Chapter 8: Fateful Night: Dilemma

How can an ancient tomb under a mountain have so much space? How much manpower and material resources are required to build more than 300 independent spaces! Even if the people who built the tomb had the manpower and material resources, would it be possible to dig such a space inside the mountain? And what is all this for?

It seems that this idea is still too wild, but it is not wrong at all, the construction technology of the ancients has a long history, like the Great Wall, the Leshan Giant Buddha, and the tomb of King Qin.

Sure enough, it's not good to have too big a brain, maybe this matter was originally a simple thing, but the more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes, it's better to think about nothing!

After thinking about it for so much time, a long time has passed, Chen Yusheng slowly sensed his body, and felt that it was still crispy and numb, maybe it was because of the muscle strain caused by too much exercise, but it was not to the point where he couldn't walk, so he slowly got up from the ground, the feeling of swelling made him unable to stand up directly by relying on the strength of his abdomen, so he could only rely on his hands to slowly support himself, looked at Huang Jian, who was still lying next to him, smiled and shook his head, don't look at his muscles, isn't he as tired and half-dead as himself! It seems that muscles and everything are just decorations!

Chen Yusheng patted Huang Jian, who was lying on the ground panting, and said, "Comrade Xiao, is there anything wrong!" It's okay to get up and hurry! ”

"Xiaojian? Little comrade, why did you give me a nickname? I'm bigger than you! It should be called Da Jian. As he spoke, he also stood up like Chen Yusheng, thought for a moment and said, "No, which cheap are you using?"

Chen Yusheng smiled and said, "Which one do you care!" All in all, this title definitely fits your presence. ”

"Cut, follow me here haha!" Huang Jian said to himself, then looked at the surrounding environment, and said suspiciously: "Eh! How is this place so familiar? I think I've been here before, right?"

"You've been here? You didn't come from under the dirt cave?" Chen Yusheng asked.

Huang Jian said: "No, you see, I'm from there!" After speaking, he pointed to the direction of the left and then pointed to the direction of the soil hole under his feet and said: "Where is the soil cave below, it is obviously a thief hole, looking at the excavation of this thief hole, the person who dug this thief hole must be very anxious, the height is uneven, I don't know how many times my head was knocked just now." ”

"Cave thieves?" Chen Yusheng asked.

Huang Jian pointed out and explained, in fact, stealing holes is the jargon of Tufuzi, Tufuzi is specialized in those who dig graves and dig graves, to steal the burial goods in the mausoleum and go out to resell in exchange for silver money as the main way of life, Tufuzi to enter the ancient tomb from the outside must dig holes from the outside to the inside, and these holes are the so-called robbery holes, the opening of the robbery holes is generally horizontal and vertical is not standardized, it is said that some Tufuzi with strength can be stargazing positioning, a robbery hole can be accurate to directly open to the tomb owner's coffin, and digging the thief hole is more physical work, the veteran Tufuzi can dig a distance of nearly dozens of meters deep within five minutes with a Luoyang shovel.

"How! Awesome. Huang Jian looked smug after speaking, and Chen Yusheng didn't care about this, about Tufuzi said that his grandfather Chen Jinshui had already mentioned it, he just didn't expect that the soil hole was actually a thief hole, so he guessed correctly, this person must have fallen into the thief hole dug in the pile of dried corpses in order to escape, so why didn't he just open the thief hole directly? Instead, drive the thief cave directly to this road? Also, what about the numbers on the thief hole?

Chen Yusheng patted his head, he likes fantasy, but mathematics is the subject he hates the most, he gets dizzy when he looks at those Arabic numbers, not to mention that it is even more difficult for him to explain the meaning of these three numbers now.

Regardless of this, Chen Yusheng originally thought that Huang Jian came down from the same place as him, but now he said no, so whose flashlight did he pick up?

Chen Yusheng asked: "Comrade Xiaobei, you said that you came from the left side of the road, so did you come down from the right eye of Baihu Mountain?"

"Who is White Tiger Mountain?"

I didn't expect Huang Jian to pretend to be stupid and stunned, and he was also a veteran, and he claimed to be here for a tourist, so he wouldn't even know about Baihu Mountain!

Huang Jian seemed to be joking and had no solution, so he smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "Haha, lie to you, how can I not know about Baihu Mountain, but when I came up, I didn't know where it was the left eye or the right eye, I entered casually." ”

There is no one who is still in the mood to joke at this kind of life and death juncture, but now there is no time to care about those, since Huang Jian said that he came from the left, and the right side of the Yongdao is the spiral ghost hitting the wall corridor, then the left must be the exit, according to the urine nature of the left and right roads of the Yongdao, now you can only go to the left!

told Huang Jian the actual situation, but Huang Jian shook his head vigorously against it, he said in horror: "No, you can't go to the left, there are ghosts over there!" ”

"What the hell, what the hell, go to the right and go back to the weird spiral road, it is possible to meet the monster again, it is possible to return to the pile of dried corpses, now you can only go to the left, are you reluctant to give up on that female zongzi, and want to stay with her?" Chen Yusheng also seemed to be joking, but at this time, the appearance of the big zongzi flashing in his mind made him fall into deep thought.

"Zongzi?" He rubbed his chin and recalled.

At the beginning, the zongzi who chased him from the pile of dried corpses remembered that it should be five fingers, and the face was blood-red as if it had been peeled, and the eight fingers that chased them just now were white and bloodless, and the maggots all over the body were extremely disgusting, these two zongzi were not one at all! Are there two zongzi?

"What? Bloodied rice dumplings? it! Blood corpse and white-haired zongzi, this tomb is amazing! Huang Jian was surprised after listening to Chen Yusheng's words.

As the name suggests, the bloody corpse is a bloody corpse, and the tombs with bloody corpses are the tombs of the great murderers, but the burial goods in the bloody corpse tombs are generally rare treasures, and there are some desperate people who are not afraid of death and take risks for these treasures.

But why are there white-haired zongzi in the bloody corpse tomb, and the two have no connection at all!

As the saying goes, animals have an instinctive sense of territory, and this zongzi must also have it, how can there be two different zongzi in a tomb?

"What a murderer! This tomb is unusual" Huang Jian kept chattering, and then he said to Chen Yusheng: "There is also a white-haired female ghost zongzi in the tomb on the left, if I guess correctly, it should be the wife or children of the tomb owner, Lao Tzu will be transformed as soon as he enters, otherwise do you think I will come to this bird place!" ”

Chen Yusheng said: "According to what you say, there are zongzi in the front and back three passages, so aren't we trapped in the middle?"

", Lao Tzu has never seen zongzi after so many buckets, this time I really don't know what blood mold was poured, and I met three ...... at once" Huang Jian didn't finish speaking, he suddenly realized what looked at Chen Yusheng, coughed twice as if he didn't say anything!

And Chen Yusheng is not deaf, he felt that something was wrong with him from the beginning of meeting Huang Jian, and he didn't leave those so-called jargon between the lines, in fact, he had already had some suspicions about Huang Jian, now it's okay, this guy said it all without concealing his mouth.

In this case, Chen Yusheng had no choice but to say the question in his heart and said: "Comrade Xiaozi, you are a native master, right?"

Huang Jian also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he had to admit it honestly, pointed at himself with his thumb and said, "That's right, it's just that I'm not one of those free-range native masters, I'm a dignified captain of the Golden School!" ”

"Ahh Captain Touch?" Chen Yusheng smiled, he knew what Captain Jin was, Captain Touching Jin was a profession handed down from Cao Cao's generation, and he also specialized in digging graves, in fact, it was similar to Tufuzi, but it was just that Captain Jin was a little more disciplined, but in Chen Yusheng's cognition, what a magical character he was, how could it be the embarrassed appearance of Huang Jian in front of him!

Seeing that Chen Yusheng didn't believe it, Huang Jian took out a crescent-shaped pendant from his neck and said, "See, this is an authentic gold talisman, I am Huang Jian, the twenty-ninth generation descendant of the gold school captain!" ”

It is said that touching the gold talisman is a symbol of the identity of the captain of the gold school, taking the sharpest claws of the pangolin as raw materials, and the body of the talisman is engraved with two ancient seal characters of "touching gold", which has the effect of driving away evil spirits.

The reason why I know this, this is also what Chen Jinshui told him, I used to just listen to it as a story, but I didn't expect this thing to really exist!

"Cut, what about Captain Jin, he is not a dirt master who digs graves, he just adds a name to himself!"

Huang Jian was extremely unhappy when he heard this, and put the golden talisman back into his neck and retorted: "You little comrade, why are you so unpleasant, how can I be compared with those Tufuzi!" ”

"That's good, Captain Jin, then tell me where we should go now!" After Chen Yusheng finished speaking, he respectfully gave Huang Jian a gesture that seemed to be an ancient person.

"This." Huang Jian touched his head and looked at the left and right, and said, "This bucket is so strange, I can't see it!" ”

I didn't expect this little cheap comrade to be quite honest, but now it doesn't matter what Huang Jian's identity is, the important thing is that the two get along with a dilemma, how to get out is the biggest problem at present, and these little ones will be put aside in advance.

Chen Yusheng asked: "Comrade Xiaobei, don't you have black donkey hooves when you touch Captain Jin?" Why don't you see you doing it?"

Huang Jian said: "I want you to say, isn't it that I didn't bring it with me in a hurry!" Otherwise, the white-haired female corpse in the tomb on the left would have been by me! ”

"Cut, just you still touch Captain Jin, you still don't believe it when you say that you are a Tufuzi." Chen Yusheng scoffed.

After speaking, he glanced at his eyes and saw that there was a slight abnormality in the lamp on the corridor in front of him, as if a human hand was reflected on it.