If my eyes hadn't deceived me, I should have seen that it was a cicada-shaped coffin, but I was pushed by Xiao Shirong's guy, and I was too excited to pay too much attention to this problem. If combined with its material, it should be called "cicada-shaped cold jade coffin" according to the naming method of gold and stone. ”

In the Han Dynasty, of course, or probably before the Han Dynasty, people had the custom of putting "jade" into the mouths of the dead, which is a variety of small jade. And the jade cicada is also a kind of jade, and its symbolic meaning is relatively unique but easy to understand - rebirth.

That...... Is it possible? It can't be, can't it...... In any case, such a thing as rebirth should only exist in legends.

Alas, the legend, hehe. I'm really having a hard time explaining how to define that word right now. In my peaceful life, I loved the legends of history, but now, I wish I had encountered them less. If his old man is really reborn, who can stand the scene? What am I going to tell him?

It's a creepy thing to think about. Being messed up like this, I don't feel too sleepy anymore, and I can only distract myself by thinking about some other questions. I think the lava must be the secret of the hot springs. If you can boil water to that temperature, there must be only magma. Is it natural or is it the ovary for the sake of design, where did you get a pool? I don't know.

I couldn't help but think about the mechanism that converts "heat" into "power" in hot springs, but what is it? When we came in, we didn't find the same device, the same mechanical structure, but it was actually there to deliver power. And that beast, when he got into the water, he disappeared, is he so timid?

While I was thinking about it, I caught a glimpse of the pile of books of the Yin and Yang family again, and wanted to take a look, but many people around me were asleep, and I was afraid that any movement would wake them up, so I didn't get up.

Yin and Yang family, I still remember how surprised I was when Xiao Shirong told me in Yin Yang Village, just like people in our dynasty said that they were Mojia, Legalist, and Zonghengjia. The first time I heard this word was when I was in school, when Mr. History talked about pre-Qin thought.

But these days of insight and intermittent thinking, I may have a new understanding of it at this time. Confucius Ziyun: "Zi is silent, strange and confused. But in the long history of China, how many stories and legends have been circulated? And most of them, it seems, can be said that more or less related to "yin and yang".

Yin and yang, its depth in our daily thinking, so that I, who is not a yin and yang family, can also say things that are opposed to yin and yang at will, such as black and white, men and women, the sun and the moon, life and death, day and night, these things except me, most people should be able to say that they are one yin and one yang.

In addition, Yin and Yang also have a deep relationship with the Five Elements, not only because of several Yin and Yang families I know in history, such as Zou Yan and Ovary are also part-time engaged in the Five Elements, such as the previously mentioned view that each dynasty has the attributes of the Five Elements, in fact, it was put forward by Zou Yan, a Yin and Yang family, of course, Ma Dao people also learn like this; But more importantly, the two are really compatible.

The origins of yin and yang and the five elements should be different, but they are both very early, probably formed as early as the Xia Dynasty, but there is no literature to record them. But one thing that can be confirmed is that there were people in the Han Dynasty and even the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States period even earlier. Both are related to mutual birth and restraint, and needless to say, yin and yang, each of the five elements has a relationship with the other four to "give birth to me, give birth to me, give birth to me, and overcome me, I to gram". After that, everything in the world can also be explained by yin and yang and the five elements, the two theories complement each other, and it has become a method that can explain the world simply and crudely.

But the strange thing is that since the deposition of the hundred schools of thought and the exclusive respect for Confucianism, most of the time most intellectuals will say that they are Confucianists, although the concept of "yin and yang five elements" in their thinking has never been broken, but they have never seen anyone say that they are yin and yang. It's so ironic that I've heard people say it's weird to have a yin-yang family. It can be seen that the great creation of the Yin-Yang family of scholarship and its influence on later generations are far greater than their reputation.

Thinking of this, I even had this thought: fortunately, they did not completely disappear into history, and passed on to Ma Daoren and his eldest brother. However, Ma Daoren is a yin and yang family, why is he always dressed as a Taoist? And the living habits are also Taoist, which is quite strange.

Unexpectedly, after a long time of wandering in the world, I gradually became sleepy, and slowly closed my eyes.

This time I was woken up by the sound of someone else moving, and though I didn't want to be woken up, the sound was much better than the other dangerous movements.

I stood up, stretched, and stretched, most of the people around me were awake, and I don't know how long we had rested.

"You're up?" Xiao Shirong asked me, obviously this question is redundant, more of his disdain and contempt, I guess I slept for a long time?

"Yo, what does Young Master Xiao command?" I replied.

"Hehe, come here, I'll tell you what to do in a while."

I went over and sat down among the group of them, hoping to hear what he had to say.

"In a moment, you," Xiao Shirong looked at me and said, "take charge of going down and getting the sword." ”

"Hey, I said I can't fly, do any of you know how to do it?"

"What do you want? You have to go down by yourself, and no one here can hold that sword except you. ”

I didn't want to go, but I knew it would happen to me sooner or later: "So how am I going to go down?"

"I'm going to hang you down with a rope," he said, looking at the Hawkhand, "Hawkhand, can you get your talons into the stone at that distance?"

The Hawkhand thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Okay, when the time comes, we'll hit two, one you hit, let him down, and I'll come and use it as a backup safety rope." The Hawkhand nodded.

Xiao Shirong turned his head to look at the other two: "You are responsible for putting on the rope, get ready first."

The two of them hurried to get their bags and got busy.

"The rest of the people, all of them will control the rope with me, just in case, are you relieved?"

"Hmm......" I thought about whether there were any loopholes in his approach, and after thinking for a while, I thought of one: "Your rope won't break, right?"

"Do you doubt you're a pig?" Xiao Shirong asked me.

"Ahh

"You, alas, you yourself are not dying of heat, how can such a high-level rope break?"

It seems to make some sense, but I don't think so!

"And what if I'm roasted underneath? You can't hear me shouting for help, and you may not have the strength to shout when the time comes. ”

"You're asking for a blessing."

"You ......" Forget it, it's useless to argue at this time, I don't think any of them have brought anything that can prevent high temperatures, and they may really have no choice.

I've heard before that the maximum temperature you can tolerate is 200 degrees, but only for a very short time. I thought about it, and according to common sense, sweating in that environment is the body's way of regulating body temperature, so I must "sweat". Looking at the two of them who were tightly tied to the rope there, I opened my bag, drank all the rest of my water into my stomach, and grabbed Xiao Shirong's water and drank it all, and my stomach was stretched out.

Seeing that everything that should be prepared was ready, but there was nothing to prepare, I asked for some water, found a relatively large piece of cloth, folded it thickly and wet it to cover my mouth and nose, and we stepped into the cave full of precious stones again.

With the experience of the previous time, we are familiar with this place, and with the heavier smoke and smell, and listening to the more and more powerful voices, we finally walked back to the "gates of hell" at one time.

The Hawkhand guy is probably the kind of person who doesn't talk much, and he walked to the front of the line with the rope with the flying talon in his hand, and made sure that the iron ring and rope were in the correct position, so he reached out and carried it with all his strength, and sent the iron claw out fiercely.

I secretly wondered to myself, if I wrote about hitting any of us in the head, it would really be like a watermelon thrown on the ground.

After a while, he tugged on the rope and handed it to the person who pulled the rope next to him, which should have been a success.

After all, Xiao Shirong would not have the strength and kung fu to throw iron claws like this, he still used an awl-shaped iron weapon, tied to a rope at one end, and brewed for a while before throwing it out with all his strength. Fortunately, there is no shame, and the rope seems to hang steadily in the air.

Now it's my turn.

With their help, I tied the rope to the squeaky socket and crotch so that I didn't have to worry about falling even if I fainted. I saw that the smooth inner wall of the hoop was used instead of the pulley, and the position was directly above the artificial platform, and they were exerting force at this end, and the speed of my descent could be controlled.

However, if there is a problem with the skill of the falconryman, and Xiao Shirong's "insurance" is not right, then I will be thrown directly by the rope to the rock wall below the standing point at this moment, and the consequence will be that I will be scalded to death or the rope will be burned to death.

However, it has come to this point, there is no room for regret, and there is no reason not to go. I waved my hand to the person behind me who was pulling the rope and the rope on my body, then looked back at the position of the hoop, and made a final mental struggle, and even had the thought of dying, then I pulled the rope with both hands, and stepped out of the confines of the stone wall, and in an instant, I felt that I had touched all the possibilities of death.