After adopting paranoid gods

And many people went in there and never came out again.

But the piranhas were about to catch up to where Ji Tang was.Just by the intense sound of splashing water, you can hear their speed.They all ate corpses for a living recently, and now there was a faint smell of blood from living people in the sea water, making them all boil like a bomb.

Ji Tang glanced at the strange eyes in the hole in the wall behind him, and then at the school of piranha fish swimming towards him at a very fast speed.

The sharp sound of the exhausted oxygen cylinder still resounded through the entire tomb, making the whole scene very chaotic.

Without any hesitation, Ji Tang picked up a brick next to him in the water and threw it at the small hole where the eyes were hidden.

This ancient tomb was hidden thousands of years ago, and after being soaked in seawater for so many years, the stone walls are as fragile as foam.Just Ji Tang slammed it, and the small hole suddenly opened into a hole big enough for one person to enter.

The eyes that were still staring at Ji Tang behind the small hole just now disappeared inexplicably.

But it didn't look like it was leaving, more like it was hiding behind a hole waiting to strike.

The group of piranhas was already very close to Ji Tang, and at the very moment, Ji Tang rushed towards the hole he smashed.

Behind the hole was a raised flat ground, which was not submerged by sea water, and the piranhas couldn't swim along the hole to the flat ground.

There were only a few piranhas in twos and threes biting Ji Tang's corners in the sea, and Ji Tang brought them to the flat ground.

Ji Tang cut off the piranhas with the knife he carried with him, then threw them on the ground, letting them struggle due to lack of water.

Ji Tang leaned against the wall and gasped.

What happened in the tomb just now is too weird, especially the shadow on the wall.

But fortunately, he escaped smoothly, and followed the cave to find the inside of the tomb that was not flooded.

The stopper of Ji Tang's oxygen tank was pulled out by the shadow, and the oxygen was exhausted. If the inside of the tomb was still submerged by sea water, coupled with the surging piranhas, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ji Tang slowly took off the breathing mask.

Before he checked the tomb just now, he confirmed that an archaeological team had indeed entered before him. The tomb had been opened for a long time, and the air inside had been re-conveyed.

If it were a tomb cave that had been sealed for thousands of years, even if there was no water, Ji Tang would not dare to take off his oxygen mask, lest he would be poisoned by inhaling poisonous gas.

He checked the oxygen tank.

Sure enough, the plug of the oxygen tank was unplugged at some point, and the oxygen content was already zero.

Although now even without an oxygen tank, Ji Tang's life would not be endangered.

But going out has become a problem.

Coupled with the piranhas in the entire tomb outside, it is even more difficult.

Ji Tang sighed and shook his head.

Let's wait until we find that ghost.

He turned on the dive torch to illuminate where he was.

It was a circular tomb hall.

This is indeed the inside of the tomb.

He found the archaeological notebook he picked up at the entrance of the cave in his diving bag, and planned to continue reading.

Archaeological notes have been soaked in seawater for many years. If the paper is not made of professional preservation paper, it may have turned to ashes.

Ji Tang carefully picked up the corner of the page and turned to the second page.

The handwriting on it is blurred by the sea water, and it takes a lot of care to make it clear

[2015.9.9 As for the life of Emperor Qin Yang, the owner of this tomb.That's what we all say about him—he's a tyrant, one of history's sinners.Same as his brother.History would be better developed without their presence.

It's not just us who evaluate him in this way, people in ancient times also evaluated him in this way.He is very unpopular.According to our research, the construction of his imperial mausoleum began when he ascended the throne, and until the end, those workers did not complete the construction of the mausoleum for him.No one likes him, appreciates him.

In modern popular terms, he is a "villain" that everyone hates. 】

Very unpopular?

Ji Tang frowned and hesitated for a moment.

This archaeological note does not seem to be written by a professional archaeologist, but more like a diary of an archaeological college student.

But just because this is a diary, the things recorded in it are more real.

If this ghost has been really unpopular since ancient times.

So from the beginning of ancient times, he will be condemned by countless literati in ancient poems, and he will be recorded and criticized in history books to this day.

The hate speech he endured was beyond imagination.

Ji Tang didn't have much impression of this ghost.

He only knows that he likes spring, he will regard a small grass as the whole spring, and he will hug himself and murmur that he wants to hug him.

Ji Tang shook his head helplessly.

He knows that everything has black and white sides, and he can't deny a person's life based on other people's eyes alone.

Everyone who comes to this world shrouded in the sun is a child who has been stained by the sun for a lifetime, and there will always be a shining place.

That ghost, did he really do something wrong?

Ji Tang continued to turn the page.

This archaeological diary records the day of entering the tomb.

[On September 2015.9.10, [-], a detector detected a lot of piranhas at the bottom of the water.We had to hire a submarine to go.This diary was written in a submarine. I have to say that there are really many corpses under the water, including grave robbers and fishermen...

In fact, thousands of years ago, this ancient tomb should have been under a piece of green grass.According to legend, it was the favorite place of the emperor during his lifetime.

But now it is swallowed by the sea. 】

Flip back again.All pages are blank.The owner of this diary is also dead.

Ji Tang sighed softly, and put the notebook back into the diving bag.

He stood up, took the flashlight, and prepared to move on.

A little further on, maybe it is where the coffin of the ghost is.

However, it seems that none of the archaeological teams who went here before were able to reach the depths of the tomb.

Their traces are all cut off here.

If you look carefully, you can see that there are many traces of blood on the stone walls here.These bloods are splattering, and only when the human body is violently torn can such traces of blood be produced.

What happened here?

Ji Tang was a little puzzled.

He continued to walk forward and found a huge stone mural around the tomb hall.

Among ancient tombs, murals engraved on stone walls are very common.Generally, dragons and phoenixes are drawn, which entrust the meaning of prosperity and wealth in the next life.

This mural that can be presented in front of Ji Tang——

There is neither dragon nor phoenix.

There are only a few sparse curves.

Ji Tang frowned, but didn't leave, and didn't regard it as some inexplicable graffiti, but quietly pondered it.

After a long time, he finally saw what it was.

It's some grass.

A painting of a few grasses taking root on the soil.It's a pity that this mural was not carved completely, it is an incomplete product, making it look like a pair of graffiti.

Ji Tang could guess why the workers at that time didn't finish painting for the emperor.

Simply because I don't like it.

Ji Tang inexplicably remembered one of that dreams he had.

He had dreamed that the owner of this mausoleum was a young and handsome man.

The man was wearing a white fox velvet robe, and his ink-like long hair was tied behind his head and fell down.

He took Ji Tang to ride a horse in the ice and snow, saying that he had found spring and wanted to take Ji Tang to see it.

As a result, Ji Tang only saw a few weak grasses growing on the ice.

This is what the emperor thought of as spring.

The emperor never saw a real spring until after his death.

He always thought that those few grasses were spring, so he tried to have the mural of the grass carved into his tomb, thinking that he had the whole spring.

It's a pity that Xiaocao is not spring, and Xiaocao's murals are not finished yet.

Ji Tang couldn't imagine.

The lonely soul of this ghost wandered in this ancient tomb for thousands of years, looking at this unfinished grass mural again and again.

He once entrusted what he wanted to the world, but no one could help him accomplish it.

He has been really unpopular since ancient times.

Ji Tang regained consciousness in front of the mural.

He raised his hand and gently brushed the grass among the murals. There was a little tenderness in his shiny eyes. He chuckled and put down his hand silently.

Ji Tang left the mural and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, he didn't encounter any dangerous things next, he only saw a long bare tomb passage, and he didn't know where it led.

Among them, he made a new discovery in a corner of the tomb passage.

It was a small, long-dried pool.

In the pool, there are many scattered black little things, a bit like black beans.

Ji Tang picked up one of them, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it with a flashlight.

He dusted it off, seeming to know what it was.

is the seed.

Jisu University has taken archaeological botany as an elective, and he can barely recognize that this is a flower seed that originated thousands of years ago.

This pool is full of flower seeds.

Ji Tang was slightly stunned.

He could guess the intention of that ghost to do this before his death.

He remembered that thousands of years ago, this place was a frozen place, and it was impossible for flower seeds to appear here, let alone flowers to grow here.

The emperor sent someone thousands of miles away to bring a handful of flower seeds from the southern kingdom and put them in the mausoleum he was building.

His wish was simple.

Since when he was alive, he might not be able to wait for the arrival of spring and his country to be full of spring flowers.

Then he took the flower seeds into the tomb.

——He believes that it only takes time, whether it is a thousand years or thousands of years.

His cemetery is sealed underground, and the sun can bake the land to be warm, and the temperature can be transmitted to the tomb, allowing these seeds to germinate.A little sprout grows in the dark tomb.

Even if he was dead at that time, even if the dynasty had changed long ago, he still saw the flowers with his own eyes.

But the truth is not what he imagined.

His cemetery and his country sank into the cold deep sea together.Not to mention sunlight, not even a trace of temperature can enter.Only colder temperatures and darkness than snow.

Ji Tang touched the seeds.

The seeds have long been soaked by the seawater that surged up from the ground, and they have become lifeless dead seeds that have long been unable to germinate.

Ji Tang squatted by the pool, leaned over, carefully picked up these dead flower seeds, and put them aside.

He opened his diving bag and took something out of it.

The thing was protected by a waterproof membrane and was intact.

It was a bouquet of winter jasmine.

The boy planted this bouquet of winter jasmine flowers in the pool of the dry tomb, and it bloomed warmly and dazzlingly like a little sun in the tomb without a ray of light.

He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and the smile in his eyes was like a star: "Look, the flowers are blooming, and it is said that spring will come to you."