"The gate? What gates? After listening to what I said, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and then looked around.

Soon, the fat man paid attention to the bronze ancient door on the right side, and suddenly became excited again, so he picked up the black mallet and ran towards the bronze ancient door, stuffing the black mallet into the crotch of his pants as he ran.

Cao Bingyin also stood up, and we followed the fat man to the door of the bronze ancient gate, and now it was time to go in, the fat man had already woken up, and it seemed that the big guys were almost rested.

"How did you open such a big door, I remember when we came in, wasn't it closed to death?" The fat man looked at the one-meter door crack in the middle, first amazed, and then when he saw the passage and the pit of the figurines inside, he was also stunned, and then said: "Good girl, are we entering the tomb of Qin Shi Huang, why are there so many terracotta warriors." ”

"We pushed the gate open, these are terracotta warriors, why didn't I see a horse? I really feel a little strange when you say that. "I stood beside the fat man, and looked into the passage again, and found that it was really the same as I said, and I could only see rows of terracotta warriors stretching backwards, but there were no horses or carts or anything like that.

"Maybe the cavalry was not popular at that time, horses were too extravagant to be used by the entire army, but how do these terracotta warriors feel weird, why are they all staring at the fat man, which makes the fat man my heart furry." The fat man shuddered, this feeling is not only him, anyone standing at the door of this bronze ancient gate has the feeling of being stared at by countless people, and the strange thing is that those terracotta warriors are not people.

I looked at Yan Jing, intending to let this expert explain, but Yan Jing also frowned, and seemed to be unable to understand the meaning, seeing me staring at her, so he said: "In historical records, this kind of figurines used for burial first appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is also used for its human-like appearance. But most of the figurines at that time were wooden figurines, and the concept was in that era, just like the current robots, which really replaced the slaves and buried them, also called puppets, and were used more in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and reached their peak in the Qin Dynasty, the terracotta warriors unearthed by Qin Shi Huang were just the tip of the iceberg, and more were buried underground. ”

"The history of the archaeological community is often rewritten, but it is not necessary to keep pace with the times, so let's say that we have made a contribution, hehe, what are you waiting for, go in and see what treasures are in it." The fat man is naturally not interested in the archaeological world, of course, I have no interest, after all, my major is only a little bit related to archaeology, and there is no emotion or affection.

The fat man took the lead, as I said before, even if the fat man was the only one here, he would dare to go in and touch things under the gaze of the thousands of soldiers, not to mention that there were a group of us following behind.

And we all packed up our equipment, but before I went in, I looked at the mountain of artifacts, sighed, and then followed the fat man, and when we entered, we didn't have to worry about the sticky tentacles on the walls anymore.

The curtain wall inside this passage is quite clean, and I don't know what is painted on it, but the nature of light absorption is surprisingly good, and I think if we don't use a flashlight but a torch or something, this visibility can be a few meters good.

In order not to waste resources, only five flashlights were lit, one of the fat people in the front was the first one, one was also held after the beard was broken in the back, and the remaining three were one for me, Bai Mei and Yan Jing.

The light of the flashlight staggered back and forth, forming another scene in the passage, the more the width of the passage felt that the further it went, the narrower it became, and the terracotta warriors in the ditch on both sides also decreased, at first seven were in a row, now five in a row, and the size of the terracotta warriors themselves has not changed, so the facts prove to be eloquent, and I am not dazzled.

Continue to walk forward for a while, the passage is narrower, and the terracotta warriors on both sides are also reduced to three, but there are more hidden grooves on the curtain wall, and a very neat small round hole appears in front of us, I feel that this should be the kind of crossbow arrow, which will shoot arrows directly from it to take people's lives.

From the point where those round holes appeared, at intervals, there began to be a dark lamp, and we can now only reach out our hands, and it doesn't take a lot of effort to reach the dark lamp on the curtain wall.

It's just that these dark lamps are too old, they must not be lit, and the oil in the lamp plate has long been weathered, and there is no slag left.

Our speed can be described as very slow, and the fat man is still in front, but he also seems to sense that something is not quite right there, so he has spent a lot of time looking at the round holes and dark lamps on both sides.

And we have a very tacit understanding that no one spoke, and the nerves of the big guy collapsed, after all, in the ever-changing ancient tomb, it is not here to play on vacation, at this time, not to mention that a needle falling on the ground can be heard, and it is almost the same, but you can hear each other's breathing and heartbeat.

"Giggle......

At this moment, all of a sudden, there was a slight gurgling sound, and although it was not loud, everyone heard it!

"Turn around and crouch down with your head in your hands!" Suddenly, I saw Cao Bingyan, who was following the fat man, dragging the fat man, and then ignoring the fat man's stunned look, he suddenly flipped and directly put the fat man on the ground, and at the same time, a swishing sound sounded in the air.

I scolded secretly, and according to what Cao Bingyin said, I turned around and lay on the ground with a headshot, because we were all carrying large mountaineering backpacks, which were enough to cover the whole person, as long as we protected our legs, we could use this treasure as a shield.

I couldn't see anything after that, only the brown marble floor under my feet, which was a little cold to the touch, and then the two sides began to be densely packed with arrows, and many flew directly over my head, so I kept my head at the same level as my backpack.

From the sound of arrows breaking through the air, I know how big this formation is, our group of people suddenly lay on the ground like a turtle with a shrunken head, and there was a figure flying up and down behind it, I cautiously glanced at the past, and found that Cao Bingyan was holding a few arrows in his hand, so he used those arrows as weapons, and between dancing back and forth, he blocked a lot of arrows.

After all, this thing is not a machine gun, and it will not be used after a spring shot, so after this rain of arrows, there is no need to worry about the follow-up, but we were all shot into hedgehogs, and the backpacks were full of sticks, just like the African flathead and the porcupine fight.

(End of chapter)