Chapter 132: The Terracotta Warriors

The power generated by something that looked like a steam engine just now should have been fed into this side through a mechanical arm. However, when I looked along the robotic arm, it was deep into the cave wall, and the structure inside was unknown, so I could not confirm the structure of the connecting rod and flywheel that I thought.

Other than that, the cave is quite clean, with almost nothing but a few shabby-looking and worthless things, like a place for people to rest.

After resting for a while, I got up and looked at the objects myself. It seems that they should be some common production tools in the Han Dynasty, obviously not to build walls and bricks, to open mountains and roads, but to make pottery tools.

This is not unusual, the burial goods in the tomb, gold, silver, copper, jade, lacquer are all rare at that time, the processing process must also be more exquisite, may have been transported from other places. Pottery, on the other hand, was relatively simple to make, and perhaps it was used by coolies at the time, and there may have been kilns around to make pottery.

The only way in the entire cave was the one that allowed us to move on, a cave that was four or five people side by side. I looked at it, there seemed to be some twists and turns in it, and I didn't find anything, so I went back to see Xiao Shirong's situation.

He was not as strong as he had been before, but he sat there with his eyes blank, and he looked up at me reluctantly when I walked up to him.

"How's it going, does it hurt badly?" I asked him.

"Don't be crooked like a, you can go when you're rested."

Seeing that he can still have this reaction, there should be no problem, and his subordinates have all begun to pack their things and prepare to set off.

"Okay, let me be the first one now." I told him.

As I spoke, I took the self-defense weapon he had given me from the "Great Historian" and walked into the cave. The reason for this is that I'm worried that the power-up is powering some kind of mechanism here.

Thinking of this, a one-and-done solution popped into my mind - wouldn't it be okay to destroy this thing?

But on second thought, forget it. If this place can be officially excavated after us, this kind of shocking discovery will be knocked by me, and I really won't want to go to jail if I don't lock me up. Besides, except for the beast, there doesn't seem to be anything lethal here, maybe I'm suspicious.

The cave also sloped downward, and we turned two corners, and there was nothing out of the ordinary, except that it was back to its original form. Suddenly, I kicked something under my feet. Since I had been paying attention to the road ahead, I really didn't pay attention to this and almost tripped over.

When I looked down, it was a head, but it wasn't scary, it was the head of a stone statue. There are also parts of the body, limbs, and other parts scattered next to the head, and it seems that the complete stone figure is falling apart.

I took a closer look, and this stone figure was life-size, not carved from a single stone, but a stone at a time, with wooden stubble on the shoulders, thighs, and neck, which should have been connected with this back then. He didn't wear any armor or anything, just an ordinary portrait.

We bypassed the stone figure and continued to walk inside, who knew that there were more and more stone figure parts on the ground, and at first we could still walk around, but later we could only step on the body of the stone figure and continue walking.

"Hehe, puppet." Xiao Shirong, who was walking behind, said coldly.

"What? What did you say? I looked back at him.

He grinned and bent down to pull out a half-palm-sized piece of wood from the middle of the stone on the ground, and showed it to me, saying, "This is their Yin Yang family's puppet talisman, no one should use it now, he uses this thing to manipulate stone people as coolies." Wonderful, building a mausoleum here is a lot of work, but it can't be noticed by outsiders, and it is really the most secret way to let a group of things that are not people do their work. ”

"Huh? It's a bit mysterious, isn't it? ”

"This situation is not unique, there is a Dongping Mausoleum City in the east of J City, which was also built by stone people and stone horses."

"And how did you come across this thing? Are you also a yin-yang family? ”

"My ancestors have seen it."

"I understand, your ancestors are Yin and Yang families."

"You can go down and ask yourself another day, I don't know." He said as he motioned for me to move on. I won't discuss this with him anymore, after all, there are too many strange things in the world, and it is still within my tolerance to have this kind of talisman.

Walking forward, we finally came out of the middle of a pile of stone statues. I watched as I walked, and roughly counted, and the number should be around two or three hundred. If it is really as Xiao Shirong said, they must have been destroyed here after providing labor. Fortunately, there is no such thing now, otherwise, how many people who sell coolies will be laid off?

Who knew that just after the stone man, there were many pottery figurines in front of them, in other words, the terracotta warriors in the terracotta warriors. These are different from those scattered just now, each of them looks full of energy, glorious, wearing armor, well-preserved, and can be said to be lifelike when viewed together with the paintings, and the eyeballs seem to be moving.

It is worthy of the death of Emperor Qin, the routine is the same, and they all have to put such a little thing.

The terracotta warriors stood on both sides of the road with different weapons in their hands. I was about to step in from the middle to the inside, when a question suddenly came to mind, I turned around and asked Xiao Shirong: "Can that puppet be used on the terracotta warriors, they won't move, right?"

Xiao Shirong sneered: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid, don't go ahead."

I was the least happy to hear this, and my heart said that they can move and I am not the only one who suffers, you follow me, and it is not certain who will block the knife for whom. So I took my weapon and walked in.

It turned out that I was thinking too much, and there was no other sound around us except for the sound of our own people walking. As I walked, I began to notice that not only the terracotta figurines were well preserved, but also the weapons in their hands, swords, spears, swords, crossbows, iron and bronze, and they were also shiny and shiny.

I struck an iron sword with a cold light from among the many weapons, and took it out of the clay figurine's hand with my free hand. I've always heard of the name of Han Jian before, but today I hold it in my hand, and it's really handy.

Xiao Shirong's sneer came from behind me again, I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked forward with a sword in both hands, quite a sense of self of a martial arts character. I can't help but think of the Tianyang Sword outside, what will be the story of him and the two brothers of the Earth Yin Sword?

However, a serious problem arose, we didn't have to advance long among the terracotta warriors, and suddenly there were three forks in the road, each of which was the same terracotta warriors, which looked somewhat ordinary, but there was an indescribable sense of weirdness.

I hate forks in the road the most, choose one of the three, if I choose the wrong line or go the wrong way, all that awaits me is a tragic ending.

Faced with this situation, I was a little undecided. I tried to see if there were any signs in the neighborhood, but to no avail. In the end, it was Siu Shirong who pushed me down the left side from behind.

"What are you doing? How do you know it's the road? ”

"I don't know, but I can't stand and wait, let's go."

"What if you make a mistake?"

"It's a big deal to die here, let's go, there are so many people in the back."

I was a little reluctant, after all, this was not the path I wanted to choose, I actually wanted to take the middle one in my head, although I don't know why.

Fortunately, there was not much difference between walking for a while and just now, and I was still surrounded by a group of terracotta warriors, walking down a small slope, and I didn't worry about anything. Is there no such design at all, or is it that Xiao Shirong was lucky enough to get it right?

But as I walked, after a while, another three-way intersection appeared in front of my eyes: "Damn, why are there three forks again!"

At this time, Xiao Shirong obviously noticed that something was wrong before me: "We went around and came back."

"Huh? No way? "Although these three forks are familiar to me, they ...... It's impossible, we've been going downhill just now, and we haven't made many turns, how can we get back to square one?

"Are you mistaken, this could be another one."

"No, look there," he said, gesturing to the first figurine on the left side of the road, "I just snapped its finger off, no one else here would do that."

I looked in the direction of his finger, and the stone figurine was missing a finger. I cursed in my heart: "It's really lacking in morality." But I still can't figure out how we got back.

"Why don't we try the middle way?" I asked Xiao Shirong.

"Let's go."

As soon as I went in, I heard a bang behind me, and I thought to myself, is this guy addicted?

However, it was the same feeling of going down, the same few turns, but we were back - both of them were missing fingers.

What's the problem? I also deliberately looked carefully just now, the height of the soldiers is the same, but the first one is shorter than the other, isn't this downhill? But if you can go downhill and get back to the same place, is it possible that the space is out of order?

And when we came in just now, we didn't find a fork in the road, why were we able to go back to the front of this fork in the road from the middle of a circle of terracotta warriors?

Could it be that the arrangement and color of the terracotta warriors give us the illusion of going downhill or even in a straight line, actually going in circles in place? Or are we hitting the wall with a monster?

Ten thousand possibilities were wandering in my mind, and at this time, Xiao Shirong behind me pushed me to the front.