185 This person may be schizophrenic (please read, subscribe, and vote)

Style: Romance Author: Dingjun killed XiahouWords: 2210Update Time: 24/01/11 16:25:02
After hearing Lin Yi's question, Qian Sheng simply continued the unfinished story.

"Let's continue from the last chapter of the book. It was said that Monk Hu came to receive the thousand taels of gold because of his meritorious service in saving people. Unexpectedly, Jing Zhaoyin took it away in front of everyone, with ten thousand dissatisfaction.

'I saved the lives of you people in Xijing, but you don't want to give me a thousand gold reward. You Tang people don't mean what you say! '

Unexpectedly, a young man stood up behind Jing Zhaoyin and said to Monk Hu: "It's not that we don't keep our words, but you, Monk Hu, are too vicious, because you were the one who poisoned me." '

When Monk Hu heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

The men on the left and right came forward to search him, and sure enough they found two bottles, one black and one white.

This white bottle was the bottle he used when he rescued people three days ago, and this black bottle was naturally the bottle used for poisoning.

With the evidence in front of him, Monk Hu had no choice but to plead guilty. According to his confession, he came from Dashi, and he refined the poisonous powder from several types of poisonous insects from the Western Regions.

The most commonly used is the scorpion tail venom of their big-eating scorpion. Just take out a few drops and dissolve it in the well water, which can cause vomiting, diarrhea, and loss of labor ability.

So far, the Daxing City poisoning case has been solved. The name of the Big Eating Hidden-tailed Scorpion was thus spread, and it was once known as the 'No. 1 Strange Poison in the Western Regions'. "

"Good guy, I was wearing a mask, and I got a little bit of scorpion venom, which almost sent me away. The toxicity of this thing is really no joke."

Wang Qiang still feels a little scared when he mentions the hidden-tailed scorpion now.

Lin Yi's focus is not here.

"Shopkeeper Qian, in the story, is the young man who sees through Monk Hu's tricks mentioned in the book?"

"Of course I mentioned that this young man is very famous. He is the Sicang officer under Wang Shichong, the son of Yuan Shouyi, the nephew of the famous physiognomist Yuan Shoucheng in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and Yuan Tiangang!"

"Yuan Tiangang!"

After listening to Qian Sheng's story, Lin Yi silently recited his name and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly he raised his head,

"I suspect that these big-eating Tibetan-tailed scorpions were deliberately raised here to prevent others from entering this tomb!"

When Qian Sheng heard this, he thought for a moment.

"It's very possible! This species should not have appeared here in the first place. If you put it this way, the granary must not only be prepared for the craftsmen who built the Buddha statues.

After several people connected all the information they had now, they couldn't help but feel chilled.

If these large-eating Tibetan-tailed scorpion saplings are introduced into this tomb alone, this species will die out sooner or later.

Only by building a food chain here can these exotic species survive.

This granary is the key to their underground biological chain.

Rats and insects are the main consumers of food.

And they will also become delicacies for scorpions.

Scorpions are a species that has the habit of hibernating, so in winter, rats have the opportunity to kill them.

These two groups restrict each other so that neither side becomes overrun.

This has allowed this food chain to survive for thousands of years.

As long as these scorpions can survive and multiply over time, the safety of the periphery of this tomb can be guaranteed.

"Genius! Anyone who could come up with such a method more than a thousand years ago is simply a genius!"

Qian Sheng couldn't help but admired.

"More than just a genius, I think you are the reincarnation of the King of Hell. I am afraid that these scorpions will not sting anyone, so I have raised such a big nest."

"I'm thinking right now, who designed the structure of the bronze statue of the Twenty-Four Heroes, who arranged the 'lowering heads' in the tomb passage, and who placed these Hidden-tailed Scorpions here, and who left the mark on the masonry. Could it be the same person who made the mark?"

As soon as Lin Yi expressed this idea, Wang Qiang was the first to object.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Playing with split personality, right? There are all traps out there that can kill people, and then you leave a mark here that ordinary people can't understand, and trick people into entering this tomb disguised as a lotus platform. What are you trying to do? Woolen cloth?"

yes! What is he planning?

The craftsmen of the past dynasties arranged the tombs in order to stop the tomb robbers and protect the tombs from being robbed.

The three of them were in a desperate situation outside just now, and were about to become snacks for scorpions, but why did they leave a mark?

Since you want to leave a mark, but you don't open the door generously, do you have to make people guess hard?

That is to say, Lin Yi knows a lot.

If it had been anyone else, even if they had received the revelation, they would not have been able to discover the surrounding furnishings and details, and they would have been completely cold by now.

"Mr. Lin, could it be that Mr. Wang is really right, that the craftsman who designed the tomb is really a schizophrenic? Many famous geniuses and artists in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, are said to have suffered from schizophrenia.

This was not impossible in ancient times, but the original medical skills could not determine it. "

When he said this, he directly hit Lin Yi's gun.

"Schizophrenia has been recorded as early as more than 3,000 years ago. The "Huangdi Nei Jing" says, 'All mania and excesses belong to fire; clothes and quilts are not restrained, words are good and evil, and do not avoid relatives and strangers. This is the chaos of the gods. also'.

The understanding of the ancients was definitely not as good as it is now, but this disease has been around for a long time, and treatment methods have been tried from surgery to acupuncture.

"Thirteen Acupuncture of Ghost Gate" has been used to treat this difficult and complicated disease.

However, most of the time, people choose the simplest way to treat it--suck a big mouth. "

Hearing this, Qian Sheng and Wang Qiang couldn't help laughing.

However, it also reminded Lin Yi that sometimes paranoid geniuses, even geniuses who are ahead of their time, are always misunderstood as "madmen".

If you want to unravel this mystery now, you have to go into the Aconitum Gate yourself to find out.

"Look, I just said that I wanted to go in and take a look, but you refused to let me in, and now I say that I want to go in. If you ask me, it doesn't matter whether he is a schizophrenic or a madman or a genius, let's just go to the dark side and see. Look what the hell is this?

Besides, do we still have a way out now? "

Wang Qiang was rough in words but not rough in reasoning. The key was that he couldn't take away this large mural that he cherished so much.

If there is no wealth here, then look elsewhere.

Moreover, the gate under the lotus seat can only be opened from the outside. They are now in the unique corridor of the Tang Dynasty tomb, and there is no way out around them, so they can only force their way in.

"Wait a minute, even if we want to go in, we have to ask for directions first, right?"

As he spoke, Lin Yi took out a few fluorescent sticks from his bag, broke them, and threw them in through the crack of the Aconitum door.

Taking advantage of this light, three people and one monkey lay curiously at the crack of the door and looked in, and saw a few eyes looking at them from the other side.

The three of them screamed almost at the same time, and then the door of Wutou Gate suddenly opened, and all three of them stumbled and fell in.

(End of chapter)