Chapter 626: The venomous second generation ancestor became the follower of the cold and beautiful g
Chapter 626: The venomous second generation ancestor became the follower of the cold and beautiful g
Chapter 626: The venomous second-generation rich man became the follower of the cold and beautiful game master 45
The further they went in, the lower the passage became. There were probably hundreds of stone steps, and the stone walls on both sides were engraved with words they could not understand.
Only Kong Xi had some research on these things, but not much.
She also guessed and said, "This records the life of this general. His achievements, big and small, are countless."
They walked down carefully. This was not a man-made cave, but a natural one, so the towering gate of the underground palace below was also very high.
Finally reached the last step.
The plaque on the underground palace is engraved with four large characters, "Eternal Heroic Souls." The pillars on both sides are also engraved with couplets, "Glorious military exploits are recorded in history, and the ferocious eagle spirit guards the mountains and rivers."
"What a magnificent style!" Fu Hongsheng couldn't help but sigh.
Lu Zhihuan and Rong Yin walked to the front door and looked at the arrows and poison needles on the ground. "The mechanism here has been cracked, so we can go in directly."
The two of them pushed open a door together.
"Creak" sound.
The door opened.
The torches on the wall instantly lit up, startling several people for a moment.
Kong Xidao said, "Don't be afraid, this is called phosphorus fire phenomenon, which means that when a corpse rots, it will produce gases such as phosphine, which has a very low ignition point.
So once the door of the tomb was opened, the air circulated, causing the spontaneous combustion. And because the space was large enough, only the candlelight was lit."
"You know so much!" Wang Jiji patted his heart, "I'm so lucky to have you."
The buildings here are like ancient palaces, magnificent and golden, with dragon-shaped pillars and cloud-shaped columns. There are many stone figurines on display in various shapes, including majestic soldiers and agile war horses.
Some soldiers held spears, some held swords, some held shields, and some held bows and arrows.
The walls of the secret room are depicted with a battlefield full of people. I guess this is the record of the battle to recapture the princess!
There was a large golden tripod right in front of the entire palace, and several people gathered over it.
There were a lot of ashes inside and a lot of unburned bones.
"These are human bones!" Lu Zhihuan saw it at a glance.
Kong Xi nodded, "Yes, these people should have been sacrificed."
Lu Zhihuan and Rong Yin were flipping through the diary they had just picked up. Now that there was enough light, they could see the name on it.
Chen Weixu.
After flipping through a few pages, I found the explanation of this tripod, "Dragon-inscribed Tripod for Suppressing Evil."
Many of the small words written on the side were blurred and could not be seen clearly.
"How strange!" Lu Zhihuan muttered, "Why would they use it to suppress evil spirits?"
Kong Xi held up a flashlight and frowned as he read the contents of the diary. "I always feel like something is wrong."
Rong Yin flipped through the diary. Most of it was Chen Weixu's personal diary, and there were also portraits of various cultural relics.
"To like someone is to protect them, but why is it to suppress evil? Only when you are afraid do you suppress it."
"That's right!" Kong Xi shone a flashlight on the palace wall. "These murals are full of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Why are they recording this?"
Wang Jiji stood beside her. "He's a general. It's not too much to have a wall full of records of his achievements. It's just that people tend to misunderstand him as a warmongerer."
"So that's what's strange about it," Lu Zhihuan said, walking around the tripod. "The words on the tripod are all in Sanskrit. It's really used to suppress evil spirits."
When Kong Xi heard that it was written in Sanskrit, he quickly went over to take a look and said, "Indeed, it is."
She looked up at the roof of the palace and said, "Look at this. Doesn't it look like the seal on the Demon Tower in the TV series?"
Iron chains are intertwined with each other, and many wind chimes are hung on them. "Logically, the wind chimes should make noises as the air circulates. Why is there no sound at all?" Kong Xi said.
Wang Jiji stroked his chin. "This cursed place of ancient tomb remains—think about it, think about it carefully. It sounds like it has another meaning!"
"It seems there's something fishy going on!" Lu Zhihuan had a bold guess in his mind, "I suspect this place wasn't used to bury the princess, but to suppress her."
Jingle bell bell bell!
Jingle bell bell bell!
As soon as she finished speaking, the wind chimes above the palace rang without warning, and the sound was completely different from what a wind chime should sound like.
Several people quickly gathered together.
Fu Hongsheng raised his hands and bowed to all directions. "Did we say something to offend you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry! You are a great man and don't bear grudges."
Wang Jiji was so frightened that his legs were shaking. "We are not Taoist priests who move mountains, nor are we strong men who thank the mountains. People light candles, but ghosts blow them out. We didn't light the candles, and I'm not strong either."
Rong Yin hit him on the back of the head and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense."
Slowly, all the flames in the palace dimmed.
Lu Zhihuan suddenly thought of something and reminded everyone, "Cover your mouth and nose immediately and put on your gas masks."
Upon hearing this, everyone held their breath, rummaged through their backpacks, took out their gas masks and put them on.
After everyone put on their gas masks, Lu Zhihuan explained, "Those wind chimes up there have powder in them, so they won't shake easily. Once shaken, the powder will spread and turn into invisible poison gas."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that, as long as it wasn't a ghost.
But soon, Rong Yin raised his doubts, "Someone has been here before, and the powder has already been sprinkled. Why is it sprinkled again?"
As the group walked in cautiously, they listened to Lu Zhihuan say, "There should be enough of this powder on top of the palace, stored in something that looks like an hourglass.
Because the underground palace is damp, the scattered liquid will melt into water due to the humidity, and then drip along the rope to the top of the wind chime. The juice will dry and turn into powder. If there is sufficient air circulation, it will loosen up in a short time.
In ancient times, it was a colorless and odorless poison."
She had used this powder to drug the enemy camp.
"Sister Zhizhi, you are so amazing! How come you know everything?" Kong Xi praised sincerely.
"You're awesome too."
As they were talking, they had already arrived at the inner hall. The hall here was also very spacious, with a huge coffin placed on the high platform.
The coffin is surrounded by twelve zodiac statues arranged in a circle, enclosing the coffin.
"The twelve zodiac animals." Wang Jiji walked closer, touched it, and flicked it with his hand. It was a large bronze artifact. His voice was deep and mellow. "Pure bronze."
Lu Zhihuan knew this. "The twelve zodiac animals are often used to indicate directions, but they also symbolize time, the twelve hours."
She slowly walked up to the platform. The bronze coffin, more than half a person's height, was engraved with intricate and mysterious patterns in every part.
She took off her gas mask and continued, "The twelve zodiac animals are used to ward off evil spirits and bring blessings, to protect the tomb owner or the temple from harm."
Rong Yin also stepped forward and asked, "If this general really loved the princess, why did he use the twelve zodiac animals as guardian spirits to protect himself instead of the princess?"
Wang Jiji didn't dare to step forward and kept urging, "Let's just return the five-colored glass beads quickly, so we can complete the mission. Who cares if it takes a few days? I think the time is almost up."
He nudged Fu Hongsheng with his elbow, "Brother Fu, isn't that right?"
Fu Hongsheng frowned, and after hearing what he said, he felt that it was right. He looked at Lu Zhihuan and said, "Xiaolu, let's finish the task first, and then we can figure out the rest slowly."
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