The five people paused and ran wildly without looking back. The sounds behind them got closer and closer. Eigo, the slowest, even smelled the unique fishy smell of snakes.
"Since the owner of the tomb is afraid of tomb robbers, he must also be worried that these things will disturb him. If you look for the direction, you can definitely get rid of them by approaching the main tomb!"
Three passages appeared ahead. Duan Yuning made a brief judgment and immediately changed direction: "To the left, I heard the wind."
Everyone cheered up and quickly followed him.
After running for an unknown amount of time, things gradually became quiet behind him. Yingwu turned around with a flashlight and saw that the road was clean and the snakes had disappeared without a trace.
What appeared in front of the five people were countless large and small pits.
Skeletons were everywhere in the pit, piled up like a mountain, and the empty eye sockets stared into the void, like a silent question.
…
Intermittent gasping sounds could be heard in the cinema, and a group of spectators looked at the movie screen in astonishment, their minds going blank.
Xing Zhengtian's fingertips trembled. He clearly didn't understand what it was, but he subconsciously blurted out: "Ten thousand people died in the burial pit!"
Chapter 141
The postures of the skeletons are all kinds of strange. Some are lying at the bottom of the pit in despair, waiting for death. Some are trying to reach out for help, and there are also scenes of killing each other in despair.
Without exception, they all stared at the sky before they died, as if silently questioning something.
The dark eyes were like dark abyss, and just by looking at each other, one could understand that it was boundless despair.
Xing Zhengtian looked at this scene, his heart felt like it was being exposed to the scorching sun, and every beat was heartbreaking pain.
He heard his own heartbeat, beating heavily like a bell and drum, and deep anger flowed in his blood.
"That's right. They even brought ceramic pots and daily necessities to be buried with them. How could they not bring along the attendants?"
The old man covered his face and murmured like a man possessed: "It's possible that not only the maids and servants, but also the craftsmen who built the mausoleum were thrown into the pit in order to prevent the news from leaking out..."
Xing Xu was frightened by his grandfather's appearance. He gently pushed his shoulders and shouted softly: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
Xing Zhengtian ignored him and stared at the big screen, still muttering something. The overwhelming anger almost overwhelmed him, not the anger at the tomb robbers, but the anger at the burial pit where thousands of people were killed.
In ancient times, was human life so despised?
The others did the same, clutching their chests and slumped on their chairs, gasping for air. Xing Xu suspected that they would faint in the next second, so he was so frightened that he quickly popped the quick-acting Baoxin Pill into their mouths.
"Old Xing, where did you read all this? Why don't I know?" Xu Yuanbo took a sip of water and said slowly.
It is no exaggeration to say that he can recite the books stored by the Institute of Ancient Culture. Among the ancient books that have been restored so far, there is no knowledge about burials and tombs. How did Xing Zhengtian know?
Xing Zhengtian was stunned when he heard this, and his anger poured out like a flood.
He touched the shiny top of his head and said, "It just... came out of my head. These are all my guesses. There is no data to prove it is true."
The same goes for the information on chimes, which came to me naturally, as if I knew it from birth.
Xu Yuanbo twitched the corner of his mouth and touched his head to divert his attention. His face was full of surprise: "Then your brain is a treasure. Remember to donate it to the country when you die."
Xing Zhengtian's eyes twitched and he stepped on him hard: "Get out!"
After some fighting, they finally felt less heavy and continued to watch movies, memorizing the structure of the tomb and the types of burial objects.
The audience at the back couldn't help but admire them when they saw a group of grandparents immersed in taking notes.
A steakhouse was sitting on the chair next to Xing Xu's seat and asked in a low voice: "What are they doing?"
Xing Xu laughed dryly and explained vaguely: "I'm taking notes to prevent myself from forgetting."
She Niu was very surprised: "I just forgot to watch it again, and the plot of the movie is thrilling, how could I forget it."
"Old people can't stand stimulation. Watching too much is not good for their hearts."
She Niu showed a look of realization, holding her face and shouting excitedly: "As expected of Director Jing."
Obviously, they regard Xu Yuanbo, Xing Zhengtian and others as Yu Jing's loyal fans. They are old-hearted and follow the trends of a group of young people.
Xing Xu looked at the sky without explaining anything.
In fact, if Yu Jing really appeared in front of this group of people, she might face criticism and struggle.
…
Yingwu squatted next to the pit, his face showed no signs of movement, he glanced around with a pair of eagle eyes, and stood up after confirming that there was nothing unusual.
"Let's go, the main tomb should be in front of us."
Several people quickly cheered up and followed the stone wall to avoid the pit.
Starting from the underground river, they were first chased by water monkeys, then bitten by corpse crickets, and finally chased by chicken-necked snakes and fled in embarrassment. Their spirits were already exhausted.
Mohawk looked at his watch and found that five hours had passed.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and followed weakly at the back. He would have brought something to eat if he had known about it, but now he was so hungry that he didn't have the energy to run if he encountered danger.
There was only a palm-wide stone platform on the edge of the pit for them to walk on. The mohawk's head was pressed tightly against the stone wall. Suddenly, the vision blurred and it hit the pit with a thud.
Xiong Qi was startled and it was already too late to pull him away: "Aqiang, are you okay?"
Due to his own weight and the height of the fall, many sharp bone spurs pierced his body, and Aqiang directly turned into a hedgehog.
The brutal screams echoed in the cave.
"Don't move yet!"
Eigo's sharp shout was like a thunder, awakening the mohawk's reason.
Aqiang let out a breath, and his expression became distorted every time he moved. He endured the severe pain and slowly got up: "It's okay, they are just small bone spurs, no vital injuries."
Yun Xing moved flexibly and slid down the slope to help him clean the bone spurs on his body. Duan Yuning grinned when he saw the bloody holes in his body. He took out a bandage and disinfectant from his bag and threw it into his hand.
"Okay, it's visible to the naked eye. Let's go to the main tomb to deal with the wound. It's not convenient here."
Without hindering movement, the bandage was wrapped around and around, and finally tied with a bow on the neck.
Duan Yuning wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. She was so embarrassed that her face turned red. Even Yingwu and Xiong Qi didn't look at him, looking into the pit as if there was some treasure there.
Aqiang twisted his face, but he didn't curse.
The man who succeeded in the prank flipped up nimbly and stretched out his hand to the mohawk: "Come up."
There was a tugging at his ankle.
Aqiang thought that the group of snakes were chasing after him, so he quickly lowered his head, and a pale skeleton hand rested on his instep.
Maybe he was kicked while walking, but he didn't care and walked carefully towards the edge of the pit.
There was a pulling sensation on his ankle again, and he suddenly had a bad feeling. He looked down and saw that the skeletal hand he had just kicked away was once again holding his ankle.
"Fifth Master..." Aqiang whispered with a trembling voice, "The skeleton is alive and it is pulling me."
Yingwu: "Don't move yet, Xiong Qi!"
The thin monkey-like man immediately opened his backpack, pulled out a rope from inside, tied it and threw it on Aqiang.
Mohawk held the rope tightly, Xiong Qi yanked hard and tore him away.
At this time, there was no need to worry about the wound. There were so many skeletons in the pit. If they all came back to life, it would be completely hopeless!
Click——
Click——
The skeletons slowly turned their heads and no longer looked up at the sky. Their dark eyes stared at the five people, and they slowly crawled towards the mohawk.
A well-preserved skeleton was very fast. It was on all fours and caught up behind Aqiang in the blink of an eye. It smelled the strong smell of blood and roared silently.
"Ahhhh!" Aqiang's leg was torn off a piece of skin, and he screamed in pain.
The skeleton that grabbed the human skin did not pursue it, but put the human skin on its face.
Duan Yuning's pupils shrank: "It wants to put on human skin and leave the underground palace!"
Xiong Qi silently speeded up, and more and more skeletons covered Aqiang's body. His voice changed from a full-blooded wailing to a weak cry for help.
"Fifth Master, you and Duan Yuning go first. We will catch up with Aqiang after we save him."
Yun Xing pulled out a machete from Xiong Qi's backpack and slid down the pit again. He was not as strong as Xiong Qi, but he was more dexterous and could stop the skeleton army with ease.
Kicking away the skeletons on Aqiang's body one by one, the heavy machete carried the wind and chopped the unwilling skeleton into pieces.
After the heads were smashed, the skeletons finally stopped moving.
Over there, Xiong Qi pulled up the mohawk. The bloody man had fainted. Fortunately, he still had a pulse. He put the man on his shoulders and shouted to Yun Xing in the pit: "Let's go!"
Yun Xing took out a grenade from his pocket, threw it accurately to the place with the most blood, and left without looking back amid the earth-shattering explosion.
Yingwu and Duan Yuning also found their way and signaled them to come quickly in the tunnel on the other side.
"How is Aqiang?"
After leaving the Ten Thousand Burial Pit, Xiong Qi put the person on the ground and asked Duan Yuning to check the situation for him.
Duan Yuning frowned: "He's still alive, but a few pieces of skin were torn off his legs and back. The bleeding has stopped. There is no danger to his life."
Having said this, he shuddered. This was his first time fighting and he was lucky enough not to go crazy with fear.
"How can those skeletons still be alive!" He frowned, feeling that his brain was not enough.
There are nine-column bronze figures in the Yang Tomb above and nine dragons guarding the coffin. We think they are all mechanisms.
But water monkeys, corpse crickets, pheasant neck snakes and skeletons are totally unfounded!
Yun Xing sneered and leaned on the stone wall to adjust his clothes: "In this business, talking about science will drive you crazy sooner or later. You will definitely not be able to go back the way you came. You can only move forward to find a way out. Let's go."
Yingwu nodded silently, carried Aqiang on his back and walked in the middle, Xiong Qi took the lead, and Yun Xing followed.
There were no more surprises along the way. The tomb in the heart of the mountain was surprisingly large. After walking for an unknown amount of time, two bronze doors appeared in front of them again.
"This should be the real main tomb." Yun Xing shook his shoulders and sighed, "It's finally worth the trip."
Xiong Qi leaned forward, put his palms against the door and pushed with all his strength, but the bronze door did not move at all. Yingwu was surprised, knowing that Xiong Qi could even lift something weighing a thousand kilograms with all his strength. Even if the door was simple and heavy, it should be moved.
Duan Yuning glanced at the door structure: "First click the copper ring at the door."
Xiong Qi did as he was told, and there was a clicking sound inside the bronze door, and the door slowly opened.
