Yue Guanchao and Mao Ye bravely walked towards the broken arm. As they got closer, many details of the broken arm gradually came into view.
This broken arm was broken from the elbow. The broken part was black and hairy, and the arm was full of protruding blood vessels.
The surface of the corpse's hand has been soaked and shrunk, covered with green and black corpse spots, the nails are too long, the cuffs are corroded and off-line, and there is light-colored fine sand remaining, which makes a tearing sound when picked up.
"Sand? I remember that all we dug was glutinous rice mud. How could there be sand!"
Master Cat saw the fine sand flowing out of his sleeves, and the fear in his eyes was coupled with a hint of doubt. Song Siyuan looked at them with strange eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to understand the situation:
"Is it possible that there is a quicksand tomb below? I remember that the Southern and Northern Dynasties were in troubled times, and there were many military bandits who robbed tombs to use as military pay. In order to prevent their tombs from being dug up, the nobles at that time specially sealed the tombs with earth. Stone strips are placed to build a flat surface, and quicksand is filled on top of the flat surface. Once the soil is dug out and the tomb robbers fall into the sand, they will inevitably be buried alive."
After listening to Song Siyuan's words, Mr. Cat's eyes gleamed, and he nodded to everyone and said:
"I think what this girl said makes sense. The flesh and blood on the arm is as dry as dried meat. It must have been sucked out of the moisture. This is completely different from the shallow soil and wet mud dug out. It is most likely a quicksand tomb."
"It's just that it will be much more difficult to open the tomb chamber. I guess this arm was also stolen by tomb robbers from other places. It just triggered the quicksand mechanism and was trapped in it. He died on the spot. The sand absorbed moisture and his body was sucked dry. Without moisture, it became a mummy."
"When you dug to the last level, you probably dug out the quicksand. In the rolling of the quicksand, the corpse rushed towards you as if it was alive, and then you pulled up the arms and legs."
Once Mr. Cat sighs, everyone knows that something is wrong.
Since ancient times, nine out of ten people died in quicksand tombs. Once a living person digs up the quicksand, his organs will be triggered. If he doesn't fall into it, he will be suffocated to death immediately.
I don’t know how many large tombs Chao Guanjia has led people to dig. Don’t you know how powerful the quicksand tomb is? For a while, no one dared to go to the tomb rashly. This time, there was a rope, and he was lucky enough to save his life from the tomb. If there was no rope, These people have probably become a few more desperate corpses in the quicksand.
"Can't we dig out all the quicksand?"
Yue Guanchao knew that he was a little naive in thinking this way, and hoped that his brick would lead to a "wonderful plan" for the beautiful jade.
Mr. Cat hugged his arms and looked bitter and resentful:
"Young friend Yue, this is so easy. I don't know how much quicksand there is in the soil. This quicksand is the same as running water. Unless the quicksand is dug out, it will be difficult for even gods to dig out the tomb passage from the flowing sand."
Song Siyuan took over Yue Guanchao's words and asked everyone: "Then, if you can place a hollow pipe in the sand, can you use the hollow structure to continue digging? As long as you dig to the tomb door, the quicksand tomb will naturally break ”
Master Mao considered her attention carefully and nodded: "This is indeed a way. Although the quicksand is movable, it is still solid sand and gravel. As long as there is something to support the quicksand so that they will not collapse the pipe, this is indeed a solution. Method."
"By the way, when you went down to visit the tomb, did you know how deep the quicksand was?"
Master Mao's words were extremely important in breaking through the quicksand layer. The strong men did not dare to hide it. They rolled their eyes and thought carefully before saying:
"We took a two-meter-long borrow shovel. When we came out, there was still half a meter of the shovel exposed outside the quicksand, and it seemed that it had reached the bottom."
Mr. Cat carefully calculated the position of the rope, and his eyes lit up:
"Most Tang tombs have long tomb passages that slope downward, and the tomb passage doors fit the slope and are usually built parallel to the ground. They are like a cellar cover. You can use it to walk into the tomb along the inclined tomb passage. It is about fifteen meters from the ground. , the sandy soil layer means nine deaths among ten people, and it is only about one meter high at most, and the stone wall below it should be the tomb passage."
"Now, all that remains is to find some equipment that can withstand the squeeze of the quicksand!"
He stood aside and listened to the housekeeper for a long time. He seemed to have an idea in his mind, so he stepped forward and handed over his hand:
"Everyone, if this plan is feasible, I have an idea."
He took out the bamboo tube and knocked it hard on the ancient tree next to him. The thousand-year-old bamboo made a dull sound but was not damaged or cracked. It actually withstood such a strong blow.
He picked up the bamboo tube and held it in front of everyone: "What do you think of this bamboo tube?"
"Not only can these bamboo tubes be combined into ladders, but they also have holes on all four sides that can be combined into dense bamboo rafts. If the bamboo rafts on all four sides are connected to each other, I think it can also be made into a hollow bamboo well more than two meters high."
Butler Chao's words really helped them a lot, and everyone's eyes widened. There is nothing stronger than thousand-year-old bamboo. Nearly a hundred short bamboo tubes are connected to each other, which can even disperse the force, but it is less likely to be squeezed and collapsed by quicksand. It can be called the optimal solution.
Yue Guanchao looked at the steward Chao: "There's a lot to be done. We have to install the bamboo well as soon as possible to prepare for the tomb."
They had just appreciated the flexible effects of bamboo tubes. Building a bamboo well was much easier than building a climbing ladder. The strong men played with the bamboo tubes and quickly built the bamboo well according to the analysis of the housekeeper Chao.
The so-called bamboo well is to use bamboo tubes to make bamboo rafts one meter wide and two meters high. Then four spliced long bamboo tubes are inserted into the empty slots at both ends of the bamboo rafts, and they are fixed on all sides to form a hollow square tube.
If you look closely, you can see that the gaps between the bamboo tubes are all filled with leather hemp ropes. They also paste glutinous rice cake mud in the gaps, and pour quicksand on the outside to make it tight and tight without leaking gravel.
After the bamboo well was completed, they hung the rope and lowered the bamboo well into the dug hole. After the bamboo tube entered the quicksand, it quickly sank into the ground in the sand and was just half a meter above the sand. This means that the bamboo well has been set up. Above the entrance to the tomb passage.
With a bamboo well as a support, it was much easier to dig out the quicksand. They put linoleum cloth in the bamboo basket and lifted the sand up from the hole.
After a lot of hard work, the quicksand in the bamboo well was completely dug out, and the underground tomb door finally showed traces.
"Chat to the steward, we found the tomb passage door, we found the tomb passage door."
The young men climbed out of the well mouth and cheered. Yue Guanchao and Mao Ye took the lead in tying ropes and jumping down the hole, landing deep in the bamboo well.
"Master Cat, is this a tomb passage door?"
Yue Guanchao was not familiar with tomb chamber doors. There was indeed a square stone door slightly smaller than one meter under their feet, which looked inconspicuous.
"Don't worry, I have to take a look first. What is this thing?"
The one square meter space was small but not very large. Master Mao's face did not show the joy of finding the tomb door. He took out the water bag and poured it all on the stone slab.
The originally dry slate was soaked by water, and strange gossip pictures and prophecies that had never happened before gradually appeared. Master Cat saw that water was seeping through the gaps in the slate, and then he put away his solemn expression and became happy:
"It's done, this is not a fake door, let's quickly open the tomb door."
