The Underworld Walks in the Wind and Snow in the Fourth Volume of the Ping Trace Ghost Chapter 50 Qin Song Haha, now I can really find a savior, I just buried these two, as well as gold bottles, copper coins, and jade buckles, in the unfinished robbery pit of the Qin Emperor's tomb. www.biquge.info At that time, I wanted to hide myself, so I had to hide all these things and not take them with me, so I thought about where to put them, and finally took advantage of the night to sneak into the management area of the Qin Emperor's tomb. Find a pit with a diameter of more than one meter, which is the hole dug by ancient tomb robbers who wanted to steal the treasures in the tomb. However, the hole was not dug up, and it may have been poisoned in the mercury volatile zone, so it was abandoned. I don't know how long it took for the pit to settle down to a depth of less than a meter, so I dug down two meters in the small pit, put the things in a long bag, filled them and moved them back to the turf. This is to hide people's eyes, and second, even if someone knows, it is not easy to steal my things in the mercury volatile area, so I bother Qin Shi Huang and his old man to show me the bag first. I want to see if I can use the 2,000-year-old tomb anti-theft facilities of the ancestors of Qin Shi Huang, and see what kind of curse this crazy thousand-year-old ghost has on my master.

However, while these two things are useful to me, I can't pick them up now. I'm just a smoke soul, maybe not material at all, and that material thing doesn't exist for me. What now? Find a way to go back and end this expedition? Or will you be at peace with what you have come? Actually, both of these options are very slim, and I am still in the boundless dark space, with no direction at all, and I don't even feel up and down. The skulls of those animals were frightened, and they were still flying aimlessly, but they didn't dare to approach the star-moon light source. I use the skull as a body for the time being, and if I don't move, I now have a direction, the direction I came from when I approached the stars and moons. How to determine this direction? The position relationship between the treasure knife and the pearl is fixed, so it becomes a direction marker. From this, I thought again, can we find which side is up, then from this position up three meters is the ground! The location of the thief hole is on the west slope of the sealed mound, so less than two hundred meters to the east is the top of the sealed mound, and the professor, Brother Cheng, and the others must still be there waiting for me to wake up. Otherwise, if you go downward, you will be able to enter the tomb. I carefully recalled the position of the orb and the sword, and although the direction could be roughly determined, the darkness of the space made it impossible for me to feel everything!

But at this time, it was already improving, and it was difficult for those beast bones to maintain their battle formation in the panic, and I found that something appeared in the space, and it turned out that the beast bone battle array had closed my senses. I sighed, the tomb of the Qin Emperor is really not so simple, and even a ghost can't easily enter. If I hadn't happened to bury my Knife Orb here, I really don't know what would have happened to me now!

Below me, now I can be sure it's below, there is a mass of such a large scale, almost like a medium-sized town. I can't describe the scene concretely, and there's more to it than I can feel as a ghost. An almost endless chain of spontaneous bows, flaps, boulders, and fine sand, all of which are subtle and ingenious. Copper and iron grout filled the cracks in the stones, and the most wonderful thing was that there were most of the ghost walls in the middle, which meant that as a ghost, I couldn't travel through the walls. Fortunately, the wall is not completely sealed against ghosts, and if it is sealed, the ghosts inside will not be able to report to the underworld, so all the tombs are empty.

I found the void and swam in, and there were countless treasures, large and small, all of which had only a general appearance in front of me, but there were many that I could see, more than I had seen anywhere else. There is a square hall in the middle, as well as the main tomb passage in the direction of the cross and several auxiliary tomb passages and transepts. On the pedestal in the middle of the hall is a coffin of extravagance and luxury, and it is also covered with a pavilion made of gorgeous luxury. The hemispherical dome was inlaid with countless orbs that were many times more beautiful than my orb, and almost all of them were night pearls that radiated so brightness that it was so difficult for me, a ghost, to move inside, that is, those orbs illuminated the space as if it were day. The surrounding ground was filled with a deep layer of oxidized mercury, and there were bridges, corridors, pavilions, staircases, and large swaths of gold, silver, bronze, flowers, trees, and rare birds and beasts, and various figurines of gold, silver, jade, and ceramics were interspersed. If you stand in the middle of the tomb, you will feel that the dome of the tomb is quite far away, and you need to look far away! The height is even more distant than the border, and there are a large number of delicacies in the storage hall, some of which I don't know what craftsmanship is made of, and it seems that it can still arouse people's appetite today, two thousand years later. It can't be true, but what material is used to do the engraving and color processing. Many large vats of wine are displayed in a side hall, and there are countless exquisite wine vessels and eating utensils, and the gorgeous clothes and utensils are even more difficult to count. In addition to the well-placed ones, there are also burial chambers that are scattered and stacked close to the top of the tomb, like a hill. It's a sigh that more than 2,000 years ago, in the land of China, how many skilled craftsmen and how many treasure wizards were gathered here, and it was built into a tomb that only the legendary Lingxiao Treasure Hall can match!

It's a miracle that so many treasures can still be preserved after 2,000 years. I heard Professor Chen say that in the Song Dynasty, this tomb was also excavated by the order of the imperial court, but for some reason, not many artifacts were taken out, and it was restored to its original state. There are so many tomb robbers in history, "there is no hill in the world" and "there is no place for lying cattle outside Luoyang City", but whether it is a highly skilled captain who touches gold, or a long hoe and shovel, as well as the court background of the Faqiu Tianguan and the magical mountain movers, as well as the more mysterious Guanshan Taibao, no one has been able to touch the treasures in this tomb for more than 2,000 years. What is the magical power that finally protects all this?

I wandered through it and almost forgot the purpose of my trip. The task given to me by the professor is almost complete, but I still have my own purpose. It's to find my damn solution to the vast array of scripture characters and beautiful murals stored in it, as well as the contents related to the Heavenly Master's Seal of the Ghosts. When I found the room where the books were stored, I was helpless again. There were so many bundles of bamboo slips on the shelves, and thousands of brocade silk books, that I, as a ghost, could not even turn them over! Not only the seal characters of various styles, but also the characters of various countries during the Warring States Period, where can I understand the ghost of a student who failed the college entrance examination! I want to cry without tears.

I was wandering, sighing, and at some point, some ghosts appeared around me. They looked like they were staring at me sneaky, and the ghosts of dozens of vicious dogs were the first to rush up. These vicious dogs are very different from the ghost dogs in the ancient tombs of Changbai Mountain, I think the ghost dogs in Changbai Mountain are dogs, just like I think I am still a human, and these are all dead dogs in front of me, they are ghosts of dogs, so they can only be called dog ghosts. First of all, it is very large, so big that it is larger than the average donkey now, and it is clearly the most ferocious Tibetan mastiff. How should I describe the ghosts of those Tibetan mastiffs, fierce, vicious, mighty, ruthless words can't express them at all, as soon as they see me, they rush towards me without hesitation, I can't avoid them but run for my life. But I'm a ghost and they're ghosts, they can go where I can go, they can go through the walls I can pass through, and the places they can't pass through have the same effect on me, and I can't remember how many times I have been caught and torn by them. Finally I fled to a bronze tripod in front of the high platform, and suddenly I felt that I could no longer move an inch! The vicious dogs were all turning around from afar, barking at me silently.

I noticed that the inscription on the bronze tripod was radiating a strange light to me, in fact, I should be able to feel its effect on me from a distance, and I would never have approached it if I had not panicked. I now felt that it was constantly sucking me into the tripod, and I felt that I was getting weaker and weaker, and then it was dark, and I was all sucked into the round three-legged copper tripod.

As soon as I entered the Dingzhong, I felt surrounded by the strong sound of "sassy ・・・・・・", which seemed to come from a large pot of boiling hot oil, and I was in the middle of the hot oil, and all my senses were not drowned in the strong, sharp sting. After a moment, the voice gradually changed to something being sung by thousands of people in "Ah・・・・・・. It's like a roar, it's like a roar. Then there was a sudden pause, silent for only a few seconds, like the calm before a storm, and then a mighty sound of bells and drums rang out!

All my senses were filled with the sound, and the only thing I could feel was the sound. To the accompaniment of the drums, there was a team of thousands of people singing in unison, but in such an extremely impactful sensory environment, it was impossible to hear the chanting at all. Most of it was noise, as if it were an old cassette tape. And I don't know if it's because of the development of the teeth of the ancients or because of the immaturity of the language at that time, even if there is a person standing in front of me and reading the lyrics carefully, I may not be able to understand what is being said, far beyond the difficulty of the ancient Chinese class, there are too many missing expressions. Fortunately, it was played back and forth, and it took a long time to remember some of the content very uncertainly. It seems to be what "・・・・・・ Xi only my emperor・・・・・・ this day Chen (谶) ・・・・・・ Jin Wuya (loaded) ・・・・・・ rivers and rivers are red, ・・・・・・ the universe is the same, more than 10,000 ・・・・・・"

I couldn't hear it all, but I was more concerned about how to get out of the ding, and I couldn't think about it until I got used to the loud music. I've heard of an ancient way of "recording" an artifact that was made while singing and chanting nearby, sometimes intentionally, but mostly unintentionally, so much so that many of the artifacts were recorded as meaningless noise. For example, when firing porcelain and casting bronze, when the object is made in a certain process or process, the sound of the surrounding situation can be recorded in some form, which may be that the sound waves affect the arrangement of molecules, just like recording a disc or a tape. However, it is not easy to decipher the recorded content, and it requires a method similar to that of a disc reading device. The sound in this copper tripod was obviously intentionally recorded, but I don't know why I can hear the sound recorded in this copper tripod now.

But how do I get out? It wasn't until the voices in the copper tripod became a part of myself that I felt that I could feel the environment outside of the copper tripod. I noticed that the ghost dogs were coming and going in a frenzy, and there were a lot of ghosts wandering around, not knowing what they were doing or thinking. I became a part of the copper tripod---- its soul!

After another moment, suddenly I felt like I was going to talk to me, but the way of communication was very unusual, as if I had put all the content and thoughts in a bag and put them into my mind, and then my mind had its consciousness, and it was thinking in its way, and I knew what he knew. Here I need to interpret it in terms of the linear way of thinking of human beings, and it can be said that in the future, my mind can almost interpret the way of communication of aliens. I remembered what the third uncle said, "Don't explain ghosts in a human way, you can't interpret them at all." "I'll call it for now, though that's not exact, because I'm almost in a state of merge with it. I'll interpret it in modern language, because the communication is not just like the ancient text, it is more difficult to understand than that, and it can only be explained in general terms.

It: "What is the reason the general is here?"

Me: "Me, eh, looking!"

It: "What is the point of you wanting to restore your true body?"

Me: "It's important to me, maybe you don't understand it." ”

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During this exchange, I understood something, this tomb of the Qin Emperor is really not something that can be excavated. In addition to the solid copper and iron grout walls and the large amount of mercury poisoning everything, there are also some array settings for souls. For example, the beast bones I encountered when I came were originally the Five Thunder Ecstasy Array before the Warring States Period, and the soul of the living person entered the tomb and was immediately captured by the large array, and was permanently consumed in the array until it was dispersed. If I hadn't accidentally buried my sword and the pearl of the night here, I'm afraid my soul would have been gone. In addition to these five thunder ecstasy arrays, there are many settings in the tomb, and even ghosts cannot be watched, and the living will inevitably become ghosts when they come.

I was slowly reading the contents, when I suddenly felt that out of nowhere flew a golden bird, a robot made of metal, but flying as lightly as a real bird, and it seemed to be conscious. It flew above the copper tripod and stopped in the air with its wings trembling, and slowly approached the copper tripod downward, the tremor of the wings made the copper tripod resonate, and a "buzzing ・・・・・・" sound was generated and echoed in the copper tripod, and it became stronger and stronger. In this tremor, my consciousness was blurred, and I could no longer read the content of the copper tripod to me, so it became more and more blurred, and finally there was a bang, it was the claws of the robot bird that landed on the ears of the copper tripod, and as the echo of the copper tripod gradually dissipated, I involuntarily gathered above the copper tripod, and finally gathered into myself again. The robotic bird's eyes looked at me, as if they knew of my presence, but they didn't make any moves.

Some dog ghosts found out that I had left the copper tripod and chased after me, so I quickly fled in the direction of the coffin.