Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sweat and Blood (1)

Tomb of Lee.

Sure enough, it was a tomb dug out of the stone, and Qin Beiyang's lung lobes were about to be burned through by cancer cells, and he was paralyzed and breathed heavily, as if a drowning person had been rescued by artificial respiration. Nine Colors circled around him, and Wolfna lifted his head and neck and poured him a cowhide bag of water.

Qin Beiyang came back to his senses, his blood vessels regained their strength, and a carp stood up. In order to guard against the White Russians who were the first to arrive, the little king took out his pistol and opened the way, and the nine colors went to the front again.

The tomb was built as if it could run a horse-drawn carriage, but the stone walls were simple and smooth, and there were no complicated decorations. At the end of the ramp cemetery, the door of the burial chamber has been blasted open by the White Russians, and the granite slabs are shattered, which is even more hateful than that of tomb robbers.

The nine colors have changed into snow-white antlers, and bronze scale armor has grown all over the body, becoming a young Qilin Town tomb beast.

The glass fireball slowly flew around, illuminating the grand structure of the dungeon. In the Han Dynasty, most of the tombs were pit wooden coffins, usually digging a rectangular soil pit vertically down from the ground, and then digging out the tomb horizontally, and using bricks to build up a burial chamber for placing coffins. But there are also particularly huge royal tombs, where coffins with yellow intestines are built directly in the stones. The so-called yellow intestine is the peeled cypress, the amount is extremely huge, the Altai Mountains do not see the pine and cypress, it is estimated that it will not be this shape.

Wolfna entered the Chinese tomb for the second time, still hiding behind Qin Beiyang and shivering. The door of the tomb was full of sand, and the little king was almost completely trapped in it, like the most dangerous quicksand in the desert. Fortunately, under Qin Beiyang's arrangement, everyone had ropes tied around their waists. He forcibly dragged the little king back from the sand. Timur's face was pale, his face was full of grains of sand, and he had eaten a lot of soil in his mouth, and if he had been a few seconds late, he would have suffocated to death.

"Dead ...... People ......" Xiao Junwang gasped a few times in a row and lay on Qin Beiyang's arm, "I touched many dead people at the bottom of the quicksand. ”

"Ancients who were martyred?"

"I don't know, but the corpse is not cold yet, the joints can be turned, and the beard and hair on the face are all there! Nor is it a mummy. ”

Qin Beiyang does not believe in evil. The tomb brought him life and refreshed him. He took care of the little king and wolfna to hold the rope for him, and he dived into the quicksand with the town's tomb beast Nine Colors to have a look. He took a breath as if he were diving into the depths of the ocean. As long as there are nine colors on the side, you can save the day. The nine colors opened the way with their antlers, and the quicksand flowed like the sea, flowing from both sides of them, and at the same time rushing to their faces. The glass fireball burned brightly, allowing him to see the truth clearly under the yellow sand.

He saw the dead.

Pale face, wearing a large cap, tattered military uniform, the face of a White Russian. This man was bleeding from all his orifices, and his eyes and mouth were full of sand, as if he were buried alive, and he must have died in agony. Not only this corpse, but all freshly dead White Russians, piled up at the bottom of the quicksand, with weapons on their bodies. Some of their arms and fingers were broken, tangled with each other, desperate struggles before they died......

Before his last breath was exhausted, Qin Beiyang surfaced on the surface of the quicksand, hugged the red mane of the town's tomb beast, and gasped: "The White Russian expedition has been wiped out. ”

He spoke Russian again, and Wolfna covered her mouth: "And what about Ivanov? ”

"I can't look at every body, but he's probably dead." Qin Beiyang said another Chinese saying, "Take the blame!" ”

Before the words fell, a rustling sound sounded above the head of the underground palace, which sounded like a drizzle at first, and soon became a sandstorm, falling piles of yellow sand everywhere, and the whole tomb was like an overturned hourglass bottle.

"Oops!"

The little king beckoned everyone to hurry up and flee for their lives, but the top of the tomb was also pouring quicksand like a waterfall, blocking the escape route. They went back to the dungeon, and in just half a minute, the quicksand had piled up dozens of centimeters high, buried in everyone's waist, like a shipwreck's cabin flooded. The nine colors were almost buried and could not be seen. The killing mechanism in this tomb is quicksand, and Wolfna has been buried to her neck, and the corners of her eyes are full of tears, and she still seems to be greedy for life.

"Nine colors!" Qin Beiyang shouted hoarsely, "Go to the wall!" ”

The town's tomb beast rushed out of the quicksand and actually climbed the wall of the dungeon. Its four claws, which were originally just hooves, suddenly grew sharp hooks, like nails for rock climbing. Qin Beiyang grabbed Jiuse's neck, dragged Wolfna up, and finally Timur, the king of the little county. All three of them grabbed the nine colors, like grasping a life-saving straw, sticking to the wall like a gecko. But the quicksand kept rising, catching up with the waist again.

"Nine colors, can you still go up?"

The body of the town tomb beast emits heat, after all, it has several spirit stones in its body, and it has several times the strength of other town tomb beasts. It climbed to the top of the dungeon with three large living people, all secured by the claws of its limbs. At this time, Qin Beiyang, Xiaojunwang, and Wolfna were suspended in mid-air, like three human chandeliers.

The quicksand rises again, and sooner or later it will fill the underground palace, leaving no gaps left. Wolfna's arm strength was thin, and her hands and forearms swayed, and she was almost unable to support it, and she was about to fall......

At the last moment, Qin Beiyang found that on the top of the underground palace, a faint reflection flashed. The nine-colored glass fireball flew towards this light, and actually illuminated a few crystals, like a multi-prism.

The town's gravebeast dragged three suspended men and stepped over the ceiling step by step, struggling to defy gravity.

Quicksand is buried again up to the neck. Qin Beiyang grabbed the nine colors with one hand, and pulled out the three-foot Tang knife with the other, and smashed these crystals with force. There will be no crystal in the geological structure of this mountain, it must have been installed when the tomb was built, and sure enough, there is an exit behind it.

The little king was the first to crawl out, and he grabbed Wolfna's arm and dragged her out as well. Qin Beiyang ate two mouthfuls of sand and escaped before suffocating, and the last one was the nine colors.

Two men, a woman and a beast, their bodies and faces and hair were full of sand, and they fell to the ground and gasped for breath. Breathing the air in the ancient tomb is a panacea for Qin Beiyang. Wolfna's arm trembled, almost cramping.

The second underground palace.

There was no quicksand again, and the nine-colored glazed fireball flashed, only to see that the walls of the underground palace were carved with common portrait stones in the Han Dynasty.

Qin Beiyang has seen the rubbings of portrait stones, which mostly depict the daily life of the people of the Han Dynasty, from ushering in and sending to banquets, weddings and funerals, bells and food, birds and animals. There are also historical stories and fairy worlds, the four gods of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, the Xuanwu Gods, the Fuxi Nuwa, the Queen Mother of the West, the Three-legged Black, the Nine-Tailed Fox and other demons and monsters......

But on the portrait stone of the Li Mausoleum, a completely different nomadic life of the steppe is depicted. In the desert wilderness, flying sand and rocks, thousands of horses galloping. The tents of the Huns, the knights who bent their bows and shot eagles, the frozen North Sea. There is also a painting on the stone of an old man dressed in Han costume, surrounded by a flock of lambs, marked with the name "Su Wu".

Su Wu shepherd? And this "North Sea" is the distant Lake Baikal. Qin Beiyang remembered that on the frozen lake, he saw thousands of zombies frozen to death, including Wolfna's son.

Next to the next stone slab, depicting a man wearing Xiongnu costumes, next to the word "Li Ling", is the owner of the tomb here. Li Ling and Su Wu got together to drink, and said goodbye on the grassland. Here is the allusion of "Su Li crying goodbye". Su Wu sent an envoy to the Huns, herding sheep on the shore of Lake Baikal for 19 years without yielding, and finally got the opportunity to go home, Li Ling arranged a banquet to bid farewell to Su Wu-

"People from foreign lands, don't be able to do it for a long time! The mausoleum danced, and the song said: The path is thousands of miles away from the sand curtain, and the Huns are fighting for the king. The road is desperate and the arrows are destroyed, and the soldiers are famous. The old mother is dead, although she wants to repay the kindness, she will return in peace! Ling wept a few lines, because of the military duel. ”

Sima Qian's "Historical Records" recorded this dialogue, which is the famous Li Ling's "Farewell Song".

This portrait stone in the underground palace is probably also a portrayal of Li Ling's heart before his death, and it can even be described as a confession of self-justification.

Qin Beiyang was a little sad, he had lived in Russia, wandered in the Mongolian steppe, and been away from his hometown for many years, how could it not be Li Ling's mood?

Suddenly, he noticed a thief hole in the top of his head, I don't know what age it was formed? It's unsettling.

Walking through the museum-like underground palace of the portrait stone, Qin Beiyang had no time to watch them one by one.

Under the door of the tomb, the glass fireball shone inside, and the third underground palace was found.