Chapter 45: Halfling

Shen Dali and I stared at the person in the tomb, and the person was also staring at us, and no one moved.

I felt as if the air was frozen, time seemed to stand still, and I didn't dare to breathe, but my heart was beating faster and faster.

It's so deep underground, the air circulation is very poor, and it's very stuffy.

Beads of sweat the size of beans ran down my sideburns, but I didn't dare raise my hand to wipe them.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi shouted from outside the cave and asked, "What's going on down there?" Did you dig up the tomb wall? Why haven't you moved? ”

Shen Dali and I didn't answer, and continued to stare at the person in the tomb.

The man was in a bun, slightly blessed, his eyes cloudy and lifeless, and I couldn't even feel him breathing.

I've fought so many times that I can't count the large tombs I've entered on both hands, but I've never been in such a situation.

Shen Dali swallowed his saliva with a "grunt", and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "You...... Did you come up with it? ”

In this case, he actually asked such a sentence, it was so terrifying that I hated to take off my shoes and smoke him with the soles of my shoes immediately.

However, the man in the tomb still looked at us motionlessly, did not answer, did not even roll his eyes.

I suddenly noticed something strange and noticed that the person in the tomb had been in the tomb for so long that he hadn't even blinked an eyelid.

I slowly leaned into Shen Dali's ear, lowered my voice and said, "Shen Dali, you get out of the way, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Shen Dali was startled, hurriedly blocked me, and hurriedly said, "Fifth brother, are you crazy?" ”

Indeed, I also feel like I'm crazy.

We don't know the details of the man in the tomb, and no one knows for sure what will happen to me if I rush in, but my intuition tells me that the man is not alive.

At this moment, Zhang Yi ran down anxiously, saw that Shen Dali and I were fine, and saw the tomb bricks piled up next to him, let out a sigh of relief, lowered his voice and asked, "I asked you two, why didn't you answer me?" ”

Shen Dali said with a bitter face: "It's blocked inside." ”

Zhang Yi frowned and asked, "What is blocking it?" ”

"People."

Zhang Yi trembled, and said with a stiff expression: "Don't scare me, there can only be corpses in the tomb, no one can be, don't joke with me." ”

Shen Dali shook his head, no longer explained, gave up his position, and motioned for Zhang Yi to come over and take a look.

Zhang Yi looked at me, and then at Shen Dali, as if he really thought that the two of us were teasing him, and leaned over uneasily, as if he wanted to show his courage with actions.

However, when he stood on the edge of the thief cave and glanced inward by the light of the flashlight, he suddenly exclaimed, and his body fell back violently, and he crawled backwards with his hands and feet together, embarrassed.

In the process, I only paid a little attention to Zhang Yi, and paid more attention to the face of the person in the tomb.

From beginning to end, the man didn't move, his eyelids didn't blink, he didn't even turn his eyeballs a little.

This discovery made me more certain of my previous suspicions, and I firmly believed that it was a dead man, but for some unknown reason, it actually appeared in this ancient tomb.

I said to Shen Dali: "Help me follow the order, I'll go in." ”

Shen Dali hurriedly came over to stop me, shouting for him to go in first to explore the way, but I pushed him away.

I propped my hands on the edge of the cave, and with a slight force, I leaned forward, half of my body was already in the tomb.

During this process, I kept an eye on the man's movements, and found that he was still in his previous posture as expected.

In this way, I was more relieved, and I quickened my movements, and after a rise and fall, I entered the ancient tomb with my feet on the floor tiles in the tomb.

"Bang!" The dull sound of my landing echoed through the burial chamber.

Although there is only one wall between the inside and outside of the tomb, the temperature difference is very large, and the inside is like a steamer, so I wonder if it is related to the pungent gas.

In fact, when entering this kind of tomb, you should wear a gas mask, but our gas mask has not had time to clean it up when we left the underground palace last time, and now we can only make do with masks.

I think back then, when I first entered this industry, because of insufficient preparation, I didn't have any protective measures and got into the fight, and I am still alive and kicking.

Maybe it's because I've been doing this business for a long time, I've seen more, and my awe for the ancients has become heavier and heavier. Or am I getting more and more afraid of death?

I stared at the man not far in front of me, but it was too dim to see really.

I raised my hand to the edge of the thief cave and said to Shen Dali, "Give me a flashlight." ”

Shen Dali's movements were very quick, and he quickly put the flashlight in my hand.

I quickly turned on the flashlight, put one hand into my backpack and took out the gourd cinnabar, and then used the beam of the flashlight to shine at the person in front of me.

However, the scene I saw couldn't help but make me gasp.

The man in front of me was, indeed, as I expected, a dead man, and a dead man who could no longer die.

He had only the upper half of his body, and somewhere from the waist down, a copper skewer was inserted into half of his body and penetrated, and the tip of the copper skewer protruded from the top of his head.

He was wearing Qin and Han dynasty clothes, but he was neat and not visible from the waist down, as if he had been cut off by a sharp weapon.

He combed his hair in a bun and stood it on the top of his head, so it can be seen that his hair is not very long, from which it can be preliminarily determined that this person should be a person before the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty "deposed a hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone" and demanded that his subordinates respect filial piety. In Confucianism, pay attention to the body, hair and skin, and receive the parents, so after that, both men and women should have long hair.

However, if it is really a person from a thousand years ago, and it is a corpse that has been cut in half, how can it be so lifelike until now?

You must know that corpses are easily infected by bacteria, and without special embalming treatment, let alone a thousand years, even a year, it is impossible to preserve.

Also, what I don't understand very much is that I deliberately chose the left room of the robbery hole instead of other locations, that is, based on experience, it was determined that this place should mainly be stacked with the burial items that the tomb owner loved during his lifetime, and the security was the highest.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen anything valuable yet, so I saw such a terrifying half-body first.

Could it be a wax figure? Will there be wax figures in that era?

I put on my gloves and slowly reached out and touched the man's arm, and found that it was still elastic, and it was a fresh corpse.

Suddenly, I felt a hand tap on my shoulder, and I almost jumped up.

I took a step to the side, turned my head sharply to look back, and saw Zhang Yi waving at me, and asked me in a low voice, "Fifth Master, what do you see?" Why haven't you moved for a long time? ”

Even though I knew he was worried about me, I was annoyed.

You know, his behavior can scare people to death.

I wanted to scold him a few words, but I put up with the swear words and put them back in my mouth. I waved my hand, didn't speak, and turned around to use the flashlight to observe the surroundings of this left room.

It didn't take long for me to feel the sweat wet my clothes and stick to my body, and I don't know if it was because of the sultry temperature inside, or because of my high level of nervousness.

In this room on the left side, which is less than ten square meters, there are no less than five corpses that are only half cut off, and they are like sculptures, posing in different poses.