Chapter 479: Finale-style mirror magic of thunder

This is actually a very simple trick, and it really originates from the magic of Persia. In fact, it uses a gem from the Western Region. The mirror made of this gemstone is particularly dull in sunlight, but particularly bright in moonlight. Therefore, this gemstone is called moonstone.
The reason for this phenomenon is that this gem can only reflect the dim cyan light, if the light is too strong, it is the same as stone. In other words, the stronger the light, the lower the reflectivity.
The mirror in the water is a light collector. When our flashlight shines on the mirror, the light is vertically reflected to the top of the cave, and then reflected by the small lenses around the ancient building model to the countless moonstone lenses on the wall. Go up.
The reflected light of a single lens is extremely weak and almost imperceptible, but the countless light concentration can make the ancient mirror in the water reflect the appearance of the old building. Because it is a superposition of countless weak reflection points of 360 degrees, no matter where we are, no shadow will be formed on the mirror surface.
Because moonstone can only reflect cyan light, no matter what color we use, the image in the ancient mirror is cyan.
"The principle of the shadowless lamp." The fat man said, "Lao Zi has seen the Science Discovery Channel, so why would I see my brother in the mirror?"
"There must be some strangeness in the model of this ancient building," I said. "The style is really powerful. This is Western technology. The development of science and technology in the Qing dynasty could actually achieve this level of authority."
"What is this for? This person is neuropathy. Does this thing just scare people?"
"I can only guess now, what is the purpose of this mirror here, can be seen from these aspects. First of all, this is probably the daylighting of the Zhangjia ancient building," I said, "This is a Lighting system. You think, Zhangjiagu Building is deep in the mountains, assuming that such a huge project is going to be carried out in the mountains, this construction site definitely needs a lot of lighting, and this lighting must not be a torch, because such a remote area To bring in grease, the huge amount of engineering will cause a huge manpower barrier. These people can understand that the wood needed for the project after nearly a thousand years is planted in the vicinity of the millennium, so they ca n’t think about the problem of lighting. . "
I had a mental calculation. If this place is constructed by 200 people, it will take two to three years to complete. The lighting within two to three years cannot be completely dependent on grease.
I looked up and looked at it: "In the beginning, the sunlight must be able to shine from above. It is likely that the daylight mirror installed on the top of the mountain was damaged or hidden by them."
Said, I walked to the edge of the cave. The fat man asked me why, I said: "Here is rainy, the sun is the most common, lasting but the most unreliable light source, they must have emergency light sources. These fire ditch should be emergency light sources, when they need lighting, just It will ignite the fire ditch here. There must be a passage here, which can guide the fire light into the cave where the Zhangjia ancient building is located. "
After I finished speaking, I waited for the fat man to praise, and when he said that I was awesome, my heart said that my speculation was almost flawless. The fat man did not respond, but looked at the surrounding fire wall.
I saw his expression change, and I saw the flame on the wall of the fire dragon dim at the same time.
"Hot oil burned out?"
"No, oxygen is suddenly consumed in large quantities." The fat man reached out to feel the air flow around him, "Dog day, what kind of lighting is definitely not used for lighting here."
I held out my hand like he did, and I felt a stream of air flowing.
"The oxygen here is exhausted. The oxygen in the outside cave is being pumped in. Like a cupping cup, there will be a big pressure difference. All the holes here that communicate with the outside world will in air."
"But what's the use of this?" I said.
The fat man said: "I don't know, but, I have an ominous hunch."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a series of chain-pulling sounds suddenly sounding from the surrounding walls, as if some organ had been activated.
"It's finished." The fat man said, "Run!"
"What's wrong?" I yelled. He pulled me and ran to the exit, shouting: "The air pressure has started the mechanism! The mechanism here is all stone, too heavy, and it must be driven by air pressure! This place is an air pump."
I realized it instantly, but at this moment, the water pool under my feet started to move. I didn't run a few steps and found that I couldn't stand at all. There was a under my feet and all the water started to swirl. At the last moment when I could take advantage of it, I lay prone to the stone beam, and as a result, my nails were scratched it, and the whole person was lying in the water. In an instant I was caught in the water.
My heart is awe-inspiring: I rely on, there is such an organization under the water? At the moment when I was worried about how high it was and what was underneath, I had fallen to the ground, and the flashlight fell not far from me. Then the water rushed down on it kept rushing on me, pressing me into the ground.
I was washed up in embarrassment. Although the pool above was not deep, there were at least a few tons of water. I kept plopping, so I could barely find a gap in the water to take a breath.
Half suffocation will not be relieved until all the water has run out. I was exhausted at this time, vomiting and coughing all the time, and squirting out all the water in the trachea.
Where is this dog day? The flashlight has been washed very far, and I wiped my face to look around, it was dark. I touched the ground and found that it was not stone but sand. The sand was washed out of a big pit, and I was in the middle of the big pit.
This seems to be a bunker.
This drop was only two or three meters high, and I was struggling to get up while being glad that I was not caught in a terrible trap.
Just two or three steps in the direction of the flashlight, I felt something was wrong.
My feet fell into the ground at once. After three steps, I was dragged into the ground under my feet.
I looked down and saw that all the sand was below. The sand is so thin that it can't bear the weight of people. I'm sinking continuously.
I immediately reacted-this is a quicksand trap.
The most common organ in the ancient tomb is the quicksand trap. It does not have a delicate design, just a lot of quicksand is poured around the ancient tomb, because quicksand is like water. If this quicksand layer is dug, unless all the quicksand is dug out, no matter how the pit is dug, it will be in the water. Just like digging pits, every time you dig, the quicksand will flow back. At the same time, the artisans of the tomb will design on the floor of the tomb. As soon as the tomb robbers fall into the flip, they will immediately fall into the bottom layer of the tomb, and they will soon be topped.
Ghost said that the passage is very safe, how could there be such a trap? I was wondering. While lying on the sand, increasing the area of ​​contact with the ground to prevent the speed of the decline, I touched my body.
I touched it for a long time, and I didn't touch anything useful, but my eyes gradually adapted to the light here. I saw the fat man not far away. He was even worse than me. He was inserted into the quicksand with his head down, and now only two feet are still tumbling, trying to flip his head out, but the more tossing , The harder it sinks.
In this environment, I have learned not to despair. In the past, the more sinister the environment, the more I managed to win.
However, just when I calmly and quickly thought about the problem, I found that this time was different from the past.
This time, there was no time for me to think.
Almost twenty seconds later, the sand had not reached my neck. However, almost at the same time, I found something on my foot.
Is the bottom of the quicksand trap?
It was a hard thing that prevented me from sinking. The fat man also turned out and yelled. I asked him to come over, and he was desperately climbing to me, only halfway through, and he didn't get to a head, he just stopped.
I was panting and felt the feeling under my feet hard, and I said what is going on, are ancient people very short? The ancients did not expect that modern people would grow so tall, so they dug the trap too shallow?
impossible. Although I believe that a trap like quicksand can kill people as long as it does not reach a few centimeters, but for safety reasons, such traps are usually dug very, very deep.
"Naive, are you okay?" The fat man shouted at the side and threw towards me.
"It's okay." I said. As soon as he finished speaking, the fat man stopped and said "Ouch".
"what happened?"
"There is something in the sand." The fat man said, "His mother's head is up to my lungs." As he saw, the sand in front of him flipped.
"What kind of stuff? Won't it be alive?"
"No, it's tough, it seems to be stone. I made it out." The fat man said, "His mother's feel is a little weird."
After talking about the sand, a tumbling object emerged from the sand. The fat man gritted his teeth, obviously struggling under the sand. After waiting for a while, a skull of an animal that did not know what came out of the sand.
"This is a deer." The fat man said, "It looks like the same pitiful worm as us." When he had finished speaking, he dropped the skull and moved on to me.
"How come the deer came to this place? Is Santa Claus buried in this building?"
"Maybe I entered by mistake, and there are many more." The fat man continued to thrash, and he quickly pulled a bone out of the sand again. I didn't know what part it was. It was very long, like a bone spur. "I Fuck, it's really a lot, it makes me really uncomfortable. "
I also learned to thump in the sand like he did. It is difficult to move your hand in the sand. Fortunately, the quicksand texture here is very fine, unlike the sand on the beach, the deeper the dig, the stronger. Soon I also felt a hard thing.
I grabbed the thing and pushed it up little by little, and soon a sandbag bulged on the sand pile in front of me. I pushed hard and pushed the bone out of the sand. I saw a bunch of hair first.
I was stunned for a while, and continued to go up, a greasy face emerged from the sand, it was a human corpse. I saw the faded army green clothes on his body and realized that this should be the victim of a tomb robbery.
"Hello" Santa "." The fat man finally came to me. "It looks like this is a burial pit. Don't watch it, we have to find a way, otherwise we will become" Santa "."
Our method is to use the bones in the sand to connect the cloth strips that we have torn off to make a bone frame, and then cover anything that can be covered to make something like a sleigh.
We have to make two pieces, first to climb one piece, then to another piece. In this way, our contact area with the sand can be much larger, people will not fall into it, and can move forward in the sand.
After we finished quickly, I realized that this way is silly-we can't go straight, we have to walk sideways.
The fat man pointed in one direction and said, "Go there first, we will" look at the crabs with cold eyes and see how long you run "."
"Fool, that's not a good thing." I scolded, and I lay on the "sleigh" with the fat man. The fat man handed me the chassis on one side, and I turned over, and then the two of us rolled over and repeated it again.
All the way forward, really rolling forward. Rolling and rolling, suddenly we reached a place, the sand fell down.
I was shocked in my heart, and said that I rely on, can this quicksand not even hold such a large surface area? Then the wasn't quicksand at all, it was just rogue sand. I heard a series of rubbing and crashing sounds under the sand.