107 What’s the matter with the donkey here?

Style: Romance Author: Dingjun killed XiahouWords: 2425Update Time: 24/01/11 16:25:02
Lin Yi was still worried about whether the stone bridge and the cable suspension bridge behind it could bear the weight of so many people.

Only when he stepped on it did he realize that there was a metal frame supporting the stone slab, and it was not suspended at all.

The most surprising thing is this chain bridge.

It remains strong and stable after thousands of years.

The bridge deck is made of iron plates and is five to six meters wide. Each link of the surrounding iron chains is as thick as a finger.

The chain is also brushed with a layer of anti-rust tung oil.

Not to mention carrying the weight of more than ten of them, even a fully loaded semi-trailer truck could move steadily.

I don’t know why such a strong suspension bridge was built in the first place.

Lin Yi stood on the bridge and turned on his flashlight to look down the bridge.

Unfortunately, it was still cloudy and misty, and the water vapor was rising. I could feel that there should be water below, but I couldn't see the details.

Wang Qiang trotted all the way to the end of the suspension bridge without stopping, stepped onto the stone slab opposite, turned around and shouted to everyone:

"I said, can you stop nagging? What's so good about this crap?"

After saying that, he rushed directly to the door of the palace.

Lin Yi knew his thoughts best.

In the past, I almost lost my life when I saw money at the lower level, and even made a fool of myself in public.

Now that my legs are sharper, I want to see if I can get ahead and get something valuable to take back.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qiang rushed to the entrance of the palace and was suddenly stunned on the spot.

His eyes rolled upwards, looking at the scene at the main entrance of the hall.

"Brother Qiangzi, what's wrong with you? You're not possessed by evil again, are you?"

Abdul shouted to him from behind.

At the same time, he quickened his pace and rushed towards the end.

Wang Qiang's head didn't move, he just stretched out his right hand and kept making a "come" gesture to everyone.

Seeing this, everyone no longer had the intention to study this well-made suspension bridge, and all gathered towards Wang Qiang's location.

The shape of this palace gate is almost the same as that of the main hall below.

It's just that the main hall and the two side halls are connected.

The first thing that attracted Lin Yi was the oil lamp in the center of the main hall door.

When I walked closer, I discovered that the lamp was in the shape of a Qingluan, and the wick was cleverly designed on the feathers on Qingluan's head.

According to legend, Qingluan is a divine bird that always accompanies the Queen Mother of the West and is also the Queen Mother’s messenger. There is only one such bird in the world.

It can basically be concluded that reaching this level means that you have completely set foot on the "territory" of the Queen Mother of the West.

There are three Z-shaped air holes on the back of the wick.

It is these three pores that control the lighting of the lights.

As for where the pores go, what controls the size and frequency of the airflow, and how it is linked to the "Nine Palaces and Bagua Stones", there is no way of knowing.

When Lin Yi moved his gaze to the inside of the hall, his expressions and those of everyone around him were exactly the same as Wang Qiang's just now.

Inside the main hall is a hollow mountain surrounded on the left and right.

Within the mountain, there are clouds and mist, and there are flat-topped hills floating in an orderly manner.

On the top of each knoll is a coffin.

There are hundreds of them, large and small, before and after.

There are also various plants and vines on the hills hanging down along the edges, adding a sense of mystery.

The surrounding mountains are like a broken earthen jar, and these flat-topped hills floating in it are like lotus pods kept in the earthen jar.

Standing at the gate of the palace and looking in, it looks like a dynamic ink painting.

Everyone stood in front of the palace gate for several minutes.

Wang Qiang stretched out his arm and touched Lin Yi beside him.

"Tell me, has that old boy Cameron been here too? The scene in Afanti he filmed looks a lot like this."

"I bet Afanti really came here to fight, otherwise what would he be doing riding a donkey?"

Lin Yi pretended to be unintentional and said.

"What's the matter with the donkey here?"

"Then what does this have to do with Afanti?"

When Wang Qiang heard this, he slapped his forehead.

"It's my fault, that's called Avatar! Just tell me if it looks like it, right?"

Bai Lu beside her shook her head.

"Lao Ka himself said that he got his inspiration from Zhangjiajie, but the scene in front of him is much more shocking than Zhangjiajie."

Several old experts were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

"This should be the legendary 'Xuanpu'. This is where Queen Jingjue's mausoleum is located!"

"In the eyes of the world, isn't this just like a fairyland?"

After saying this, several experts stepped into the palace gate.

Wang Qiang was not so active this time. He quietly grabbed Lin Yi's backpack strap and walked to the back of the line.

"Is this really the location of Queen Jingjue's tomb?"

Lin Yi looked up at the coffins hanging on the "top of the mountain" and nodded.

Wang Qiang lowered his voice and stuffed the live broadcast equipment into his pocket.

"Is there anything valuable in here?"

"Hey, Lao Wang, when you first came out with me, who was so upright that he wanted to completely distance himself from the tomb robbers? He was both suspicious and law-abiding, so why are you thinking about fighting now?"

Wang Qiang chuckled.

"Who said we have to fight back? I'm just curious. What if our buddy is lucky enough to pick up one or two of these?"

"Where are you going to pick up this fucking coffin, which is in the sky? Besides, there are so many people here watching, keep your hands to yourself, there will be plenty of time for us to make a fortune later."

"Okay, what you say, Consultant Lin, will make it happen!"

Wang Qiang hummed a little tune and took steps to catch up with the large army.

Lin Yi shook his head helplessly.

When it comes to gold, the most taboo thing is greed.

In that tomb in the desert before, Wang Qiang suffered from greed and almost got into trouble.

In the "Mountain of Cool Wind", I quietly reached out my hand again and allowed myself to walk through the gate of hell for a while.

Now, when I came to the "hanging garden" and saw the formation, I was tempted again.

But it's no wonder that when faced with a priceless weapon, it's abnormal not to be tempted, including Lin Yi himself.

But now he wants to stabilize Wang Qiang and stop causing trouble.

The most important thing is that he knows what things here are "prickly". If he doesn't eat mutton and gets into trouble, he will definitely not do it!

"Consultant Lin, come and take a look!"

Xiao Song and the others in front waved to Lin Yi, and then Lin Yi put away his thoughts and chased after them in a few steps.

When I got closer, I realized that the so-called hanging mountains were not hanging in the air at all.

Under each mountain, there is a part of support.

By visual inspection, the diameter is at least three or four meters.

Under the cover of clouds and mist, it is indeed possible to confuse the fake with the real.

Academician Zhou carefully studied the base of this 'hanging garden', and he was surprised to find that these mountains were not formed naturally, but were dug out of the mountains bit by bit with tools.

"You see, the bottom is integrated with the ground under our feet without any gaps. Even though the pillars supporting the entire mountain have been polished, there are still some traces of artificial carvings left on them."

"That means that this place is actually a 'hanging garden' artificially created by hollowing out the entire mountain? What a huge project this must be!"

Bai Lu shouted in disbelief.

Lin Yi reached out and patted the pillars of the "hanging garden" and muttered thoughtfully:

"I think I may know where Jing Jueguo spends his money!"

(End of chapter)