I don't think we need to be anxious, if Yang Gang does have a problem, and it belongs to the Zhang brothers, then it doesn't matter, at least for now, we are safe, he doesn't want our lives, just use it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Alright, it's almost dawn, you guys can sleep!" The pangolin prepares to return to his post and remain on duty.

I looked up at the moonlight that was about to disappear on the dome, and there was still not a single star on the dome: "Maybe there will be no sun when it is dawn, the weather is changing, and it is estimated that there will be rain." ”

"If it's raining, will it rain in the dungeon?" Shangguan Yaxiong thought of this question reasonably, after all, on the dome of the sky in the underground palace, the sun appeared during the day and the moon appeared at night.

"This shouldn't be, otherwise the cultural relics here would not have been so completely preserved, and they would have corroded a long time ago." The pangolin glanced up to the west, and the hairy moon had been blocked by the palace, and the light was even fainter.

"I'm sure that in addition to the sun, moon and stars that will appear on the dome in the underground palace, except for all this light, things like rain and snow will definitely not appear, otherwise the mercury in the rivers, lakes and seas would have been diluted or washed away long ago, and it can still be preserved to this day." I answer in the affirmative.

In front of the Yanwang Palace, not far from us, is the Bohai Sea guarded by bronze figurines, the silver-white sea water in the Bohai Sea ripples, and it is still mercury.

"I'm just afraid that as long as it rains outside, the dungeon will be dark, and it will be inconvenient to move, and it will be pitch black, only with the help of flashlights." The pangolin looked at the time, and soon it was dawn.

"At that time, I'm afraid that our location will not be able to hide from anyone, and the Zhang brothers will definitely find us with flashlights." What I'm worried about is being caught by the Zhang brothers again.

"It would be nice if there was a way to light up and make it impossible for others to find out where we were." The pangolin said and looked at me, "Isn't there a light trough in your novel that illuminates the dungeon?" ”

"That's right, why didn't you see it, if you light the lamp trough, then the whole underground palace will be lit up, and there will be fires everywhere, and they will never know that we are there." Shangguan Yaxiong suddenly remembered and said to me.

They were right, I did light the trough in my dream, and it also illuminated the whole dungeon, the problem is that after entering the dungeon, I didn't see a similar trough for lighting at all, but I saw many candlesticks, but there were no candles on them.

"Let me think about it." I closed my eyes and tried to return to the dream, "In the dream, I lit a lamp trough on the shore of the Yellow Sea, and I did it unintentionally. ”

"We were chased by the bloodthirsty golden turtle to the East Tomb Road crossing, and then we walked back until we hid here, and we didn't find it!" Shangguan frowned and pondered, apparently they hadn't found a light trough that could be ignited either.

"If you don't get it, it will decay and disappear a long time ago, not to mention that even if there is a lamp trough, the oil in the lamp trough has long been dried up, and it can't be ignited." The pangolin seems to have seen such things in the tombs he has experienced, but it has long since lost its usefulness.

I thought back to my dreams, in which troughs that could catch fire were all over the dungeon.

The scene in the dream,Most of them start to forget when they wake up.,And the speed of forgetting is very fast.,If I hadn't recorded it after waking up from the dream.,And then come back and watch it several times.,Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't remember the scene in the dungeon in the dream.。

"You can ignite it in your dreams, how can it be extinguished, unless it is not lit at the time, or the lamp is depleted of oil, or the oxygen for burning is exhausted." The pangolin analyzed again.

"Hehe, these are mysteries to be solved." I can't tell, "Let's look for it, maybe there is, but we didn't find it, after all, the things in the underground palace have been sealed in the dust for more than 2,000 years." ”

"We can try to find it." The pangolin agreed with my suggestion.

Shangguan Yaxiong looked at me and the pangolin and said, "Just the three of us, wake up the three of them too, there is a lot of power, and it is faster to find it." ”

I looked around, and the light from the Mao Moon was getting weaker and weaker, and it might soon get darker, and it was pitch black in the dungeon at that time, and we couldn't do anything without lighting tools, and we couldn't move an inch.

"It's okay, while you can see it." After I finished speaking, I shouted to the sleeping old K, "Old K, get up!" ”

"What's the matter, where is the Shell Lang?" Old K woke up and asked in a daze.

Lao K's words in a daze woke up Yang Gang and Zhao Linsheng, and they hurriedly got up and looked around, thinking that there was really a corpse.

"There is no bloodthirsty golden turtle, now that it is getting dark, we have to find a way to find the ignition trough arranged in the dungeon." I spoke to the people who had just woken up from their dreams.

"Ahh Old K was surprised.

I understood what Lao K meant, he probably thought that he slept until the next night, so he smiled and said to Lao K: "You are sleepy, you haven't slept for a day, the sky is almost bright, but the weather is not good, it is cloudy outside, it may rain, so it will be dark in this underground palace, wake you up is to take advantage of the light of the little hair moon to check around, can you find a lighting tool that can ignite the fire." ”

"Oh-scare me!" Only then did Lao K wake up, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

"Legend has it that there is an everlasting lamp in the dungeon, are we looking for that?" Yang Gang moved his whole body, and this condition made him sleep uncomfortable.

"For the time being, no matter what kind of lamp it is, as long as it can be ignited, the more the better, and if you find it, you can light it." It's not that pangolins don't believe in the existence of ever-bright lights, but at the moment, they only need things for lighting, and anything can be done.

"It's been thousands of years, will it still be useful to find it?" Zhao Linsheng suddenly asked.

Zhao Linsheng is a farmer, not a tomb robber, and in fact, many tomb robbers are farmers before them, and there is no technology for general tomb robbing.

"Let's try it, if the sky is really going to get dark, there is no light, we can't do anything, we can't even get out of the underground palace, the flashlight is too conspicuous, it can't be turned on, and it will be discovered by the Zhang brothers." The pangolin talks about the environment we might be in next.

Hearing what the pangolin said, everyone also understood, and immediately looked around.

Everything in the dungeon is sealed by thousands of years of dust, the appearance is not clear, there is only an outline, the important thing is that we can't turn on the flashlight, and now the flashlight in our hands can only be used as a last resort for self-defense.

The only thing that flows in the dungeon is water, which is mercury, because we are definitely not close to the flowing silvery-white liquid, and the rest of the place is also carefully walked, and even our movements are like medical staff on the operating table, every step is like handing scissors, so that every step is like handing scissors, so that every step is like a camp.

We can't go too far, let alone out of the sight of our companions, and we have to listen to the movements in the dungeon, watching out for the bloodthirsty beetles and known ghost bones.

I held a small shovel, and when I saw something suspicious, I used the shovel to pull out the dust and inspect it, and the others were the same, either with a shovel, or with a stick, or directly with a Luoyang shovel.

We searched for a while, but we didn't find a similar slot at all, and the animal-like candlestick did, but there was no candle on it.

Everyone is scattered, the conversation is inconvenient, and occasionally you can only communicate with gestures, and the most common gesture is to shake your hands or spread your hands, all of which are no gestures.

I began to doubt the reality of my dreams, and even laughed at myself for taking them as reality, and just as I was shaken myself, the pangolin made a discovery and beckoned to me.

"Did you find anything?" I walked up to the pangolin, and the pangolin pointed to me.

Sure enough, in the dim light, a dust-swept trough appeared on the ground, like a wooden trough used to start a fire in a farmer's house, consisting of three sides, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and with strange serrated edges, a shape I seem to have seen somewhere.

I frowned and crouched down, and I found that from the outside, the depth of the groove was very deep, and from the top of the groove, it was a very shallow groove at all.

"The bottom is oil, and there is a layer on top of it, and it is covered with something that conducts oil, and after ignition, the fire burns on top and does not directly touch the grease below." The pangolin has studied it, and then told me the answer to solve my doubts.

"Oh, like kerosene lamps, the ancients were so clever." I couldn't help but exclaim.