||->-> Chapter 410 of the main text is deboned

In the narrow passage, Bai Gu suddenly met, Ding Ermiao hurriedly stopped and looked closely.

Gu Qinglan then followed, and when she saw that the white bone was still laughing, she couldn't help but scream, retreated sharply, and collided with Wu Zhanzhan behind her.

"Sister Lan, don't be afraid...... Ding Ermiao stared at the white bones a few times, and said to Gu Qinglan behind him: "My junior sister and I are here, not to mention a white bone, even a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, it can also keep you safe and sound." ”

Wu Zhanzhan looked around vigilantly, and said, "That's it, Gu Qinglan, don't be afraid." ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just an instinctive reaction......" Gu Qinglan smiled embarrassedly.

"I heard that you are also a master of tomb robbing, so when you entered the tomb before, you were so surprised?" Wu Zhanzhan stepped forward and took Gu Qinglan's hand.

Gu Qinglan shook her head and said, "That's not true, I rarely do risky things, before entering the tomb, I was mentally prepared, and when I opened the museum to see the corpse, I naturally wouldn't shout." I saw this white bone just now, so I couldn't help but scream......"

&n—Wan—Book—Bar—Novelbsp; At this moment, Ding Ermiao had already taken off the headlamp and held it in his hand, walked in front of the white bones, and looked carefully. The white bones were attached to the stone wall, and the whole shook slightly, like a pendulum.

Ding Ermiao held the headlamp and looked left and right, and suddenly said: "This is a person who was sucked in by the wind, sticking to the wall and gradually decaying, and finally the clothes and skin and flesh were all gone, and only this skeleton remained." Because the tendons are connected, the skeleton has not yet dispersed. Judging by the bones, it was a woman. ”

"Then why is she smiling?" Gu Qinglan and Wu Zhanzhan walked over together and asked in a low voice.

"It's not that she's laughing, it's that there are vents in the back, and in some of them, there are bagpipes. When the mountain wind pours in, it will make a ghost scream. Ding Ermiao shone the light on the stone wall next to the white bone skull and motioned for Gu Qinglan to come and see.

Gu Qinglan took a closer look, and sure enough, on the stone wall, there were dozens of small holes arranged in a messy manner, with the thickness of a finger.

Ding Ermiao used his hands to tinker with a slightly thicker hole for a long time, and took out a small object. Under the light, the object was a round tube that ran through both ends, but it was more than three inches long, the thickness of the index finger, and the whole body was blue-green patina. There are three small holes dug into it, which looks like a piccolo.

"Is this the thing, screaming?" Gu Qinglan asked.

"It should be." Ding Ermiao put the copper pipe to his mouth and blew it out in one breath. Sure enough, a ghost cry came out: "Babbling babbling ......"

Gu Qinglan wiped a handful of sweat, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "It turns out that I have always been scaring myself. There are no ghosts here, it's the bagpipes pretending to be ghosts. ”

Wu Zhanzhan also looked at it repeatedly, frowned, and said, "Why did this woman die here?" Who arranged these bagpipes in this passage? ”

"This woman has not been dead for a long time, about twenty or thirty years. Why he died here, I don't know. Ding Ermiao pointed to the skeleton, raised the bagpipes in his hand, and said, "The bagpipes have some history, they are made of bronze." ”

Saying that, Ding Ermiao grabbed the two shoulder bones of the skeleton and pushed hard. The skeleton fell to the ground in response, and on the stone wall behind it, more wind holes were exposed, and the mountain wind whistled into it, and the ghosts screamed again and again.

Sure enough, this poor woman was sucked on the stone wall by the huge wind.

I checked it with my headlamp, but I found that the wind holes were not straight, and I didn't know where it led.

Ding Ermiao leaned his back against the stone wall and tried his strength. Leaning up, I suddenly felt that the mountain wind was coming, and the oppressed chest was a faint pain, and my breathing was a little difficult.

After struggling to struggle, Ding Ermiao escaped from the suction of the wind hole, stood on the side, and said: "No wonder this woman can't escape, this wind power is really domineering." ”

Gu Qinglan took the bagpipes, looked at them for a long time, and then sharpened them on the ground before saying:

"This kind of copper was produced by the process of the Warring States period. From this point of view, this passage has been around for more than 2,000 years....... The use of wind to kill people, the use of bagpipes to scare people, it is terrible, the wisdom and strength of the ancients. ”

Ding Ermiao was silent. Just now on the cliff, based on the nine waterfalls, it is speculated that there should be an imperial tomb in the valley. Then this passage, so magical, must be related to the Imperial Mausoleum.

Apart from the emperor, who has such a large amount of manpower and material resources to build such a passage? Even if this passage is a naturally generated subject, it is not something that ordinary people can do to transform it into its current appearance.

"Could it be that this passage has something to do with the imperial mausoleum here?" Wu Zhanzhan also thought of this question and blurted out.

Gu Qinglan also nodded: "This speculation is more reasonable. In this way, the emperor's mausoleum here is also buried with an emperor from the Warring States Period? ”

The three of them stood at the bend of the passage, deliberating for a long time, and they didn't figure out a clue, after all, the information they have at present is too limited.

"Go ahead and see where this passage leads." Wu Zhanzhan said.

Gu Qinglan didn't move, pointed to those wind holes and said, "I think these wind holes should be blocked, so that the mountain wind that pours in will be smaller, not so cold, and not so noisy." ”

"It's okay......" Ding Ermiao looked at the ground, trying to find something to block these wind holes.

But the ground was clean, and there was no floating earth and gravel at all. Gu Qinglan raised the sapper shovel and slashed a few times on the stone wall, but the stone wall was hard, and the sparks from the chopping were straight out, and there were no broken stone chips.

"There's no way, dismantle this skeleton and plug the wind hole with broken bones." Wu Zhanzhan said.

Ding Ermiao sighed, so he had to do it. This poor woman, after she dies, will have her bones removed, which is really a bit unbearable.

The three of them worked together to dismantle the skeleton and block part of the wind holes with finger bones and phalanges. The wind in the cave finally dropped, and the ghost screams were much less.

Because the materials were not suitable, Ding Ermiao and the three of them were busy for a long time, but they still did not completely block these wind holes.

"Forget it, let's move on." Wu Zhanzhan was anxious and said, "It's been delayed for a long time, if you don't press it tight, it's easy to get dark." ”

Ding Ermiao and Gu Qinglan stopped their movements together, wiped their hands on their clothes, and continued to move forward. If it is delayed any longer, the power of the headlamp will not be able to support it.

In order to save electricity, Gu Qinglan and Wu Zhanzhan behind Ding Ermiao turned off their headlights and followed Ding Ermiao slowly.

Spiraling down the passage, it feels lower and lower. After turning two more corners, the road under his feet gradually took on the shape of steps, extending downward step by step.

The further down you go, the more neat and angular the steps become. Moreover, the ground and the overhead, as well as the stone walls on both sides, were glowing with a layer of scarlet light under the illumination of the headlamp.

Ambilight and weird.