"Blood?"

"Yes, it's definitely blood, someone has poured a lot of blood on the iron plate, and more than once, this blood is a layer of dry, and another layer is poured, so I don't know how many times it has been poured to accumulate so thick." I said, looking at the lines on the iron plate, I instantly realized what was going on, "Look at these groove patterns, I have seen similar things before, these are blood troughs, this is not an ordinary iron plate, this is a sacrificial plate." ”

In order to test my theory, I immediately took out my kettle and began to pour water on the iron plate, I poured it very carefully, and under the illumination of the light, the color of the water was a bit like some mysterious liquid in ancient times, flashing with yellow light on the lines, rapidly expanding.

When I see the way the water flows, I'm almost certain that the patterns are designed, and the way the water flows on the lines has a strange and harmonious beauty.

The water seems to be alive and blooms into a wonderful pattern on the iron plate, and then flows down the side of the iron plate along the surrounding lines of the iron plate. Strangely, after passing through the side, they did not drip to the ground, but flowed down the side to the bottom of the iron plate, and continued to flow along the pattern at the bottom, converging on the shaft.

This is because of the tension of the water. There are more impurities in the blood, the tension is greater, and the red blood should flow more beautifully against the bottom of the iron plate.

"That's how it works." Xiaohua has seen the world, but she is not surprised, "Could it be that we also want to make so much blood?" ”

I don't know this, I touched the iron plate, and the wet blood began to melt, and it felt relatively fresh, probably spilled when Lao Jiumen came in.

Tomb robbers will not talk about this kind of blood sacrifice and other rules, and in this kind of place, although it is not an ancient tomb, it is still unlucky to have blood, if Lao Jiumen entered here back then, he was drenched in blood on this iron plate, there must be other reasons. I don't have a clue right now, so I might have to give it a try.

I thought maybe there was some mechanism under the plate that could be activated by blood.

It's not hard to deconstruct it, this mechanism may use the viscosity of blood, and use blood as a medium on these lines, and I believe that ancient technology can do it. As long as the texture is cleverly designed, the flow rate of water or other liquids will be completely different.

I was about to hang Xiaohua out and ask him to ask the people below to get some blood, but Xiaohua touched the melted bloodstains and suddenly asked, "Wait a minute, what kind of blood is this?" ”

"What blood?"

"If it's pig blood, dog blood is easy to do, but if it's human blood, it's hard. And looking at this amount of blood, it is not something that can be solved by one or two buckets, so much blood is getting into it, it is a big project. ”

When I thought about it, it would be troublesome if it was human blood, but Lao Jiumen was not so perverted, and I didn't believe that the ancient machine could distinguish the type of blood to such a subtle difference.

Xiaohua and I are not bloody concubines, and if we want human blood, it would be good if the two of us could make up a cup. I thought about it for a while, and said that pig blood is similar to human blood, so let's try some pig blood first?

Xiaohua shook her head: "It's too troublesome." After thinking about it, he said, "Just get a pig up." ”

Get a pig up, this sounds like a very good idea, first, so much hair outside, bucket by bucket of blood to transport up, stimulate those black hair, I really don't know what will happen, it is easier to transport pigs up. Second, pigs are living creatures, which can ensure that the blood will not clot. However, if you think about it, hanging a pig up such a high cliff is simply a form of performance art.

When the news went down, the people below immediately became stupid, contacted and confirmed several times, and there was a silence on the intercom, obviously completely unclear what we were doing. Xiaohua asked him to do it immediately, and then he said to try it. It wasn't until the next day that we heard a pig barking over the intercom and knew we had gotten it.

It's normal to have pigs in the countryside, but it's very troublesome to ambush pigs and transport them to the mountains, and it's hard for these guys.

Xiaohua and I spent a lot of effort to hang the pig up, and when we hung it to the entrance of the cave, it was a meat pig, and it was so scared that it couldn't even struggle.

When the two men untied the pig and stuffed it into the hole, they smelled an unbearable stench, the pig's feces had not been washed, and the stench of aging was unbearable. Because of the delay of a day, we were all impatient, and we couldn't care so much, so we tied the pigs with hands and feet tied to the ropes, and transported them in as goods.

Back in the cave again, we made preparations first, and used a shovel blade to shovel off the blood and dirt accumulated on the iron plate, revealing the original appearance of the iron plate, making the lines on it clearer.

After all the investigations, I found that all the patterns on the iron plate should be the shape of a flower, and I found that some parts of the iron plate have obvious traces of being repaired, and the whole iron plate is very old, but those repaired places, the pimples and rust spots on the iron sheet are still relatively new. Apparently, someone has done a repair work on this iron plate at some recent time.

Xiaohua looked at the top of the iron plate, and we found that there was a stone hook on the top of the cave in that place, which was as thick as a small arm, and at first glance it was knocked out to hang something. So the two men put a rope through the man's stone hook and hung the pig upside down.

The pig seemed to have just begun to slow down, and began to struggle and scream incessantly, and the thin rope was stretched like a string, and I was afraid it would break.

Because the roof of the cave itself is not high, the pig hangs there, and the pig's head is very close to the iron plate, and it can be bled directly. Xiaohua looked at me, took out his dagger and gave it to me, and said, "Come on?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I haven't killed a pig." ”

He winked at me and smiled, "You haven't killed you, have I?" The knife is very sharp, just rub it on the neck. ”

I said angrily, "Then why don't you go?" ”

"I can't do it." "It's not for anyone to take a knife and kill an animal about their size," he said. ”

"Damn, am I like someone who can do it? Do I look like a butcher? I scolded. But Xiaohua looked at me unquestionably, and that look was that he would never go.

I took the dagger and looked at the pig, I really didn't think of killing the pig before, Xiaohua is on the mixed road, I think killing the pig is not a problem, why is it my turn to do this?

The pig screamed like a pig, which made people irritating, and I was a little broken after two strokes, and I felt that I would definitely not be able to do this, so I said, "Why don't you let your subordinates hang the pig killer up?" ”

"The locals in the cave here are all rumored to have ghosts, this thing is impossible, they will never dare to come up."

Xiaohua said, "Why are you so good?" ”

"You're not qualified to talk about me." I looked at the pig and smiled bitterly, and said that it would be good if the fat man was here, but I don't know if he would kill his kind.

After a stalemate for a while, neither of the two people refused to be the so-called butcher, so they had to hang the guys below again, but Xiaohua's guys were ruthless characters, and they usually cut people in Chengdu to be on the top, we talked about the situation, but he also refused: "The blood vessels of the pig are very thick, and all the blood is sprayed out with a knife, and it is everywhere, and the bloodletting should be done with a bloodletting tube." So saying, he found a wine bottle, drank all the wine in a few sips, pulled out his machete and cut off the bottom of the bottle, and then cut the neck of the bottle into a sharp one, and stabbed it into the pig's neck.

The pig wailed, and immediately blood flowed out of the mouth at the bottom of the bottle, and countless blood-colored traces began to crawl on the pattern of the iron plate.

I felt sick and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, most of the corpses I saw before were rotten and disgusting, but I had never felt such disgust, and the process of killing made my heart tremble.

Five minutes later, the pig had stopped struggling, extremely weak, the pig's blood followed those patterns, the whole iron plate that we had washed was dyed black and red again, the process of blood crawling along those patterns all over the iron plate should be very beautiful, but I didn't look closely, what made me a little worried was that the iron plate did not change at all, it still rotated like that.

Xiaohua said that the function of this iron plate is to guide the blood to flow into the lower part of the plate, although the iron plate is full of blood, but it will take some time to flow to the part below the iron plate.

Sure enough, after another three or four minutes, the rotation of the iron plate suddenly changed a little, and it seemed to be stuck a few times, and then stopped.

Xiaohua and I immediately made a defensive action on the side, just in case some mechanism was activated, and we listened to the ancient dull sound of a series of iron chains rubbing against each other under the iron plate, and then this ancient sound began to appear in the four walls of the cave.

I was shocked, listening to the rapid sound in the walls of the cave around me, and my heart said Damn, could it be that the four walls of this cave are full of mechanisms?

If this is the case, it means that this iron plate is driven by a large bracket, and the large bracket must not be so simple, and some very big changes must occur. Because if you only need to drive something up to 100 kilograms, you don't need that much movement.

As soon as I wanted to remind everyone to pay attention, the accident happened immediately, and the walls of the caves in the three directions around the walls, which were originally full of ancient books and bamboo slips, suddenly changed. All the bamboo slips were pushed out, and then, slowly, strange "things" "sticked" out from the bottom of the cave.