Chapter 149: Genting Sky Palace

The square hole is half a person tall, square, and is very rough. The sides are all about the size of a watermelon-sized crushed stone. There are also many inside. Obviously someone once blocked this hole, and the square hole is black. , I do n’t know where to go, a bit like the reservoir culvert we often see in the south.
In the pile of broken stones on the side of the square hole, there is a relatively flat one, which is engraved with a few words on it, which is very hastily engraved, and it is very shallow. If the words are not English letters, This kind of emperor's mausoleum looked very dazzling, and Junzi could not necessarily find it. It's a pity that nothing can be spelled out.
Did the three uncles engrave to show us the way? I thought that way at the time, but the uncle's foreign language was very unreliable. How could he come up with such a secret inscribed in foreign language? This is really not his style.
The fat man approached and looked at it curiously, and suddenly heh, he beckoned me and said, "Xiao Wu, these distorted foreign languages, we seem to have seen them somewhere."
I also walked over, only to glance at it, and I couldn't help jumping.
It's not like, we did see these symbols. This is when the fat man and I were seen in the seabed tomb and descended into the monument pool when the fat man saw it on the wall. After seeing this symbol, the dull oil bottle suddenly rushed down to the monument pool, and then he remembered what happened in the seabed tomb.
Why did these symbols suddenly appear here again?
At that time, I always thought that this symbol was engraved when the three uncles brought Wen Jin to them, but some of them were engraved, but suddenly appeared here again, obviously it was wrong.
Looking at the traces of the carvings, they were knocked randomly with the mountaineering picks, and the traces are so new, either the third uncle left it, or the stuffed oil bottle or Aning left, because here these few people can have The pickaxe, the person who left this symbol, must have entered the square hole.
At this moment, I suddenly had a thought, and I said whether it would be. The foreign symbol in the seabed tomb was engraved in a dull oil bottle, so after he saw this symbol, he would only know: "I have visited this place. "
Is really possible. When he appears again, I have to ask.
Pan Zi looked at me in a daze and asked me what was going on. I told them that the fat man and I saw signs on the seabed. Pan Zi also felt very novel. However, he said: "I have been with San Ye for ten years, and I have said that I have fallen into no less than fifty tombs, and some of them are large. I have never seen him leave a secret code, and San Ye ABCD can't recognize all of them. It must have not been left by Sanye. "
I said in my heart that it was Aning or stuffy oil bottle, and turned to them and said, "Anyway, it looks like the road is right. Someone has already entered this hole. The entrance to the underground palace should be just below this. Are we right? Go in? "
"Go in!" The fat man said right away: "What are you waiting for? A few people are in front of us. Fatty, I've always been a pioneer. After meeting some of your unlucky children, you can't get into the hall. , And when everyone else has finished their work, we have no face to grab with them. "
Pan Zi said to me: "Don't ask us, can you do it physically?"
I nodded and said no problem: "The fat man is right, we can't drag it anyway. Anyway, when I bump into the dumplings, I'm not injured but also dead. Now that I'm injured, I will die faster. I'm not afraid."
The fat man had already unloaded his backpack. Hearing me say, "Tu", "You don't talk about auspicious things about you? Don't look at where we are going now?"
I glared at him and said: "With you there, it is useless to stick two door gods on the forehead. You should take care of your hand first."
We each prepared our own equipment. Just now we were marching the way of packing. Now we put all the wind lamps and fuel into the bag, and then take out all the cold fireworks, cold light sticks and explosives, and attach them to the armed belt. Fatty and Pan Zi pulled their bolts away, withdrew their magazines, and took the bullets with them back to load the guns. After they were filled with ammunition, the hunting knife daggers returned to the capital.
The gun was too long to turn around in the square hole, so the fat man gave the gun straight and took out the mountaineering pick. Several people tested the brightness of the flashlight. The fat man took out his gold touch and held it in his hand Bye bye.
Shunzi is also a gun expert. He took the gun and got familiar with it a few times. He felt nostalgic and said to us: "Several bosses, I don't understand your business, but I want to remind you that on Changbai Mountain Drill holes, be careful of Xue Maozi, if you see the wrong signs, first plug your ears with cotton, this thing is still not hard in this season, the brain can only drill the ears, until the summer, after the shell is hard, you can directly from you Drilling into the skin reveals two aftershaves. When you pull it, the beard will break. The whole bug will be broken inside. You have to dig the wound to dig it out. Also, this thing also drills into the anus, when sitting Be careful. "
The fat man glanced at the straight in disgust, and subconsciously tightened the belt, saying, "Now the bugs have this hobby too?"
Shun Tzu said: "I'm not kidding you, I've made a trick myself, don't ask me."
We felt cold in the lower body and both nodded. The fat man took the lead, leaned over and climbed into the square hole, we followed closely, and the fish entered into it, and started to advance towards the ultimate unknown world underground.
The square hole must be walked with the cat's waist on it, the holes are dug in parallel, and look around when walking. Because the height is too low, walking very slowly. The rock bottom here is very strong. Looking at the traces of the chiseling, this tunnel was obviously excavated in the most primitive way. I was guessing how much time it took to build such a large-scale emperor ’s tomb. How about 20 years? ? Many emperors began to repair tombs when they were ascended to the throne. For more than 20 years, it was also very reluctant to dig this tunnel. It seems that the people who fled that year should be a large group of people.
The more I walked in, the more I saw the traces of many people's visits. There were more than one shoe mark on the hiking shoes, and there was no snow hair. However, I found some strange bifurcations on the top of the tunnel.
These holes are not large, they can only accommodate one person, and the hole is curved at 180 degrees. After going straight up for a while, it will make a big downward turn, forming a curved pipe like the number "9". There is probably one such hole every ten meters.
I have n’t known how many times I ’ve climbed a hole since I got involved in this line. From the perspective of architectural accounting, the amount of engineering to play these holes is almost as much as that of the entire tunnel. There must be absolute reasons for the holes to be played, otherwise it is uneconomical, but there is no real value in these holes.
Pan Zi said to me at the back: "Little Third Master, did you find that this tunnel is a bit familiar?"
"Familiar?" I paused and turned to ask why he asked so.
Pan Zi said: "When we were in the Guazi Temple in Shandong, the corpse cave, the tunnel into the cave, is not this virtue? Isn't the old man hiding in the hole above to hurt us a few?"
He said this, and I looked at the top of the cave carefully again. At that time in Shandong, I panicked and panicked. I did n’t pay too much attention to the top of the corpse cave and the water robber cave. That being said, there should be nothing wrong, and I felt strange, and asked him, "Are you sure?"
Pan Zi was not sure, saying: "We also heard the old man's words before we knew there was a hole in it. When we passed by, it was dark and we didn't notice it."
I stopped and took a closer look at these bifurcated holes, and immediately understood its role, saying, "That corpse hole was also a water robber hole at that time?"
Pan Zi nodded and said yes, I said, "These bifurcated holes are actually used for breathing. You see, when the water is poured into this row, because of the curved structure of the bifurcated hole, there will be air in the bifurcated hole. Just swim for a while, then head into the bifurcation and take a breath, then move on. "
Pan Zi said in surprise: "This clever way, so to speak, was this line actually under water?"
I said: "It's almost the same. It seems that the water stolen hole in the Guazi Temple might have been dug by the people of Wang Zanghai." It's wrong to think about it. The ancient hole was stolen. It may have been excavated by King Lu Si when he went to the mountain to repair the tomb. Did Wang Zanghai see it after he went there, drawing on the techniques of the ancients? It is quite possible.
After walking for a long time, I do n’t know how much distance I walked. The row of roads gradually widened. Finally, when we saw the exit, we climbed out and turned out to be a very deep canal, about ten meters deep and five or six meters wide There is no more water in the canal.
I looked at the river canal construction and said, "This is a diversion channel. The water from the moat is taken out from here to keep the water alive, not to smell, and to prevent the water level from being reversed.
On both sides of the canal, there are river ridges for one person to walk on. There is a stone bridge above us. We walked carefully and came to the other bank of the river. The fat man asked how to go now.
I said, "This canal is connected to the canal outside. It should be counted as a canal. We will follow the water."
Pan Zi squatted down to look at the traces of the water flow and pointed to one side, "There."
We continued to move forward, not long after, a square square hole appeared on the stone wall in front of the river bank.
The fat man threw a cold firework and threw it out, illuminating the black stone slab on the ground outside the square hole. Obviously this was the wall stone of the underground palace. The fat man drilled out and threw a lot of cold fireworks around and threw it around. Before we crawled out of the tunnel.
The place where it came out was a tomb built from black rock. It was not high. People could barely stand upright, but it was very wide. There were many crocks neatly arranged around the tomb. It might be a wine jar for burial. Both are half tall. It is roughly estimated that there are more than a thousand cans. It seems that Emperor Wannu may be a drunkard.
There are some simple reliefs on the black walls on the four sides. The reliefs are not well preserved and may be related to the communication with the outside world. Although the volcanic gas here is not as deadly as Pan Zi said, It is definitely more corrosive than ordinary air. It is a miracle that the murals here can be preserved. It's a pity that the saved pictures can only be viewed as a rough picture.
On the left and right walls of the tomb, there is a stone gate, followed by a black lacquered channel. A cold wind blew out from the inside. The fat man picked up two cold fireworks and threw one into the side without seeing his head.