We were all taken aback when the fat man suddenly said that he had thought of it, but then we were ready to hear the nonsense. We are almost accustomed to the unreliability of the fat man, rather than squeezing him every time, it is better to let him talk nonsense, and sometimes his way of thinking is different from ours, so it doesn't hurt to listen to it.

Actually, I wasn't very panicked at the time, because it wasn't really the time to run out of ammunition and food, but with these corpses here, I couldn't help but think of something bad in my heart. In fact, people like me are even a little glad in the face of this intellectual challenge, which is much easier than encountering a few zongzi.

Panzi thought the same as me, and didn't take it seriously, and asked the fat man casually, "What?" Don't talk nonsense, I don't have time now? ”

The fat man came to us, but said to Pan Zi: "You are fucking discriminating against me, Lao Tzu has made a mess this time, what I thought of this time is absolutely critical." ”

Pan Zi snorted and said, "Just your little brain, then you say, what do you think?" ”

The fat man was surprisingly serious this time, and said: "Actually, it's not the key, I just thought of the mechanism in the submarine tomb." You think, we were thinking it was complicated at the time, but in fact, how simple is it? I wondered if we were thinking too much this time, and let the mechanism in the submarine tomb be preconceived, and when I encountered this kind of thing, I wondered if the room would move or something. Perhaps, the problem here has nothing to do with this burial chamber at all, this is just an ordinary burial chamber. ”

Pan Zi grinned and said: "Nonsense, if it is ordinary, how can Lao Tzu not be able to get out......"

I saw that the fat man hadn't finished speaking, and knew that there was still something to follow, so I waved my hand to Panzi and asked the fat man to continue.

The fat man said: "Actually, the thing is very simple, you think, if there is no problem with this corridor and this tomb, but we still can't get out, then what's the problem?" It must be on us! ”

At this moment, Pan Zi and I were stunned for a moment, and I said, "You mean, the endless cycle here is our own problem?" ”

The fat man nodded and said, "Although I don't know what the problem is, but it's almost the same, I wonder if we hypnotize those murals, or simply have some hallucinogenic gases here, we are all poisoned." I knew about a mushroom that had eaten a posterior azimuth organ failure, and I kept spinning in circles, but I didn't know it. ”

The fat man used to tell me that when he was a child, he used this poisonous mushroom when he saw a bear trap in the forest, and after the trick, the bear kept spinning in circles until he died of exhaustion.

I fell into deep thought for a moment, and Panzi stopped talking, frowning and began to consider the fat man's words.

Is it our own problem? If so, then things are a completely different level of trickiness. But I thought about it a little bit, and it didn't feel right.

In fact, the fat man's statement is very enlightening, maybe the truth is very close to what he said, but there is a very fatal irrationality, that is, our own feelings, will the poisoned person be like us? It's not that I haven't been poisoned, and people who are poisoned will definitely have a strong discomfort reaction.

And hypnosis, I have never believed in this kind of thing, because his targeting is too strong, and it is credible to say that fat people are easy to give hypnosis, but Pan Zi and I are really unlikely.

But if you go back to the category of strange tricks, it's really hard to come up with anything, in fact, I just conceived about a dozen methods, and two or three of them can achieve such a layout. But the requirements of these methods are too high, that is, there must be absolute premises, for example, three people must act together, our walking speed must be fixed, etc., Wang Zanghai will never design such a trap with a low success rate.

The fat man saw that we stopped talking after listening to him, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to continue to pretend and meditate. Later, for some reason, the more I thought about it, the more sleepy and tired I became, and then I fell asleep.

But I only slept for about three or four hours, and I didn't sleep dead in a daze, when I heard the sound of the fat man and Panzi talking, and woke up again. When I got up, I found that they were walking the grave road again, and Junko had obviously just run back, panting, looking at the fat man's face, and it was obvious that the result was still the same, and there was no progress.

I rubbed my eyes and asked them what they were doing, and the fat man said that after thinking about it for a long time, he had no clue, and it was better to experiment. They just let one person walk in front with his eyes closed, and the other person watched from behind, and the two people were connected with ropes to see if they would go halfway, and the person with open eyes would suddenly turn around.

I shuddered as I listened, this was a devastating test method, and it was a big nerve for these people, and if I were to do this, the devil knew if it was not the same person who was pulling the other end of the rope halfway through.

But in the end, the result was still the same, whether it was blindfolded or closed, it felt like they were walking in a straight line, but the two finally walked back to this burial chamber. Because Junko is the one with his eyes closed, he walks with extra difficulty, and his face is pale and miserable.

Several people sat back in their seats, all sighing, I asked others to save some effort, in fact, such a blind experiment, but it will lead to the interruption of thinking. Then things went back to before I went to bed, and we started talking pointlessly again.

There are always people who fall asleep during discussions, but fortunately, when one person sleeps, several others can continue to think. In this way, we put forward an idea in the east and an idea in the west, and then vetoed it, and at first there were many words, and then a few people talked less and less, and before we knew it, six or seven hours passed, and our stomachs began to cry again.

Finally, the fat man lit a cigarette, thought about it, and said to us: "No, it's a waste of time for us to think of a way so piecemeal, we write out all the possibilities, and then summarize them into several, and then directly verify this one, no." ”

I nodded, in fact, in the end, we were discussing many issues repeatedly, and several people entered a state of confusion

The fat man sorted out a stone surface on the gold-covered ground, then wrote down a few numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4, and said, "Let's think about how many hypotheses we have now, and you all recall them, not specific, just a general direction." ”

Pan Zi said: "Most likely, there is a mechanism." ”

The fat man wrote a mechanism in 1 place. Then Junko said, "There may be something in your thoughts that affects our feelings, such as psychological suggestion or hypnosis, that makes us walk back unconsciously." ”

The fat man said to him, "Needless to say, so detailed. "Press to write the illusion at the back of 2, and then look at me.

I said, "If you want to say theoretically, it is also possible that the space is folded. ”

"It's impossible for you, it's too mysterious." Pan Zidao.

The fat man said: "No matter what, there is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, we will admit that we are just making a memo." "I wrote it up as I spoke, and I wrote the space fold after 3. Then say to yourself, "It could be a ghost too." "I wrote a 4 as I spoke, and there are ghosts.

"What's the point of you writing that?" Panzi asked incomprehensibly.

The fat man said: "You read a lot of books, you don't understand, Lao Tzu reads less, everything must be written down with a fucking pen, but this has an advantage, for example, there are several things, you can do them together, you can know in advance, you can save a lot of time." Don't we only have two days? Still have to save a little, by the way, is there still 5? Who still has 5? ”

I looked at these four points, and this is indeed the four major disciplines from quantum mechanics to metaphysics to psychology to engineering, and I really can't think of the fifth point for a while. In fact, the discussion we just discussed is only to discuss one and two, and three and four are simply impossible.

The fat man saw that we didn't react, and said, "Okay, let's verify the first point and the second point first, and these two points can be dealt with together." ”

"How do you verify this?" I wondered.

In fact, most of the ground tests we can do have been done, but because the tomb is too long, many of the tests are actually useless.

The fat man suddenly smiled: "Actually, I just thought of a good way to prove it to the end."

It is estimated that it is impossible for one or two to affect us, but there is still a way to prove that it is not, you see. ”

I looked at the fat man full of pride, and I felt confident, and suddenly felt bad, did this guy have any plans. I saw him pick up the rifle on the ground and say to us: "This cemetery road is about 1,000 meters to 2,000 meters, and the Type 56 full kill shè is 400 meters, but the bullet can hit 3,000 meters away, I will put a shot here and see what the result will be." ”

As soon as I heard this, I was immediately enlightened, and I sighed in my heart: This is a genius!

If it is because of our own sensory problems, then the bullet has no feeling, the graveyard can affect us, but it can't affect the bullet, if the situation here can be explained by common sense, then, the bullet will inevitably disappear at the end of the graveyard and will not come back.

The perfect part of this experiment is the speed of the bullet, such a short underground tunnel, within 2.3 seconds, the bullet can be completely completed, and there is no underground trap level, which can play a role in such a short time.

But if the situation here really goes beyond the realm of common sense and into the realm of metaphysics, then the bullet will turn 180 degrees beyond space in a straight tomb passage, just like us.

Simple and beautiful, very much in line with the science of God, I'm a little ashamed why I, a college student, can't think of such a solution.

But when I think about it, this trick can only be thought of by a person like him, this is the simplest logical thinking.

If you want to judge whether there is an illusion, you have to find something that will not be affected by illusion, and if you want to find something, you have to find it nearby. I suddenly felt that Wang Zanghai might have met an opponent, and a person like him who was scheming might be afraid of the fat man's single-board way of thinking, and any trick would be the most simplistic.

The fat man said he would do it, and we followed, and he walked into the graveyard, pulled the bolt of the gun, and wanted to shoot at the graveyard.

I yelled, "Wait! ”

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Don't do that." I said, "If, I mean, if it's really evil here, then you shoot out, almost instantaneously, you're going to get shot." ”

The fat man's face changed, obviously he just thought that in fact, the possibility of the first and second points was very large, and he didn't think about whether the third or fourth point would be true at all, but as soon as he told me, he nodded, and moved the gun to the side, the bullet was a parabola, and if the bullet came back, it should fall on the lower part of the muzzle.

We all hid in the doorway, and before we were mentally ready, the fat man suddenly opened fire, and a loud "bang" exploded in the tomb, followed by a series of echoes, but almost at the same time, we saw the tomb door shake violently, and a series of dust exploded.

My brain buzzed, and my heart said that it was not good, and I hurriedly poked my head out to take a look, and the fat man was still stiff and still maintained the posture of shooting, but there was a bullet hole in the door five or six centimeters below his gun, and the smoke from the explosion had not yet dissipated.