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In the main tent at the foot of the mountain, Ichiso stared at a video that was replayed repeatedly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boss, something happened to the anchor group, they stood still in one place for an hour, only a small displacement every once in a while, but soon returned to their original position. But they had been moving around all the time, and all the spectators saw it......" The staff reported the emergency situation at the scene.

Yisuo turned a deaf ear and stared at the replay footage on the screen: "That's all a trivial matter, it's easy to solve, and the trickiest thing now is these cloned faces!" Quick, go and help me contact the people of the Ghost Shadow Bureau, I have something important to ask. ”

On the computer screen, there is the section of the tomb before the creation anchor group enters the first stone door.

The soft walls on both sides seem to be able to eat people, and the staff and a large number of viewers have captured a shot - the fat general's shrine was thrown casually, and it was "eaten" by the wall!

And it didn't matter, what caught his attention was that the faces that were exactly the same as the anchor stood out on the soft wall.

"Excellent! If it is the same as the principle of Emperor Tai Sui Yan, then these faces are inseparable from the four-leaf clover suspicious grave in the 'Scorpion Feet'. Yisuo helped the gold-rimmed glasses, and the bottom of his eyes flashed brightly.

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In the circular tombway, several major anchors pondered and meditated, but they couldn't figure out why everyone had been standing still for the past hour?

It's not a fantasy, the illusion only works for the parties, and it is impossible for more than three million viewers to be confused by the illusion.

"Boss, what should I do?" The fat man scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Keep walking, and from now on, make a mark for each stone door you pass through, and see if it is possible to enter the repeated tomb passage, and if there is, one of my assumptions may be valid." Fang Yan made a gesture towards Lord Wei, he immediately understood, and used the dragon crystal dagger to slide a notch on the stone door in front of him, and then took the lead and stepped into the door.

The same circular tomb road has broken through three groups in a row, and according to the record of the wifi man, this time it is the thirteenth arc tomb road.

But this time Fang Yan gained a lot: "Yes, this wave is not a loss." We've been to this road before, and it's the scene after entering the stone gate for the first time. ”

"How can you tell? Did you secretly make a mark? Jin Ling'er looked curious.

"At that time, I didn't expect that there was a circular tomb behind it, so I didn't plan to make a mark. But luckily, a few of you helped me stay. Fang Yan pointed at the narrow stone walls on both sides: "Look here, look here, look here, and here, here...... It's all the marks of your palms, there are a lot of sweat stains, and the ash on the wall has obvious traces of being wiped away. Because you had just entered the first stone door, you were all very careful, and you took every step very carefully. After that, every time you pass through a stone door, you all relax exponentially, and slowly you don't bother to support the wall. ”

"Then if this is the arc-shaped tomb road we passed through for the first time, then behind the next door is the road with Wu Zetian's murals?"

"Theoretically, that's so." Fang Yan wasn't sure, "I also hope so, but this cemetery is a bit evil, and it's not surprising that anything happens." ”

Fang Yan led his teammates to the end of the tomb, pushed open the stone door and took a look, and breathed a rare sigh of relief, this is indeed a tomb with murals.

"That's easy, it seems that there are a total of 12 similar arc-shaped tombs, forming an endless loop, and if you can't find a way to crack it, you will keep going around in circles until you die of thirst. Sir, you stay outside first, don't come in, the others come with me. ”

This time, Fang Yan deliberately did an experiment, he numbered the tomb road painted with Wu Zetian's murals as No. 2, and asked Lord Wei to stay in the No. 1 tomb road, while the rest of the people ran to the end of the No. 2 tomb road to put pressure on the stone gate leading to No. 3.

"See, although we were standing in front of the No. 3 sensor door as before, this time it didn't open. It was only after Lord Wei entered Tomb 2 from Tomb 1 that the door between Tomb 1 and 2 suddenly closed, and then when he had completed the first half of Tomb Passage 2, that is, when all of us were in the second half of the arc, the gate of Tomb 3 on this side would open. ”

"Then don't go in, these 12 circular tomb roads can only go in and not back, and if you want to go back to the section with murals later, we have to go around in a big circle."

"That's right, only No. 2 of the 12 tomb roads has murals, so eighty percent of the clues to crack the dead loop are also here. The question is, what is the principle of this mechanism that makes us waste our time in place? ”

Fang Yan asked questions to the loyal ministers, and got a batch of inferences that were completely consistent with his own thoughts:

[Your Majesty has ever thought that you are actually in an erected tire? 】

[Yes, the 12 curved tomb roads, maybe put together are a stone hollow "tire"? 】

[The anchors have been walking, why is the displacement of the tracker feedback 0 many times?] 】

[I see, when the streamers are walking, the tires are rolling in the opposite direction! 】

[So the displacement of the anchors relative to the initial position is 0]

[Every time the streamers enter a new door, the tires turn 1/1/12]

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"Your analysis makes sense, but I have another conjecture."

Fang Yan used his hand instead of the induction pen to draw an upright tire in the air, and split it into twelve equal parts with a not too large arc, numbered 1 to 12 respectively, and the bottom section of the tomb was numbered as 2, with a few graffiti strokes in it, symbolizing a mural, and then adding five villains, comparing them to his own group of lost people. Teammates and spectators watched his hand-drawings on the monitor, listening to him analyze:

"I don't think this tire is rolling all the time, because although this kind of mechanism seems to allow the trapped person to return to its original position indefinitely, the whole 'tire' is not easy to control, and it can't be allowed to roll in one direction endlessly, right? What should I do if I crash into another cemetery? Also, the tracker data shows that we have a shift in the tomb every time and then quickly return to the original point, I think it is still very difficult to appear in the 'tires', because the ancient mechanics were not so powerful. ”

[Yes, the radius of this 'tire' is conservatively estimated to be 35 meters]

[With such a big tire, how can you roll around in the underground mausoleum area? ] 】

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Fang Yan painted a large "river" in the air:

"So change it and change the tires to 'lifebuoys.'"

"What do you mean?" The fat man was confused.

Fang Yan gestured to the air: "There is an underground river near here that is common to underground tombs, which has been transformed into a river mechanism by the people who repair the tomb. We are now trapped in a lifebuoy erected in the middle or bottom of the river, which is divided into 12 arc-shaped tunnels, separated from each other by stone gates. The mechanic should have borrowed the potential energy of the water to keep this 'lifebuoy' floating in a certain area, turning slowly. Every time we pass through a stone door, the lifebuoy turns 1/12th, so no matter how long we walk, we are always in the bottom of the 12-segment arc. ”

"To put it bluntly, it's like a treadmill, always running in place?"

The fat man finally understood, and raised his head thoughtfully, "Is it any wonder that the mechanic set that everyone must cross the door and walk more than half the way to open the next door, so that the 'lifebuoy' can turn a new 1/1/2 turn at the right time?" ”

The fat man's head held high was originally just a habitual action when thinking, but he accidentally saw the mural in front of his forehead, which was the picture of Wu Meiniang strangling Princess Anding to death with her own hands in the picture of changing her life against the sky. Before he could think of it, the little baby ghost winked at him.

"Old ...... Old...... Boss, she'...... She winked at me! ”

The fat man was so frightened that he sat on the ground, ignoring the fact that he was broadcasting live.

If you put the headset to your heart, you can hear his heart pounding.

"Who winked at you?" Fang Yan sensed that something was wrong, followed the fat man's gaze, and found that the dead little baby had his eyes closed all the time, how could he blink an eye? (To be continued.) )