Jianjian heard my muttering and said to the side: "It's not easy to know whether there is enough oxygen in it. Just take a few breaths and you'll know!" As he said that, he actually raised his hand to put it on his mouth.
The oxygen mask on the tomb was taken off. Fortunately, Wen Qingshan on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands. He grabbed him and stopped him: "Don't take the risk! Not to mention whether there is enough oxygen in the tomb, even if there is, it is
Can't breathe."
"Why can't I breathe even if there is oxygen?" Jianjian asked in confusion.
Wen Qingshan said very seriously: "Because the Qin Mausoleum contains a large amount of mercury, and the mercury will slowly evaporate, the air in the Qin Mausoleum must contain a high concentration of mercury, and as long as the concentration of mercury per cubic meter of air reaches
8.5 milligrams, once inhaled into the body, it will immediately cause acute poisoning, which may even be life-threatening if it is not done well!”
After hearing what Wen Qingshan said, Jianjian was so shocked that he didn't speak for a long time, and did not dare to risk himself again.
Wen Qingshan added: "It's not difficult to know whether there is oxygen in the tomb. I brought a portable air detector that can detect the main components in the air." At this point, he took off his backpack from his back.
I came down, opened my backpack, and quickly took out an instrument about the size of my palm with an LCD screen on it. At first glance, it looked like a walkie-talkie. Although I had never seen this instrument before, I knew it without asking.
, this should be the air detector he was talking about.
Wen Qingshan checked the air in the tomb with a hand-held air detector, then carefully looked at the display screen on the instrument, raised his head and said to everyone: "The oxygen content here is already at a very low level, less than
1%, the concentration of carbon dioxide and carbon monoxide is relatively high. The concentration of carbon monoxide has even reached 1,300 milligrams per cubic meter, which is far beyond the level that can cause death. In addition, the air also contains a large amount of mercury. Therefore,
Please do not take off your oxygen mask to avoid accidents."
After listening to what Wen Qingshan said, everyone subconsciously touched the oxygen masks on their faces, as if they were afraid of falling off.
Wen Qingshan turned around and looked at the pile of rusty iron tools in the tomb, and said: "1% oxygen content is not enough to oxidize substances. I think these tools should have rusted not long after the tomb was first built.
, later, after the tomb was sealed, the oxygen inside gradually depleted and the oxidation process stopped, so these tools just had a layer of rust on the surface."
"Will the painted pottery on the terracotta warriors and horses in the mausoleum also become oxidized?" Niu Fatty asked worriedly.
Wen Qingshan replied: "If metals such as bronze and pig iron have not been rust-proofed, there will inevitably be some rust. However, the oxygen in the mausoleum should have dropped to a very low concentration level in a short period of time. I think those terracotta warriors and horses have
The painted pottery will not be oxidized so quickly."
After hearing Wen Qingshan's answer, Fatty Niu breathed a sigh of relief. Ever since he studied antiques with Wen Qingshan, this guy had a special affection for cultural relics. He was afraid that the cultural relics in this eternal imperial mausoleum would be damaged.
Since the wooden door was completely deformed and could not be opened at all, Long Jiansheng ignored it and kicked the wooden door several times. Wen Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but he was a step too slow.
How could the rotten wooden door withstand such heavy kicks from Long Jiansheng? The entire wooden door was kicked open in an instant, and the door panels were broken into several pieces.
Looking at the severely damaged wooden door, Wen Qingshan shook his head and sighed: "This door can be regarded as a cultural relic. It is really a pity that it was destroyed like this."
Long Jiansheng ignored Wen Qingshan's sigh, walked through the wooden door, and wanted to move forward. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old ghost suddenly stepped forward and blocked Long Jiansheng.
The old ghost said coldly: "You guy, didn't you hear what he just said?"
Long Jiansheng said very indifferently: "It's just a wooden door, what's the fuss about it."
When the old ghost heard this, he became angry and shouted: "Huh! This wooden door has been standing here for more than two thousand years, but you kicked it to pieces, and you actually think it doesn't matter!?"
Although I also thought it was a pity that this wooden door was kicked to pieces like this, I didn't expect that the old ghost would be so angry. Wen Qingshan hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Forget it, senior old ghost, I think brother Jiansheng is too
It was an honest mistake.”
The old ghost snorted softly: "It's your first time to do this, so I won't argue with you! But if you do it again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
As soon as the old ghost finished speaking, Long Jiansheng turned around and continued walking forward, seemingly not taking the old ghost's warning to heart.
The old ghost became even more angry and cursed: "Damn it, what's your attitude, you bastard! How could Long Jiu accept an adopted son like you!" The scolding returned, but the old ghost didn't dare to let go like he just did.
But for me to start a fight with the dragon sword like that, this guy is hiding his secrets, and there is a murderous look in his eyes. He must be extremely skilled. If he really takes action, I'm afraid the old ghost may not be his opponent.
Since Long Jiansheng never responded, the old ghost had no fun scolding him alone. In addition, Wen Qingshan kept persuading him, his anger gradually subsided a little, and finally stopped, but the look in his eyes at Long Jiansheng
But there was a bit more dissatisfaction.
A group of people stepped through the wooden door and walked not far forward. An arched corridor nearly three meters wide and about five or six meters high appeared in front of us. The corridor extended straight forward for two or three meters.
Ten meters deep, on both sides of the corridor, every four or five meters away, there are a pair of warrior pottery figurines wearing armor and holding spears. The pottery figurines are lifelike, and the colored glazes on their bodies are clearly visible. At first glance,
Going up, it feels like there are really two rows of warriors standing there.
Because they were worried about traps, everyone was very cautious and did not dare to walk too fast for fear of accidentally touching the traps.
However, sometimes the more we try to avoid something, the easier it is to happen. As we were walking, suddenly there was a "click" sound from under our feet. It seemed that someone had stepped on the mechanism! Everyone stopped quickly.
The old ghost turned around and asked, "Who stepped on the mechanism?"
Before he finished speaking, there were just a few "swish" sounds, and the old ghost immediately shouted: "Be careful with hidden weapons!"
However, because the incident happened so suddenly, I didn’t even have time to react. I was hit by a crossbow arrow in the chest. Even though I was wearing a body armor, I still felt a pain in my chest, as if I had been punched hard.
Similar.
The crossbow arrows were fired from the front. Wen Qingshan and Long Jiansheng did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly waved the weapons in their hands tightly. With several "clang clang" sounds, many of the crossbow arrows were blocked by them.
But it was inevitable that a few arrows would be missed, and besides me, Fatty Niu was also hit by an arrow. Fortunately, it also hit the body armor.
After a burst of crossbow arrows were fired, the corridor quickly returned to calm. I took down the crossbow arrows that were entangled in the high-strength fiber of the body armor. The body armor was not penetrated, but the arrows shot from the body armor were not penetrated.
Judging from the holes left on it, its power is probably comparable to the bullets fired from ordinary pistols. I didn't expect the power of this crossbow arrow to be so huge, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
I took the crossbow arrow in my hand and looked at it carefully. The crossbow arrow was about a foot and a half long and dark green in color. It should be made of bronze. There was no trace of rust on the crossbow arrow. It seemed that it was true as Wen Qingshan said.
The crossbow arrows have been rust-proofed, which means that the hidden weapons in the tomb can still operate normally, which is a big threat to us.
The old ghost cleaned it up, and there were more than a dozen crossbow arrows fired. He frowned and said: "This should be a three-shot repeater crossbow. Everyone had better be careful." At this point, he turned around and charged at the cow again.
The fat man asked: "Where is the mechanism you stepped on?"
Fatty Niu was still in shock. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He looked down, pointed at a square floor tile, and said tremblingly: "Okay...it seems to be that brick..."
The old ghost walked forward slowly, squatted down, and after observing carefully, turned to everyone and said, "You guys squat down first!"
I don't know what he wants to do, but in this mausoleum, he has the most experience after all. Everyone hesitated for a while and squatted down according to his instructions. However, everyone was very nervous and looked around for fear.
Another crossbow shot came.
The old ghost glanced at everyone and said: "Everyone, squat down. If you hear any noise later, don't raise your head!"
Jianjian couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Let me try this mechanism!" After the old ghost said this, he stretched out his hand and pressed down on the floor tile that Fatty Niu mentioned.
Unexpectedly, he would actually take the initiative to press the button. It was too late to stop him. Everyone quickly turned their heads and looked straight ahead. Wen Qingshan and Long Jiansheng both raised their swords and were ready to resist the crossbow arrows.
I heard a "click" sound, and my heart skipped a beat. Everyone held their breath. However, after waiting for a moment, no crossbow arrows were fired, and no movement was heard.
Jianjian whispered: "What's going on? Could it be that the crossbow arrows were all shot just now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost said: "How could the crossbow arrows be shot out so easily! It's just that I haven't really touched the mechanism yet."
Hearing what he said, I subconsciously turned my head and glanced, and then I realized that he had pressed into the floor tile about ten centimeters, but his hand did not let go, and he was still pressing it firmly.
Everyone didn't understand why. The old ghost explained: "The principle of this mechanism is a bit similar to a loose-fire mine. When stepped on, the crossbow will not be fired, but it actually tightens the crossbow. As long as I
Release your hand and the crossbow arrow will be shot immediately."