The three of us looked at each other, and our faces were not good.

After the bricks are poured with iron mortar, just like the reinforced concrete now, even if you give you a big hammer on the flat ground, it will not help, not to mention the current situation.

On top of this, there are at least seven such structures, and they are scattered with each other, and it is impossible to chisel here, without modern equipment.

I was annoyed, and I only blamed myself for not thinking of this layer. The compressive resistance of the flat roof is not as good as that of the vault, and the bricks on it must be reinforced with something, and there is nothing that can be done about this set of things in the Ming tomb, and they are all the same with molten iron poured to death. With a notebook and the construction knowledge of a three-legged cat, he talked on paper and sprayed feces, and now he has finally suffered a lot.

The fat man looked at me and asked, "Comrade architect, what now?" Do you have an idea? ”

"Then what can I do, a dead horse should be a live horse, and I will copy the guy first." I also wanted to try my luck and said, "It's been more than 200 years, and I don't believe it's still so strong." ”

The fat man didn't panic when he saw me, and thought that the problem was not too serious, so he went to knock on those bricks. The hollow bricks were easy to break, but after the bricks were broken, the iron bars solidified by the iron slurry on the side were still there, and the fat man was very hard to hit them, and he only knocked out a few marks on them. He knew something was wrong when he saw it, and said, "No, this iron slurry strip is a palm-thick slap on the top, and you may not be able to hit it when you drive a liberation truck." ”

I also knocked a few times, and the whole tiger's mouth was numb, knowing that this was indeed not something that could be done by brute force, and I couldn't help but be discouraged, "It seems that we underestimate the construction technology of the ancient times, this iron bar is very pure, and it can't be smashed at all." ”

The fat man said: "If you don't grind it, didn't the ancients say, as long as the work is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle." ”

"Pull it down, such a thick strip of iron pulp, you grind it until the year of the monkey." I said, "There are still twenty minutes before the tide recess, and by the time you're done, we'll be done." ”

The fat man was on fire, "Then what do you say?" Didn't you hear the woman say that this area will soon be the wind season, and it will last at least a week. We can't get out now, so we'll have to stay here for seven days. He emphatically emphasized, "For seven days, we will starve to death without suffocation." ”

I knew the seriousness of the problem and said to them, "You have much more experience in this area than I do, and what would you do if you encountered this kind of tomb wall in normal times?" ”

The fat man and the stuffy oil bottle didn't think about it, and said together: "Dynamite! ”

The fat man looked at me stunned for a moment, and explained, "Don't be surprised, this kind of wall is stronger than you think. Lao Tzu used to pour this kind of bucket, and the hole was generally opened at the bottom, and if you had to punch it into this kind of wall, you had to use explosives. ”

I was sad when I heard this, and I knew what he said, but in these centuries-old tombs, where did I go to get explosives? I can't help but regret it, I remember before I went into the water, Na A-Ning also asked me if I wanted to bring some down, at that time I was stunned because of the bomb in the palace of King Lu, and I was very resistant to this thing, so I threw it back into the warehouse. If the third uncle was present at the time, he would definitely bring it.

Now that I think about it, the idea at that time was too naïve, and if there was a next time, it would definitely not be such a child's play.

I saw that there was no hope of getting out from above, so I had to give up: "Then it seems that this method will not work, and we have to think about it in the long run." ”

"What the fuck is still long? We're less than twenty minutes away! The fat man said, "I think that if it really doesn't work, we will go back the way we came, and maybe the burial chamber where our diving equipment was placed has returned." ”

I nodded, and though I didn't want to go into the cave again, there was no other way around it now. In this way, it is really a headache to face the monster in the thief cave again.

At this time, the stuffy oil bottle suddenly said: "Wait! Stay here and don't move! It occurred to me that there was a place where there might be explosives! ”

Before we could react, he suddenly let go of the rope and slid down the pillar.

The fat man looked at me with a confused expression, and I shook my head at him, indicating that I didn't understand either.

The stuffy bottle is a serious person, and it's impossible to joke, but I really can't remember where there are explosives here. He's now stripped naked like us, and all he's left is a pair of panties, and there's no way he's hiding anywhere. I stared at him, only to see him jump onto the Tiangong stone plate in the middle of the room, and following the light of his flashlight, I saw him squatting in front of a seated dry corpse in the center of the stone plate, constantly touching something.

This corpse should be the golden body he said, but I don't know what he went to find there. I thought, and all of a sudden, I thought to myself, so this is it!

At this time, the stuffy oil bottle had already carefully lifted the whole dried corpse, and the dried corpse was almost only the weight of bones, and it didn't take much effort. The fat man asked me, "What the hell is he doing?" ”

I said, "I'm just guessing. Inside the corpse, there may be a mechanism, fired by the Babao rotor, and there may be explosives inside. If you are disrespectful to the corpse and want to take the treasure inside the corpse, it may be directly detonated. ”

The fat man was stunned: "How could he know about such a thing?" ”

"Twenty years ago, when he touched this corpse, he probably already knew about it, and you can see that he just said 'maybe', which means that he is not sure." I said, "I just don't know, these hundreds of years of explosives still don't work." ”

As I spoke, the bottle of stuffy oil had moved the dried corpse under the pillar, and said to us, "Come down and help." ”

I saw that it was too troublesome for the fat man to go down, so I let him stay and climb down by himself. The bottle of stuffy oil passed the dried corpse over my back, tied it with a rope, and said, "Don't hit it, if the mechanism inside still works, it will be on the verge of triggering." ”

I saw this sitting golden body up close, and I only felt that the description of the stuffy oil bottle just now was not as real as this real case. The corpse was blackened, so black that it felt shiny, as if it were not flesh, but carved out of some smooth material. The muscles are already sunken, especially the corners of the mouth, as if smiling but not smiling, goosebumps come out of it. In a word, this corpse is not at all like the high-ranking monks seen in the temple, but it makes people feel very ominous.

I didn't dare to touch it, so I asked him, "Are you sure this corpse is okay?" I always felt that he seemed to have some kind of trickery, you look at his expression, why is it so ...... So."

"Strange" stuffy oil bottle continued my words: "I don't understand, this corpse does give people an uncomfortable feeling, but it has dried up and cannot be transformed. ”

I nodded, cold sweat broke out, and asked him, "That's good, are you sure the explosives in here can still be used?" ”

He said: "As long as the Babao rotor can be used, the explosives will definitely be used, and now I am afraid that this mechanism will be old." ”

I felt uncomfortable with the dried corpse on my back, especially when I saw his nails so long, horizontal in front of me, ghostly, and his feet were a little soft. I think of the corpse chaser in Xiangxi, who carried the corpse on his back like me, but the people were wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside. I'm good, dry corpse**, I'm also**, meat to meat, that kind of dry feeling is really fucking cold.

But I can't help it now, but fortunately, the light is okay, I can still see clearly, so I don't have to think cranky. I gritted my teeth, carried a sack on my back, and began to climb up step by step. The bottle of stuffy oil crawled behind me, in case I slipped and fell off.

I had climbed five or six steps, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong with the dried corpse, because my back was against its skin, so it felt very clear that the corpse seemed to suddenly grow a little bigger. I stopped to take a closer look, but I didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

I looked back at the bottle of stuffy oil, he was below me, if there was any alienation of the corpse, he should be able to see it immediately, but he didn't seem to notice anything, could it be that I was too careful?

It's no wonder that it's hard not to be concerned with such a strange corpse on your back.

Thinking about it, I heard the fat man urging me on it, so I had to continue to go up, because I was so nervous that my feet were shaking a little. I wanted to end this situation early, three steps and two steps, and finally climb to the top.

The fat man can say that he has read countless corpses, but he also showed an uncomfortable expression after seeing this corpse. After all, when you hang the corpse with a corpse rope, there is still a distance of two or three fists, and now it is like dancing a veneer dance, and it must feel uncomfortable.

I took the plunge and said to him, "You fix this to the top of the treasure and come down right away, and we'll detonate it below." If the mechanism inside can still work, there should be no problem. ”

The fat man looked at Baoding and said, "Are you bluffing me?" How the fuck am I fixed? Do you want Lao Tzu to learn from Dong Cunrui? ”

As soon as I looked up, there was nothing to hook on the top of the treasure top, and if I wanted to exert all the force of the explosion, I had to keep the whole body close to the top of the treasure house, which was indeed a problem.

I thought about it for a moment and said, "I really can't do it, so I'll tie it headfirst to this pillar, hurry up, the time is almost up." ”

The fat man carefully took the corpse, swung it, and asked me, "Oh, it's strange, how can this corpse still have a tail?" ”