"The stuff should be down here, just dig it down." Mr. Zhang said, grabbing a handful of dirt on the ground, putting it up to his nose, smelling it, and then throwing it on the ground with disgust.
"Do you want to do it now?" Before I could answer, Ding Ling imitated Mr. Zhang and grabbed a handful of dirt on the ground, put it to his nose and smelled it, then turned to look at me with a puzzled look on his face.
Her expression made me stunned for a moment. I took the handful of soil and smelled it. The fragrant smell came from Ding Ling's hands.
"It smells like blood." Ding Ling said, looking at me longingly.
"No, it's not blood, it's cinnabar. It's just that it's been aged for a long time and the ingredients are very vague." I said, pinching the particles of soil on my hand and looking at them carefully with a flashlight.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it is cinnabar, but this cinnabar is also mixed with blood. Look around, we are not the first ones here."
As Mr. Zhang said, he stood up and looked around with the beam of his flashlight. Sure enough, near the wormwood bushes, you could see traces of someone trampling on them. Many stones surrounded the city, and, I don’t know, how many years ago.
A simple fire pit that people built with stones.
I stood up, walked over, and dug into the ash-like soil. It was about a foot thick, and it was all dark brown ash that had been soaked by rain and had almost turned into clay. From this point of view,
Not only have people come to this place, but many people have come, and not only have many people come, but they have also stayed here for several days.
"Master Zhang, is this your treasure-holding technique?" I took a flashlight and walked around, and I seemed to have found something similar to a formation in the open space that was lower than the surrounding areas.
The core of the law, the formal kind is a bit dark red
After listening to the loess, the other party nodded and said: "You can't be wrong. This is the method of holding back treasures. Before we came, someone had set up a battle here. However, it seems that they failed in the end. No.
, it’s not a failure, it’s a departure.”
Mr. Zhang said, looking at the traces around him thoughtfully, then he frowned and said, "Lu Li, I can only help you get here. There seems to be an ancient tomb under this ground." Mr. Zhang said.
, his face became heavier and heavier, he knelt on the ground, listened with his ears to the ground for a long time, and then confirmed: "Yes, it is indeed empty down here. I can't go down. I hope you can understand me."
When he said this, we were all a little embarrassed. It was not about anything else. The main reason was that none of us had any experience in going down into the crypt. If he didn't go down, who would take the lead? But, according to the rules of holding back treasures,
I understand, and it makes sense for him not to go down. After all, before entering the industry,
Most of the treasure-holding people have sworn a poisonous oath, and the rule of not leaving the ancient tomb for life is worthy of respect. Thinking of this, I nodded. Now that I have found the place, there is no need to worry about anything else. Let’s go down first. If it doesn’t work, then
Turn around and come back. Anyway, the things inside won't escape, and there is plenty of time.
After discussing it with Ding Ling and asking for everyone's opinions, we finally decided to bring the tents and other things over and tidy them up before making a long-term plan. After making the plan, Ding Ling and I stayed where we were while Xiaopang and the others went to get them.
It was already the morning of the next day, and I was busy getting the equipment I had brought over and starting to cook on the fire.
We were all very excited. Except for Mr. Zhang, the big-faced man is the same as the little fat man. He is very active when encountering this kind of thing. However, out of caution, I still suppressed them and stopped them from taking action now. I started with those who were unwilling to go to the ground.
Mr. Zhang studied the possible situations he might encounter and made sufficient preparations before letting everyone take action.
According to our speculation, those who came here should have gone down before, but why they left is unknown.
We can't care so much now. Since the opportunity is in front of us, we have to cherish it. After several discussions, we felt that instead of painstakingly looking for the intersection they had found, it would be better to do it ourselves.
Thinking of this, the powerful big cow took the initiative to volunteer and took turns with Xiaopang and Dahualian. Soon, a hole was dug straight up and down where the copper coin sword was.
After going down more than two meters, I didn't find any passage or entrance. However, the color of the yellow mud under my feet became darker and darker. I didn't know what was wrong. Mr. Zhang stood on it, touched his chin and looked at it for a while, but
He laughed uncharacteristically: "No doubt, it must be here. If you dig deeper, you'll be there."
"Really..." Daniel said, grinning, I waved my hand to signal him to stop talking nonsense and act quickly. When Daniel saw it, he looked at each other and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Zhu then continued to work, using sacks to pick up the soil in the pit bag by bag, and we
We were busy there like a group of hard-working children digging a mine. We worked until about four o'clock in the afternoon, but we still didn't see the bottom. At this time, the hole we dug was already more than five meters long. This is
In mountainous areas, if you are in a plain, if you go deeper, you will have to dig out water!
After this pass, the three people inside were all very tired, covered in dirt and smelly sweat. When there was still no movement, they refused to dig any further.
The three of them sat inside like three toads at the bottom of a well, fanning themselves while complaining that Mr. Zhang was unreliable.
Mr. Zhang didn't expect it to be like this. His old face turned red and he felt a little worried at the time. He waved his hand and motioned for them to come up, saying that he wanted to go down and listen to what was going on underneath.
For this kind of request, how could we not satisfy him, so we used ropes to pull up several people in the shaft and prepared to lower Mr. Zhang down with ropes.
But Mr. Zhang has practiced kung fu, and just now he lost some of his chain, so he waved his hand and refused to let us use the rope. Instead, he pushed the edge of the pit and slid in by himself.
This time, everyone was shocked, because it was five or six meters straight up and down, as high as a second-story building. How could he fall if he jumped at such an old age?
Thinking of this, I hurriedly reached out to pull him, but it was too late. The moment I took action, the old man had already fallen into the pit. Immediately afterwards, there was a roar at the bottom of the pit, and I heard Master Zhang exclaim.
As if frightened...
Hearing something wrong, everyone leaned forward to look. It was better not to look. When they saw it, they were all stunned. Under the pit, there was a black hole as big as a stove. Mr. Zhang himself had long disappeared...