In the open square in front of the underground palace.
After overcoming many difficulties and life-and-death crises, Jin An and the others finally found the true tomb of the Lord of Teng Kingdom.
When they were at Longwangtai, there were more than thirty people among them.
There are only ten people standing in the square in front of the underground palace now.
Jin'an, an old Taoist priest, sharpened his sword.
Three eminent monks from Bailong Temple.
Weeping for two brothers.
Captain, country goddess.
Although I didn't see anyone else along the way, it must have been a bit of a disaster.
"Ten...that's an incredible number of people!" Even Jin An couldn't help complaining about the number in his heart.
Snap.
Snap.
The crisp sound of human footsteps slowly opened the underground palace that had been silent for thousands of years. A few torches dispersed the darkness, and the ten people stood apart and looked up at the magnificent underground palace in front of them.
"Tsk, tsk, it's so impressive. Just a few scraps of stone bricks from this underground palace are enough for me to build six or seven coffins. How many coffins can be built for such a big underground palace?"
The old Taoist priest has a really big heart and speaks without any inhibitions.
In the underground palace square, there are several rows of terracotta warriors.
The surface of these terracotta warriors is covered with a thick layer of dust, giving them a heavy sense of history.
I don’t know whether it is because of the serious oxidation of the pigments, or because of the limitations of the times and the backward technology of the terracotta warriors in the past. These terracotta warriors are not painted pottery, but have a strange cyan color on the surface.
With an icy texture and dim light.
Quite weird.
A group of ten people held torches and walked past rows of green pottery terracotta warriors under the dim light of limited lighting.
The torch can only illuminate about ten feet away, and at a slightly further distance, there is only darkness. It is no exaggeration to say that you can't see even your fingers.
Under the gaze of the lifelike icy warriors, the footsteps of the ten people echoed across the square.
"Jin Engong, I noticed that every facial feature of these terracotta warriors is different. Each terracotta warrior has the same facial features and represents an independent person..."
The country goddess walked quietly behind Jin An and reminded him softly.
At some point, the country goddess's clay pot containing the ashes and grave soil of a century-old corpse had been held in her hands.
Um?
Everyone didn't pay attention so carefully at first. After being reminded by the country goddess, they paid special attention to the facial features of the terracotta warriors on the way. As a result, they discovered that none of the facial features of these terracotta warriors were the same.
"Generally speaking, in the tombs of some princes and generals, there are often burial pits of terracotta warriors and horses, and these terracotta warriors and horses are painted according to the soldiers who led troops to fight during their lifetimes. There are so many terracotta warriors in the mausoleum of the Lord of Teng Kingdom.
, every facial feature is different. Could it be that these warriors were carved according to the most elite personal guards controlled by the Lord of Teng during his lifetime? After his death, the Lord of Teng asked craftsmen to carve the shapes of each soldier.
The purpose of carving the facial features of these soldiers on the warriors is that even if he dies, these most elite guards will continue to guard the tomb for him?"
The old Taoist priest was really generous. He held a torch. Every time he passed a soldier, he would hold the torch close and shine it on the soldier's face.
Under the flickering flames of the torches, the facial features of every soldier in the square flickered on and off, as if they were twisting and changing under the firelight. Following the firelight, they became increasingly cloudy and gloomy.
Those lifelike facial features, no matter how you look at them, how weird they are, like the shadow of fire reflected in the clay eyeball, and the eyeball is rotating left and right following the light of the torch.
"Little brother, you said that there are so many terracotta warriors in the square, and the facial features of each terracotta warrior are different. Are these terracotta warriors buried alive? Or are they pottery figurines fired by craftsmen and carved with facial features according to military portraits?
"
The old Taoist priest was amazed at the exquisite craftsmanship of these terracotta warriors.
I asked out of curiosity.
Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest quite speechlessly, thinking that this old Taoist was also very arrogant and was not afraid of these soldiers suddenly blinking at him.
"They probably weren't buried alive."
Jin An shrugged and said.
The old Taoist priest withdrew his eyes that had been staring at the warriors, turned to look at Jin An in surprise, and asked: "How did you see it, little brother?"
Before Jin An could answer, General Duwei raised his finger and pointed in front of him: "Taoist Master Jin An probably saw the broken warriors, so that's why he said that."
Everyone looked in the direction of the captain's finger.
Several broken terracotta warriors appeared in front of the team.
One of the terracotta warriors was smashed at the waist. The upper body was smashed to the ground and shattered, revealing a hollow body. The fracture of the terracotta warrior was made of clay.
In addition to this terracotta warrior, there is also a terracotta warrior whose head was smashed off, and a terracotta warrior whose right arm holding a sword and half of his face were broken. The bronze sword fell to the ground.
A lot of dust has fallen on the bronze sword, and it seems that these warriors have been smashed for many years.
It can be ruled out initially that it was the underworld ferryman who entered first or someone else in their group who did it.
The fractures of these terracotta warriors are all made of clay, and the inside of the body is hollow.
"The human-dragon corpse was cruelly sealed alive in the bronze cauldron by the Lord of Teng Kingdom. Before his death, he carved Tengwen on the wall of the cauldron, mentioning that the Lord of Teng Kingdom had found a way to resurrect the dead. There was a transformation in the real mausoleum.
Dragon Pond, the Hualong Pond is the key to the resurrection of the leader of the Teng Kingdom. The leader of the Teng Kingdom left so many soldiers and figurines after his death. Could it be that he really believed that he could come back from the dead and then lead his former subordinates?
Come, leave Huangquan Road together, and return to the earth from the underworld?" Even the abbot of Bailong Temple looked curiously at the terracotta warriors on the square.
These green pottery terracotta warriors stood motionless in the square. Although they made the atmosphere a bit creepy, they only looked a little weird. Jin An and the others passed through the square smoothly and arrived at the gate of the underground palace without incident.
Snap.
Snap.
…
Ten people stepped on the steps and climbed up. The sound of their footsteps sounded particularly hollow and crisp in the open and empty ancient tomb, and spread far away.
The door of the underground palace has been opened. There are many messy traces left in front of the door, and there are a large number of potholes on the bluestone floor.
There was even an area with scorched black marks that were obviously burned by the fire. The area was so large that it almost spread to the square.
"It looks like traces corroded by aqua regia. It should be that when the first group of people entered the underground palace, they triggered the mechanism used to guard the tomb."
"And there should be not only aqua regia in this tomb, but also kerosene, both of which are used to prevent tomb robbers."
The captain just glanced at the ground under his feet calmly, and stopped paying attention to his feet. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the door of the underground palace in front of him.
When I looked at it from a distance before, I didn't think it was anything.
Now I'm getting closer.
Just found out.
The tomb gate of this underground palace is actually a huge iron gate rising from the spot.
The iron gate is heavy and thick, and hangs darkly above the head, like a towering black mountain hanging above the head. It would crush a person, and I'm afraid it would be the same as Mount Tai.
No matter how hard the beef bone is, it will be crushed directly.
It was directly crushed into flesh and blood.
"Brother, this tomb door is actually an iron gate. Such a heavy iron gate weighs hundreds of thousands of pounds at least. Once the iron gate falls, no one outside can even think of opening it from the outside. It is equivalent to completely sealing the underground palace. Use explosives
It can’t even explode…”
"But this doesn't make sense. Didn't the leader of the Teng Kingdom use the Hualong Pond to ascend to heaven, resurrect from the underworld, and return to the earth again? He even sealed himself in the underground palace, and the Dragon King became the bastard in the urn. He
How come it comes out? Isn’t this contradictory?”
Holding a mourning stick, the younger brother in the black robe among the mourners said in surprise to the elder brother beside him.
The white-robed brother holding the soul-beating stick was questioned by his younger brother who had many problems. Fortunately, Jin An helped the elder brother out of the situation at this time and restored his authority as the eldest brother.
Jin An looked at the iron gate and said, "This iron gate should be sealed from the inside. Although it cannot be opened from the outside, it should be openable from the inside."
"There should be a complex set of mechanism techniques in this underground palace to raise the iron gate. The most commonly used mechanism techniques among the people are waterwheel mills, pedal waterwheels and the like."
"There was a big river on the way we just came. Those craftsmen must have built a water diversion culvert under the underground palace. The water from the river was diverted to drive the windmill, and then the windmill was used to drive pulleys, pulleys, winches and other mechanisms. Just like the city
The gate gate has the same principle, except that the city gate in the underworld is guarded by living people, who only need to cooperate with the winch, but this is a tomb of the dead who can only lie in coffins and cannot move, so the winch needs to be driven by water diversion..."
To be continued...