At this time, the smell of sulfur came to my face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info yes, the smell wafted from this hole. I don't know why, there is a hole in this stone gate blocked by sand, and I came here by chance. If you weren't very sensitive to the smell of sulfur, you wouldn't have thought to find the source of the smell.

Chai Baochen guessed in his heart that this might be an ancient tomb, because there is usually a large amount of sulfur in the ancient tomb, which is used for embalming corpses and removing insects and snakes. He walked into the ancient tomb slowly, and as soon as he walked in, he felt a gust of cloudy wind, and the darkness in front of him was as dark as night, and he couldn't see his five fingers. Looking back, there was a bright light coming from the entrance of the cave outside, and he hesitated a little, and hesitated whether to continue walking.

He touched his body, fortunately, there was a fire fold, took it out and opened the bamboo tube cover, and blew a few breaths on the fire fold, and the fire fold ignited. At this time, the scenery in the cave is faintly recognizable, and the road under your feet is very flat and open, which must be a trace of man-made. When I looked up, I saw that there were many oil lamps on the walls of the cave, and these oil lamps were nailed to the wall.

He walked over to an oil lamp, and when he saw that it was full of oil, it looked dirty. He brought the fire fold close to an oil lamp and lit it. The wicks of oil lamps burned, making a peeling sound and emitting wisps of black smoke. Because it was too dark inside the cave, Chai Baochen didn't notice this phenomenon.

He lit several more oil lamps in quick succession, and the cave became brighter. At this time, he noticed that there were huge murals painted on the walls of the cave. But the frescoes are not very well preserved, and most of them have fallen off. The mural is depicted with black lines, and Chai Baochen carefully identified it and found that the content of the mural seemed to tell a ritual.

The original mural tells of a Mongol khan who has returned to heaven and is surrounded by heavy troops. The craftsman cut the oak wood through the middle to make a coffin, and put the Mongolian khan who had returned to heaven into it. Then it was tightened with four golden hoops, and then the heavy soldiers escorted the coffin to the desert, found a hidden place, buried the coffin, and then let the horses step on the tomb. Later, another camel lamb was killed and the lamb's blood was sprinkled on the mausoleum. At this moment a female camel appeared beside the slain lamb, and she lay on her stomach where the blood of the baby lamb was sprinkled and wailed, and lingered for a long time and refused to leave.

Then a Mongol with a leader-like head went back with the she-camel. The rest of the soldiers and craftsmen came to a gorge. "Why does this canyon look so familiar?" Chai Baochen thought in his heart. Due to the mottled frescoes, several pieces are not clearly visible. Chai Baochen took a few big steps forward and lit an oil lamp, which soon emitted a trace of imperceptible black smoke.

The murals here are clearly recognizable. The number of soldiers depicted in the mural is significantly lower, and some soldiers are wounded and lying on the ground dying. The remaining soldiers, under the command of the craftsmen, dug the cave, and the entire burial soil of the cave was rammed with tung oil, flowers, lime and sulfur.

Looking at it, I suddenly kicked something under my feet, and there was a "bang". Chai Baochen was taken aback. He jerked his head down to check, and there was a false alarm, and it turned out to be a silver kettle. He leaned over and picked up the silver kettle, and held it in his hand, the pot was heavy and very tactile. The body of this pot is flattened and resembles the shape of the skin used by nomads.

He remembered reading the historical materials about this pot, which was called the silver pot with a dancing horsebit cup. "Miscellaneous Records of the Ming Emperor" records, Xuanzong once domesticated 400 dancing horses in the palace, every year to the beginning of August when he celebrates his birthday, he puts on splendid clothes for the dancing horses, and lets the horses dance to celebrate their birthdays. ”

This thing should be placed in the future generations, and it will be worth 10 million to say the least. Needless to say, we all know that this is an antique and a treasure. Chai Baochen was very happy, and he took the silver kettle in his hand. At this time, he found that there were many ancient pieces in front of him, pottery pots, pottery lamp bowls, pottery bowls, and many scattered silver coins. He lit an oil lamp along the way, and picked up silver coins on the ground, which were very numerous, and the drawings on the silver coins were very strange.

He carefully identified the pattern and found that the coin had the symbol of the Holy Fire painted on it. He remembered reading Master Jin Yong's "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", and the Mingjiao masters led by Zhang Wuji looked around for the Holy Flame Order. It seems highly likely that this silver coin was the Persian "silver coin of Belus".

There were Persian silver coins in this tomb, and Chai Baochen began to think about the identity of the tomb's owner. Who could have struck Persia and plundered so many coins? Could it be?

Chai Baochen didn't dare to think about it. Because he knew that the man was a god-like figure, and he had a lot of tombs, and the real tomb could not be found at all, which had become a mystery.

So isn't what he is in now his well-dressed mound? Several images flashed through his mind: tomb gates, camel lambs, canyons, dying soldiers, frescoes. Yes! Oh no, there are so many coins ahead, I don't know where it will lead the comer, maybe there will be something even more terrible waiting ahead.

You have to run out of here. Chai Baochen panicked, turned around and ran out of the cave. But he was horrified to find that the oil lamp behind him had burned out, and only the oil lamp beside him was still on. He suddenly felt dizzy and weak. The silver kettle in his hand could not be held, it fell and rolled to the wall.

Chai Baochen sat on the ground, and at this time, he was horrified to find that not far from the silver kettle, there was a dried corpse! His face was facing him, as if he were smiling weirdly!

Chai Baochen walked over and saw that the clothes of the dried corpse were highly decomposed, he kicked the dried corpse with his foot, and found that the deceased was still pressing a shovel under his hand.

Chai Baochen vigorously broke an oil lamp from the wall and shone it around the deceased. He found that there was a small hole in the wall next to the deceased, what was the deceased going to do before he died? Could it be that he got lost here and couldn't get out, so he dug a hole with a shovel? So how many holes did he dig?

And how did he get in? Why die here. Is it exhausting? Chai Baochen shuddered when he thought about these questions. Because the oil lamp was held in his hand and was very close to him, Chai Baochen felt dizzy and very nauseous.

Oops, oil lamps are poisonous!

Only now did I find out that I didn't know if I was poisoned. He hurried his luck to force the poison, but his whole body was sore. At this time, he couldn't support it anymore, so he hurriedly beat his spirit, repeated it several times, and finally, temporarily suppressed the toxins in his body in the dantian.

Get out of this hole first!

Chai Baochen stretched out his hand, broke off the two arms of the dry corpse, clamped them under his armpits, and lit one arm with an oil lamp first. He also took up the deceased's small shovel and kept it for possibly useful. The corpse has been weathered and contains a lot of carbon and can be burned. He picked up his lit arm and ran towards the hole.

Along the way, blue flames erupted from the bones, as if they were about to devour everything in front of them. Chai Baochen lit his other arm again, and just like that, he finally came to the entrance of the cave.

As soon as he got out of the hole, he shuddered when suddenly another gust of wind blew from the back of his head. Fortunately, when I came out, it seemed that this was a suspicious grave, and a trap was set for the presumptuous offenders. Whoever is greedy for money, and only collects the goods of the earth, will surely be poisoned and die.

Chai Baochen touched his pocket, and there was a bag full of silver coins, it seemed that he had been in the cave for a long time just now. Now we have to hurry back and get back. There is no food here, and Master Yunlin and Master Wang must be looking for themselves, so they can't be worried.

According to the previous plan, Chai Baochen cut off several thick vines with a shovel, knotted them into ropes, tied one end to the root vines of the cliff wall, and pulled it hard, which was very firm. He tied the other end of the vine to the shovel, held a vine in his hand, threw a circle in the air, and then threw the shovel into the cliff on the opposite side of the rift with a sharp force.

This time, Chai Baochen used all his strength, and after the shovel was taken off, he sat on the ground with his butt and gasped for breath, it seemed that the poisonous gas released by the oil lamp was very powerful. He couldn't lift up any energy.

Fortunately, Chai Baochen's luck is not bad. The shovel was firmly inserted into the cliff face opposite. What's more coincidental is that the terrain on the opposite side is lower than here, and there is a drop of a few zhang on both sides. He can use the potential energy generated by the drop and slide through.

Chai Baochen picked up a piece of vine from the ground and walked to the edge of the cliff of the rift. Looking down, there is no bottom. I couldn't help but take a deep breath, my legs and stomach trembled, and I didn't dare to take another half step forward.

Chai Baochen looked back at the cliff wall, and saw that the spiders were still waiting there to eat people. He gritted his teeth, hung the vine in his hand on the vine rope, held the end in one hand, glared at his feet, and slipped towards the opposite side.

This vine seemed to have a thousand powers, and Chai Baochen felt that he was slipping very slowly, and his feet seemed to be flying through the clouds and mist, fluttering and leisurely. His hands began to go numb, and the two rattan ropes rubbed against each other, shaking his hands so much that he couldn't grasp the ropes steadily.

He looked down and there seemed to be a lot of corpses under the rift, perhaps those of the soldiers, who had to die for the sake of the secret of the burial. He felt dizzy again, and his hands seemed to be clenched. He didn't dare to look under the rift anymore, his fate was in the sky, and if he looked at it twice, he might have to see the first emperor.

At this moment, he felt like a musical note, floating in the air, and the echo did not stop for a long time. I don't know when this song will end. In fact, he slid very fast, and the wind whistled through his ears on both sides, but he felt that this very short time was extremely long because of fear. This is also human nature.

In a moment, Chai Baochen slid to the opposite side, his feet slowly touching the ground, as if he couldn't believe that he had landed. Chai Baochen wanted to put down his feet, but his feet seemed to be still afraid, shaking badly, and he didn't want to stand.

As soon as he let go and lay on the ground, he kissed the ground a few times, and at this time, as if the urine had also arrived, he hurriedly untied his belt and spilled it.

The bottom is numb, the wind blows, it is not a taste, the urine is not in an arc, and it is deviated. At this time, he felt a faint pain in the dantian. It seems that the poison is attacking. I have to go back quickly, Chai Baochen reminded himself again, I don't know if I will be conscious after a while.

He turned to untie the vine, pulled out the shovel, and held it in his hand for self-defense. Then, head the way ahead.