Just like that, Wu Xie's still-unhappy mood was suddenly brought to the bottom by Fatty Wang, and his tears couldn't stop flowing: "Little Sun... why are you running so fast..."
"This tomb is so dangerous..."
"What should I do if I meet the Corpse Turtle King..."
They all knew the power of the Corpse Turtle King, it was huge.
Wuxie and Fatty became more and more sad the more they thought about it, and tears flowed down their faces under the stimulation of tear gas.
Zhang Qiling: "Don't curse him."
Not to mention them, even Zhang Qiling's eyes were a little red under the effect of the tear gas. If anyone else looked at his watery eyes, they would coax him not to cry with all their heart.
The only people present at this meeting were Wu Xie and Fatty Wang, two men who were crying very hard. They were very involved in crying.
"I don't want to curse him, I'm worried about him." Wuxie burst into tears.
Fatty Wang took a deep breath and wiped his tears fiercely: "Don't cry. Little Yang is very skilled and as long as he is not unlucky, nothing will happen to him. Let's get the oxygen equipment first and then go find him. "
"Okay..." Wuxie burped, what brand of tear gas is this, it's so damn eye-catching!
The three of them returned towards the ear chamber from which they had entered.
At this time, Wu Yu, who was the focus of the three of them, was walking in the corridor with a flashlight. The boy was walking briskly, even if he was equipped with equipment on the left and right, it didn't affect him. The flashlight was flicked left and right by him in the dark. Shooting in the corridor.
"Tsk, the difference between the gloomy and gloomy tomb and the Forbidden City is a bit big..."
Wu Yu felt a little excited about going to the tomb for the first time. After all, this was an experience he had never had in the past eleven and a half years.
If you ask why it is eleven and a half years, it is because his memory started when he was one and a half years old, and he can remember clearly what happened when he was a child, and he has not forgotten anything.
Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone from the waterproof bag he carried with him, plugged in the mobile phone card to see if there was any signal...
Insert the card and turn on the computer.
As a result, there was indeed a weak signal. The signal was strong and bright on the screen, a fierce collision between science and ancient times.
"…………"
Wu Yu looked at his phone and didn't know what to say. Whether he was complaining about the substandard construction of the tomb, which was not deep enough and did not disrupt the magnetic field, or whether he was happy for the country's scientific achievements.
Then the question came, why didn't Wuxie call his third uncle? Maybe... the phone was out of battery and couldn't get through.
but!
Wu Xie's third uncle could call outside and ask for help, right? Wu Xie, the eldest nephew, must have arrived too late to save people. His third uncle had already called someone to rescue him.
Wuyu fiddled with his cell phone, half-heartedly wanting to call Xiaohua and have a chat, asking him indirectly if his two brothers and fathers were engaged in the tomb robbing industry.
However, he knew without fighting that Brother Xiaohua would definitely let him go back.
The young man touched his heart, frowned slightly, then turned off the phone and pulled out the card, with smooth movements.
Now that they were all underground, Wu Yu began to wander around the corridor, trying to find out if there were any bronze objects in this place, or to find out what era this tomb was from.
As we all know, bronzeware ended in the Warring States Period, so the bronze tree he wanted to find must at least be something that existed during the Warring States Period or before the Warring States Period.
Generally speaking, such large-scale pouring or construction will never be heard in the civilian class, but it is different in the aristocratic class. Character records, life records, collections, etc. may leave some clues.
Wu Yu felt that his sense of direction was pretty good, but he couldn't resist the fact that there was only one road here that didn't give him a chance to find his direction, so he kept walking along this road.
I walked for about twenty minutes, and at the end I saw a closed door and two large black pillars made of unknown material. Under the illumination of the flashlight, the large black pillars showed dark green, which was bright and refreshing. They were jade. The best.
And that door is a white jade stone door. Even if it is decayed by the traces of time, you can still see that the carvings on it are...
A man stood on a high platform, with tens of thousands of people kneeling underneath, bowing their hands and kneeling in a pious manner.
Wu Yu carefully studied the man's clothing. The jade crown, collar, and wide sleeves were quite simple. They were very similar from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties to the Han Dynasty. This man seemed to have a high status at first glance.
In ancient times, people who could make all the people kneel were either princes or swashbuckling state masters. The former was the person who stood on the top of the pyramid, and the latter was the person who had the ability to coax the people on the top of the pyramid into a daze.
In summary, none of them are good.
