Wu Sanye was an expert at exploring and locating acupoints. He led Pan Zi and Da Kui to work there, while Zhang Zhuxun and the others stayed by the fire and watched.
After all, Zhang Shuxun didn't understand, and he could only help him in the past.
Not to mention Wu Xiaoxie, who had walked for almost a day and was already so sleepy that he was pecking at the rice.
As for the little brother, Zhang Zhuoxun imagined the little brother sticking out his butt and humming while digging in the soil. Oh no, I can't stand it.
Too special girl's image has been ruined.
In nearly half an hour, the hole was drilled.
Mr. Wu came over and saw his eldest nephew who was extremely sleepy. He thought for a moment and said, "Get off early tomorrow. Let's rest tonight and recharge our batteries."
There are ready-made tents, so there is no problem if one person has one.
At four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Zhuxun was awakened by the rustling sound.
When I went out, I saw Mr. Wu and others were already packing the things they needed.
The younger brother also opened the tent and walked out, carrying a backpack and his knife in his hand.
Pan Zi went to call Wu Xiaoxie, and Zhang Zhuxun also packed his backpack, tied up his hair with a peach wood hairpin, carried an ebony box in his left hand, and two boxes of Tibetan vegetable self-heating rice and a bag of yak jerky in his right hand.
Come over and hand it to the little brother.
The little brother raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Zhuxun, but didn't answer.
Zhang Zhuxun directly stuffed the thing into his hand, turned around and left.
After walking far away, I looked back and saw that the boy seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, and finally put the food into his backpack.
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows, satisfied.
He knew that the little brother would be alone for a period of time after he entered. With his dog-like temper that would bleed blood whenever he disagreed, eating compressed biscuits alone would not do the trick.
Several people used miner's lamps and went down into the hole dug last night.
The hole dug underneath is large enough for several people to stay.
Dakui took the pickaxe and was about to open the brick wall that he had cleaned yesterday.
"Don't move." The little brother suddenly said.
Dakui was startled, turned his head to meet the younger brother's sharp eyes, and immediately did not dare to say a word.
The boy stepped forward, stretched out the middle finger and index finger of his right hand, and groped along the cracks of the bricks, "This is an anti-theft mezzanine. When moving, the bricks can only be pushed outwards, not pushed, let alone smashed."
As he spoke, his fingers stopped somewhere, and he suddenly exerted force. With a squeaking sound, he inserted his fingers into the crack of the brick, and then pulled out the brick with only two fingers.
Pan Zi and others were dumbfounded.
"Inside the wall is alum (same as alum) acid used in elixir making. Once it breaks open, it will be poured on us instantly." The little brother pointed to the dark red wax wall behind the bricks.
Wu Xiaoxie swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "What will happen if it is really poured on someone?"
Zhang Zhuoxun patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Actually, it won't be anything like that. At most, the skin all over his body will be burned, and the blood will sting a bit, but he's still alive."
Wu Xiaoxie's face looked a little ugly, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.
Zhang Zhuoxun clicked his tongue, which frightened the child.
The younger brother asked Da Kui to dig a five-meter-deep vertical well, and then carefully introduced alumic acid into it using a needle and a pipe.
It wasn't until the wax wall turned white that the little brother stopped, put away the tools, and said, "That's it."
Everyone immediately transformed into movers and started moving bricks.
I quickly made a hole that one person could pass through, and threw a firecracker into it to measure the oxygen level.
After confirming that it was OK, everyone got in one by one.
The floor of the tomb is a whole stone slab, engraved with ancient characters and arranged to look like a Bagua array.
Lighting the ever-burning lamp hanging on the wall, there is a four-legged square tripod in the middle of the tomb. Let alone the carvings on the top of the tomb, Zhang Zhuxun is not interested in this. His attention is more on the sarcophagus behind the tripod. superior.
He knew that there was a bloody corpse inside.
According to subsequent records in the notebook, the person lying inside should be King Mu of Zhou.
Wu Xiaoxie leaned on her knees to study the words on the floor. Pan Zi had already climbed onto the tripod.
"Third Master, there is a treasure here!"
Zhang Zhuxun quickly took out a large, sturdy bag from the side pocket of his backpack, shook it open twice, put on his gloves, walked to the tripod with a smile, opened the mouth of the bag and waited to pack it.
Pan Zi laughed, picked up the most beautiful large jade vase with blue patterns and put it in it.
Mr. Wu smiled and scolded, "You two boys, that's where the sacrificial objects are placed. You two want to be sacrificed, why don't you come down quickly."
Pan Zi waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't scare me, there are a lot of good things here. Look here..."
Suddenly, a "clucking" sound came from the empty tomb, with an echo that seemed ethereal and strange.
Pan Zi's voice stopped suddenly, his face turned pale, and he stood frozen on the spot.
Everyone's eyes also looked towards the source of the sound.
"Cluck--" came another sound.
The sound was actually made by the little brother.
Wu Xiaoxie's eyes widened, "Brother, you..." Could it be that the big rice dumpling has become a spirit!
His lips trembled, Wu Xiaoxie carefully did not say the second half of the sentence.
The little brother kept making "clucking" sounds and stared closely at the sarcophagus. The key was that his mouth did not open from the beginning to the end.
Everyone just felt horrified.
Mr. Wu kept winking and asked Pan Zi to get off the tripod quickly.
Suddenly, the little brother became silent.
The tomb was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
As time passed by, my face became more and more ugly.
Suddenly, the sarcophagus made a clicking sound, and then began to shake violently, as if something terrifying was about to burst out of the coffin.
Dakui's legs went weak, he rolled his eyes and was about to fall to the ground.
Although Wu Xiaoxie was also extremely frightened, he hurried over to support Dakui and pinched the soft flesh on the inside of his arm.
"Uh-" Dakui suddenly woke up.
Hearing the sound of the sarcophagus, the younger brother bent his knees and was about to kneel on the ground.
Zhang Zhuxun turned around with a cold face and kicked the sarcophagus directly. He actually moved the sarcophagus ten centimeters.
Everyone was startled by his sudden movement.
The sarcophagus also stopped shaking.
The thing inside seemed frightened.
Zhang Zhuxun's voice was so cold that it dropped to ice, "Are you worthy of me?"
At this time, the momentum emanating from his body was as strong as the tide, like a ferocious beast looking down at the world.
There was a strange "thump, thump, thump" sound coming from the sarcophagus, and the thing inside made a quick voice, as if it was trying to defend itself.
Zhang Zhuxun snorted coldly, and then made a "clucking" sound.
Wu Xiaoxie felt that he was probably going to faint. What kind of luck was he, why were the people around him so good at making rice dumplings?
The younger brother looked at Zhang Zhuxun in surprise, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.
Zhang Zhuoxun made a "cluck" sound, and the contents in the sarcophagus also made a "cluck" sound. The two parties were coming and going, as if they were negotiating.
In the end, the things in the sarcophagus took a step back out of fear.
Zhang Shuxun also had a smile on his face, pushed the sarcophagus back to its original position with his hands, and took out toilet paper from his pocket to wipe away the footprints he had kicked on.
Everyone looked numb to this.
Zhang Zhuoxun walked back to Fang Ding, picked up the bag on the ground, pointed to another large sapphire bottle in the tripod, and mouthed to Pan Zi who was standing there stupidly: "Put another one in."
Pan Zi was in a daze, but actually did as he was told.
"Run!" Zhang Zhuxun tightened the rope on his pocket, grabbed Pan Zi's arm and lifted him out. As soon as he landed, he let go, picked up the ebony box next to him, and shouted at the same time, "Run!"
!What the hell are you doing standing there dumbly? Why don’t you run away quickly!”
