We straightened out our equipment, put out the smokeless stove, folded all the pickaxes and shovels, and several people seemed to have a tacit understanding, very quickly, and soon they were all packed up and concentrated around the breach we had dug out.

This is a typical manifestation of people when they have a common goal, in fact, it is very naïve to talk about, no matter how fast it is cleaned up, it has nothing to do with whether it can go down early, because no one has ever touched the imperial tomb, no matter how it is, it has to go through a familiar process, but at that time, I just felt that I couldn't let others take the lead.

So there was a ridiculous scene: after surrounding the breach, everyone suddenly didn't know what to do, just like many people discussed where to play for a long time, and after deciding, they found that no one knew the way. Several people looked at each other, all a little stunned.

I looked at the cave and analyzed it a little in my heart, but the rest was okay, there was a fatal problem that our position was directly above the abyss, and there was a drop of more than 100 meters and a horizontal distance of more than 20 meters from the fetal cave where the Spirit Palace was located.

Chen Pi Ah Si behind him saw us like this and sneered: "A group of unproductive." With that, he stood up and told us all to get out of the way.

I laughed secretly in my heart, Chen Pi Ah Si's old man's mentality is still unavoidable, we have always been looking at him, just now after the fat man showed his hand, he inevitably felt uncomfortable, at this time to see us like this, I can't help but want to speak ill of us, to save their status, this is the common mentality of many old people.

We made a gap for him, and Monk Hua smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Old man, aren't the little ones all fainted, I have never seen such a big formation." You say this fight...... How do you do it? ”

Chen Pi Ah Si helped Ye Cheng to squat down, looked at the hole, and said, "Everything changes from its sect." Be careful, let's find a person to climb on these wooden pillars that hold the ice dome, climb along the pillars to the top of the cave, and then use the rope to go down to the tile roof of the building outside. ”

We look at the icy wooden columns, each column is more than 100 meters long, it is definitely not a log of a tree, there must be a wooden wedge to connect several logs, such a structure is not a problem to bear the pressure, but I don't know if it can withstand the tension. If not, it's over, after a wooden porch collapses, in the process of falling, it will inevitably hit other pillars, and the entire ice dome may collapse at that time, this method is still very risky.

But at the time, everyone was in a hurry to think about it, and they didn't think too much about these things, and it seemed that there was no better way to do it.

Only Pan Zi is suitable for thunder here, and the others are not in accordance with the rules regardless of body and weight, so Pan Zi has no choice but to provoke this girder.

We tied a rope with a butterfly buckle around his waist and only some light gear on him, and Panzi looked a little excited. Chen Pi Ah Si gave him a sip of wine to drink, let him calm down, and said: "Don't be dizzy, our goal is not here, go down and show me bright spots." ”

Pan Zi nodded, took a deep breath, and carefully climbed into the ice well, and then used the flying tiger gripper to wrap around the wooden porch on the side, swinging over like a special soldier swinging a rope, and climbed onto the wooden porch pillar at once.

As soon as we stepped on it, the wooden pillars made a series of very uncomfortable ice cracking sounds, and we all held our breath for a moment, and Pan Zi's face was also pale and motionless, for fear that the pillars would disintegrate and break.

Fortunately, however, after waiting for more than ten minutes, the crackling sound of the pillars stopped, and the surroundings returned to calm, and the force regained its balance.

I also think so, maybe I am too worried, the ice dome above is so heavy, and the pressure between the wooden porches is very high, we are like ants, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and we all sobered up a little bit, and the inexplicable excitement subsided to a certain extent.

Panzi continued to move forward, walking more carefully, almost in a dance with an extremely slow tempo. Our hearts beat with him. Finally, I finally walked to the cliff stone at the end of the pillar, more than 100 meters below, which is where the cave is.

The flashlight we gave him was so diffuse that Pan Zi picked up five or six straight glow sticks and threw them down one by one.

In the darkness, a few rays of light fell straight down, a few disappeared at the end of the abyss like meteors, and a few fell more than ten meters later, hit the roof of the tiles, and stopped after a few bounces. At the same time, the chemicals inside the glow stick reacted violently, and the light became brighter and brighter, faintly illuminating the situation inside the ice dome.

Then Panzi dropped the rope, and one hung down to the roof below, and then quickly slid down.

Seeing Pan Zi fall steadily on the roof of the tiles, our hearts were relieved, and Pan Zi made a few gestures at us, probably meaning that this process is safe.

We began to get excited again, and the second one was Monk Hua, and we carefully painted the scoop according to the gourd, and went down to the tile roof without danger.

100 meters of balance beam and more than 100 meters of rope climbing is not child's play, I can barely stand on my feet after I get below, and I need Panzi to hold me to stand on the glazed tiles. The feeling of the meeting on the ice pillars made my legs involuntarily start to weaken.

Seven flashlights went around to shine, found that the slope cliff in this ice dome is about 30 degrees nearly vertical, the cave is very deep, the palace goes straight into the inside of the mountain, you can't see the innermost situation, the top of the mountain and the top of the spiritual palace almost fit, the tile roof where we stand is the outermost layer of the overhead 'hall' roof, the eaves of the eaves are all the head of the phoenix dragon, the ridge on both sides is the kiss of the town house, the yellow tile and red beam are very royal. A few of us stood crookedly on it, with the feeling of Stephen Chow's version of the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.

The fat man wanted to lift a piece of tiles to take a look, but found that the tiles and tiles were frozen to death, and he couldn't break them at all, so he had to give up. One by one, we carefully picked up the faucets of the cornices and used the rope to go down to the porch outside the main entrance of the Spirit Palace.

The porch is a place similar to a sacrificial platform, and the overhead paved ground is full of stone slabs, and the perennial cold makes the stones brittle, and the feet rattle and may break at any time. This is supposed to be the end of the plank road that was built into the mountain, and now the plank road has been demolished, and on one side is a pitch-black abyss, and on the left and right sides is a row of copper tripods covered with ice chips, which are full of unknown ancient ashes of black sè.

The style of the bronze ware and the appearance of the palace have a very obvious Han style, and it seems that Wang Zanghai went there to contract the project, and the design still could not exceed the restrictions of his own nationality and era, or it may be that with the national strength of Dongxia at that time, he could only make do with the things of the Han people on the border.

On the other side is the hall gate of the Spirit Palace, there is a wordless Wang Ba stone tablet standing in front of the door, behind the stone tablet is the white jade stone door of the palace, the door is very large, almost three people are more than high, two people are wide. The stone door is carved with a lot of strange birds dancing in the clouds, I can't name it, the brass door scroll above the door is a tiger head, the door crack and the door shaft are all watered, and now the door panels on both sides are frozen like a whole.

Standing here and looking at the ice dome above, the faint light coming through it, my eyes seem to be fogged, and everything I can see is much older, this feeling is difficult to express in words.

Monk Hua is going to take some photos here first, and we take the opportunity to catch our breath and look around. Ye Cheng walked around, and after seeing the cliff below, he sighed with emotion: "I really don't understand, why does this Wannu Emperor have to put the mausoleum in a place where birds don't shit, isn't it good on the flat ground?" Isn't that a toss-up? ”

I said, "The idea of being an emperor is different from ordinary people, maybe it has something special to do with their religion, you see that there are many temples in xīzàng, all of which are built in places that people can't reach at all, in order to get close to the heavenly spirits, which laypeople like us can't understand." ”

The fat man shook his head and disagreed: "I feel that the reason for building here is very simple, that is, I don't want others to come up, there must be something good in this imperial mausoleum, the old boy of Wannu Huang is covered as a baby, and he will not give it to him when he dies, we have to educate him well this time." As he spoke, he and Lang Feng took out the pry lever to pry the door of the palace.

I heard it funny, the fat man is real, if he were the emperor, I don't know where he would set his mausoleum.

There was no running stone behind the jade stone door, and with a crowbar, the ice on both sides of the door shaft burst, and we used a chisel to smash the ice in the crack of the door, and the door could barely push open a gap. A black gas poured out, we quickly dodged, Monk Hua said it was okay, this is the anti-cháo paint stuck to the back of the door, and now it is all frozen into powder.

When the door of the temple was opened, it could no longer be moved, and it seemed that the door shaft was rusted to death. I shone a flashlight inside, but I couldn't see anything in the empty hall, and the darkness inside seemed to absorb light.

Ye Cheng couldn't wait to go in, but the fat man stopped him, he turned his head and asked the stuffy oil bottle: "Little brother, take a look first, will there be any clever spring mechanism in this place?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle touched the door, looked at the relief on the door again, looked at it for a long time, and shook his head to express his uncertainty: "You follow me, don't talk." ”

What this man says must be stopped, it is already our consensus. The fat man and I nodded vigorously, and several of us took out our self-defense things.

The stuffy oil bottle dodged, crossed the knee-high threshold, and walked in first. We followed closely, crossed the threshold, and walked nervously into the darkness inside, when I suddenly felt a great strangeness coming over me.

It occurred to me that in the last thousand years, we may have been the first to step into, and to think about what has happened in this huge palace that no one has watched in the past thousand years.