Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

It's getting closer, the distance is getting closer... This time, what they looked at was not the feet, but the ground, the round pit ten meters away... As the distance approached, everyone's hearts were pounding When they got up, the sound was so loud that they were afraid that the ghost a few meters away would suddenly face them with that expressionless face...

This group of female ghosts floated away and did not stop after passing the round pit. They also did not stop, and even the people on both sides took a few steps forward. It is necessary to ensure that everyone can enter the pit accurately, but this Whether the pit is big enough or not is no longer a question they can consider.

The first to bear the brunt were Zhang Chen and Mr. Liang. They fell down as they walked. There was no warning or greeting before, and even all the anxiety and fear were put in the bottom of their hearts and they dared not show it to let these ghosts There is an induction, once this is over.

Shen Mo swallowed carefully, not daring to look around randomly, he would know later that he watched Zhao Jia fall just now, straight and straight, still maintaining a walking posture, he can perform a lot of tricks on the stage.Mo Mo thought that there were so many people below, and even if he went down now, he would still have flesh pads, thinking that he wouldn't fall in pain, but he glanced at Wei Lao in the coffin face's hand, he was struggling to walk now, I hope he didn't fall Good or bad.

Just when the three of them walked up to the top of the pothole side by side, there was a "hoo" in the next second, and all three of them fell down together...

The bottom of the pit was dark, but he could feel a lot of popularity. At first Shen Mo thought that the person who caught him was Zhao Jia, but then he knew it was not when he felt the strong arms. There was a cold fragrance of green grass at the end of his nose, and it was the face of a coffin.

Old man Wei who was thrown aside and nearly broke his back: ...

There is a wind blowing over the head, it is extremely cold, even if Silence is facing away from the cave entrance, you can feel it, but Silence really feels like something is walking by... Everyone at the bottom of the pit understands that feeling, so everyone holds their breath After breathing, the hands and feet were stiff, and no one could tell who was in the crowd of eight people, and there was a dead silence.

His head was held in his arms and he remained silent. There was silence at the bottom of the pit. Maybe this time he was surrounded by people, so he could still think about things in silence: the coffin face gave people the same feeling as the one outside. The ghost is very similar... Although the heartbeat in front of the ear is slow, it is very powerful.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a light in front of me.

Zhao Jia waved the flashlight in front of his eyes, shouting at the top of his voice, "Momo, Mo Bao, get up soon..."

Silence opened his eyes and raised his hand to block.

"Isn't it very comfortable for you to hold the coffin face on your stomach... so comfortable that you fell asleep..." Zhao Jia's voice was still begging, and it was full of teasing.

Silently, he quickly got up from the coffin face, and the coffin face stood behind the young man after he got up.

Meng Tai, Jiang Lao San and the others were lying in front of the cave entrance to see if the group of ghosts had gone away. Zhao Jia gave Shen Mo an elbow, "You are amazing, you can still sleep in such danger."

The most humble person is invincible, Silence fought back: "No, I just want to give you a chance to show off..."

Montai turned his head in front and made a silent gesture to the two, indicating that everyone can start crawling outside.

A group of people walked out one after another. At this moment, the dead silent black tone was restored outside. There was no ghostly shadow on it, and naturally there was no shadow of a person. Jiang Laosan murmured: "What the hell is going on?" Whoever helped us must not be a ghost."

"Of course it's impossible!" Zhao Jia immediately said, "You thought it was Nie Xiaoqian."

As soon as the words fell, the ground on the other side suddenly moved, everyone was shocked, and then a bearded head suddenly emerged from the ground next to it.

This one happened to be next to Zhao Jia, and Zhao Jia was clearly taken aback: "Fuck you ruthless, Nie Xiaoqian transformed into Wang Dingsheng!"

Wang Dingsheng rolled his eyes and came out of the pit, followed by the respectable Boss Qi, followed by He Qian and Xuan Bin. I didn't expect that there would be others after the two came out. How many people were familiar with this person present? I've seen this face before.

"Xu Cheng!!!"

Leader Xiao was wearing a sweatshirt and was dirty, ignoring the attention of several people, walked to the last man and bent down, "Elder."

Several people murmured, "What should we do now?"

"Continue to go north?"

"Otherwise what should I do?"

"Our goal is too big with so many people."

"Why don't you dig holes for local mice?"

"Don't be funny, do you have American time?"

As everyone walked forward and chatted, Jiang Laosan turned his head and looked at He Qian and the others: "Who blew up the hole just now, the technique is good." What I thought was that it was rare to meet Xiao who was walking, and it was almost always right .

Xuan Bin turned his face and looked at Wang Dingsheng: "You have a very special way of digging holes, which school did you come from?"

Wang Dingsheng looked at the man in the distance, "My main job for so many years is digging robbery holes. There are many doorways in it, but in general, the thick soil in the north is mostly nothing more than using Luoyang shovels."

Xuan Bin instantly understood that this person was engaged in tomb robbery. He Qian, who was in front of him, turned around and said, "Then do you know who the owner of this tomb is?" Knowing the identity of the owner of the tomb is very helpful for them to find the target.

Wang Dingsheng looked at Leader Xiao in front of him: "I think your leader should know more than I do."

The leader of Pingping Wuqi Xiao, Xu Cheng and everyone met not long ago, just took advantage of this time to share resources, and walked from the front to the back.

"It's hard to guess. The Xixia Imperial Mausoleum is the tomb of the emperors and royal tombs of the Western Xia Dynasty. The mausoleum is located in the west of Yinchuan City, Ningxia, with Helan Mountain in the west and Yinchuan Plain in the east. How about it? Is the geographical location similar to our current situation? "

Xu Cheng's words attracted everyone's attention, and Shen Mo also surrounded him.

"However, the Xixia imperial mausoleum is full of road pits. All the objects inside have been destroyed long ago, and the ancillary buildings have also been destroyed. Only the main body of the mausoleum is safe and sound. It is surrounded by wind and sand, which has nothing to do with water." The architecture is well known, and the Xixia Imperial Mausoleum, as one of the largest and most complete imperial cemeteries in Huaguo, knows a lot.

"Xixia has always been known as the south of the Yangtze River in the Northwest. It has a history of more than 700 to 900 years. Who can tell whether the bottom of the imperial mausoleum was soaked in lake water on a certain day, reflecting a strange world?"

Wang Dingsheng frowned: "The Xixia Kingdom used to have a strict political system, relatively complete laws, and a unique Xixia script. It was a relatively powerful feudal dynasty in the northwest region, but now there is nothing, only a pile of spectacular mounds. .” They couldn’t get any information.

Xu Cheng recounted the history about the imperial mausoleum, "When Xixia fell, the Jin Dynasty was hit hard by the Mongolian army, and it was also at sunset. It was hard to protect itself, and it was unable to help Xixia. Therefore, the Jin people who were in danger could not take advantage of the fire to loot. To destroy the Xixia Mausoleum. The Southern Song Dynasty, which lives in the south of the Yangtze River, is also in a precarious state. The regime is precarious and precarious. It is even more impossible to go down to Helan Mountain to destroy the Xixia Mausoleum. Then there is only one possibility who destroyed the Wang Mausoleum. It is the Mongols, this is also the most widely circulated theory in history, after all, the Xixia Mausoleum is the place where the Mongols invaded Xixia, and Mongolia hates the Xixia royal family."

Even Qi Lao couldn't help it now: "But what does this have to do with our goal?"

Xu Cheng's impression is too ordinary, but the knowledge he understands is really beyond the reach of others: "Because I picked this up at the border." Xu Cheng raised his hand.

There was a piece of silk in his hand, and Wang Dingsheng gasped as soon as he stepped forward.

"Uliji's pattern of coiled intestines."

"What is this?" Shen Mo opened his eyes wide, and looked at Xu Cheng with piercing eyes the whole time, the admiration in his eyes was almost ready to come out.He read little books since he was a child, and he admired the kind of knowledgeable people most.

Coffin face: ... a rare active interface: "The Mongolian full name is "Uliji·He". Important position."

Just as Shen Mo turned his head, Xu Cheng said again: "Yes, the Mongolians tie the busi (the silk belt of the Mongolian robe) into two slipknots similar to the Uliji pattern before undressing and going to bed at night, which is auspicious. The implication is that it can make people sleep peacefully. Similarly, it is very taboo to tie Booth into a dead button, thinking that you may have nightmares at night, and there will be ominous omens. It is formed by winding and intersecting lines. Angles and right angles vary, and Uliji patterns have more than 50 different types such as rhombus, square, and oval. Uliji patterns often appear as central patterns in Mongolian patterns, and they also appear in forms suitable for patterns. Why did the Mongols enter this mausoleum with auspicious armor? It was because they knew that this tomb was unusual, they were afraid of something, and they insisted on entering..."

Xu Cheng always felt chilly in the middle of speaking, Xu Cheng's forehead? ? ? ?He looked at his elder suspiciously.

Wang Dingsheng bowed his head and pondered: "There are countless robbery pits on the Xixia Imperial Mausoleum, which have not been naturally filled by wind and sand. According to the time, it should be... more than 700 years ago."

There are also people who didn't understand from the beginning to the end. For example, Zhang Chen scratched his head anxiously: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand everything?" Buzzing, it is much more terrifying than facing ghosts.

"You silly, if you don't understand, just listen to the scriptures, don't interrupt." Zhao Jia waved.

"Cut, it's as if you understand everything..." Interlaced like a mountain, Zhang Chen's eyes were full of contempt.

But obviously everyone present could understand it better than him.

Silently said: "That is to say, the real purpose of the Mongolian people in this tomb 700 years ago was not only to be hostile, but also to find things."

Xu Cheng glanced at him rewardingly, "That's right, in the history of Mongolia's Liujian Xiatu, Xixia fought stubbornly. Mongolia hated the Xixia royal family deeply, so they destroyed the royal tomb to vent their hatred, so why is the outer wall of the imperial tomb intact?" ?”

After a pause, he continued: "You also saw it when you came in. There is nothing in the house outside except the government office. It's not that there is nothing, but it was all evacuated. Until the fall of Xixia in August 1227, Mongolia has been controlling everything including In the hinterland of Gyeonggi at the eastern foot of Helan Mountain, including the Xixia Mausoleum, the Mongolian nobles were driven by political needs, greed for gold and silver treasures, and Feng Shui superstition, coupled with the habit of destruction and plunder developed during the perennial battles , the looting of the Western Xia Mausoleum is inevitable."

President Liang made a succinct summary: "The Xixia Imperial Mausoleum is the resting place of nine generations of emperors. If we follow the nine goals to find them, we must die. As long as we find out what the Mongolians are looking for, that person must be what we're looking for."

Zhang Chen couldn't understand other words, but he understood the last sentence, and looked at his boss excitedly.