Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

With the blowing of the horn, the horses galloped, the spears of the two sides penetrated each other's armor, the horses neighed as they drank blood, the cold light of the long knives and two-handed swords was dimmed by the blood, smoke and dust flew up, flying sand and stones, blood splashed on the battlefield, pierced The bodies fell one by one, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the enemy or us. They slashed brutally, roared in grief and anger, shook the sky, and the smoke and dust fell. There were only two blood-clothed people left on the battlefield. Armed with spears, they smiled at each other.

The man with the sword said: "My life is over."

The man with the spear said: "Yes."

From then on, the two fell to the ground, but before they died, there were faint smiles on the corners of their mouths, and the war between them was finally over.

After about 10 minutes, the neighing of the war horses disappeared, and the chariot with wheels disappeared behind them. Fang Qiong raised his head from Feng Qing's arms. Just now he seemed to see the process of ancient wars. His heart trembled, and the bloody scene of flying flesh made him feel inexplicably sad, and his palms were sweating coldly that he didn't even know about.

Fang Qiong first let go of his hand holding Feng Qing's waist, and asked Feng Qing in a low voice: "Did you see the battlefield during the Warring States Period just now?"

Feng Qing glanced at him, and Fang Qiong's figure was reflected in his dark green pupils, ignoring Fang Qiong's question, the latter secretly stuck out his tongue to look for the second uncle who had thrown him aside just now, he couldn't swallow this breath, The blood relationship is not close, and the first thing that comes to mind is not myself.

The second uncle and the fourth uncle with glasses are all fine, and the few people he knows are fine, so he dare not say anything about the others. Liu Ran and Boss Huang counted the number of people. One, the loss is not too heavy, the one who died looked into the eyes of the war horse, and was shot all over the body by the venom, his clothes were corroded by the venom, bloody and bloody, and the heart was sunken, obviously the heart was gouged out, The intestines were exposed, and almost no part of the body trampled by the horse's hoof was complete, which was horrible.

After Fang Qiong looked at it, he turned his head. The smell of blood spread throughout the room. The other two were not seriously injured. The sharp stone was pulled out, and the other injured was his arm, which was also injured by the stone. It was fine to bandage and bandage. Generally speaking, the heaviest loss this time was on Boss Huang's side.

But no one is lucky. Seeing such a scene, they can only silently mourn for the dead, but this sad atmosphere can't affect their original intention of continuing to search for the main tomb. Fang Qiong shrank her neck beside Fengqing, looking When it comes to the dead, he will be afraid and sad, after all, it is a life, although he has died once, he is still afraid.

Seeing that Fang Qiong was fine, the second uncle seemed to have a sense of awe towards Feng Qing, and he didn't feel that Feng Qing was leading people in front of him, and the latter didn't even look at him, and put his hand on Fang Qiong's small shoulders and led the person towards the destroyed door. Walking inside the wall, before leaving, I didn't forget to take an extra flashlight from Liu Ran and handed it to Fang Qiong.

Suddenly, a young man with hair dyed yellow looked up and said, "This is the battle horse pit. This must be a tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, big tomb.

When Fang Qiong heard it, there was a war horse pit, which means that this must be a large tomb, and it may also be a Western Zhou tomb. Large tombs and some medium-sized tombs often have pits for chariots and horses. Usually, another pit is dug near the main tomb to bury the chariot. Horses, as few as two horses per cart, as many as more than ten carts and dozens of horses.

There are also two ways of burial: one is to bury the whole vehicle, and the horses lie on both sides of the shaft; the other is to disassemble the vehicle into parts and scatter them in the pit, and the arrangement of the horses is not neat.There are also those who dismantle the car and put it in the main tomb, and dig another pit to bury the horse.

Holding a flashlight, Fang Qiong followed Feng Qing carefully stepping on the gravel, and walked over it. Fang Qiong had short legs and was almost carried by Feng Qing. Fang Qiong was depressed in every way, but he would not say anything if he was killed. The posture in which I was hung was very bleak.

Fang Qiong, who didn't need to know anything about history, was thinking about what to say. The man next to the young man touched his chin and asked, "So are we still far from the main tomb?"

Everyone was attracted by their conversation, and those who were packing their things and preparing to find their way into the main tomb from the horse pit in front of them all listened. The yellow-haired young man said: "Usually, another place is dug near the main tomb. Pit, I believe we should not be too far away from the main tomb."

They didn't know where the chariots and horses that rushed out just now disappeared, but now they saw the complete chariots and horses. The overall style of the chariot and horse pit was rough and spectacular. Everyone was shocked by the chariot and horse pit in front of them. , They have never seen such a complete and beautiful scene. In the front of the pit, complete horse skeletons can be seen. These horses have bent limbs, their heads are facing west, and they are in an obvious posture, and an arrow is found on their chests. It can be deduced that these horses were killed and buried after the funeral of the owner of the tomb. Fang Qiong shook his head. These horses are really pitiful. Their eyes reveal pity for animals. The ancient funeral system is really complicated and cruel.

Looking back, the horses over there are standing intact, full of energy, looking to the west, and behind them is a chariot. No matter how you look at it, the battle is about to go to the battlefield. Fang Qiong remembered that he had skipped it in his mind just now. Could it be that the horses here are inextricably related to the two generals who died in battle?

The young man with yellow hair was right. It should not be too far from the main tomb, but Fang Qiong didn't know how long the distance was. He could only make a rough guess in his heart and couldn't tell others.

This powerful chariot and horse pit made everyone excited. Someone from Boss Huang's side had already run to the vicinity of the horse and began to look for the chariot and horse accessories in the pit. Boss Huang's face was not very good. Much more than that.

The guys brought by Liu Ran are obviously more qualified than the people from Boss Huang's side. They just circled around the chariot and horse pit, including Fang Qiong's second uncle. They didn't seem to find any more valuable treasures after a few circles. , This disappointed them a bit, but if they were from the archaeological world, they would naturally not think this way. Their names would definitely be known to the world, and they would be famous for a lifetime. Unfortunately, their purpose was to fight against each other.

There was nothing in the chariot and horse pit except for some horse bones and horse ornaments. Fang Qiong saw that Boss Huang's men threw the horse ornaments from the chariot and horse pit on the ground, and cursed a few words. At Fang Qiong's feet, he knelt down and picked it up.

Fang Qiong held up the item in his hand, which was a bronze vessel. According to ancient books, bronze ritual vessels were often unearthed from the tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the south, and they often symbolized the wealth and honor of the south.

This should be fixed on the horse's face with leather, that is, the horse crown or Malu in the Western Zhou Dynasty, all decorated with sea shells and high-quality jade. Fang Qiong's hand began to tremble with the exquisite jade human face relief. This thing in his hand is a unique boutique, which further shows the noble aura of the owner of the tomb. His identity must have been a prince and nobleman in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The horse crown was taken off by Boss Huang, but luckily it was not damaged. If you wash off the dust on the jewelry carefully, you can see the original appearance. Fang Qiong hugged it in her arms like a baby, and in front of him was the crown. It is the horse wearing this crown. There are four horses beside it, but no matter how you look at it, the middle horse is more prestigious. Behind them is a chariot, which shows the majesty and majesty of the time, looking down on the world.

Feng Qing, who was standing next to Fang Qiong just now, ran to the back of the ancient chariot. There was nothing behind the chariot, but a thick wall. Fang Qiong saw that the other horse crowns were not as good-looking as the one in his arms. He didn't intend to put it down in his hand either. This was an item on a war horse, not a ghost weapon on a dead man, so it should be fine.

As far as Fang Qiong knew, the yellow-haired young man who had rich knowledge about the age of the tomb suddenly jumped from the chariot in front of Fang Qiong. Fang Qiong took a step back in fright. The yellow-haired young man pointed to the horse crown in Fang Qiong's arms and said with a smile : "Hey, kid, can you give me the jewelry in your hand, brother Jiawen? I can give you 100 yuan."

This price is really high. I think this guy knows that the horse crown in his arms is a priceless treasure. It is not so easy to take it from his arms with 100 yuan. Is Fang Qiong so easy to be deceived?

Therefore, Fang Qiong raised her innocent little bun face to Ye Jiawen, and politely refused, "Brother Jiawen, I want to give this to my girlfriend. She likes these trinkets, and there are many more. You Take it."

Then, Fang Qiong looked at Ye Jiawen with a face full of embarrassment, as if he was talking about how you, an adult, snatch things from children. In fact, other horse crowns are not as exquisite as his, and they are quite rough. It's worth some money, but it's far from the price in Fang Qiong's arms.

Ye Jiawen stiffened his outstretched hand, and said with a smile, "Children nowadays are really precocious, and my brother won't ask you to ask for it, but you have to think about it. You won't have this horse crown if you give it to your girlfriend." Yeah."

Fang Qiong kicked the stone under his feet and hesitated, then raised his bun face and said, "I, I want to give it to my girlfriend, but I can't give it to you, brother."

Ye Jiawen didn't know that Fang Qiong was so difficult to deal with, so he stroked Fang Qiong's head sullenly, and said, "Treat your little girlfriend well."

Fang Qiong nodded: "Of course."

Then, Ye Jiawen continued to study other horse crowns dejectedly, and the Huang family partner who had thrown the horse crown in Fang Qiong's arms to the ground before saw Ye Jiawen bargaining for the things he threw, his face became stiff, and he almost beat his chest.

In order to prevent the previous bargaining incident from happening again, Fang Qiong ran to stand behind Feng Qing's buttocks with his little spoils in his arms. He didn't know why, but he always felt that this Feng Zongzi would not seek his money or kill him. Uncle, he couldn't believe it.

However, Fang Qiong who rushed over only got Feng Qing's cold eyes.

The second uncle saw that Fang Qiong had been following Feng Qing, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad, his expression was not very rich, Fang Qiong didn't feel it.

Thinking of the embossed human faces engraved on the horse crown in his arms, he couldn't help but think of the human face carvings he saw when he stumbled in by mistake. It seems that those human face reliefs are related to the belief of the tomb owner. A sacrificial belief?

While thinking about these things, Fang Qiong didn't realize that Feng Qing was no longer in sight, and other people had also entered another corridor. When he raised his head, except for the light of his own flashlight, the carriage pit was eerily quiet. The surroundings seemed to change, and he felt that the room was changing.

Fang Qiong yelled in fright: "Mr. Feng! Second Uncle! Where are you!"

However, there was only an echo, nothing, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He took a step forward, illuminated the road ahead with a flashlight, and saw a person standing three meters away from him.

I saw the man's eyes were empty, his face was bruised and swollen, his mouth was slanted to the right, his shoulders drooped weakly, and the intestines in his stomach leaked out of his clothes, shaking as he moved slowly, and the blood on the intestines was shaken. Landing on the ground, he was walking slowly towards Fang Qiong whose legs were trembling.

This person is exactly the yellow guy who was trampled to death by the galloping horse soul just now.