse was facing the fat man's face. It's just that from a distance, the fat man didn't feel it.

There was more than one door to hide the corpses, and everyone found that the walls around the altar were all of this kind of door, and the bolts on the stone doors were connected to the chains on the heads and feet of the rats.

"Oh my shit, this is something that was designed by some shit." The fat man hurriedly pushed away the dried corpse beside him, and walked a few steps forward, a little away from these stone gates.

"Looks like there's more than one stone door here." Zhang Meng shone a circle with a flashlight.

"Then behind these stone gates, there won't be all dried corpses, right?" The fat man asked with palpitations.

"It's hard to say." Professor Fang said with a straight face.

"Why don't you open it and take a look?" Zhang Meng asked Lady Na.

"Absolutely not!" Seeing that Zhang Meng was about to open the stone door, Professor Fang and the others hurriedly stopped him: "We didn't bring a special isolation bag to preserve the ancient corpses this time, if we open it like this, I'm afraid these dried corpses will all **." ”

"This." Zhang Meng frowned.

The fat man whispered in Zhang Meng's ear: "I know that I will encounter this kind of thing when I come with this group of old experts, and everything must be handed over to the state." This is not allowed to be touched, that is not allowed to be touched, where can I find the information I am looking for. ”

"Not necessarily." Professor Lou seemed to hear the fat man's dissatisfaction, and said with a surprised face as he walked towards the ancient well: "Come and see, there are still corpses in this stone well." ”

"And the corpses?" The fat man staggered: "Good girl! Could it be that we didn't enter the main burial chamber, but went into the burial pit of the owner of the tomb. ”

"It depends." Zhang Meng smiled bitterly and picked up the flashlight to follow.

"Groove! That's a bad deal. The fat man spat and said, "Once this thing is stained with blood, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the things here are becoming more and more evil." I didn't expect to be broken into by us. ”

“oh，my，god！” At this time, Paul, a foreign scientist who first walked to the ancient well, exclaimed.

Seeing that the foreigner of Bogut Company was so surprised, the others were also shocked, and hurriedly walked over, and then leaned against the well, only to find that the well was not water, but a mountain of bones.

These bones were different from the dried corpses behind the stone gate before, judging from the bones, they had obviously been severely tortured before they died, all the bones were crushed, and then thrown into this well of unknown depth. Although thousands of years have passed, a few people standing by the well can still smell an extremely unpleasant stench.

"Look at the bones that are almost filling in the well, and I don't know if this well is real or not." The fat man stammered.

"Since it's a catacomb, I guess this well should be fake, right? What tomb owner has a nervous disorder and wants to dig a well in his tomb, afraid that he will not be able to drink water after he dies? Zhang Meng said.

But before Zhang Meng could finish speaking, Professor Fang, who had been standing behind the crowd, said, "I'm afraid, this well is not fake. ”

"How?" Zhang Meng looked at the well again, but still didn't see anything strange.

"Come and see." Professor Fang took out a magnifying glass and carefully looked at the stone doors on the walls on both sides: "These stone doors have words on them, and there are murals. ”

"Murals?" Zhang Meng was stunned and pushed the fat man: "Since there are words and murals on it, you go over to help Professor Fang." ”

"I'll go too." Lambert, another gringo who had just come to his senses, said.

"Okay."

In this way, the team naturally divided into two groups, and the three led by Professor Fang, Fat Man, and Lambert began to carefully study the handwriting behind each stone door on the wall. Others gathered around this strange ancient well.

"I didn't expect a small Wan country outside the plug to have such a terrifying means of burial!" Zhang Meng has seen many tombs and knows that the older the tombs, the more terrifying the burial methods, and this practice continued until the Ming Dynasty was completely abolished.

"No, it's not a burial pit." As soon as Zhang Meng finished speaking, he was said by Lambert, who was studying the murals.

"It's not a funeral, what is it?"

"It's a sacrifice." Lambert said with great certainty.

"Sacrifice?" Zhang Meng paused, turned around and asked, "Sacrifice to the dead tomb owner?" ”

"That's how it should be." Lambert nodded.

"Then this is not a tomb?" Zhang Meng asked.

"So to speak." After a while, the fat man and the others, who had just finished studying a stone door, glanced at each other, and finally Professor Fang said: "This is a funeral method that we have never seen before, or rather, the king of Xiaowan Kingdom used the people of his whole country and himself to complete this sacrifice. ”

"What? With the people of the whole country? And himself? Listening to the shocking answer, Zhang Meng was completely stunned.

"That's right. It was a catastrophic sacrifice. Professor Fang said with a glare.

Zhang Meng slowed down for a long time before pointing to the stone gates on the surrounding walls: "Are the words and patterns on these stone doors say?" ”

"Hmm." Professor Fang replied.

"And why is that?"

"I'm afraid the real reason can't be answered for a while." The fat man said as he touched the wall.

"Why?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Because the murals and the text are not finished yet." Speaking of this, the fat man glanced at the rat heads around him in fear: "The disaster that occurred in advance will destroy this place in one fell swoop...... r1148

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