The hole dug was only as wide as one person, and there were ladder-like ridges on the left and right sides. Lin stepped on the ridges with his left and right feet and went down.
Zhang Qiling leaned half of his body into the hole and handed the medical kit down. He felt the person underneath caught it and said, "Get out of the way."
After being reminded, Zhang Qiling jumped down lightly, then bent down and got into the passage on the left.
The hole in the brick wall in front was enlarged so that six people could squat in a circle without feeling crowded.
"The third master is here, I'll dig a hole." Dakui couldn't wait to push forward.
The third uncle directly knocked the person over and said with an ugly face: "Fuck you, the master didn't say anything, why are you joining in the fun?"
"Third uncle!" Da Kui looked at his third uncle in disbelief, not expecting that he would hit him in the face like this.
"This is the Blood Corpse Tomb. Are you rushing forward to kill everyone? The eldest nephew, a stupid young man, knows how to be patient and not move things randomly." The third uncle scolded Dakui with a serious expression.
Seeing this, Wuxie acted as peacemaker: "Uncle Third, don't be angry, Dakui didn't mean it."
Da Kui glared at Wu Xie fiercely, obviously he also had a grudge against him, but the situation was so strong that he could only give in temporarily: "Third Master, what Xiao San Ye said is, I didn't mean it, so just be noble and let me go." Bar!"
"Hmph!" The third uncle snorted coldly: "Stay in the back. If you move around again, don't blame me for being rude."
"Yes, yes, yes." Da Kui responded repeatedly, squatting at the end and saying nothing.
The third uncle's expression changed and he was full of smiles. He squatted back and got out of the way: "Brother, if you are a master, come here."
Zhang Qiling, who was squatting behind Lin Yi, walked to the tomb wall with his feet, stretched out his unusually long index and middle fingers and began to stroke along the cracks inch by inch.
Zhang Qiling touched it for a full 5 minutes, and the third uncle couldn't help but inquire: "How are you doing, little brother? If it doesn't work, let's find another place to drill the hole..."
Zhang Qiling raised her left hand to signal him to be quiet, and touched it for a few more minutes before stopping: "There is an anti-theft interlayer. The bricks can only be taken out, not pushed in, let alone smashed."
"Take it out? These bricks don't even have any cracks. How can you take them?" Pan Zi, who was squatting next to his third uncle, was dumbfounded. I don't have this skill either!
Zhang Qiling raised his hand and touched a brick along the crack of the brick. Then he thrust his fingers into the crack of the wall and pulled out the brick.
Lin looked at Zhang Qiling intently. The AI core recorded this scene and put it in a folder to save: hitting a stone with flesh and blood, and the broken stone was still a stone. This is simply not human!
"Hold the grass!" Wuxie's eyes widened in shock.
He pretends to be a national quintessence when he gets excited. You don’t need to take a DNA test to know that he and his third uncle are the same family!
Zhang Qiling placed the pulled bricks on the ground and showed everyone to look at the red part exposed after removing the bricks: "This is a wax wall. Inside is alumic acid used for alchemy in ancient times. If it is broken and poured on the body, it will immediately burn even the skin." No."
"Fortunately, we didn't let that boy Da Kuina mess around." The third uncle's face was full of joy for surviving the disaster.
Wu Xie's expression was a bit strange. I wonder what he was thinking of...?
The third uncle asked Pan Zi and Da Kui to dig a big hole nearby so that they could discharge the acid. Da Kui, who had escaped the disaster, did not dare to say anything and work obediently.
The pit was soon dug. Zhang Qiling took out the corrosion-resistant PE pipe from his backpack, heated the needle red with a lighter, inserted it into the wax wall, and introduced the vitriol into the pit.
The red wax wall turned back to waxy yellow after the acid was drained. Zhang Qiling rerolled the PE pipe and put it away: "Be careful and fill the hole."
There are pits full of alumic acid lying around here. If you go back the same way, you will easily be trapped.
Dakui couldn't stand the way Zhang Qiling gave orders: "The third master didn't say anything..."
"Dakui, fill in the hole." Third uncle interrupted him.
"Hmph..." Da Kui reluctantly and Pan Zi carefully backfilled the pit filled with alumic acid with the soil from the pit.
Pan Zi, who was bent over, stepped on it twice to confirm that there was no problem: "Third Master, once the hole is filled, I will move the bricks."
The third uncle stepped aside to allow Pan Zi to move, and soon Pan Zi dug a hole in the tomb wall for one person to enter and exit.
The third uncle took out a little parrot with its beak sealed with tape from his arms. He tore off the tape on the beak, raised his hand and threw the chirping bird in.
After waiting for two minutes, I could still hear the chirping of birds, and then my third uncle walked in with the kerosene.
Wuxie was holding a fluorescent stick in his hand. Seeing that Lin Yi didn't bring any lighting facilities, he took out a fluorescent stick and gave it to him.
One after another, people got in through the holes in the wall.
Pan Zi used the fire stick to relight the ever-burning lamps around the tomb, and the tomb suddenly became brighter.
The floor of the tomb is paved with complete stone slabs, arranged inward from large to small in a Bagua pattern; eight everlasting lanterns are evenly placed around them, and Pan Zi is lighting them up one after another.
In the center of the tomb is a huge four-legged square tripod. The top of the tomb facing the tripod is carved with the sun, moon and stars.
Behind the four-legged square tripod is a stone coffin, and beyond that is a walkway leading in an unknown direction.
The stone slabs paving the floor were covered with ancient characters. The third uncle looked down at the characters on the soles of his feet and asked, "Brother, can you tell who the owner of the tomb is from these characters?"
Zhang Qiling shook his head and said nothing, but focused his gaze on the sarcophagus, or rather Pan Zi who crawled into the four-legged square tripod.
Pan Zi raised a bunch of jade articles in his hand and cheered: "Third Master, there is a treasure here!"
Upon hearing the word 'baby', Dakui immediately gave up searching and went to Pan Zi.
The third uncle, who was studying ancient characters, looked up and found that Pan Zi had gone to the cauldron. He immediately scolded him with a serious face: "Pan Zi! Get the hell down here! That's where people put up sacrifices, you kid." Want to be a sacrifice?"
Pan Zi was not timid, he smiled and said nonchalantly: "Third Master, I'm not a coward like Dakui. Why don't you take the treasure if you have it?"
Dakui held the tripod and wanted to turn it over but didn't dare, so he flattered him and said, "Brother Pan, please listen to the third master and come down first. Let's turn the tripod over and see what good things we can find."
"Stop messing around and come out quickly!" The third uncle's expression became more serious. People in this industry are most afraid of violating taboos.
Wuxie tugged at Lin Yi's sleeve: "Doctor Lin, did you hear any strange sounds?"
He seemed to have heard a vague 'gurgling' sound just now, and now the sound seemed to be even louder!
Wu Xie, who felt chills in his back, quickly moved to the person in charge of force to add a layer of protection to his life.
"I heard it..." Lin Yi pointed to Zhang Qiling beside him: "He is shouting."
Wu Xie suddenly broke into a cold sweat. This stuffy oil bottle couldn't be faked by Zongzi! ?
He moved a little to the side, fearing that the stuffy oil bottle would suddenly burst out and bite his brain.
When Pan Zi saw that the third uncle kept asking him to come out, he no longer insisted and dug himself out of the cauldron. The third uncle's words were an edict to him!
The third uncle also heard the "gurgle" sound coming from Zhang Qiling's mouth. He stepped forward with an ugly expression and pulled Pan Zi to stand behind Zhang Qiling.
