Guan Fatzi didn't go into great detail, in fact, no matter how detailed he said, for Wang Jin, what he could understand was really limited.

According to legend, Lu Ban, a craftsman from the Lu Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period, once made all kinds of wonderful machinery. A woodbird can fly in the sky for 3 days and 3 nights without falling. This seems like an exaggeration. However, the continuous evolution of human beings is based on whimsy, and the era we live in is an extraordinary period that is difficult to encounter even in thousands of years. As far as humans can go to the moon, it is enough to be lucky enough to be born in this era.

In the middle, the ability of Westerners to use physical knowledge is far ahead of the Chinese. Watt's invention of the steam engine, the steam engine itself is not important. The important thing is that Watt, through his knowledge of steam, acquired an idea of the interintegration of man and nature. A channel of interaction is formed between the energy and the human mind. The human mind has a carrier of real matter, thus breaking through the limitations of the body. And Watt's outstanding talent, the starting point is the seemingly absurd idea of a perpetual motion machine.

Therefore, it is not impossible for a living serial tomb to exist, but it should have a heart that beats forever.

Guan Fatman's ability to depict things, of course, is not like this. He's talking about a different routine. He didn't say anything about that. Rather, it tells about a fight that he once played. It was supposed to be a tomb from the Han Dynasty. There was a lot of maze in that tomb, and most of the people who went to Guan Fat Man did not survive. Guan Fatzi relied on brute force to escape by making a nearly 100-meter hole in the tomb tunnel. After going back, he drew a topographical map of the cave for Wu Ye from memory. From memory, a large part of it was not drawn. Wu Ye said at the time that the structure of this tomb is very similar to the Zhuge Bagua map. Guan Fatzi asked Wu Ye at the time, what is so powerful about this gossip map? Wu Ye told him that the Bagua Diagram was not invented by Zhuge Kongming, and he should have obtained it from his teacher. Use it yourself in the formation. If you only draw the Bagua diagram on the ground, such a maze is dead. It can only be difficult for the opponent for an hour, and after a little study, it will not work next time. The formation of the evolution of the Bagua diagram is all based on a word change. This aspect is now long gone.

At this time, the bearded man asked: There is a key question that you didn't say. What is the similarity between the tomb and this place? Will the room change its orientation as well? Is the core mechanism a group of imps constantly pushing a large grinding disc? When Guan Fatzi heard him say this, he was dumb.

Shao Zhuang asked Guan Fatzi to talk about these things just now, but he didn't stop. He probed inside the other three doors. At this time, he turned around, and the three of them saw that his face seemed a little strange: Guan Ye is right, we really ran into a ghost. It's a shame that he said it, otherwise we would have to go on the road. As he spoke, he snatched a half-eaten box of canned luncheon meat from Guan Fatzi's hand, beckoned to Jin Dabeard and Wang Jin, and consciously let them pass.

When the two came to the fan where Shao Zhuang was, Shao Zhuang said: Look at it. The can in his hand was thrown into the room. With the sound of the canned food box falling to the ground, the four people heard a series of creaking sounds at the same time. Then there was a series of dings, as if it was raining in the house. However, calm soon returned.

Wang Jin's eyesight was much better than the other three, and he saw a pile of metal balls falling on the ground. The balls are all spiky with spikes. One happened to roll down to the closest place to the door, Wang Jin couldn't help but want to pick it up, but was stopped by Shao Zhuang: You don't want to live anymore? See the blood seal the throat! Before he could finish his words, he heard a boom, and a wave of heat poured into the room where the four people were. The crowd almost fell to the ground. By the time I looked into the room again, the balls had already flown up a lot and had been nailed into the wall.

Wang Jin saw it and stuck out his tongue. Shao Zhuang came to the next door again. Pointing inside, the mechanism of this room is a pit, and when people step on it, the whole floor will be flipped over like a flipper. Underneath that were steel nails more than a foot long. I'm not going to show you that! As he spoke, he walked to the door of the remaining room, and the other three people quickly followed. Shao Zhuang poked the torch inside and asked Wang Jin: Do you see any difference between the walls of this room and other rooms?

After listening to Shao Zhuang's words, Wang Jin noticed that on the two walls of this room, there were some lighter-colored circles on each side. It's not a crossbow, it's a log. Once a person enters the trap and sets it off, it will be very painful to die. Shao Zhuang, he took the equipment that looked like a hair dryer that Guan Fat Man had shown everyone before, and compared the distance. On one wall of the room where he was located, he activated the equipment. It didn't take long for the machine to react. Shao Zhuang asked Guan Fatzi to take out the black box and connect the data cable. Although the screen is black and white, Wang Jindu can vaguely see clearly, and in the place behind the wall, there is a row of stick-mounted objects with the thickness of a bowl, which is horizontal there.

Jin Dabeard already knew that it was powerful at this time, and he was silent silently. Guan Fatzi went over and said to him: You believe it this time. I said it was from the Song Dynasty. The Song people love to do this trick the most. As long as the tomb of the Song Dynasty is a person with a little fame or some wealth, these will be arranged in the tomb.

All this happening in front of us disrupted four previous plans. Although the golden beard is extremely arrogant, he also knows that it is powerful at this time. He kept wandering in front of these three doors for a long time, and finally took out his strange ruler. I measured the size of these three doors seriously, but I didn't find anything special. The three doors are about the same size, but they are not absolutely consistent, and they differ by a few centimeters. He felt that the ghost place in front of him that looked like a tomb but not a tomb, and a house that did not look like a house was really incomprehensible.

First of all, the age of the building, if the whole mountain is empty, it is all filled with such houses. That should be more than the hundreds that Shao Zhuang said. God, there should be thousands. If there are so many of them, then there is no need for any ghost grinding at all, and it is very likely that Shao Zhuang and the others will be confused by themselves. However, how much manpower is required for so many houses. He racked his brains and thought for a long time, but he never found any clues in the historical knowledge he knew, and he had never heard of any major historical events happening here, which was too unremarkable.

Besides, what is this? He even considered the angle of the troops to fight, these houses were not suitable at all, they were too small. You say it's a serial tomb, there are no such simple sacrifices. You call it rudimentary, he has seen three rooms that can be turned off. According to Shao Zhuang, it is estimated that more than half of the houses are organized. From this point of view, Wu Ye and the people behind him obviously spent a lot of financial and material resources trying to find something here, so they have a reason. But what are they looking for? If Shao Zhuang said that they came here more than ten years ago, it would definitely not be what this group of people are looking for now. What exactly are they looking for? He was pondering there alone, and suddenly Wang Jin on the side asked an inexplicable question.

Have you ever poured a family fight? If so, what is that called? Wang Jin finished speaking, looking at the reflections of the other three people. He was the only one who could think so. The place was completely foreign to him. The so-called strangeness means that he has never experienced an inverted fight, and he is not limited by a fixed pattern. And his Wang family is buried in the bones under the Immortal Peak in southern Sichuan, and more than ten generations are buried. If this is also a place where a family or a group of people bury the remains of their ancestors, then it is understandable how much manpower is spent over the years. However, he felt unsure of what he was thinking, and just spoke up to see what others thought.

Shao Zhuang spoke first: It shouldn't be. This is not what I said, this is what Wu Ye said.

Guan Fatzi followed and hummed on the side, and nodded: Wu Ye said, this is not a family or sect matter. The contents can span thousands of years. Well, from the earliest Han Dynasty to the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were people here who excavated and expanded in a short time. By the way, did you see the tribulus terrestris that was stimulated? That kind of power is no longer the power that crude gunpowder can reach, it is the power that only primitive explosives have. The mechanism of that room should have been arranged by someone at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and if it was too early, the explosives would have failed. However, the erosion on these stone walls can't be weathered in two or three hundred years, is it?

As he spoke, Guan Fatzi also stood up and kept circling around the room. Suddenly, he thought of a point: Could it be that the house itself is a mechanism? Without waiting for anyone else to speak, he continued: "It's a pocket." It's for people like us who have been here more than once, my ancestor. Think about it, Shao Ye and I brought you here, Lao Jin, don't you think it's easy. We walked through the houses one by one, and it took me months to find them. Shao Ye, do you also have such an idea now, that is, no matter what room, how many doors, there must be a room without organs. If you just walked through two of these three doors and triggered the mechanism, would you not want to walk into the third door?

When Shao Zhuang heard this, goosebumps fell all over his body, and he couldn't help scolding: Who wants to come up with this, it's too insidious and vicious.

"Pockets, pockets", the golden bearded man kept chattering in his mouth, and suddenly shouted: No, hurry up. I know what this place is for. This is a fucking ghost city, a prison where the fuck pretends to be a ghost. This pocket trick is something that only these people can think of. Wu Ye is going to be in big trouble, let's go quickly.