After I went back, I told Uncle Liao about the predicament I encountered, and wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Iron coupon roof?"

Liao Bo was surprised and said: "I've heard of such a thing, how can there be such a tomb in this desert, are you sure?"

I said that it can be faked or not, and I have set up more than a dozen pits to step on the spot, and 100% did not run.

"Um......."

Liao Bo thought for a few minutes, and finally sighed: "If you can't hit from the ground, there is really nothing you can do."

"Another thing, have you ever thought about it?"

I asked him what was the matter.

He said: "That lunatic (red eyes), didn't you say that you lived in a sarcophagus before?"

I said yes, there is a brick tomb of a third-rank official in the Ming Dynasty at the same location. Luoyang shovel, there is another possibility, that is, there was nothing in the tomb when it was buried. "

Liao Bo shook his head and said: "That's not the point. The point is why this tomb is here? There are reasons for everything that happens, and it must conform to the system specifications of the year. Everything must be traceable, which is the so-called rationality. You Have you thought about it seriously?"

I said I had thought about it a long time ago, but I just couldn't figure it out.

Liao Bo stared at me for a long time without speaking.

"and many more....."

A fragment suddenly flashed in my mind.

military castle....

"Yes!"

"How could I ignore such an important thing!"

Why was this Ming Dynasty tomb buried in the desert? Liao Bo said that everything should be traceable and conform to the rationality of the social system at that time.I am a fan of the authorities, and the bystanders are clear.

From the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, all rulers liked to build military defense castles in the border areas, the most famous ones being civil castles.

In the early Ming Dynasty, at the foot of Helan Mountain, there were military defense forts such as Sanguan Fort, Pingji Fort, and Zhenbei Fort. These fortresses have been stationed at the foot of Helan Mountain for more than 70 years. , should have died during this long 70-year garrison period.If you think so, it makes sense for him to be buried in the Tengger Desert.

At the same location, the distance between the two tombs is less than [-] meters.

Kim Aaron....

Jin Youzi...

Is it...

Thinking of this possibility, my left eyelid kept twitching.

I immediately told Liao Bo to go out first.

After going out, Xiaoxuan asked me where I was going, and I said I had to confirm something.

I told Bean Sprout to get the flashlight, and then told the others to stand by.

I found the robbery hole and went down to the brick tomb. I looked at the empty main tomb in front of me, and the sarcophagus was still there.

Touching the brick wall behind the sarcophagus with my right hand, I started to walk forward step by step.

At the end, I looked up and up again.

Anyone who does tomb robbers and has talent has a sense of direction. This sense of direction does not mean that he has a good track record, but refers to the judgment of the direction at the bottom of the pit.

I said something mysterious, when I looked at the brick wall of the tomb, a picture appeared in my mind.

An "I" walks on the grave.

Another "I" walks under the tomb.

Then they stopped at the same time, turned around, and looked straight ahead.

At this moment, the me on the top saw the large tomb at the top of the iron crest, and the me below the pit saw the brick wall in front of me.

This kind of mental illness-like thinking belongs to Xiang Yunfeng's sense of space under the tomb.

"Clang!" I tapped the brick wall with a shovel.

"Clang! Clang!" I tapped on the wall twice again.

When Bean Sprout heard the voice, he was shocked and said, "The voice is different!"

After listening to the echo carefully, I opened my eyes and began to hit the wall with a shovel vigorously.

After all, a shovel is not a hammer, so it is not easy to smash it. It took a long time to break out in a sweat before loosening a piece of blue brick.

I turned the shovel, pointed the wooden handle at the brick, and poked hard.

The blue brick actually fell directly behind!

Bean Sprout Zai swears, saying loudly that there is nothing behind the wall!

I continued to poke along the small opening, and as a large amount of dust fell, the small opening continued to expand.

Finally, a small wooden door more than one meter high appeared in front of my eyes.

There are two small wooden doors. Due to the dry air here in the desert, the small wooden doors are a bit weathered. There is a large piece of black paint left on the surface of the wooden doors, and the lintel is crooked. Four large characters are carved with a red cinnabar pen. These four characters should be It is read from right to left.

"The Door of the Dead"

Bean Sprouts rubbed his eyes, and said uncomfortably: "Whoever enters the door will die... It's so weird, there is a small door hidden behind this wall, what is it for?"

I said no reason, to scare people.

I was not frightened by these four words. Curses like this include the death of the person who opened the coffin and the death of the tomb robber. These are all intentionally engraved by the previous tomb owner to scare the tomb robbers, and they are similar in nature to the tomb-slayer beast.

This kind of "curse" is most famous for the accidental investigation of the tomb of Li Jingxun by the Shaanxi Provincial Archaeological Team in 1957. This Li Jingxun was a little girl who died at the age of nine and had an extremely noble status. She is the granddaughter of Yang Lihua, the princess of the Sui Dynasty , the great-grandfather was Li Xian, the great general of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. At that time, the archaeological team entered the tomb and wrote four words on the sarcophagus, "Death after opening the coffin".Although the archaeological team was taken aback, they still opened the stone coffin, and they didn't hear of anyone having an accident.

Looking at the eyes.

There is a rusty copper lock hanging in front of the small black door. After a long time, the copper is oxidized and rusty. This lock is unusual. It looks like two halves are put together. There is a keyhole, which is the Ziwu lock of the Ming Dynasty, also known as the mother-child chain lock.

Of course, the ancients also had the awareness of anti-theft. Many locks have been kept until now, and even the people who pick them can't open them.

Ziwu lock, flagpole lock, three-slap lock, concealed door lock, four-open lock, reverse pull lock, Shaojia lock.Right now, the meridian lock requires two keys to be inserted into the keyhole at the same time to open it normally, one to the left and the other to the right, and it can only be opened after finding a good angle.

But everything has a timeliness, and the timeliness will decrease after a long time. This meridian is not in good condition. I guess the reed structure inside has corroded.

I handed the flat-headed shovel to Bean Sprout Boy and motioned him to try breaking the lock.

Bean Sprouts may have been bluffed by those four words, he didn't dare to do it at first, I urged him twice before he started to do it.

"It's really hard, it's still so hard after hundreds of years," said Bean Sprouts, who tried a few times at first, but failed to break it open.

I reached out and grabbed the copper lock and shook it. I felt that the lock spring was loose, so I asked Bean Sprouts to increase the force and continue to smash it for me.

"Don't panic, Fengzi, let me slow down for a minute, my hands were numb just now."

Bean sprouts waited for a minute or two, and then repeated the previous work. Taking advantage of this time, I kicked the small door hard, but failed to open it.

suddenly.

"Click!" The copper lock was smashed and fell to the ground.

"It's open!" Bean Sprouts shouted at me excitedly.

"Squeak..."

It is unimaginable that such a sound can be made by pushing open a wooden door hundreds of years ago.

This small hidden door was slowly pushed open by me, and then a long corridor was revealed.

I took a photo with a flashlight, but I couldn't see what was going on in the corridor, there was only darkness, and the darkness at the end of the corridor seemed to swallow even the light of the flashlight.

Bean Sprouts swallowed dryly, "I can't get into Fengzi, damn it, this black one is really scary."

I gritted my teeth and said, you go in and have a look first.

"Damn it, why do I drill first, you drill first, and I will give you a back seat."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me tell you to listen to me, if you don't want to listen, just let me do it, you are so timid, how can you do tomb robbery!"

Bean Sprout Boy's face collapsed, and he drilled as soon as he said it, what's the big deal, there's nothing wrong with it, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

This small black lacquered door is only one meter high. When the door is opened, it is a corridor. After getting in, people can only stretch their arms and crawl forward on their knees and knees. The space is too small and the posture is uncomfortable.

Biting the flashlight, Bean Sprout was the first to crawl in, and I followed closely behind him.

The corridor is very gloomy, the earthen wall above the head is mottled and old, I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I feel the surrounding temperature has become lower as I crawl, as if it leads to hell.

"stop!"

I was nervous when Bean Sprouts suddenly shouted to stop, which startled me, so I hurriedly asked what was going on.

"Wait, it's coming soon."

I nervously shouted forward: "What's coming? What's there? Yazi, don't talk nonsense to scare people."

Bean Sprouts pouted in front of me and remained motionless.

suddenly.

"puff....."

I immediately smelled a smell of rotten eggs.

He farted on me.

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