Chapter 457: The Singing Monk (Part 3)
The road is not wide, it should only be enough for five or six people to walk side by side.
Because they were worried that there was a mechanism in the grave or an ambush left by the previous group, the four of them walked very slowly, and when they were moving forward, Wu Yi used a wolf's eye flashlight to observe whether there was anything valuable left on the walls of the road on both sides, but they found nothing.
After walking for about three or four minutes, Ye Wuxin, who was at the front, suddenly stopped, gestured and said,
"There is a stone gate in front, it seems to be ajar, you be careful, I'll go and explore the way first."
After saying that, he took the lead with a torch.
Wu Yi shone the flashlight light, and saw the stone gate five meters in front of him, just like Ye Wuxin said, the two stone door panels were not completely closed, but half-hidden, revealing a pitch-black gap, as for what was inside the stone door, it was not clear from the outside at all.
Ye Wuxin was very bold, and after walking over, he first knocked on a few fluorescent tubes, threw them through the gap between the two stone door panels, and then raised his foot and kicked on the stone door panel on the left side
I only heard a series of sound of friction between the stone door and the ground, and an opening appeared between the two stone doors for people to get into, Ye Wuxin leaned on the stone door, first slowly poked the torch in his hand in, waited for a while, and saw that there was no movement, so he quickly drilled in!
With the help of the light of Ye Wuxin's torch, Wu Yi stood outside the stone gate and could vaguely see some scenes inside, which seemed to be very empty, and he didn't see anything after looking at it for a while, until Ye Wuxin greeted him inside, Wu Yifang withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stone gate with the blind man and the moon.
Walking to the stone gate, Wu Yi noticed that the two stone doors were carved with some patterns, but they were all some mountains, rivers, white clouds and blue skies, and there were no carved characters.
As soon as they entered, Wu Yi and the blind man screamed almost in unison, and an almost unbearable strange smell came to their faces, this smell was like the smell of rotting corpses mixed with some mildew in the air.
When they were looking for anything good in the grave, several people saw that there was no poisonous smoke or anything like that, so they took off their gas masks, and then quickly took them out and put them on their heads.
Bai Yue was a little hindsight, and wrinkled her nose and sucked a few times before she made a bitter face, but she didn't know how to wear a gas mask, so Wu Yihao reached out to help her put it on.
"Damn, there's such a big smell here, Ye Wuxin, you don't know how to say hello in advance!"
Wu Yi complained casually, and then noticed that Ye Wuxin was standing in front of the stone wall not far away with a torch at this time, bowing his head and not saying a word, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
"What are you doing there?"
Wu said as he used a flashlight to shine around, but the area here should be not small, and nothing was illuminated by the flashlight's illumination range.
"Just come and see!"
Ye Wuxin stood there and whispered, his voice seemed to have some anger that could not be concealed.
"What's wrong?"
Wu Yi walked over curiously and took a picture on the ground, and found that there was nothing, and when he was confused, he heard Ye Wuxin grit his teeth and say,
"Look at the traces that have been pressed out of the ground, here, here, and here, it is obvious that there should have been very heavy objects in these positions before, and this weight was 100% bronze, but now there is nothing, all of them have been emptied by the previous batch of forced cubs, and there is nothing left!"
Wu Yiyi heard that Ye Wuxin was originally making a fuss about the matter of the underworld, shook his head and ignored him, but squatted down, took out the flare gun from his backpack, and after loading the flares, he fired a shot at the top.
It was only after the blinding glare contracted that the situation in the former burial pit was finally fully revealed!
Wu Yi looked up and only glanced at it, then stood in place, frozen!
The location of this former burial pit is indeed the deepest part of the entire burial pit, which has been artificially built very high and large, much more open than Wu Yi had just expected, even with the light of the flares, it can only illuminate all of this place.
What made Wu Yi stunned was not how many treasures there were in this former burial pit, but on both sides of this former burial pit.
On both sides of the former burial pit, a layer of slightly wider stone steps has been carved out, and the stone steps are paved with a layer of golden brocade, but due to the passage of time, most of the brocade has long since turned into a handful of fly ash, and its original appearance can only be imagined from some surviving strands of cloth hanging on it.
And on this layer of tattered brocade, there is a dense sand and blackened dried corpse, all of which are sitting upright, with their waists straight, and all of them have slightly open mouths, as if they are still reciting something in unison before they die, which looks creepy!
Ye Wuxin also recovered from his loss, and when he looked back, he was also very surprised,
"This ...... This is a burial pit for the living, there must be a hundred dried corpses here, what is the origin of the owner of the tomb, he made such a big pomp, is it an emperor? ”
Wu Yi really didn't expect to see this kind of scene, so he calmed down and said,
"Although the feng shui here is not bad, there is no imperial atmosphere in the royal tombs between the mountains and rivers, so the owner of the tomb will definitely not be a king."
As soon as Wu said, he walked over and carefully observed the appearance of these dried corpses, the movements of these dried corpses were the same, all of them were upright, their mouths were open, and they were still holding a rusty object in their left hands.
"These are lamas? No, isn't there a Buddha statue carved on the wall of the passage above, how can there be so many lamas sitting here? Could it be that the lama monk is a family? ”
The blind man's face wrinkled when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked Wu Yi what was going on, and after Wu Yi told him about the situation, the blind man suddenly seemed to think of something, and exclaimed,
"Wu Ye, this is not a lama, this is a singing monk, and what they are holding in their hands is not a prayer wheel, but a reincarnation cylinder for the transcendent soul to go to the Western Elysium!"