Somehow solved the token, we took a break in the round room, drank a few sips of water and ate cookies. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lines of the passage marked on the prototype are so dense that they are impossible to count, and at first glance it may seem chaotic, but we have survived the halfway trip, and it is not too difficult to understand the route shown on this chart.

"Let's not look at anything else, just push from this depression." I pointed to one of the photos and said that it was easiest to push back from where you are, no matter what angle you look at.

Everyone's drifting eyes suddenly converged on the recessed upper part of the mystery. I thought about it a little in my heart, and I can be sure that this depression refers to the cold spring, and there are many branch lines drawn under the depression, the most complex of which is the waterway, these waterways are chaotic and orderly, almost from all sides around the whole tomb, not only the introduction of cold spring water but also the use of the natural formation of the mountain height difference to guide the water drainage, so that the cold spring can always circulate in the mountain.

The cold spring pit in the Xuanwu is actually a large water purification tank, and it is no wonder that the mud deposited there is as thick as a ghost.

Water, on the other hand, has the function of constant temperature and cooling...... Thinking of this, I am more sure that there is a possibility of a phoenix. No, what needs to be cooled down in Yi's funeral? Except for the nine flame birds.

"Then we should be here now, right?" Qian Lingling's eyes turned, and he circled a place with his index finger and said.

Feng Xin narrowed his eyes and nodded his chin slightly in agreement.

I continued, "I think the passage between the four beasts was the first to exist, and the stone passage and drainage channel should have been added by later generations. Basically, you don't need to look at this set of routes, and you can skip the waterway." The figurine road where the brother is lying has no loess wall, and the current slate wall is a proof of the technological switch of the times.

Although it is said that the waterway can be skipped, in fact, there is nothing more curious in my heart than this waterway. This waterway mouth is intricate and narrow. Just now, I was squatting in it for more than ten minutes, and my muscles were numb and miserable, not to mention digging holes. So how do you get the dug up sediment?

In ancient times, without the aid of radio and other tools, how did such a complex project communicate with each other? How do workers know which direction to dig in the narrow waterway in the dark, and whether it is correct with the engineering drawings?

There are several hairpin bends in the stone road that people walk, which are somewhat similar to electrocardiograms.

I was so curious that a series of questions kept coming to my mind. Of course, curiosity is curiosity, and I'm not so fanatical as to explore the reality myself.

Feng Xin picked up the photos one by one and looked at them and put them back, his eyes drifted to the stone road where the three corpses were lying down, and said, "According to the pattern, they came from the Qinglong Room."

"Is there a problem with those brothers? Can you pass the green dragon like that?" Ziche, who had been silent, finally spoke, and looked back with a look of disdain, thinking about the same problem as me.

"Who knows? Maybe they'll all meet the Mushu Dragon." Qian Yu said happily. (Dragons in Disney's Mulan)

I rolled my eyes in my heart, and said in my heart how fanatical I was about Disney, and I could still drag Disney to Disney when I got to the plant, "When will you be able to jump out of a bunch of princesses?"

"You take care of me." She grimaced at me and pouted.

"Princess? Which princess?"

"Mushu Dragon? What dragon?"

The other two couldn't help but ask in unison when they heard the sensitive words, but unfortunately this was no longer within the comprehension range of Tang Dynasty wood.

I shook my head frantically and replied at the same time, "It's okay."

The two people on the opposite side were confused, but they didn't continue to ask.

"Anyway, you don't need to look at the road to the Qinglong Xuanwu, then there is only one left." Ziche tapped on the photo on the ground.

In fact, this remake of the prototype is not complete, this road is broken halfway to see where the ultimatum goes, I don't know if this prototype is only half of what those people originally obtained, or they missed a few photos.

I intuitively felt that what was not presented was the focus of the tomb of Hou Yi.

"Let's go." Feng Xin's eyes lifted slightly, and he said faintly.

Everyone received the order, and they were busy packing up the photos, so I bolted the water bottle tightly and got up. I have naturally regarded what Feng Xin said as an order, except for obedience or obedience.

There was only one way left for his grandmother, and no matter where it went, just go right.

Regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, let's move on first. But it didn't take long to feel difficult, this road is not the detour between the Xuanwu, it is a straight road, but it is not as narrow as words, you have to unload the bag and carry it in your hand and walk sideways, otherwise you can't pass it at all, even so I still feel that the sense of oppression is getting heavier and heavier.

I squinted at Qianyu, she had something more on her chest, it should be more difficult to move forward.

"Were people in ancient times so slender? I think next time we'll switch to a thunderbolt bag, you say." I began to feel impetuous, the original stone road was narrow enough, but I didn't expect it to be narrower, not at all like a road, as if a good wall had been torn apart.

"Let's not talk about the Thunderbolt Bag, do you feel like it's getting hotter?" Qianyu's breath was a little chaotic.

The two men in front of them snorted in response.

"Is it really getting hotter? I thought it was a delusion." I felt the heat, but I always thought it was because of the fact that walking sideways, which was different from the usual way of consumption and more physical strength, and it was crowded and not ventilated.

Everyone was speechless by the heat, and the whole stone path was filled with restlessness, so they had to continue to move forward. Awake for more than a day and a night, and exerting a lot of physical work, he only slept for two hours at the end. It was going to be stuffy and hot, and my mind was starting to get sluggish.

I kept inhaling violently, trying to break free from the burnout.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly I heard a snap, followed by the sound of a person panting vigorously.

It's the exit, and I wake up the reactions of those who have come before. Finally, a strong momentum rose from the whole person's body, constantly urging himself to squeeze forward. The last exit suddenly narrowed even narrower, and I couldn't get through it for a while, and I tried my best to get out, and I felt that the ribs in my chest were about to break, and I almost stumbled the second I broke through the exit.

"Ugh!" At this time, Qian Yu suddenly let out a miserable scream behind him.

We turned around and saw her stuck alive in the cracks in the stone.

"Huh, huh!" She could only stretch out one arm and wave it at us.

The three big men were in place, staring at her chest in a cold sweat, the reason why she was stuck we knew but couldn't help, and my head went blank for a moment.

"Don't look at it, come and help me." Qianyu's face was very ugly, which showed that she really couldn't get out, and people were in a hurry.

"How can I help? It's up to you to break through." The sub-driver spread his head and tilted his head.

Feng Xinding stayed where he was and didn't speak, but his eyes kept rolling up and down.

I swallowed, and said to myself, I can't ask us to help Grandma Joe, right? Before the person came out, he was strangled to death by her.

"Try it yourself, flatten it out." I waved my hands on my chest, made smoothing motions and began to babble.

"Chen Yunran, you talk a lot of, it's better to spread it flat." Qian Yan said gritting his teeth, and because of the heat after being stuck for a long time, the whole body was congested and the skin was unnaturally red.

"Yang Qian's cuisine! Don't panic, try to get your anger to the bottom." Feng Xin suddenly snorted, paused and emphasized, "Bottom." He gave the simplest order.

Qianyi's originally floating eyes suddenly quieted down, she nodded slightly, waved her hand at Ziche and said, "Hold me."

I saw Qian Yan begin to exhale slowly, and there was a hissing deflated sound between her lips, and I saw that she had goosebumps all over her body when I saw her like this, and I instantly understood what Feng Xin meant when she said that she was breathing to the bottom, and her throat became dry unconsciously.

What is called swallowing the last breath; I fully understand this sentence from my mother's departure.

That morning, the doctor ruled that my mother's life was critical and declared the first aid ineffective, and due to the provisions of the law, although I was not yet 18 years old at the time, I still had to sign the death of her. At the moment when the life support device was withdrawn from my mouth, she also slowly exhaled a long breath from her mouth, and it took her a long, long time to vomit, and then the entire chest and abdominal cavity became more and more flat and flattened like a balloon that had been eliminated.

It was as if the air that was in all her cells had been squeezed out at that moment, and after that, she forgot to breathe.

In the West, there are those who call this last breath the soul.

This breath has 21 grams, and that is the weight of the soul.

Seeing Qian's skin gradually fade and turn red to pale, the whole person became more and more dissipated, his eyes were confused, and he seemed to be on the verge of lack of oxygen and lost consciousness. No matter what kind of living thing, it is uncontrollable to want to breathe, and when it reaches the limit, it will become more and more hungry for oxygen, how to overcome the fear of suffocation and force yourself not to breathe.

Can this kind of thing be trained? Or is it that the willpower of Qian Yu has far surpassed ordinary people?

If I heard that I couldn't get out of a jam in my chest, I would laugh until I rolled it over, but at the moment I was not interested in jokes at all. I can't help but think back to the previous picture, a lot of air choked under my chest, and my whole body could feel the wanton beating of my heart.

Seeing this at this time, Ziche quickly pulled the limp person out of the stone crack, Feng Xin caught it by the side, clamped the back of her neck with one hand, curled his fingers with the other, and scraped the entire spine of her back from top to bottom, as if helping her to smooth her breath.

After a while, Qian Yan coughed violently and exhaled heavily, his eyes slowly retracted, and his face gradually turned ruddy.

"Are you okay?" Feng Xin asked.

"Of course, don't worry, don't worry." As he spoke, he jumped up from the ground and patted his chest.

"Well, that's good."

Seeing that she was not talking like a second ago, she was bouncing up and jumping up the next second.

I breathed a sigh of relief next to me, but the previous memories were inexplicably evoked, and my mood was still a little swinging.