"Since a brother has tested this pool of water before, it is not poisonous or corrosive, let's go over and get the box first."

"It's an easy thing for us to have with our scuba gear."

The one who spoke was Crouching Tiger, staring closely at the stone platform in the middle of the pool of blood.

I vaguely felt that something was wrong, so I rushed down into the pool, which was too reckless.

Every stone chamber we have experienced before can be said to have encountered different degrees of risk, let alone the stone hall in front of us that looks so bizarre and weird.

Although after the test of these 36 needles, it has basically been determined that the water of this pool is not poisonous, but the water of this pool is extremely turbid, and it is completely impossible to see the bottom of the pool, let alone how deep it is.

It's impossible to say what is hidden in this pool!

If there were really something in such a large pool, it would be enough for all of us to be buried here.

Hearing Crouching Tiger's words, Qian Lao shook his head vigorously.

"Don't rush into the water, this pool is so big, it's hard to guarantee that there are no mechanisms in the pool."

"The best thing to do is to search around the blood pool to see if there are any mechanisms that can lead directly to the center of the blood pool."

I nodded secretly on the side, all the arrangements of the halls around this area can be said to be extremely sophisticated, and every floor tile is carved with lines, which really doesn't look like there is no mechanism.

Maybe there is really a hidden mechanism in this hall that can lead directly to the center of the blood pool.

As the leader of the team this time, Qian Lao's orders in the team were absolute, and the moment Qian Lao's words fell, the six people in the team, including me, immediately scattered, searching for the mechanism.

I quietly walked around the vicinity of the pool, my gaze scanning back and forth on the relief at the edge of the pool.

These reliefs are all dragon shapes, but they are different, around the entire blood pool, count the number of these relief dragon shapes, there are three thousand, the reliefs start from the plane about an inch, each knife edge can see the carving person's profound skills.

Although the dragon shape in relief is not one, there is no obvious inlay in sight.

My instincts tell me that there must be something wrong with the reliefs, and that it's likely that the mechanism is in the vicinity of the reliefs.

After all, the distance of these reliefs is closest to the blood pool, and the relief bulges are also very easy to hide the press-type mechanism.

My hand slowly caressed the embossed dragon carving in front of me, and in the process, I let out a long breath, not daring to exert any strength.

If there is some killing mechanism hidden in this embossed dragon carving, once touched, all of us will be turned into a sieve.

As I measured all the movement around the relief, I suddenly saw a strange red light flash in front of me.

The red light flickered, and I didn't see what it was, but it vaguely seemed to shine from the reliefs in front of me.

"Old Qian, come here!"

Just when I was surprised where this red light flashed from, the king scum who was searching the wall on the other side seemed to have found something, and shouted.

Could it be that the agency has already been found?

I quickly walked in the direction of the king's scumbag, and as for the flashing red light, it must not matter anything, so I will put it aside for the time being.

At this time, Wang Zha was standing on a floor tile, half-squatting, his fingers gently brushing the lines on the floor tiles.

"Qian Lao, look at this floor tile, the texture on it is completely different from other floor tiles."

"If I'm not mistaken, the lines painted on this floor tile should be the sacrificial text of the Shang Dynasty, and the lines on it form 12 characters, which must have recorded the content related to this hall."

When I heard this, I precipitated a little, as if I had seen the content of the sacrificial text in the ancestral hand-down.

The Shang Dynasty engraved the text of the ritual on the tortoiseshell and animal bones, mainly for the royal family to engrave the auspicious and evil records, and the content is generally the divination of the matter or the result, that is, the so-called oracle bone inscription.

The oracle bone script is the earliest known systematic form of writing in China, and there are 5,000 oracle bone characters found so far, and there are only 118 annotations recorded in my ancestors.

In other words, all I can understand is 118 oracle bone inscriptions, and the twelve characters recorded on the floor tile in front of me are not among these 118 characters.

"What's written on this? Is it related to the things stored in the blood pool in front of you! Qian Lao stared closely at the words on the floor tiles, turned his head and asked about the Wang scum, and the others also turned their heads to stare at the Wang scum.

Wang scumbag hesitated for a moment, and then took out a small book from his bag.

"I'll have to look at it to determine what it's written on."

"I asked a friend to get this book from a professor who specializes in ancient writing, and there are more than 1,700 oracle bone inscriptions annotated in it, so you should be able to find it!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhazha had already quickly flipped through the book in front of him, and the people in this circle went to the tomb, and they always had a few books on their bodies, just like the previous Zuoyun Zhang Yu brothers.

No one can do everything, after all, people's energy is limited, and there are too many types of ancient texts, and even if you try your best, the most you can do is to memorize the annotations of 10,000 words.

Therefore, in this case, it is far less appropriate to bring a few textual annotations of different dynasties.

Everyone stared intently at the scum in front of them, and their breathing became a little slow.

In the process, I can see that Wang Scum's face is getting worse and worse, which is not a good sign.

Obviously, the 12-word notes pop up one by one, and the meaning is going in a very bad direction.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it!"

After a while, Wang Scumbag slowly closed the book in his hand, and there was no blood on his face anymore.

"Don't think about it, hurry up and tell me what is written on it!"

Qian Lao patted Wang Scum's shoulder, and his wrinkled face showed a thick and solemn look.

"Underneath this pool of blood, there is a sacrificial altar hidden."

"If this sentence is not wrong, this is not the end of the tomb, the whole hall is a place of sacrifice, and the blood pool is the blood of the sacrifice."

When Wang Scum spoke, his eyes glanced in the direction where the blood pool was.

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