Seeing that Sun Bingjun's car had overturned to the ground, the huge desert mole cricket was not in a hurry to attack, but was still tapping the ground rhythmically.
"Brother, Lao Wang, everyone, tighten your seat belts, I have an ominous feeling!"
Lin Yi held up the walkie-talkie and shouted.
At the same time, as the rhythm of the mole cricket stepping on the ground became faster and faster, there seemed to be a muffled sound in the underground in response to it.
Suddenly, countless potholes appeared on the surface.
Each one is about half a meter in diameter, and they are densely connected together, like a honeycomb.
Just before everyone recovered, the ground began to sink without warning, and all the vehicles fell into the ground one after another while still driving.
There were calls for help and screams coming from the intercom.
Wang Qiang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Lin Yi's whole body tensed up, his feet stepped on the seat, and his upper body pressed against the roof of the car.
Abdul, the well-informed guide, was holding the handrail tightly with both hands at this moment, with a look of horror on his face.
The car tilted, as if it had fallen into a bell.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
In the panic, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the horn and flew straight away.
Then there were several huge vibrations of the vehicle landing, and the sound of other cars' tires blowing out.
Immediately afterwards, vehicle sirens began to sound one after another.
The harsh sound echoed in the underground space, and it felt like entering a huge underground parking lot.
"Brother, Lao Wang, are you okay?"
Lin Yi pressed the switch of the small light in the car.
"It's okay, what the hell happened? There was an earthquake?"
"It's probably not an earthquake. We fell into the ground." Abdul rubbed his eyes and looked longingly through the glass.
It was pitch black all around and I couldn't see my fingers.
There was a tingling sound coming from the intercom at this moment.
"Is everyone okay?"
It was Mr. Lu's voice.
"We're fine!"
"We're OK with this!"
"Everything is fine, but Xiao Chen was a little frightened."
"Everyone is fine, Comrade Xiaolin, is Comrade Xiaolin here? What's going on?"
Lin Yi picked up the walkie-talkie.
"If I guessed correctly, the huge desert mole cricket just now should be a female insect, and this is her nest."
"The nest? The entire ground was hollowed out to serve as a nest. How fertile does this guy have to be?" Wang Qiang complained while turning on the headlights.
It didn't matter if he opened it, the scene under the lights almost scared him out of his mind.
Directly in front of the car, a large group of figures appeared, with huge heads and pale faces, and a stiff and weird smile on each face.
His eyes were staring straight at them.
"Holy shit, is this a fucking human or a ghost?"
Wang Qiang swore swear words to embolden himself, but his eyes were always evasive, and he didn't dare to look outside at all.
Lin Yi said nothing and looked around, but found no other movement.
So, I picked up my leather backpack, opened the car door, walked out, and grabbed the two Yingisha gifts given by my elder brother in my wrists.
Abdul also followed closely, carrying a dagger.
"Hey, do you have some sense of teamwork? We are a team."
With that said, Wang Qiang hurriedly picked up an engineering shovel from the back seat and followed.
Everyone in the other cars stayed quietly in the car and did not dare to move.
Lin Yi made a gesture, and the three of them marched in a formation.
Cautiously approaching the front of the strange figure, the three of them turned on their flashlights.
"Shh!"
The three of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time.
"What the hell did I think it was? It's been a long time and it turned out to be a human figurine."
Wang Qiang's tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment.
The tense atmosphere in the live broadcast room finally returned to normal at this moment.
"Good guy, to be honest, I was almost scared to death just now!"
"This is much more exciting than watching a horror movie!"
"What is this? Why does it look like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses?"
Lin Yi carefully observed the strangely shaped human figurines in front of him.
"This should be the tomb of the owner of the half of the epitaph. According to the burial system of the Western Han Dynasty, this should be a secondary burial pit in the main tomb."
"Comrade Xiaolin is so right! Looking at the shapes of these human figurines buried with them, they are indeed in the style of Western Han Dynasty statues. This is indeed a burial pit."
With the support of his students, Mr. Lu came to Lin Yi's side and added excitedly while putting on his gloves.
"The anchor should stop pretending when he gets to the cemetery, right? He won't hide it anymore and just say whatever he wants."
"Isn't that right? Now that we're at work, aren't you friendly?"
"You said you're not here to rob graves?"
"Anchor, stop pretending, I've even seen the golden charm around your neck!"
"Touching the golden talisman? What touching the golden talisman?"
Wang Qiang looked at the barrage, and when he looked back, he saw that there was actually a pendant on Lin Yi's chest.
The front end is inlaid with a sharp claw, and the cone-shaped lower end is inlaid with gold thread, and the color is dark and transparent.
There is a ring at the top with a black cowhide rope threaded through it.
"Mr. Lin, please explain to me, what is this?"
Lin Yi himself didn't know when this thing was hung around his neck.
Faced with Wang Qiang's questioning, he could only find an excuse to fool him first.
"Hey, isn't this a souvenir I bought at the Comic Con last time? Don't you have one too?"
Wang Qiang scratched the back of his head and thought about it carefully for a long time.
"It seems that this is indeed the case. Oh, that's not right. Why do I look different from yours? I'm not as bright as you."
"You have to play with this thing, you know? As for Wenwan, you have to feed it with human oil. The more you play with it, the brighter it becomes."
Lin Yi grabbed the golden charm and stuffed it into his collar.
Several Lanyun players on the side also came together to watch the fun.
"Since they are all human figurines, why don't these things have arms? Are they still naked?"
"I've been to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. All the human figures there have beards and tails."
While observing with a magnifying glass, Mr. Lu wore gloves and carefully touched the ancient artifacts from thousands of years ago.
"Actually, I have already summarized this issue when the Han Yang Tomb was unearthed. The Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty were the only two feudal dynasties that abolished human sacrifice. The human figurines buried with the Han Dynasty were smaller than the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. , the most striking feature is the appearance of 'clothed figurines', and the arms will be made of wooden structures."
Mr. Lu’s student Xiao Song also joined in and continued to add:
"The terracotta warriors and horses belong to the 'clothing warriors', which integrate the shape of the clothes with the warriors; the 'clothing warriors' are buried wearing a layer of clothes outside the warriors. And these wooden structures have been buried for thousands of years. It gradually decays, is decomposed by microorganisms, and eventually merges with the sand and soil."
At this moment, everyone was gathered together, listening to Mr. Lu and others spreading knowledge about cultural relics on the spot, and it seemed that they had suddenly forgotten that they were underground.
Even the huge desert mole cricket just now was completely forgotten by everyone.
"Hey, brother, come and see!"
Brother Abdul, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
Lin Yi and Wang Qiang rushed forward.
"Brother, look, the wood for the arms of this figurine is Populus euphratica."
"Populus euphratica? Isn't it said to be immortal for a thousand years, not to fall for a thousand years after death, and not to rot for a thousand years after it falls? How can it rot and deteriorate like ordinary wood?" Wang Qiang asked in confusion.
Lin Yi reached out and picked up a piece of sawdust and put it in front of his eyes to observe carefully.
"No, these woods are not rotten and deteriorated. There are signs of being eaten here!"
PS: The editor put it on the shelves at short notice and did not prepare any remarks. I will add a few more chapters today. I hope all book friends will support it! Collect, recommend, and accept monthly tickets! There will be additional updates in the evening!
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