It was not until the evening of the same day that the fire finally changed from a pillar of fire at the beginning, to a flame, and slowly turned into a flame, and I stared at it for a while, and it finally went out with a "poof".

Seeing this, the sixth master commanded his subordinates to shout out to all the sleepers, and asked us to slowly pour water along the wall of the thief cave to speed up the cooling inside. As I watered, I heard a sizzling sound and smoke rising from below. I looked at it, and I only saw a black mass of soil underneath, but I think there were still a lot of ashes of the sixth master's son, and a lot of bones that had not been burned, and now mixed with water, it was still a little disgusting to look at.

Seeing that everyone was almost here, the sixth master poked his hand into the thief hole to feel it, and then instructed the last person who could fight the thief hole: "You pack up your things, go down and open it,"

He looked at the others again, "You guys have everything to do, pack up your tools, let's get out of here before dawn tomorrow." With that, he turned around and went out by himself, not knowing why he went.

The man tied the rope, smeared some cold water on his body, and then took the bamboo basket into the thief's hole, shoveled and shoveled all the mud, ashes, and bones under the bottom into the basket, and let people pull it up. Then, the two men came to the entrance of the cave with a hammer made of round iron balls, this thing must be specially made, and a thick hemp rope can be hung at the end, and this thing is used to open the roof of the tomb at a glance.

Sure enough, the sledgehammer was slowly lowered, and I helped them turn on the light, but I saw it clearly, the guy who made the hole buckled two kicks and grips on the wall, and his body was close to the wall, one hand was on the wall, and the other hand was holding the rope, correcting the position, and the two people above called out tacitly: "One, two!" One, two! "Knock, knock! Two hammers, the top of the bricks underneath blasted open, and there was a loud noise of bricks falling to the ground, and I saw a black patch of smoke and dust underneath. The two pulled the hammer and the person up one after another, and everyone packed up their things and waited for the sixth master.

Not long after, the sixth master came with a bag that was not big or small, and he saw that everyone was waiting for him, and nodded with satisfaction. I actually admired this old thing a little, my son's ashes were next to him, and there was no sadness on his face.

He walked to the entrance of the thief's hole, took out the rope, the candle, the lighter, the wire, made a nursery out of the wire, strung the candle on the wire, and then connected the wire with the rope, this angle was very clever, the candle could not burn the rope.

He crouched at the mouth of the cave and slowly lowered the rope into the hole, and I knew that he wanted to try biogas and oxygen. If there is a biogas fire, it will get bigger, and if there is no oxygen, the fire will go out, so if the flame does not move, we will go down.

I held my breath and stared intently at the candle for fear of lighting it again, so I could retreat in time. Fortunately, the candle has been placed all the way to the bottom, touching the ground, and there is no change, it seems that there is no problem inside, and the air return should also meet the breathing conditions.

The sixth master pulled the candle up with a satisfied face, looked at me, I knew what he meant, and said: "Sixth master, it seems that there is no problem at the bottom, the oxygen should also be poured back in, we can enter." Although I was very reluctant, I couldn't say that I wouldn't go down at this time.

He nodded and beckoned to the side: "Rope!" Just now, the two people with hammers brought the rope over and put it on the sixth master, it seems that the two of them are specifically doing this. The sixth master took the oil lamp himself and went down to the tomb. With his courage and courage, if he does what is right, he may not be able to achieve great things.

It was my turn when the sixth master went down, because everyone around me was staring at me, so I had to pick up the oil lamp and find an iron drill, first, for self-defense, in case something happens, there is also a guy to deal with, and secondly, in case the time comes, I am at least not defenseless.

After watching them go up and down so many times, when it was their turn to put it on, they noticed that the rope was fastened exquisitely, as long as the hand was stretched into it like a schoolbag, the person could be hung down, which was convenient and safe, because the structure of the squeaky nest was a natural hook. I would have been reluctant to say that this was a tomb excavated by Jinshi, but I felt very uncomfortable with a group of tomb robbers. If it weren't for the protection of myself, I wouldn't want to go down to this grave.

Drilling through the bumpy hole in the masonry, I felt the temperature around me plummet, and it instantly became much colder, and I felt a gloomy feeling. The sixth master looked at something alone with an oil lamp, and he didn't say anything. I turned on the oil lamp, and for a moment, I was stunned, I knew why the sixth master didn't speak, and he was probably shocked by the spectacular scene in front of him.

This is an out-and-out yellow intestine tomb, and the sesame seeds are a little bigger than the oil lamp, and you can't see the edge, and you can't understand the structure. However, this also explains the phenomenon of fire just now, and only so much wood can rot in an anaerobic environment to produce such a large amount of biogas.

Immediately afterwards, the third child and the other two also came down with their own tools, a total of five people, and there were only the two who were left on the top to release people, and they also did the work of putting bamboo baskets and lifting bamboo baskets.

I gradually also feel that there must be such an absolute leader as the sixth master who can suppress everyone, otherwise, if you go to the top two and drag the cultural relics up, and then slip away, even if you don't kill us with your own hands, we will be trapped.

The tomb is surprisingly quiet, I guess, these people have never seen this meeting, the yellow intestine inscription tomb has not been a few in the country, it can be said that a slap counts, it is the unavoidable Han Dynasty noble tomb, even if the sixth master has seen more, he may not have entered.

I said to the sixth master: "Sixth master, your luck is not ordinarily good, this yellow intestine problem is not easy to encounter."

"Yes, where there can be a golden-headed centipede, it must be a treasure of feng shui, I didn't expect it to be occupied by such a tomb."

I quickly recalled the tomb of King Guangling that the teacher talked about in class, it was a complete yellow intestine problem, from the structure of the outer coffin, the middle coffin, the inner coffin, the east and west wings, each enclosed "room" has its own function. And the "yellow intestine inscription" is that Nanmu has been peeled and built horizontally like a wall. The way the piles are stacked, just like the lumber mill, but they are divided into one block at a time. The height of this place, almost two meters, is just above our heads.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go!" After that, the sixth master took the lead and walked in with the oil lamp on. However, they should have been arranged, and there was still a person left under the hole in the tomb, who should have connected the bamboo basket up and down to carry the cultural relics.

So, it's just the four of us who go forward. I followed closely behind the sixth master, the old man's indomitable momentum, inexplicably gave me a sense of security, to be honest, let me go in the end I was a little afraid to go, this kind of place just came in to make people panic, so I held the iron drill tightly in my right hand.

But after walking a few steps, I felt that the sixth master didn't understand the yellow intestine problem, because we seemed to be smelling the smell of rot and walking around, although I don't know if it was walking around, because we basically walked in a straight line, only a few turns, but the front and both sides have been the yellow intestine problem, which is not very normal.

If it is the specifications of King Guangling of the Han Dynasty, although I have not been there, but from the comparison of the descriptions of the gold and stone workers in the book at that time, the area is not very large, even if we didn't go to the main tomb, we should have arrived in the wing room, right? But in front of us, there is still a wall of yellow intestines.

The sixth master also seemed to react that something was not right, and slowly stopped, shouting: "Laowa!" The sound is this sound, I don't know if it's these two words, and I don't know what he's calling.

However, just outside the wooden wall on our right, there was a voice: "Sixth Master, I'm here!"

It turned out that the one who had just stayed in place was the "Laowa", and now we also figured it out, we went in a circle, and returned to the place separated by a wall from the starting point. I looked up and saw that the entrance to the thief's cave was near the top of my head, and there was a faint light.

I don't want to, I inadvertently saw this action by the sixth master, and this old guy was also very smart, and shouted: "You let the one above turn on the oil lamp!" Take a picture inside! ”

After a while, two pillars of light shot out of the thief hole, and now we have a "road sign", at least we won't mess up the direction. But we didn't look back just now, did we? There is only one path ahead of us. We followed along, and we got all the way here. I had a vague feeling that this was not a simple burial chamber, but rather a maze that was deliberately piled up.

"Sixth Master, I don't think the problem is whether there are road signs, we haven't found any other road at all, this is a maze array for us." I deliberately said that the labyrinth was a maze array, because the maze array was a place where Sun Bin was fascinated by Pang Juan, and there was a risk of death, and it would be a good thing if he could be persuaded to retreat.

"Yes, I found out too, it looks like we can't follow the road." The sixth master pondered for a moment and said: "There are so many rotten woods, stacked so high, they are as strong as the wall, and the four of us can't push it, otherwise," he looked at the one who had just made a hole and said, "Second nephew, you are good, see if you can go up, and you may be able to find the way by looking at the top."

The guy responded, and we helped him shine the light, and he found a place where the wood was not particularly badly rotten, and stretched out his foot to try the strength, and the wood didn't break, and he slammed his body into the air, and slapped his hands on the wooden wall.

I thought he was going to roll over, but I just listened to him: "Ahh With a scream, his legs strained, and the whole person jumped up dozens of centimeters, and then fell to the ground, his feet did not stand firmly, and he lay directly on the ground. We hurriedly went over to help him, only to see that there were three or four bloody holes in his two hands, between the rotten wood and the slag.

Seeing this scar, I probably understood that there were nails on the wood, I don't know if they were copper or iron, but they were densely nailed upwards anyway. I don't know if I will be infected with tetanus, I only know that this method will not work if the sixth master thinks of it.