Mountains and seas close at hand

"--boom!"

The sudden sound of gunfire startled everyone, and they all thought of the Bayi-style horse rifle/gun in the hands of Mr. Manaschi.

"Throw a rope over here." Song Banyan said with one hand on the ground and jumped down the pit.

Xiao Wu was startled and shouted, "Sister Song, what are you doing?"

Song Banyan jumped into the pit, stood in front of the sarcophagus door, reached out and grabbed the mummy by the shoulders, trying to drag it out of the haunted house.But the weight of the mummy is not light, and there is nowhere to retreat behind her, and the strength of her arm cannot be used.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu jumped lightly, jumped onto the top of the room-shaped sarcophagus, and smiled at Song Banyan: "Sister Song, look at me!"

"Okay." Song Banyan immediately took off the snakeskin gloves and handed them to him.Xiao Wu put on his gloves and shouted, "Sister, throw me the rope."

When Bai Xunhua threw it, he reached out to catch it.

Xiao Wu bit the rope with his mouth open, a golden hook hanging upside down, and his toes hooked on the roof ridges on both sides.He was small and thin, hanging like this, just hanging on top of the mummy.

Xiao Wu looked at the shriveled and wrinkled black holes in the eye sockets, and murmured silently in his heart: Old Emperor, oh, my lord, Sister Song sent Xiao Wu to take you out.If you offend me, don't blame me, old man, and don't blame Sister Song either.

After muttering to himself, he grabbed the mummy's shoulder with one hand, lifted it up slightly, and quickly passed the rope behind its neck with the other hand.Then Xiao Wu let go of the zombie, and pulled the rope with both hands so that the two ends were about the same length.

Seeing that his hands and feet were nimble and proficient, Song Banyan was relieved. He left Pan Xiaohong and Zhou Rao to help, and he and Bai Xunhua went to check the stone gate leading to the main tomb.

Zhou Rao stared at Xiao Wu, and saw that he quickly tied a loose knot, then tied it around his neck, and then pushed his waist and back of the neck upwards, pulling the mummy slightly off the ground.

At this time, Xiao Wu's left and right hands held both ends of the rope, and at the same time made a circle around the mummy's abdomen.Exchange the rope with both hands, and twist the end of the rope with your fingertips.Immediately afterwards, the rope was wrapped around the shoulders on both sides of the mummy.Finally, thread both ends of the rope through the loose loops.

Xiao Wu shrank his head and got out of the rope circle, picked the rope back to the ground, and then handed one end to Pan Xiaohong: "Brother Pan, I will call one, two, three pulls, let's work hard together."

"One two three, pull!"

As the two of them exerted force, the rope suddenly tightened, once tightened on the mummy's waist, and tightened twice on the left and right shoulders.The force of pulling is distributed in these three places, avoiding the single-hanging of the neck and tearing off the head of the mummy.

The three people here worked together to pull the mummy to the ground.Over there, Song Banyan and Bai Xunhua had already pushed the stone door open.

Zhou Rao remembered that when he and Pan Xiaohong came in, the stone door was quietly closed and they couldn't open it. It was so simple.He couldn't help being curious: "Sister Bai, what's the trick here?"

After Bai Xunhua knew Zhou Rao's secret, at first he was a little awkward when he called him, but after a few days, he got used to it.

Bai Xunhua replied: "Banyan said that this kind of stone door is designed to be inclined at a certain angle, and it will slowly slide back to its original position after opening. There is a groove on the top of the door, and a sloped bolt on the door frame. After returning to its position, the bolt is just stuck in the groove. According to The direction of the slope of the latch is different, some can only be pushed from the inside, and some can only be pushed from the outside.”

Zhou Rao understood half of Bai Xunhua's words.

Song Banyan wrapped Xia Mo Emperor Li Wei in a rainproof cloth and tied it with climbing ropes, which really looked like a big rice dumpling.Song Banyan stood up, wiped off his sweat, and greeted it: "Well...thinking about it, it's not like I've wronged you. This treatment has been raised ten thousand times."

Pan Xiaohong laughed loudly when he heard the words, pointed to the bound lunatic on the ground and said, "Okay, let the two of them be companions."

The situation was urgent, and there were not many words. Everyone put their bags on their backs, held flashlights and weapons, and hurried to the main tomb at the back.

After leaving the middle room, there is still a straight tomb passage behind.

Song Banyan moved forward holding the flashlight, muttering, "The shape of this tomb is a long strip?"

Zhou Rao flicked the tablet, called up the topographic map drawn along the way, and handed it to Song Banyan to see.Song Banyan pointed to the path that everyone came down from first, and said: "Let's follow this east-west corridor to the intersection. The north-south direction is the main tomb passage, and there should be a symmetrical corridor opposite the intersection. It is a 'cross' shaped tomb, which has rarely been seen since the Han and Tang dynasties. This is indeed not a Song tomb, probably because Temujin was buried with him, so they got the date wrong."

Zhou Rao's heart moved when he heard the words: "Why did Sister Song say it was true?"

"The Song Dynasty was prosperous, and there were countless porcelain kilns. A Song tomb of this size must be paved with bricks and tiles." Song Banyan nodded with his hands up and down, "Look, it's all rammed earth. It might be a Xixia tomb. But Xixia The royal tombs are all under Helan Mountain, and none of them are cross-shaped tombs."

Although Xiao Wu has visited many tombs, Mr. Xu and his gang fight for money and just get the buried treasures.While listening to Song Banyan, he looked around with great interest.

The walls on both sides of the corridor leading to the main tomb are covered with large murals.As the air circulates, those natural pigments gradually oxidize, slowly revealing the underlying layer.

The two layers of murals are mottled and overlapped in a group, which looks weird and weird.Especially the mural painted by the Mongols last time, because of oxidation, the color of the pigment gradually became darker.It was like a color photo suddenly turned into a black photo.With one arm in the east and one leg in the west, only half of the face is left in the middle of the head, which is creepy to see.

There is a sheep under that head.

It’s like a human head growing out of the neck of a white goat, gouging out the forehead and eyes on the right side, leaving the one eye slightly narrowed, and opening its mouth to smile at you.

Xiao Wu hurriedly turned his eyes away, glanced at the mural in a panic, and suddenly exclaimed: "Sister Song, I see, this is the tomb of the Tang Dynasty, and there is a picture of Concubine Yang on it!"

The galloping steps of the crowd were startled by his words.

You know, the murals in the tomb, in addition to painting some auspicious patterns, mostly tell the life of the tomb owner.How could Concubine Yang be painted in this ancient tomb in the barren mountains and wild mountains of Gansu?

Bai Xunhua looked in the direction he pointed, and was immediately full of doubts. He couldn't help but let out a "huh" and read softly: "Lychee?"

After riding the red dust princess smiled, no one knew it was Litchi.

This history is well known to the world.

Song Banyan walked over holding a flashlight, only to see the original Mongolian shamanbo on the wall gradually disappear, revealing the first layer of murals underneath.

In the painting, a woman in a cross-collared gown sits side by side on a dragon chair with a man with a golden crown on his head and half a beard.Kneeling before them was a warrior, with a dead horse lying beside him.The samurai holds a golden plate in his hand, and there are red fruits on the plate, which are almost the same as lychees.

Wonderful?

Weird!

Song Banyan pushed back a few steps, and there was a young couple on the mural.The woman was still the one above wearing the cross-collar robe, but the person next to her was replaced by a young man.The man wears a small gold crown on his head and a red robe and jade belt, which clearly shows his noble status.

And the old man with a half-haired beard was sitting on a high chair for two people to accept kneeling.

Difficult to understand?

Do not understand.

Song Banyan was confused and hurried forward a dozen steps.

Everyone followed her back and forth, looking at the mural in front of them, it was rare for the five of them to show the same expression.

Bai Xunhua looked at the mural and said: "This should be the Anshi Rebellion, the Sixth Army didn't attack, Tang Minghuang ordered Concubine Yang to die?"

"There is no place where Yu Yankong died in the mud at the bottom of Mawei Slope." Song Banyan read softly, reluctantly admitting, "It seems that there is no mistake, although the painting is messy, it is indeed Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan. "

Pan Xiaohong took out the "Kaiyuan Tongbao" from Xiaowu's backpack, and said with surprise and joy: "No wonder there are copper plates from the Tang Dynasty. It turns out that Yang Yuhuan was buried first! It seems that she did not escape to Japan."

Song Banyan laughed dumbfounded, and pointed to the murals and said, "Impossible, these must have been painted by later generations. Look at the shapes of the clothes and the furnishings. Most of the women's clothing in Hanfu in the Tang Dynasty is Ruqun, and men wear Futou every day. It's no exception, besides that, it wears the Tongtian Crown and Yishan Crown. Oh, you don't care what those look like, they don't look like this anyway."

Pan Xiaohong rubbed his chin, a little puzzled: "The story of Concubine Yang and Tang Minghuang is not very auspicious, is it? Could it be that the owner of the tomb is a fan of brains? He especially worships Tang Minghuang? Or does he like white and chubby girls?"

Song Banyan gave him a blank look.

"I understand!" Pan Xiaohong clapped his hands and said excitedly, "The owner of the tomb is a fat woman who has suffered from social pressure because of her figure, so I use Concubine Yang to imply that modern people's aesthetics are too simple and they don't know how to appreciate the turbulent world." The beauty of abundance!"

Xiao Wu stared at him dumbfounded.

Zhou Rao thoughtfully, nodded and agreed: "It may not be impossible. Modern people do have a single aesthetic, and at the same time, their thinking is rigid, and they are obsessed with those humble habitual experiences."

Xiao Wu stared at him dumbfounded.

Bai Xunhua glanced at his watch and urged everyone: "We've been delayed here for 3 minutes. I don't know what's going on with Mr. Manaschi. Come back and study this mural."

Everyone nodded unanimously and hurried forward to the main tomb.

Pan Xiaohong's legs and feet are inconvenient, so Song Banyan can only support him.The speed of the two slowed down a bit, falling a few steps behind the three in front.

While walking, Pan Xiaohong looked around and caught a glimpse of Song Banyan's thoughtful expression, and couldn't help but ask, "Boss Song, what do you think about Concubine Yang Gui?"

Song Banyan replied truthfully: "I don't know."

Pan Xiaohong groaned strangely: "Isn't it true that Song Daxian also has something he doesn't know? I thought you knew astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. There is nothing you don't know."

"Astronomy and geography are well-founded, and you can find out if you don't know." Song Banyan glanced at the wall, frowning slightly.

The mural depicts a white-haired Li Longji sitting in the hall, surrounded by sergeants holding knives and axes.It should be that Li Longji returned to Chang'an as the Supreme Emperor, and lived a miserable life in the evening.

Pan Xiaohong couldn't help feeling emotional: "There are so many beauties in the world, what are you talking about, you insist on marrying a daughter-in-law."

"Who knows." Song Banyan said casually, "He wasn't the only one. Li Yuanhao, the founding emperor of Western Xia, forcibly married his daughter-in-law, and was killed by his son in the end."

After finishing speaking, Song Banyan was taken aback.

The author has something to say: I will go to Chongqing for 3 days from the 7rd to the 5th, and the update will be suspended.

For tomorrow's update, I will stay up all night to finish writing, and I can only ask for leave for the next few days, I hope you will forgive me.

When I get home on the evening of the 7th, it should be updated, please come and see the nest~~

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