Three days later, new photos from Siguniang Mountain were sent over.
Zhang Zhuoxun and the others led the team into the cave again. The process was the same as before, including shoveling horse manure, turning on the machine, and climbing into the thief cave.
However, this time the passage was more than twice as difficult as before. Due to the uneven rocks in the cave, the rocks were sometimes narrow and sometimes wide. They seemed to be crawling in a straw full of wrinkles, and every time the wrinkles shrank, the passage was more than twice as difficult as before.
Sometimes, the fat man had to get stuck once, and he was so angry that he almost cursed.
The group of people crawled in the thief's cave in darkness, and finally an opening appeared in front of them.
Zhang Zhuxun jumped down from the exit and looked at the cave.
The layout here is obviously much more sophisticated than the previous two places. The entire cave has been renovated into a domed stone chamber, and the ground is very flat. There are even two rows of human-shaped stone pillar lamp figurines with no facial features standing on both sides of the stone chamber.
The third sealing stone was right in front. The Huo family was already impatient and wanted to rush over, but the younger brother stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, there's something weird here."
Some people don't believe it, "The whole journey has been so smooth, what could be weird?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhuoxun bent over and kicked the man on the knee. The man was caught off guard and stumbled forward. Bo Linggai thumped on a stone slab in front of him.
The stone slab sank instantly under the force. At the same time, the lampposts with human figurines on both sides of the stone room made a clicking sound of rubbing stones. The side without facial features suddenly turned around to face everyone, and at the same time, the figurine lamp posts in the hands of the human figures
The lamp I was holding lit up with flames.
The Huo family members were all frightened by this sudden change and kept retreating. The one kneeling on the ground was so frightened that Linen was stunned. His whole body was stiff, his face was pale, and he did not dare to move.
Zhang Zhuxun sneered, glanced around the shrinking Huo family, sighed and shook his head.
When he actually entered the ancient Zhang family building, he found these people a burden even if they were used as cannon fodder.
"You're worthless. A little trap can scare you like this." Fatty mocked unceremoniously, "Get out of the way and don't block the road. Fatty, go over and take a look."
The fat man pushed aside the Huo family members who were blocked in front of him, walked to Zhang Zhuxun and his younger brother, and looked at the stone slab where the firelight was concentrated, "Hey, there are words here, what are they written on?"
"Those who are not from my tribe will die if they enter." Zhang Zhuxun read out the two lines of seal script.
The fat man said "huh?" and widened his eyes, "Those who enter will die? What does this mean?"
The younger brother looked solemn and spoke slowly, "This is a warning. People with foreign surnames cannot enter the Zhang family's ancient building alive."
A chill shot up from the soles of his feet up to his spine. The fat man rubbed the goosebumps on his body and felt a little panicked, "Damn it, brother, don't scare me!"
The little brother didn't say anything, he just stared at the complete fire-walking and wind-burning unicorn on the sealing stone with deep eyes.
The entire stone room was silent, and everyone held their breath and did not dare to move.
The atmosphere was so depressing that the fat man laughed twice and said, "Haha, I usually look serious, but I suddenly make jokes and scare people to death."
"No kidding." Zhang Zhuxun turned to stare at the fat man, "This is the last warning to trespassers."
"The Zhang family has strict rules and is extremely xenophobic. Anyone who attempts to enter here and steal secrets will be killed without mercy."
Seeing that the fat man's face turned pale, Zhang Zhuoxun suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder, "Look, I'm scaring you. Rules are dead, but people are alive. I'm sure I'm here with my little brother."
Nothing will happen to you."
The fat man immediately relaxed and took a deep breath. He breathed so hard that he coughed twice, "I'm scared to death, Fatty. You're such a wilted little girl, and I'm such an honest and boring gourd. You've led me to bad things."
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"Just kidding to liven up the atmosphere." Zhang Zhuxun turned around and stared at the Huo family members with a smile, tilted his head, "You... shouldn't mind, right?"
When the Huo family members were stared at by him, they immediately trembled, waved their hands in a hurry, and denied: "No, no, how could it be possible?"
"As long as you are happy."
"Yes, yes, we are not important."
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled and ignored them. When he turned around, there was a coolness in his eyes.
Of course he and the little brother will not let the fat man die. As for the others, they can only resign themselves to their fate.
While Zhang Zhu was trying to scare the Huo family, the younger brother had already walked around the writing on the floor to the sealing stone, stretched out his fingers and groped carefully on it.
It was a complete picture of the fire-walking unicorn, but it was slightly different from the tattoo on my brother’s body. The position of the unicorn’s head was carved in great detail, but the edges were deliberately blurred.
The little brother's fingertips finally came to rest on the Qilin's eyes, and he pressed them down hard. There was a soft click of metal, and the Qilin picture in front of him suddenly seemed to come alive. In an instant, it was divided into nine pieces and moved around at the same time.
It shrank in, revealing the square relief below.
The fat man said "Hey, hey", took a tentative step forward, and asked Zhang Zhuxun, "If I walk up, there shouldn't be any mechanism popping up suddenly, right?"
"No, this is just a mechanism to scare people. It serves as a warning to those who want to enter." Zhang Zhuxun said with a faint smile.
The fat man felt relieved. He went over to take a look at the relief, then turned around and called to the Huo family, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come over and take pictures?"
Seeing that there was indeed no problem after the fat man passed by, the Huo family felt relieved and held up their cameras to take pictures.
When the Huo family member who was kneeling on the ground saw this, he also wanted to get up. As soon as the clinker's knees left the ground, the flames in the hands of the figurine suddenly flickered, which frightened him and he immediately knelt upright again.
Zhang Zhuoxun chuckled lightly, "It seems that our ancestors have a strong opinion of you, so maybe you won't come in next time."
The Huo family members who were kneeling on the ground had a stiff face, smiled bitterly, and did not dare to act rashly again.
Seeing that he was kneeling obediently, Zhang Zhuxun ignored him and walked to the little brother and the fat man to observe the reliefs.
The little brother is staring at one of the pictures in trance, with a touch of confusion in his eyes.
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Zhang Zhuoxun followed his line of sight and looked over. It was... an ancient pagoda that looked like a temple. There were countless chains wrapped around the pagoda, as if something terrible was imprisoned inside.
The chains have spread to the other two reliefs. The one at three o'clock is engraved with a funeral scene. Nine people without right hands surround a large coffin, and the chains are tightly wrapped around it.
On the coffin, the nine people each held a kabala bowl in their hands. The bowl contained something unknown. Nine relatively thin chains extended from the coffin, directly connected to the bare right hands of the nine people.
This is - Kowloon coffin carrying!
Zhang Zhu was startled and quickly turned to look at the last picture.
It was a bridge made of intertwined chains, spanning the edges of two cliffs. In the abyss below the bridge were groups of flames gushing out. At one end of the bridge, the chains stopped here because there was a door.
It looks very much like the bronze gate on Changbai Mountain.
These three pictures were simply horrifyingly detailed. As Zhang Zhuxun stood here, some scenes began to appear in his mind involuntarily. He seemed to have seen the eight most powerful people in the Zhang family, under the leadership of the patriarch,
Passing through the endless raging fire of karma, the huge coffin was delivered to the bronze door on the other side of the bridge.
The tower imprisoned by chains is more like the heavy shackles that have weighed on the Zhang family for thousands of years.
However, Zhang Zhuoxun knew clearly that the content on these reliefs was not the scene outside the bronze door in Changbai Mountain, so there was only one possibility: it was the bronze door deep in the Himalayas.
The fat man couldn't understand the content on it. He remembered what Zhang Zhuxun had said before, so he turned around and looked for the fire pattern in every corner of the stone room.
I walked around the stone room twice and searched every nook and cranny on the stone wall. I didn't see any special patterns. Just when I was about to go home, the air flow brought by me turned around and fanned the flames on the lamp posts, causing the light and shadow to flicker.
Flash, the fat man suddenly saw something and said "Huh?"
Then he squatted down, squinted his eyes and took a closer look at the bell on the waist of the figurine. He let out a silent "fuck" sound, and then breathed "piupiu" twice to Zhang Shuxun and the little brother.
Zhang Zhuxun came back from his thoughts, heard this sound, and immediately walked over with his little brother.
"Look at this, tell me whether it's wonderful or not!"
The fat man pointed to the pattern on the bell hanging on the waist of the figurine. There was a cluster of small fire patterns, perfectly integrated into those complicated patterns.
The fat man's dazzling eyes are indeed not hidden. Most people would not be able to tell the clues above unless they looked closely.
Zhang Zhuxun patted the fat man on the shoulder and gave a silent thumbs up.
The fat man raised his eyebrows, and when he turned to look at the Huo family who wanted to shovel off all the walls in the stone room and take them away, his face suddenly grew longer, "Pat, pat, pat, Mother Dute turned over and over to pat her eight hundred times.
I kept taking pictures and returned them, quickly tidied them up and dodged people."
"Having been here for so long, Fatty's belly is almost starving." As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty's bulging belly made two grumbling sounds.
Although there was food in the backpack on his back, the fat man couldn't eat it. He was afraid that his stomach would bulge later and he would just put it in when passing through the robbery hole.
When the Huo family saw this, they did not dare to delay any longer.
The main reason is that I am afraid that these three big guys will be offended and they will turn around and leave. If there is another situation here that they cannot handle, it will not be good.
After staying for another ten minutes or so, the Huo family, led by Zhang Zhuxun and three others, returned the same way.
Huo Jinqiu took the two Huo family members at the end. After the people in front climbed over, he used a pickaxe to knock down a few rock samples in the passage and went out to do expansion research.
The passage here is too narrow. If Mrs. Huo is really old enough to crawl around in it, then they don't need to eat this bowl of rice and just pack up and leave.
Still the same as before, Huo Zhizhi went to the old lady's tent to report the situation, and then sent the photos down the mountain to Siguniang Mountain.
This is the last password, and everyone's mood is obviously much more exciting than before.
Huo Jinqiu took people and various tools into the cave again, and people came in and out carrying gravel.
The fat man listened to the tattoo master's instructions and applied medicine on his back every day. The two clouds had already scabbed in less than two days.
One of the playful little clouds is white, representing clouds, and the other simple and honest black cloud is slightly larger, representing fat man.
Zhang Chuxun and his younger brother were sitting under the shade of a tree, holding the Shiquan Dabu soup cooked by the fat man. While staring at the sky in a daze, the fat man took the satellite phone from Huo Zhizhi's hand and talked on the phone with the clouds far away in Hangzhou every day.
, the face is as red as touching honey.
Zhang Zhuoxun leaned against the tree, folded his arms, bent one leg, looked up at the blue sky, squinted his eyes slightly, and wondered if he had missed anything else.
He had already prepared the wedding gifts for Fatty and Pan Zi separately, and put them all in the safe in his house, and asked Wu Xiaoxie to send them out on his behalf.
Part of his own plan was also written in coded language on paper and placed in the white wood carving box left to Pan Zi. The secret to translating the coded language was the one that Wu Sansheng once taught Wu Xiaoxie about font splitting.
It only takes some time to solve them all.
There are also some account property transfer agreements, which he has already prepared. They are just waiting for Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty to sign. He plans to leave the house in Hangzhou to his brother for retirement. If it is no longer needed, it can be sold.<
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There are more than a hundred antique bottles in the underground warehouse of the house, which were reserved for Pan Zi. Although Pan Zi said that he wanted to retire, Zhang Zhuxun knew in his heart that he was used to this business and wanted to truly retire.
It will take a while, at least until Wu Xiaoxie can bear the burden even without the third master's mask, otherwise Pan Zi himself will not be at ease in the first place.
There are also some bits and pieces of things that he wrote on the letter paper.
After the little brother regained his memory, he went to the Bronze Gate. Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty were sad for a while. The passage of time and the busy life will eventually dilute everything.
After sorting through it from beginning to end, Zhang Zhuxun felt relieved when he found that nothing had been missed.
Originally he came under the guise of looking for his father, but he didn't expect that he ended up getting involved in a more complicated mystery. He learned from Huo Xiangu that his father was indeed this person. Zhang Zhuxun thought about it carefully and it seemed that he also
There are not many regrets.
As he thought about it, Zhang Zhuxun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he fell asleep in a daze.
The little brother turned his head and stared at his face for a while, wondering what he was thinking. Then he stood up quietly, quietly left the tree, and went to the tent where Huo Xiangu held a meeting.
Huo Xiangu was discussing matters with her subordinates. When she saw her younger brother suddenly appear, a trace of surprise flashed across her face, and she waved her hands to let those people go down.
"What's the matter with you?" Huo Xiangu poured a cup of tea for the younger brother and pushed it over.
The little brother stared at the cup of tea for a few seconds and then said, "You will die."
Huo Xiangu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I know that as long as Zhang Zhuxun can bring out the contents and hand them over to Xiuxiu, then my death will be worth it."
The little brother's expression was still cold, "No one can take out the things inside."
Huo Xiangu's expression changed slightly, and she hesitated and said, "Are you thinking of something?"
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