Simulated archaeology: start digging ancestral graves, you can really punish

Chapter 227 Under the Swamp.

at this time,

Liu Lang was still walking forward.

while walking.

A white light appeared in front of him.

This made Liu Lang feel a little unbelievable.

What does it mean?Could it be that he has already walked out of the tunnel?But according to my previous speculation, shouldn't there be a more difficult level waiting for me, right?
Or, was my guess wrong?

This so-called Bureau of Four Rituals is an agency with only two levels?

And these two levels are really not difficult compared to those guys I met before.

"Whatever, just pass it. The simpler the mechanism, the better."

He raised his head, trying to find the shadow of that fake Liu Lang.

But did not see.

This made Liu Lang feel a little uneasy.

But didn't think much of it.

Instead, he chose to advance towards that white light.

Maybe, that person is waiting for me in front of me?
But wait until a few minutes later.

Liu Lang was dumbfounded.

"????"

"Are you making trouble? Are you playing with me?"

Liu Lang couldn't help but swear.

He even felt that the person who designed this mechanism was playing with him.

Because right in front of him appeared the same tunnel structure as the one he saw when he first entered the tunnel.

The difference is that these four tunnels are not connected, so I can only choose this tunnel to move forward.

And what surprised Liu Lang even more was.

At this time, the top of his head is no longer a chessboard.

but a pen.

In other words, on his way into the chess game, he saw the pen game.

"Fuck, I understand. This is not the Four Rites Bureau, this is the Full Rites Bureau."

"I have to go through four organs!"

Liu Lang couldn't help frowning, because he was not proficient in every mechanism.

But at this time, he has no way to turn back.

Complaints are complaints, speechlessness is speechlessness.

I still have to break through this organ, because there is no way out for myself to retreat.

"Perhaps this mechanism is not as difficult as the chess mechanism?"

At this time, Liu Lang could only comfort himself like this.

Go into the tunnel.

Not long after, the situation was exactly the same as what I had experienced before.

All roads ahead are blocked.

If you want to continue going down, you have to step over the murals that block the way.

The only difference from normal murals is that the murals blocking Liu Lang's path in front of him are in disarray, and it is impossible to see clearly what is painted on them.

Maybe Hei Xiazi and others didn't see any mystery at the moment.

But Liu Lang connected the pen on the top of the tunnel, and soon a clue to pass the level came into his brain.

And this clue to pass the level made Liu Lang feel a little speechless,

"Does this mean you want to puzzle yourself?"

Looking at these messy murals, Liu Lang just felt incredible.

It never occurred to him that he had just passed a level, but he still had to solve the puzzle.

Damn it, are you playing with elementary school students painting?

This is the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang!

And it was a very complex puzzle back then.

At this time, isn't it like a child's play house?
Although he complained so much, Liu Lang still came to the front of the mural and began to look at it carefully.

The murals on these stone walls are scattered, and each piece is different.

For a while, Liu Lang didn't even know what the murals were painted on.

However, there is an obvious clue, that is, this is something from the Qin Dynasty.

But what exactly are these paintings?
Ok?
Looking at the murals.

Liu Lang suddenly frowned, and his eyes fell on one of the scattered murals.

The mural depicts a sword.

Liu Lang stretched out his brush and drew.

The sword is about eight feet long.

He muttered, still remembering the characteristics of famous swords from the Spring and Autumn Period, Warring States Period and even the Qin and Han Dynasties in his brain.

Then 1 minute later, he had the answer, it was Lu Lu Jian.

The sword of Qin Shihuang Zulong Emperor.

This sword is also known as the Back Hand Sword.

This is the sword that Emperor Zulong has worn for the longest time. He has fought with Emperor Zulong for many years, and Emperor Zulong also loves him very much.

According to legend, there are two stories about this sword, one is Jingke assassinating Qin.

At that time, Qin Shihuang used this Lulu sword to fight back.

However, it was the servants next to him who saved Qin Shihuang in the end.

In desperation, the servants knocked Jing Ke unconscious with something, and Qin Shihuang was saved.

And the second story about this Lulu sword is Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was a famous general during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Together with Lian Po, Wang Jian, and Li Mu, they are also known as the Four Heroes of the Warring States Period.

According to legend, Bai Qi never failed in his life.

But it was such a general who was defeated in a war he had never participated in.

King Qin Zhao's attack on HD failed.

Bai Qi was bestowed to death.

But he did not die of poisoned wine.

Instead, he was bestowed to death by Lu Lujian.

So there are rumors that there is Bai Qi's dead soul attached to Lu Lu Sword.

Liu Lang carefully scanned the Lulu Sword on the stone wall.

Obviously, with these two rumors, it has greatly helped me to identify this messy mural.

Just look for common ground between these two legends.

Soon his gaze was locked on a kneeling stone slab.

"It seems that the painting in front of me is that Bai Qi killed himself with the Lulu sword."

Liu Lang muttered to himself.

Then he put his hand on the mural.

If it can really move, it seems that only when I put together the picture, the stone slab in front will slowly open.

He glanced at the rest of the stone slabs and moved slightly.

The rumbling sound suddenly sounded.

When Liu Lang looked up, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Because a huge rock above him almost smashed Liu Lang's head into a meat paste.

It is really not that simple to crack this mechanism...

...............

The archaeological team members were still immersed in the fear of the member of the security department suddenly dying and falling into the swamp.

"How can this swamp eat people?"

All the people present who witnessed the member of the Public Security Department disappearing into the swamp all looked serious.

But Sanye Wu was calm, and said slowly, "I know what is the mechanism that traps us now."

He spoke very calmly.

Even some people didn't react.

On the contrary, Xiao Yan, the head of the Public Security Department, attached great importance to this sentence.

He has to bear the lives of everyone here.

Third Master Wu took a look at Xiao Yan, but he didn't give a damn. "If you want to get out of here, the key is the things in the swamp."

"I reckon our task is to find a way to eliminate those black mist."

"Eliminate the black mist, pull those corpses up, and we will pass the level."

"It's that simple?" Xiao Yan didn't believe it.

But he still decided to prevent people from getting those corpses according to what he said.

But because one team member had already sacrificed suddenly, Xiao Yan felt a little complicated at the moment.

Wu Sanye saw his worry.

So he proposed to let Hei Xiazi and one of his members of the Public Security Department.

Let's go into the swamp together.

The current black mist is completely concentrated in another area.

This side should be able to pass.

After listening to Wu Sanye's words, the black blind man sighed.

Immediately, he got ready and jumped down.

Hei Xiazi and the members of the Public Security Department held the ropes pulled by the large troops in their hands, and slowly entered the swamp.

But it didn't take long to go down.

In an instant, the blind man was frightened to death, because before he could respond, the rope he was holding was pulled by the magical power in the swamp.

The two people made two turns in the air, and the dog gnawed shit and fell into the water below.

Heixia fell into the water with all kinds of meat and vegetables. When he entered the water, he was almost flattened into the water. It felt like being slapped hard by someone with a hot water bottle filled with water. Fortunately, the water was cold, otherwise This time, the blind man must have lost his temper.

After bouncing a few times, he floated up again, and the blind man hurried to find the rope, thinking that it was going to be bad.

If there is no rope, there is no way for him to go back in this quagmire.

But fortunately, the rope was pulled up by everyone.

It was just a small episode just now, nothing major happened.

After taking a deep breath, the two continued to move forward to the depths of the swamp, where there were rolling corpses.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the place where the black air was thickest. Just now, the blind man saw a black shadow with his own eyes.

Since he didn't know what the black shadow was just now, he was a little scared at the moment.

Going here with a rope tied to his body, he couldn’t even move smoothly. The blind man was surprised to find that the black air seemed to only appear on this side, and there was no place on the other side, including where the archaeological team stood, and there was no violent movement. Influence.

But in a place with such a high concentration here, the black blind man suddenly understood that maybe the member of the Public Security Department just now inhaled these things and suddenly fell down.

When I think about it, I have to inhale the same black air.

The blind man's scalp felt a little numb.

But when he probed out of the water, he suddenly found that something was wrong. The water surface was full of blisters. First, the surrounding black air covered most of the light, and the visibility was lower than when it was foggy. Second, the entire swamp was full of water. The turbulent muddy water was completely muddy, and the bottom of the water could not be seen at all. If there was no rope, the member of the Public Security Department who came down with him would not know where he was.

Not to mention Wu Sanye and others above.

He closed his eyes and listened around. There was all the sound of water bubbles here, and he couldn't hear anything. Moreover, the black blind man obviously felt that the water flow was much faster.

A careless, did not stabilize the body,
He went down the river and drifted toward the depths of the swamp.

People who have not swum in a natural river will not understand this feeling, water is a very heavy thing, even if it is slow.

It is also very difficult for you to stay still in it, not to mention that there is such a big thing threatening him inside, looking around, the black blind man has been staggered forward several meters by the current.

At this time, he was even more anxious. At this time, the blind man could no longer see the surrounding situation clearly.

He simply didn't do anything, took a deep breath, and was still carried by the water flow to the direction below the tunnel.

When he was pushed forward by the current, he realized something was wrong.

"Wait... just now he used the eagle to grab the hook, didn't he touch the stone gate? Then how did he get here?"

"Could it be that the exit of this agency is actually deep in this swamp?"

The blind man managed to stabilize his body.

I molded myself, and the rope was still there, so I wanted to touch it slowly and tell everyone the news.
But when he pulled the rope in his hand, there was no response from above.

The black blind man had no choice but to grab the rope and swim up slowly by himself.

Suddenly he saw a black shadow floating on the water two or three meters ahead, so hazy that he couldn't tell what it was

Heixiazi felt nervous, and seeing the shadow floating, he knew it was the strange underwater shadow he saw just now, and he felt a little ominous.

Is this shadow in the depths of this swamp?

That black shadow is definitely not a fish, what exactly is it?The blind man continued to pull the rope in his hand, hoping that the people above would pull him up.

However, there was still no response.

Just as he was hesitating what to do, he saw the shadow suddenly change shape and disappear under the water.

The black blind man knew it was bad, and its reaction was that it found itself,
Just as he was about to turn around, a huge ball of mud spray exploded from the swamp, and a pair of big turtles clamped towards the blind man's neck like lightning.

"I messed with your grandpa!" The blind man cursed loudly, wondering what the hell this was.

It was too close to the blind man, there was no way to avoid it, and the giant turtle was about to pinch the blind man's neck.

At this moment, the strength on his waist suddenly tightened, and the whole person was suddenly pulled away by the rope, just in time to dodge.

The black blind man just wanted to say God bless, but found that the strength on his waist had become extremely domineering, and when he looked back, he had been dragged to the place where the group of corpses rolled.

The blind man's face darkened.

He scolded God in his heart for playing tricks on him. After such a short period of time, the black blind man felt that his waist was about to be pulled off.

Immediately afterwards, water splashed behind him, and the thing came again. The blind man's eyes went dark, and he closed his eyes and swam towards the rolling corpses.

At that moment, the surrounding sounds disappeared, and the miner's lamp at his waist turned along with the black blind man's spinning body, passing through the darkness around him. Splashing muddy water, but the fall did not last for a few seconds. Heixiazi hit something on his back. He was shocked and almost vomited blood. Before he could recover, his back was empty again. Another bump on the shoulder.

After three or four times, the black blind man was completely dizzy. After he drank more than a dozen mouthfuls of muddy water, he struggled to get out of the water, and found himself in a narrow well, wrapped in an extremely fast water flow at an extremely fast speed. Quickly rush somewhere.

It was dark all around, and the feeling of narrowness was told by the violent roar of the water.

He immediately took out his miner's lamp and looked around to illuminate it, only to find that this place turned out to be an underground reservoir.

There are huge water columns rushing down from the well mouth on the wall of the pool, as if looking at the spill outlet of the dam, the water splashes around, and the sound is deafening.

Heixiazi suddenly felt like a cockroach that had been flushed down the toilet, and was now being flushed down the cesspit into the septic tank.

(End of this chapter)