Chapter 18 The Everlasting Lamp
My eye sockets were a little sore, probably due to the constant shock of my eyes being too wide, causing my eyes to be dry.
The sight inside the bronze door was so terrifying that I couldn't close my eyes for half a minute.
It's not as dark as we imagined, but it's bright and uncomfortable!
I rubbed my eyes vigorously, almost believing it was true.
"Could it be that someone else has entered this tomb before us?" My brain was a little dizzy, I don't know if it was the after-effects of the previous drowning and lack of oxygen, or if I was dazzled by the light of the bronze door.
I couldn't accept the reality in front of me.
In this ancient tomb that has been sealed for thousands of years, an everlasting lamp held by a lamp slave burns quietly, as if waiting for our arrival.
"If I didn't miscalculate the time, this ancient tomb should be more than 2,500 years old. Could it be that these palace lamps are really like the immortal lamps of King Qin depicted in the legend, which can continue to burn for 10,000 years? Tie He half-knelt on the ground and asked the common question of all of us.
"No, it should be an illusion, even if there is really grease that can burn for thousands of years, then the oxygen consumed alone is a terrifying amount, this bronze door is so heavy, even if it is not sealed enough, the oxygen that penetrates in must be extremely limited. The moment I opened the door, I smelled a strange fragrance, maybe this scene of thousands of lights in front of me was our hallucination. Xu Wenbin covered his nose and said.
"It's not a hallucination, it's all too familiar to me. This is the taste of dragon oil! Wei Cripple leaned beside Qian Nose, sniffed the smell of wax oil emanating from the bronze door, and said slowly.
"Dragon oil! How do you know it's dragon oil? Tie He looked at Wei Cripple suspiciously.
Wei Cripple is Wei Cripple after all, as an old scoop who has been on the ground all year round, he has an extraordinary resistance to the pain caused by his body.
After Lao Zhou's bandaging treatment, Wei Cripple, except for excessive blood loss and some malaise, has no major problems in other aspects for the time being.
"Humph! You new-school boys, except for using explosives excavators, really don't know anything about the things handed down by your ancestors, and because of this, I don't know how many treasures have been destroyed in your hands. After all, Wei Cripple still couldn't lose the pride of his older generation, and his voice sneered.
"Old man, our juniors don't have knowledge, you are well-informed, please give the juniors a palm." Tie He said respectfully.
Palm eye is a black word in the antique market, which means to help with identification.
Wei lame sneered and said lightly: "About a few decades ago, I once went to a cemetery of Tang Wangye, and a kind of fire oil that is not easy to solidify was added to the ever-bright lamp inside, because that tomb has been stolen too many times by predecessors, except for those dilapidated lamp slaves, there is almost nothing of value in it, I am not willing to run in vain, so I will bring back a lot of lamp oil inside, and it will be this fragrance when I go home." ”
"Didn't I hear you, old man? Can you remember these decades ago so clearly? Xu Wenbin smiled, his face full of disbelief.
Wei Cripple looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous: "Hahahaha, the hairy boy is the hairy boy, the evil that is passed on to you in the industry, I thought you should have a little knowledge." Now it seems that it is just a stroke of luck. That's it, for the sake of your youth, you don't have the same knowledge as you! ”
After Wei lame finished speaking, he pouted at me: "Xiaoliang, is my fire engine oil with you?" ”
About dragon oil, I had long heard what Wei Cripple said along the way, and I knew that what he said was the truth, and when I heard him ask me, I immediately nodded: "Yes." ”
"Take it out and give them a slap in the face."
I rummaged around my backpack and found that it didn't, and I thought it had fallen out while I was in the lake.
At this moment, Xia Jiujiu, who came ashore from the water, stretched out his hand and threw it at Xu Wenbin and threw the dragon oil over, and I remembered that the dragon oil had been used by Xia Jiujiu to deal with those Northeast witches just now.
"What kind of oil is this, it tastes so good." Xu Wenbin poured the dragon oil on his hand, twisted it with his hand, and found that it was particularly slippery, and immediately smiled evilly: "This thing has a sticky and slippery taste and is so fragrant, if it is made into lubricating liquid or essential oil, there must be a market." ”
Lao Zhou, who was drinking water on the side, heard Xu Wenbin say this, squirted out the water in one gulp, waved his hand and said, "Don't be joking." This kind of 10,000-year-old oil, according to legend, is refined from the fat of a young girl, and it is not nice to say, the kind of oil you pour in your hand may be the corpse oil that has been put for hundreds of years. ”
As soon as Xu Wenbin heard that it might be corpse oil, he immediately threw out the fire engine oil bottle with a shake of his hand.
I heard that this 10,000-year-old oil may be corpse oil, and I suddenly felt a feeling in my stomach that was turning over the river and the sea.
After Xia Jiujiu went ashore, he didn't rush to roast the fire, but wrung out his hair with his head sideways: "Corpse oil is indeed anti-burning, but it obviously takes too much to burn for a thousand years." ”
"It's useless to say anything, whether it has been burned for thousands of years, you have to go in and see if you know." A guy on the side said excitedly.
"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if it's corpse oil or dragon oil, Lao Tzu just needs to know that it's not poisonous, and the other Lao Tzu is not interested, if you love to study, these lamp oils belong to you, and Lao Tzu only needs the burial utensils inside." After Xu Wenbin finished speaking, he smeared the oil on his hand on the stone and took the lead towards the bronze door.
Seeing him going straight in, Tie He immediately stopped him and said, "Boss, the brothers have been tossing and tearing this time, and the losses are relatively large, entering the bronze gate, in case there is any danger, the brothers are so tired that they are very likely to be folded inside." ”
Xu Wenbin glanced at Tiehe dissatisfied, and then looked at a few of us dissatisfied: "You can bear it?" ”
Wei lame lifted the amputated foot, and said with a wry smile: "What can I do if I can't help it?" I can't go, old man. ”
After being silent for a long time, Xia Jiujiu suddenly said: "I don't think it's as good as this, today we will camp near this bronze gate, and when we have the physical strength, we will get up and simply enter the bronze gate to investigate first, and the rest of the people will bury the pot here and cook and rest in place." ”
Xia Jiujiu's proposal was unanimously approved by us, so we quickly assigned the task, Tie He stayed to take care of Wei Cripple and Qian Nose, and the two guys were responsible for sorting out the equipment and burying the pot to cook.
I, Xia Jiujiu, Xu Wenbin, and Lao Zhou, who has rich historical knowledge, formed a team and took the lead in entering the bronze gate to investigate the situation inside......
After a brief rest, we ate some compressed biscuits, sorted out a small amount of equipment, and the group of four immediately headed into the bronze gate.
Stepping over the knee-high white jade threshold, you are greeted by a more fragrant fragrance.
Somehow, I always felt that the scent had a disgusting smell of fish, smelling like the corpses of women soaked in stalactites.
The space of the corridor is large, and the ground is paved with a white ore that looks like jade but not jade.
This kind of stone, when I was traveling in Changbai Mountain, I saw it many times on the ground, it is a kind of white stone.
"Doctor Zhou, what kind of stone do you say is this white stone on the ground? I've seen many on Changbai Mountain. I asked curiously.
Lao Zhou didn't look at it, and explained casually: "This kind of stone looks smooth and delicate, and the candle light is yellowish, and it can still show such a white color when it shines on it, which shows that it should be a kind of Changbai jade abundant in Northeast China." As for the kind of stone you mentioned, it should be a volcanic stone caused by the eruption of Changbai Mountain, which can be easily rubbed out of sparks......"
I wanted to ask again, but I suddenly heard Xu Wenbin in front of me ask in a low voice: "Look, how can there be so many dragon heads above these lamp slaves!" ”
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