After being counted down by me, Ge Zhuang put away the sapper shovel, grinned a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said with a smile Little pumpkin, don't be angry, I'm joking. I said fatty, stop playing, it's important to do business, save your strength to find the tomb crossing, whether you can find Tai Sui and go back to treat the old man, it depends on this time.

Seeing me talking about business, Ge Zhuang's hippie smiling expression converged a lot, and he nodded busily.

Then we returned to Chen Yun's side, and saw that she was slowly looking along the stone wall, the double-strand fork was held in her hand, and the rotting corpses everywhere she passed gave way, but it went very well, she held a small hammer in her hand, chiseled around the stone wall, and then walked to the place where I picked up the double-strand fork before, saying that only the pick-up here is different from other places, I guess the entrance to the tomb should be here.

I walked over and asked puzzledly, "You said that Professor Yang and Xiaoyue have also been here, it stands to reason that they must have gone down to the tomb, why can't they find the hole that the previous group of people knocked down?" Chen Yun looked angry and said that there was no record of this small valley in the notes, indicating that the location of their tomb was inconsistent with what we were looking for, and the entrance to the tomb may not be more than the same place.

I nodded, if this is the case, then you will have to be more careful when you go to the tomb, the previous encounters speak for themselves, facing the ancient tombs that have been silent for thousands of years, my heart is heavy, there is a sudden sense of fear, I believe that everyone's hearts are similar to mine.

Ge Zhuang raised a question, saying that the stone wall here is so thick, how to dig it? I'm afraid I can't hit the bottom with just a few sapper shovels. Lao Zhong patted the duffel bag and said that I have *, as long as I mix the appropriate dosage and blow up a gap, I can naturally get in.

I looked up at the stone wall above the valley, the whole mountain was very thick, not as thin as the Sharp Knife Gorge, as long as the dosage of * was in place, the chance of causing a landslide should not be too great, so I nodded and agreed.

Then everyone stepped back, leaving enough space for Lao Zhong, he took apart a few pieces, freed up *, mixed some yellow and black powder, and made a simple * bag - people who have been on the battlefield are different after all, Lao Zhong is not an expert in this area, but the skill of configurable * is very skillful, and there is no hand at all.

After the * was matched, Lao Zhong took a hammer to dig a small hole in the mountain wall, filled and buried the *, and covered it in the small hole, and then buried the lead, the lead is very long, extending more than ten meters, which is to facilitate escape, the weight of * is very sufficient, if he can't open up enough safety distance, even he himself will be affected.

After the old bell rang the matchbox, a little towards the lead, the front of the "zizilala" straight spark, he did not delay at all, turned around and ran towards us, shouting that they were all lying down, about to explode.

Ten seconds later, the lead burned to the bottom, and the old bell hurriedly passed by me, I reached out and took him, and he lay down there, holding down Ge Zhuang's raised head with his hand, and said don't look, lie down!

Collapse!

The explosion gap was filled with gunsmoke, and the splashing was like a torrent, accompanied by the rolling and agitated yellow sand, and the dust was on it, permeating and piling up in the small valley.

The smell of your doping in the air, we all buried our heads very low, and the top of our heads were crumbling fine gravel blocks, scattered in the air like flying locusts, and the gravel fell to the ground, making a dense "crackling" sound, and the valley stone walls rattled, and we felt that the ground had a slight trembling feeling, but the scale was not large, and it was not as exaggerated as the movie was staged.

It's the first time I've seen it with my own eyes, and I feel that many film and television dramas have publicized this scene too magnificently, in fact, as long as the cannon and eye are filled very well, it is impossible to see the flying sparks, it is a puff of white smoke, and the rising heat wave is mixed with dense yellow sand, which is far less shocking than what you see in the movie.

I think this movement is very small, and when all the gravel on the top of my head falls, I turn around and ask the old clock, will it be * Less? Lao Zhong said that this is enough, and it is not a movie, how can there be that kind of effect of landslide and mountain destruction, everyone should be careful and go up and take a look.

After the smoke cleared, the team picked up all the equipment, walked towards the place where the old bell was loaded with cannons and eyes, looked along the mountain wall, and was a little shocked in their hearts, the hole that exploded was not wide, less than half a meter in diameter, but it extended in addition to countless dense cracks, crawling along the narrow stone, and there were traces of cracks everywhere.

Sure enough, as Lao Zhong said, if this * is put too much, it will lead to a chain reaction when the gap is blown up, and maybe the stone wall of the entire mountain will collapse, which will be counterproductive.

Lao Zhong said don't ink, everyone clean up the gravel one by one, first open the thief hole, the soil in this place is unstable, and there will be stones falling on the door of the head, hurry up, start work!

Ge Zhuang and I took the sapper shovel, first shoveled away the larger stones, fortunately, the stone wall did not run through the entire valley, and the outermost layer of soft sand was blown up, the soil was moist and some black, after I put a few shovels, I put the sand that exuded a strong earthy smell to the tip of my nose, sniffed, frowned and said that it was a heavy fishy smell, why did there seem to be blood in the soil?

Chen Yun pointed to the rocky pit on the mountain wall, and said that these rotting corpses had crawled out of it before, and it was estimated that it belonged to some kind of mysterious burial ritual, and I guess the reason why the soil here is black is because of the large-scale slaughter of slaves during the burial, and then they all filled in the rocky pit on our heads, and the blood of the dead gradually penetrated down, and the soil below was blackened.

Ge Zhuang smacked his tongue, saying how many people do you have to kill to dye like this, if you want me to say, this surnamed Di is not a good bird, why do these ancient people like to sacrifice living people so much?

Chen Yun almost amused him, saying fatty, what are you talking nonsense? What is the surname? That's Di Jun, Di Jun is an ancient surname, and it is also an identity, which cannot be taken apart. Besides, the ancients naturally had a certain reason for the burial of the ancients, and now people feel cruel, because of the evolution of historical development, which gradually allows us to enter a higher level of civilization and have a sense of respect for life, but there is no such thing in the consciousness of the ancients.

We pried open the rocks outside the pit, and gradually dug out a small pit, the pit was very deep, the inside was black and pressed, and there was a thick sulfuric acid like acid and rotten gas, Ge Zhuang and I couldn't stand it, so we quickly threw away the shovel and ran out of the hole to gasp, Lu Chuan coughed again and again, and the lung tube almost coughed up blood.

"No, there is too much poisonous gas down there, if you continue like this, you will be looking for death, and you have to wait." While panting, I took out the hexagonal ghost lamp left by the second master, and found a yellow cloth to wipe it gently.

Ge Zhuang took a few deep breaths, and when he saw that I was carrying this lamp with me, he asked me, "Little pumpkin, what are you doing with a bunch of rags?" ”