The fat man took a deep breath, and as soon as his voice opened, he really began to sing, and as soon as the song came out, he finally brought back to reality the thoughts of the Zhang brothers, who were still focusing on studying stone paintings over there. I saw the two of them watching the fat man singing with confused faces, and I guessed with my toes what they were thinking?

What kind of play are these people playing?

After singing a short paragraph, the smoker couldn't stand it and shouted to the fat man, "Stop singing." People ask for money for singing, but you sing so badly. ”

The fat man stopped and scolded, "I don't think it's a good song, come on, don't disturb Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can feel that this door is open, so he will open the door for everyone in one go" After speaking, he was ready to continue singing.

"You idiot, the big head teased you, I didn't expect you to take it seriously." I couldn't help it. Such a ridiculous scene is not at all suitable for this ancient tomb, and completely destroys the dangerous and terrifying atmosphere that we have been creating all along.

"What? Tease me. Only then did he finally stop, and Taro put down his hands covering his ears with peace of mind. Big head, you have fun with Lao Tzu. It's a shame that I still sing so well. ”

"Haha, ahhh," the big head laughed so hard that his injured shoulder hurt because of the shaking, "I'm just joking you casually, who knows if you take it seriously, to be honest, how did your brain grow, why don't you have any discernment?" ”

"I'm just amusing you, fat man, I don't know how deep it is, look at all of you with sad faces, so you can only sacrifice yourself in exchange for everyone to be happy. No, the effect is very significant. "The fat man is holding on to the dead duck's hard mouth.

"Don't be poor one by one" Taro stopped the seemingly endless bickering, "Big head, how to open this door." ”

"The method is very simple, the light-colored bluestone brick, kneel up, bow three times and bow six times, show respect, and the stone door will naturally open. I guess there's some mechanism under the stone. The big head pointed to the bluestone brick and looked at the fat man.

The fat man moved his feet, but he hesitated and didn't go, "Fat man, I won't do this, I'm going to you." ”

"Haha, fat man, I really didn't tease you this time, this door is opened like this."

"In that case, let's brothers." Seeing this, Zhang Wei interjected, and when he saw that we had no objections, he and Zhang Yao knelt down on their knees solemnly, bowing three times and bowing six times, and their movements were extremely formal and solemn.

When the bow was over, only to hear a loud sound of "squeak" from the bottom of the stone door, as if the iron chain was slowly pulling, the stone door finally opened slowly, a musty smell gushing out from the door, everyone hurriedly covered their noses and retreated.

Soon the stone gate had opened a hole as wide as the secret passage we had just walked through, allowing people to enter normally. But it is strange to say that the group has been tossing outside the door for so long, trying their best to get in, and now it is really open, but no one dares to take a rash step forward.

The musty smell slowly faded, "Let's go, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided." "In the end, it was the big head that took the lead, and we rushed in.

Stepping through the stone gate, there is a huge space, the ground is full of bluestone bricks, even such an advanced mining lamp above our heads, it can only illuminate a little distance, and we can't peek into the whole picture.

"This tomb seems to have not been opened for a long time, the space inside is too large, the dust is thick, the mining lamp is almost useless here, everyone is separated on the nearby wall to find out if there is a permanent lamp, the ancients did not have electricity, they want to come here, they will inevitably use lamp oil to illuminate."

Soon, I found an exaggerated groove not far from the right side, and when I touched it with my hand, there was a greasy one in it, which smelled like oil, and Zhang Wei also sent out a similar device over there.

"Let's see if we can ignite it."

Stepping back a little distance, I threw the burning match into the groove, and with a "poof" sound, a fire path that ran into the distance was lit up and down, and I couldn't help but sigh that the ancients were really powerful lamp oil, and it could still be used for thousands of years.

Of course, I didn't realize a question at the time: how could a thousand-year-old lamp oil still be in a liquid state?

The fire paths on both sides immediately illuminated the tomb clearly, and it was unobstructed. With the light, everyone turned off the miner's lamp, and as far as the eye could see, this tomb was so big and terrifying that the length alone was probably more than ten miles away.

"Hey, why isn't there anything?" The fat man was probably the first to read it, but he didn't see any signs of treasure at all, and he was immediately extremely disappointed.

"It's not nothing, you see, there are pictures on the walls on both sides."

Since the tomb could be seen clearly at a glance, and there was no threat, everyone put down and boldly walked to the sides, only the fat man still did not give up and muttered, "Impossible, how can there be nothing in such a foreign tomb." ”

We don't care about him, just look at the two paintings, the picture on the right depicts the vast desert-like place suddenly collapsed, a large area collectively subsided at a very terrifying speed, followed by a group of people dressed in the same clothes as the stone gate crawled out of the ground, stood on a high place, and began to migrate after seeing their homes buried. Seeing this, I turned my eyes to the fact that there seemed to be several black dots following behind the migrating crowd.

Was it a mistake on the part of the artist? Forget it, no matter, I continued to look down, this is a picture of a fight, the group of people who are migrating and a large number of troops that suddenly appear in a fight to the death, but unfortunately the scene of the fight is not described much, the picture is transformed into these people staying in an abyss, in front of them is a big mountain, from their point of view the mountain can be described as towering into the clouds. They performed a ritual in front of the mountain that I could not understand at all, and as a result of the abyss, countless rare birds and beasts sprung up like a tide from all directions, lost their wildness, and obediently knelt at the feet of these people. At the end of the ceremony, a stout and short man stood at the head, pushed open a huge stone gate at the foot of the mountain, and walked in, never to come out again. When the sun and the moon were replaced, and the mountain gate was opened again, the short man was sitting on a giant spider as big as a monster.

In the next picture, the short young man is clearly middle-aged, and there is only one child by his side, and he is carving something on the stone wall of the mountain by the moonlight.

In the next picture, the short man has entered his old age, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, the ground is densely packed with thousands of people, he stands on the giant spider as if he is talking something, and the children in the previous picture around him have grown up almost exactly like his youth. When he finished speaking, he sat down directly on the giant spider and returned to the mountain, except for the young man beside him.