Chapter 118: Strange Jar
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"I've never seen a zongzi in this form!" I frowned, a little undecided, so I pondered for a while and said, "Maybe the person who designed this thing wanted to extend the life of the zongzi in this way, so as to protect the tomb." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"And what the hell is this?" Lao Wan came over, "Special mask for zongzi?" ā
"I said, what is going on in your pig's head every day?" I didn't even look up, "You think everyone looks like you?" Also masks? You just say alabaster got it. ā
Lao Wan squatted down, took a flashlight and swept the door that was a potter before, and saw that the pottery figurines inside were nothing unusual, so he continued: "Let me tell you, don't I live with my little object these days, people make facial masks every day, and this thing looks similar to yours, eggs, honey, milk, and a lot of unknown things, mixed together like, just wipe it on your face, the whole woman, dry and similar to it." ā
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I rolled my eyes, and said I couldn't tell you about it, and after checking around, I found nothing special, so I took out a ziplock bag, filled it with a little mud that was still wet, and thought about going out later to find someone to see what it was.
After doing all this, Lao Wan asked me what I should do now.
I thought about it for a while, saying that these monsters may be activated by the breath of a living person, you see that the two of us just took a flashlight outside the door for a long time and didn't wake up the things inside, but as soon as the person entered, he fell on the road, and there are so many terracotta figurines inside, there is no reason to only come out of four, and there is no division of labor in this thing, if you want me to say that our previous sand digging predecessors have solved a few, the rest should only be these four, and there should be no problem for the two of us to enter the small door now.
Lao Wan hurriedly shook his head and said Can you stop saying the word "yes", I thought this errand should be quite easy before I came.
I don't know the bottom of my heart when I see Lao Wan like this, and you can't encourage me? Give me a reassurance pill or something.
Lao Wan shook the pistol in his hand and said that there is no reassuring pill, I have iron balls, you can eat them.
I gave him a blank look, and prayed in my heart that my judgment was correct, because there were only these four doors in this place, and there were stone slabs above and below, and if there was no exit from the door where the terracotta figurines were kept, Lao Wan and I would really have to dig holes to get out.
I took a deep breath and slowly walked into the small door where the terracotta figurines were placed, to be honest, I was still quite scared in my heart, so I walked slowly, Lao Wan followed me with a gun, as if following up on other people's houses to steal things.
Fortunately, my judgment is basically correct, after the two of us entered the small door, the terracotta figurines did not change in any way, and the flashlight in Lao Wan's hand was not extinguished, I walked to the back of the terracotta figurines to see, sure enough, there is a dark hole, it seems that the tomb owner deliberately left, not a hole dug by the predecessors of the sand, and the hole that we climbed over is not at all different, neat and complete is a square brick.
Lao Wan cheered, walked in directly, and swept the flashlight, "Safe!" Let's go! ā
I immediately followed, but as soon as I stepped out, a question suddenly arose in my mind.
"What if this is the main entrance? So what does the owner of this tomb want to protect by setting up so many live zongzi at the main gate? ā
This thought crossed my mind like a bolt of lightning in the void, and I stood there thinking for a while, slapping my thigh!
"Those jars!" I hurriedly greeted Lao Wan, "There's something strange in that jar!" Get back! ā
Lao Wan was stunned when he saw me just now, and he knew that I must have remembered something, so he didn't bother to ask at this time, and hurriedly followed behind me, returned to the small door in the west, and was stunned by a large number of jars.
I glanced at Lao Wan, stopped his question, and said directly: "Since the small door full of terracotta figurines is the entrance, then so many zongzi must be to protect something in these small doors." ā
Lao Wan is not stupid, not to mention that I have talked about this, so I suddenly realized: "Even if it is a capitalist cancer, it is impossible to spend so much effort to protect your bedroom and stone table, so"
I nodded, put on my gloves, picked up a crockpot and gently set it aside, "Let's see what the hell this is!" ā
Lao Wan nodded and stepped aside, he has a specialization in the art industry, and he knows that it is better to leave these things to me.
I put the crockpot aside, and took out a miniature drill bit from the bag, which was used to dig sand, and in the middle was a manual metal drill bit, and on both sides were bandages and buckles, which could be disassembled freely, and when you wanted to drill something, you tied it to it, and the person stood next to it and shook the drill bit, even if there was any mechanism in the thing you drilled, it couldn't hurt you, because no matter how delicate the mechanism is, it is also a frontal one, and there is basically no mechanism that can cover 180 degrees, and even if there is, then the mechanism itself can be said to be a national treasure, Don't hide, it's worth dying at the hands of a national treasure.
I drilled the drill bit for a while, although this thing is slow, but safe, so I am not in a hurry, drill one by one, drill for three minutes, just listen to the click, the drill bit in my hand is loose, I know that this is a broken wall, quickly hide to the side, for fear of flying out of it What hidden weapon will kill me.
I hesitated for a while, picked up the drill bit and looked at it, and found that the drill bit was still as usual, and there was no trace of poison, so I gritted my teeth, took out a small saw, and sawed the jar open.
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When I sawed the jar from the middle, Lao Wan, who had been standing aside and watching for a long time, suddenly exclaimed, "Matryoshka? ā
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In front of the two of us, the upper part of the original jar has been held in my hand, there are many words on the inner wall of the jar, I can't read, and I don't care about what is written on the jar, I guess what can be inside, but when I opened it, I saw that it was still a crockpot from Teniang, exactly the same as the one I saw, but it was one size smaller.
Lao Wan and I glanced at each other, and Lao Wan said that you have sawed one, go on, the ancients are really special and can play.
I thought about it too, tied the drill bit back on, and continued to drill.
Another three minutes passed, and even Lao Wan squatted over.
"I said Dawei!" Lao Wan lit a cigarette, "Are we being tricked by the owner of this tomb?" ā
I looked at the third crockpot in my hand, speechless at the fourth crockpot in front of me.
"Keep going!" I gritted my teeth, "I don't believe this bastard is really so boring!" Got so many old rice dumplings to protect these matryoshka dolls. (To be continued.) )
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