Qiong Cage Stone Shadow Chapter 45 A hint from Guangxi
If the relief carved around the iron plate is represented in a straight line, then the leftmost of this large relief is a "sling", the middle is carved with a few people on the run, and on the far right, there is a group of ethnic minorities wearing strange clothes. And at the end of the carving, there are three holes.
What I care about the most is the direction of the composition inside, and from the content, although the 犼 is locked on an iron plate, it is still a pursuit dynamic.
The person in the middle has no right hand, his back is facing the calf, and he is in a fleeing form. And the key point is that the image of that group of ethnic minorities is facing the fleeing people, that is to say, the minority swordsmen and the few people in the middle form of a front and back wrap.
This can be understood in many ways, and my first feeling is, is it that this is a killing fight, two sides, one beast and one person, besieging and killing these few people who have no right hand?
On the surface, this is the most reasonable understanding, but what is the point of such an understanding? I just can't think of it.
I am almost certain that this kind of specific relief carving must convey something, it cannot be a simple decoration, and the decoration is generally a dragon and phoenix pattern that can be infinitely reproduced and can easily make people have a sense of wholeness.
If you don't understand it this way, then there are actually some things that need to be figured out, for example, is this an ambush?
The minority swordsmen were in ambush ahead, and the men without their right hands were in charge of making the bait, but if the other party was a swordsman - I don't believe there would be such a creature - these swordsmen would not be able to reach it for a second, and they would all be burned to slag.
Reliefs are generally exaggerated, and it is very likely that they could not explain what they encountered at the time, so they applied an image from a myth.
So speculative. Completely directionless, I got up close to see all the details of the relief, thanks to a professional DSLR camera. The details are blurred.
However, a closer look is even more disappointing. The reliefs have no details at all.
It is even more difficult to analyze if we assume that they are not continuous, and that each relief has a separate meaning.
How to look at how to shake his head, because he didn't even have the direction to think, Xiaohua leaned back and said, "This is a bit like a thousand miles lock." It seems that he may have to go back to that iron plate to have some eyebrows. ”
I nodded silently. I've heard that a thousand miles lock is a strategy, not a real lock, but a very effective preventive measure, how to multiply the cost of operating a thing, the best way is to make the elements of success far enough apart, for example, the door is in the South Pole, the key is in the North Pole. In Norse mythology, slain demons are often cut into countless pieces. Scattered in all corners of the world, in this way, to resurrect the demon god. Conspiracy theorists have had to travel for centuries.
However, since there is a mechanism for opening, indicating that this Zhangjia ancient building is not a tomb, I guess that it is likely to have something to do with this group burial system, and it may be that every few generations, according to the ancestral teachings, the dead people of the Zhang family will be moved to this ancient building.
It's just that I don't know how this matter is related to Style Lei, and Style Lei's surname is clear. The royal surname Aixin Jueluo has no reason to pay for this mysterious "Zhangjialou".
On the other side of the stuffy oil bottle was a clever trap sealing stone. The trick to opening the sealing stone should be in these four figures. And the iron disk we have here may be the decoding disk that uncovers the information contained in these four graphics. Exactly how it is, you can only know when you get to the edge of the iron plate.
After a few days of recuperation, our physical strength has recovered, Xiaohua's wound has long stopped bleeding, and there is no big risk of going back, so we began to prepare. Thinking that the passage was a huge trouble, it was impossible for us to shuttle in the passage frequently, so we prepared water and food for a week, and we were afraid that the air circulation in the cave would be too slow, so we made an exhaust fan at the entrance of the cave, which was a threshing machine borrowed from the village by a buddy in Chengdu, and bought a large bundle of wires to connect to the tractor battery under the cliff.
To be honest, my idea is to get a few barrels of gasoline and burn it all the way through, but in a narrow cave, the oxygen is easy to burn out, which will form an air-closing effect, and it is difficult to burn up.
Xiaohua can no longer perform his own eaves and wall walking stunt, we climbed back to the hole, check the iron clothes, and found that in Xiaohua's iron clothes, those blood stains have grown wrist-length black hair, one after another, and the ground is full of blood, everything as long as there is a little blood, all have black hair, this thing is fucking the same as fungus.
Shake off the one I was wearing, but it's okay, the place where it sticks to the little flower blood is infected, but the other place is not.
Xiaohua said, with my blood, don't be afraid, it shouldn't matter if I just walk in like this, he wears an iron suit, he can carry me over.
The iron cloak is already extremely heavy, and it is absolutely impossible to carry me again, plus the height of the cave is very low, people can't stand up straight, and it is even more difficult to carry a person.
It was up to me to put on a gas mask and put on an iron suit and go in first, and as I went, I set up pitons on the roof of the cave and hung a slip rope, so that as soon as someone pulls the rope, the thing hanging on the slip rope will move forward, and he is very light anyway and can be hoisted in this way.
As soon as I heard it, there was no way to do it, so I did it, and the pitons below hung up, and Xiaohua put on an iron coat for me, which seemed to be very interesting, and made my iron coat sound, and I walked into the cave with his encouragement, and I felt that this guy was actually as unreliable as a fat man in his bones.
I had studied structural engineering and knew how triangular forces were applied, so I planned to nail three or four people in one place, so that even sumo wrestlers would not have a problem.
It took about three hours to get everything done, my hands were numb, and I didn't have any more crises. At the end of the hole, the iron plate was still like that, and there was a slight sound of metal knocking from the bottom of the iron plate, but it was no longer like a violent knock, and the sound was like the sound of something hanging being blown by the wind and hitting the iron door.
I took off my iron clothes and found myself completely drenched with sweat, as if I had taken a shower, so I pulled the little flower in. Set up a lighting lamp, pile a pile of firewood at the entrance of the cave, and pour gasoline on it to prevent the hair from attacking. We put the food and shochu we had brought in on the iron plate, and immediately began to compare the iron plate with the photos.
The two men were wearing gas masks, and this time there was no loss of voice in their throats, but the thing was very heavy, and the neck was very uncomfortable when they wore it. Xiaohua suggested that we should solve it quickly.
The things carved on the stone wall in the photo are indeed this iron plate, and all the patterns are exactly the same, but around the iron plate, there are no three groups of patterns carved on the stone wall in the photo.
The iron plate slowly rotated clockwise, and Xiaohua knew that there were many places where construction and machinery were connected, so she asked, "What should I do?" ”
I said in my heart that the general machine, to figure out how it works first, I asked him to help, first along the iron plate, to see if it can speed up its operation, found that the iron disk clockwise push speed is very fast, obviously clockwise, no machine will be activated, again counterclockwise to start pushing, a push to find that is wrong.
Suddenly I felt the force of the iron plate, a very, very heavy force, but not dead force, I could feel as if it was a clockwork, I pushed hard, almost with enough strength, the iron plate was pushed up by me in reverse, almost at the same time, there was a series of dull transmission sounds of iron chains under the iron plate.
Unfortunately, I only pushed fifty degrees counterclockwise, and immediately lost my strength, no matter how hard Xiaohua and I tried to make a breakthrough, the iron plate could not move forward for a minute.
But I knew very well that it wasn't stuck, it was because we didn't have enough strength, so I took a deep breath, almost yelled, and held my breath in frenzy, but all the sounds were ridiculous in my gas mask. Finally, I slipped under my feet first and lost the support point, Xiaohua was not strong enough, and the iron plate immediately turned back clockwise.
"You have to get a cow." Xiaohua leaned against the cave wall, panting incessantly.
My feet were almost twisted, and it hurt terribly, and I said that if only the fat man were here, this kind of physical work would not be my turn.
However, we didn't mention asking the people below to come up to help, because of the feeling just now, it's not that our strength is not enough, mainly because this iron plate has no focus point, bare, the pattern on it is polished very smooth, and it can't be forced, if there is a lever, maybe the situation will be different.
So I pulled out the long strips of tools and tried to see if there was a place to put them in. After looking for a long time, I found that the whole iron plate has no place to borrow, although it is full of patterns, but the patterns are very delicate, and things can't be stuck.
I recall my previous life experience, and the current situation is like facing a mineral water bottle, but because there is too much oil on my hands, I can't unscrew it.
The easiest way should be to increase the friction on the hands, wrap it with a towel or something to twist, there is no towel here, but the clothes on the body can.
So we wanted to take off our clothes, we checked the material of the clothes on our bodies to see if there were any rough parts, and at this time, Xiaohua suddenly noticed something unusual. He pointed to my clothes: "What is this?" ”
When I looked down, I saw that the part of my clothes that had just been pushed against the iron plate was all black.
"Paint off?" I scolded angrily, looked at my palms, and found that they were all black.
However, it was not lacquer, it seemed to be a cinder-like particle, and I wondered in my heart, could it have been smeared with cinders?
I shone a flashlight on my palm, pinched it, and found that it was not cinder, this kind of particle is flake-like, but after rubbing it with my hand, it will become very delicate. I found that I seemed to recognize the particles.
I shone the iron plate with a flashlight, and I couldn't see with the naked eye that the iron plate was covered with such a layer of things, but I scratched it a few times with a sharp object, scraped off a piece, and crushed it with my hand, I said "ah", and said to Xiaohua: "It's not good, this is blood." (To be continued)