Hearing Lin Yi's question, Qian Sheng simply continued to tell the story that he hadn't finished telling before.

"Let's pick up the book, and it is said that this Hu monk came to receive the thousand taels of gold because of his meritorious service in saving people, but he was taken by Jing Zhaoyin in front of everyone, and he was not convinced.

'I saved the lives of your people in Xijing, but I don't want to give me a reward of a thousand gold, you Tang people don't count! ’

Unexpectedly, a young man stood up behind Jing Zhaoyin and said to this Hu monk: "It's not that our words don't count, but that you, the Hu monk, are too vicious, because this poison is caused by you." ’

When Hu Seng heard this, his face suddenly changed.

Someone from the left and right stepped forward to search his body, and sure enough, two bottles were found from him, one black and one white.

This white bottle is the bottle he used when he rescued people three days ago, and this black bottle is naturally the poisoned bottle.

According to his confession, he came from Dashi, and this poisonous powder was refined by him using several poisonous insects in the Western Regions.

The most used is the scorpion tail venom of their large Tibetan tailed scorpion, which only needs to take out a few drops and dissolve them into the well water, and at least vomit up and down, and lose the ability to work.

At this point, the case of poisoning Daxingcheng was solved. The name of the Great Eater Tibetan Scorpion also spread, and it was once known as 'the first strange poison in the Western Regions'. ”

"Good guy, I was wearing a mask, and I got a little scorpion venom, and I almost sent it away, the toxicity of this thing is really not a joke."

Wang Qiang is still a little afraid when he mentions this hidden-tailed scorpion now.

Lin Yi's focus is not here.

"Money shopkeeper, in the story, the young man who saw through the tricks of the monk Hu, who was mentioned in the book, what is his surname?"

"Of course, it is mentioned that this is a very famous young man, this person is Wang Shichong's subordinate Sicang official, the son of Yuan Shouyi, the nephew of Yuan Shoucheng, a famous phase teacher in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and Yuan Tiangang is also!"

"Yuan Tiangang!"

After listening to Qian Sheng's story, Lin Yi silently read the name in his mouth and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly he looked up,

"I suspect that these Great Eater-tailed Scorpions were deliberately bred here in order to prevent others from entering this tomb!"

When Qian Sheng heard this, he also thought about it slightly.

"Quite possibly! This species should not have been here in the first place. If that were to be said, the granary was certainly not just for the craftsmen who built the Buddha statues.

After several people strung together all the information they had now, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

If these scorpion seedlings were introduced into the crypt alone, the species would die out sooner or later.

Only by building a food chain here will it be possible for these exotic species to survive.

This granary is the key to their construction of the underground biological chain.

Rats and insects are the main consumers of food.

And they will also become a delicacy for scorpions.

The scorpion species also has the habit of hibernating, so in winter, the rats have a chance to kill back.

These two groups check each other so that neither side can overflow.

This has allowed this food chain to survive for thousands of years.

As long as these scorpions can survive and multiply, the perimeter of this tomb will be safe.

"Genius! Anyone who could have come up with this idea more than a thousand years ago was a genius! ”

Qian Sheng couldn't help but admire.

"It's not just a genius, I think Ya is the reincarnation of Lord Yama, for fear that this scorpion will not die and raise such a big nest."

"I'm wondering now, the person who set up the bronze statue of the twenty-four heroes before the design, the person who arranged the 'head lowering' in the tomb, and the person who placed these tailed scorpions here, and the one who left a mark on the masonry, could it be a person?"

As soon as Lin Yi's idea came out, Wang Qiang was the first to object.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Playing split personality, right? The outside is full of organs that kill people, and then leave a mark here that ordinary people can't understand at all, and trick people into this tomb disguised as a lotus platform, what is the picture? ”

Oh, yes! What is he trying to do?

The craftsmen who arranged the tombs in the past dynasties arranged their own mechanisms to block the footsteps of tomb robbers and protect the tombs from being stolen and excavated.

The three of them were already in a desperate situation outside just now, and they were about to turn into scorpion snacks, but why did they leave a mark?

Since you want to leave a mark, but you don't open the door generously, do you have to make people go to great lengths to guess?

That is, Lin Yihui has a lot.

If you change someone else, even if you get the revelation, you can't find the furnishings and details around it, and now I'm afraid it's already cold.

"Lin Ye, will it really make Wang Ye right, this craftsman who designed the tomb is really a schizophrenic? Many famous geniuses and artists in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, are said to have schizophrenia.

This was not impossible in ancient times, but the original medical skills could not be determined. ”

When he said this, he directly hit Lin Yi's gun.

"Schizophrenia was recorded as early as more than 3,000 years ago, and it was said in the "Yellow Emperor's Neijing" that 'all mania belongs to fire; The clothes are not collected, the words are good and evil, and the relatives are not avoided, and the chaos of this god is also'.

The understanding of the ancients was certainly not as good as it is now, but this disease has been around for a long time, and treatment methods have been tried from surgery to acupuncture.

"Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" has been used to treat this incurable disease.

However, most of the time, the folk choose the easiest way to treat it - smoking a big mouth. ”

Hearing this, Qian Sheng and Wang Qiang couldn't help but laugh.

However, it also reminded Lin Yi that sometimes, paranoid geniuses, even geniuses who transcend their time, will always be misunderstood as "crazy".

If you want to solve this mystery now, you can only go into this aconite door to find out.

"Look, I just said I wanted to go in and see, but you wouldn't let me in, and now you say you want to go in. If you want me to say, it doesn't matter if he's a schizophrenia or a madman, let's just go all the way to the dark and see what the hell this thing is?

Besides, do we have a way out now? ”

Wang Qiang's words are not rough, the key is that he can't take away this large number of murals that he has in mind.

If you don't have any money here, then look elsewhere.

Moreover, the gate under the lotus seat could only be opened from the outside, and they were now in the middle of this chic-shaped Tang Tomb corridor, and there was no way out around, so they could only break in.

"Wait, even if we want to go in, we have to 'throw stones and ask for directions' first, right?"

As he spoke, Lin Yi took out a few glow sticks from his bag, broke them, and threw them through the crack in the door of the aconitum door.

Taking advantage of this light, the three of them and a monkey curiously leaned on the crack of the door at the same time to look in, and saw that there were also a few eyes on the other side looking at them.

The three of them screamed almost at the same time, and then the door of the aconitum door suddenly opened, and the three of them slumped in and fell in.

(End of chapter)