According to Lao Xu's design, this route is simply dangerous, but there is really no way but to do what Lao Xu said. We threw our backpacks down and traveled light, carrying only flashlights, two bottles of water, a lighter, and compressed biscuits. Then take out the camping tent in your backpack and wrap it around your body. The scholar and I set up the fourth master, and Lao Xu opened the way in front. Then everyone shook hands with each other, and after a password, they all rushed out of the corner, and the target was the bronze gate in the distance.

The black beeflies, which were dancing in the air, suddenly saw four people and rushed over at once, like a group of bombers, and a dive came over us. We quickly lifted the camping tent with our hands, covered our bodies, and moved forward as fast as we could. By the light of the burning fire of the giant python's corpse, I saw that these black bees had black and green backs, and had mosquito-like tubular beaks, constantly pecking at the tarpaulins we raised, making the sound of rain hitting the leaves. I was distracted for a moment, and I didn't notice that a black beefly actually flew very low and circled from below. I kept bending over, pulling the tarpaulin in one hand and holding the fourth master in the other, and when it was too late to find out, the black beefly pounced on my face. My heart tightened: it's over, it's doomed. In a moment of stunnedness, the scholar actually pressed against the fourth master with his shoulder, and with a flick of his fingers with his free left hand, he actually bulleted the black bee to the ground, and then followed up with a kick to stomp the worm, leaving a pool of black and green juice.

The poisonous fourth master of the black bee fly has already said that if the scholar doesn't save me just now, I will definitely die. But the scholar came to my rescue, and he didn't have time to cover it with anything, so he flicked it for me with his fingers, and if the operation was a little wrong, I was afraid that the scholar would be stung, and he would die. The brotherhood was perfectly displayed at this moment. I nodded gratefully to the scholar, unable to say anything. Hurry up and set up the fourth master with the scholar and continue to flee for his life.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and we bent our waists and lowered our bodies, and actually stumbled and fled into the upper dormitory. We didn't dare to throw away the tarpaulin, so we could only use a flashlight to sweep it roughly, but we didn't find the four plague gods, ran to the stele with a smoke, put down the fourth master, covered him with a tarpaulin, and then pushed the stele hard. The stele opened, and when the four of us returned to the lower dormitory, we found that the black bee fly had not followed, so we breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Xu's plan was implemented smoothly, which made us feel incredible.

The scholar said: "Fourth Master, Lao Xu, you two are too good, I thought that black bee fly was so powerful, but we came over so smoothly." I could kill one of those little flying insects with two fingers. ”

The fourth master smiled weakly and did not speak. Lao Xu said: "Scholar, you don't know how powerful this thing is. Although it was the first time I had seen a live black bee fly, I had seen some descriptions of it in an ancient man's notebook. This black bee fly is a kind of flying insect set up in the tomb by the ancients to prevent theft. In the past, tomb robbers were armed with torches, and when the black bee bee stinged an open flame, it would wake up immediately, and then it would attack in groups, and its toxicity was abnormal. Tomb robbers who are tricked will keep scratching their skin with their hands, but if this continues, the poison will spread to the whole body after a while, and the whole body will be extremely itchy. At that time... Either you scratch your own body to pieces, or you commit suicide to end the pain. ”

After listening to Lao Xu's introduction, cold sweat came down. At that time, the scholar really saved my life. The scholar didn't hesitate anymore after listening to it, and he probably couldn't be afraid.

Now the four of us are in great trouble and have successfully come to the lower dormitory. It is imperative to find the temple immediately. Only by finding the side hall can we judge whether the craftsmen who built it back then have left a secret way out. Not only do you have to look for it, but the sooner the better, although the fourth master is strong, but now he has injured his bones and internal organs, and it has been too long, I'm afraid he can't support it. But does this lower dormitory really lead to the side hall? This tomb is very bizarre, maybe... Maybe there is no temple.

Dead horses are regarded as live horse doctors, and at the moment they can only believe that Old Man Long loves treasures, and he also set up a matching hall according to ordinary people. We can only choose to believe this conclusion so as not to have a psychological breakdown. However, after going around the small burial chamber many times, I found nothing. Everyone knocked here and there silently, and they didn't find any mechanism darkroom at all. The psychology of the crowd began to change slowly, and they gradually became irritable. I know that in this critical place, once we panic, the team will disperse and our faith will be lost. In that case, you'll soon be trapped here. I try to calm everyone down, sit down and rest first, and stabilize your mind. Each of us lit a cigarette, and even the fourth master, who didn't smoke before, lit one. I looked at the scholar with a sad face and asked him, "If you were an old man and you had to build a side hall, where would you choose to build it in the mausoleum?" ”

The scholar didn't even think about it: "It must be under my coffin!" The treasures in this palace are all mine, so I won't let others come in and take them away! ”

The scholar was originally joking, but I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, although the old man Long is the first patriarch of the Holy Dragon Clan, and the intention of building this ancient tomb also contains the secret of guarding the ultimate, then there are two questions: First, the body of the old man Long was not buried in the coffin, but rested on the chair with his clothes, why is this? Second, the old man dragon hid the silk book that recorded the ultimate secret in a bronze box and carried it with him, so the craftsmen who were sealed in the ancient tomb at that time did not take the bronze box with them when they escaped from the secret passage?

When I asked these two questions, everyone was lost in thought. The fourth master said intermittently: "Maybe the ancient tomb was built by the craftsmen first, and then the ancestors were buried by the clansmen?" ”

"I've thought of it too, but it shouldn't be true. If, as you said, whether the craftsman is executed or not, the clansmen have to bury the old man Long. So you have also seen the mechanism along the way, not to mention how the mourners went out in the end, just saying that this old man dragon is also the head of the family, how can he be hastily placed on the chair and not enter the coffin? And the old man Long has the ultimate secret on his body, can he rest assured that the funeral people will not peek at the secret? "I have considered this for a long time, but I don't agree with the fourth master's statement.

"Is it?" Lao Xu was a little excited, obviously realizing something?

Under the flashlight, I smiled at Lao Xu and said, "Well, it seems that we have thought of one thing." I think it should be like this: at the beginning, the old man Long had a premonition that his time was short, so he took out the silk book from the azusa wooden bowl, put the first volume in a bronze box and carried it with him, and the second volume was probably hidden by him somewhere else. But this 'ultimate secret' is too important, and Old Man Long is afraid of leaking the news, so he should not choose to be buried after death, but before death. ”

"Fuck, Mr. Xia, you are just a fantasy, how can anyone enter the mausoleum first without dying?" The scholar's face was incredible.

"Old Man Long should be. Listen to me, Old Man Long was afraid that this ultimate secret would be revealed, so he built this mausoleum with many organs. It should have been built by a craftsman, and then the old man Long came in, and after opening the mechanism, he passed away on this chair. If I'm not mistaken, there should have been no one around. Therefore, he can engrave the secret in his heart on the bluestone under the chair with peace of mind. ”

"Dude, I think there's some truth to what you say. But you said it, but you still didn't say where this matching temple is? The scholar said.

I smiled slightly, and continued, "My inference just now only answers the first question, and the second question, that is, why the craftsmen did not take the silk books in the bronze box with them when they left. ”

"Why?" The scholar is listening to a novel.

"Because, Old Man Long knows that these people will never be able to take away the silk book. Although I don't know what Old Man Long thinks, maybe he has a full grasp of the mechanism he has set up, or maybe he can't bear to let those craftsmen at the bottom of society die at his hands. In short, he connived at those craftsmen? ”

"Connivance? What do you mean? "Lao Xu didn't understand my words.

"Maybe I know where the door to the side hall is."

"Fuck, can you talk a little more neatly, pick up the important thing. I'm in a hurry to sprinkle my family. "The scholar heard me say that he knew how to enter the matching hall, and he was so anxious that he kept urging me to speak out quickly.

"This entrance is simply a stroke of genius from Old Man Long. It's far away, but it's close at hand. It's the bluestone floor tiles engraved with seals! If you guess correctly, under the floor tiles, there must be the matching hall! "It makes sense for me to guess so, I imagine myself as the old man of the dragon, so how will I set up the side hall, and how will I deal with these craftsmen who know the internal structure of the ancient tomb? It just so happened that the scholar had replied that if the scholar was a dragon, the old man would definitely put the side hall under the coffin. So this sentence woke me up at once, if I were an old man dragon, it would be impossible for a craftsman to engrave the ultimate secret on the floor tiles. Moreover, there are many road mechanisms in front of the ancient tomb, and some of them will permanently seal the passage once they are touched, so the safest way is for the craftsman to build this ancient tomb by connecting the karst cave in the mountain according to the design of the old man Long. Then, when the old man Long had a premonition that he was about to die, he entered the newly completed mausoleum, set up various mechanisms himself, and then drove the craftsmen into the matching hall, and sealed the passage entrance between the dormitory and the matching hall with bluestone floor tiles. In the dormitory, he carved the secret on the bluestone floor tiles, put the silk book in his arms, and lay down on the chair and couch to settle down, waiting for the arrival of the deadline......

"Xia Nan, you are really smart, how did you come up with this? I, Xu, really convinced you. After listening to my inference, Lao Xu agreed very much, and then said: "It is impossible for Old Man Long not to know the craftsmen's cats, and to drive them into the matching hall is obviously to let them live." ”

"It's over, old Xu. I'm just guessing, whether it's as I thought, and I can see when I lift the floor tiles. ”

The fourth master barely supported half of his body, and looking at the floor tile, the scholar had already walked over with a flashlight. I saw him come to the floor tiles, and waved his hand at the body of Old Man Long, who had been moved aside by us, and said, "Old Man Long, you have been offended a lot before, and you have to bear more." You see, we are cornered today, and your Xuanxuan grandson is seriously injured and in danger. Don't make trouble when you get old, we will keep it a secret for you, please raise your noble hand and bless us to go out safely. When we go out, I'll give you a lot of burning paper... Ah, no, it's sending money. That's it. ”

Then the scholar took out a dagger in one hand and began to pry it along the perimeter of the one-meter-square bluestone floor tile with the tip of the knife.