Everyone raised fire and moved forward, with Ren Qi walking at the front, holding the fluorite in one hand and holding the sword at his waist with the other. He put his weight behind him as he walked, always ready to defend or hurt someone.
After all, according to Liu Banxian's estimation, they might not be the only ones who can enter the tomb at this time.
It is said that Yin Xiu and his party relied on special abilities and ingenuity to enter the tomb, but they only needed these things precisely because they did not have the energy to break open rocks.
If they had an army of several thousand men and tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder, what kind of seals and mountain gates would they not be able to open?
It is said that Emperor Wu of the Wei Dynasty had an army specially used to fight back. He collected relics from the Han Dynasty and even the pre-Qin Dynasty for him, which provided him with the funds to build an army and gave him the material foundation to unify the north.
"It's a pity that we are not Emperor Wu of Wei, and we don't have that much money. Even if we are the highest official, fourth-grade sword-wielding guards are a thing of the past." Liu Banxian sighed.
"It's the third grade."
Ren Qi corrected him, "There are fourth-grade sword-bearing guards in Yujing, as well as civilian officials and military generals. However, there are only three-grade sword-bearing guards in Yujing, only the commanders of each yamen, and there are only five in total."
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"It's so clear. Now you're still thinking of abandoning the bright and turning to the dark, correcting your evil ways?" Yin Xiu glanced at him sideways.
Feeling the gaze from behind, Ren Qi turned his head and said helplessly: "Is it illegal to just say it?"
"Of course it's not illegal."
Yin Xiu grinned, "I just think it's boring to go on like this, and I'm just joking with everyone."
"Is it funny?"
Ren Qi rolled his eyes, "If you have such leisure, you might as well pay more attention to your steps to avoid stepping on something again."
They had been walking along the stairs for a while and turned several corners.
As they went further down, the obstacles caused by the gravel and soil became less and less. At the same time, the decorations on both sides of the stairs also appeared in front of them.
In addition to the reliefs, there are also hand-sized wall lamps on both sides of the stairs. The bronze surface is covered with green rust, and they look like special ever-burning lamps in tombs.
Liu Banxian looked over and took a look, exclaiming in wonder: "Every lamp here is priceless. I know some collectors like this style. Sometimes it's just a lamp as big as a teacup." , and it’s worth a lot of money.”
Seeing how knowledgeable he was, Hai Dongqing asked his question.
"I heard that the ever-burning lamps in these tombs are said to be fueled by whale oil from North Sea whales. They can burn for ten thousand years. How come they are extinguished after more than three thousand years?"
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"Talent?"
Liu Banxian glanced at him and was quite surprised by Hai Dongqing's tone.
"Many things in the world are based on claims. Even if an army of one million people pulls out only 40,000 to 50,000 people, and it is said to be unsinkable, it will still sink into the sea the next day when it hits an iceberg to feed the fish.
Not to mention the past, but in recent years, there has been a boxing champion in Southeast Asia named Chapo. He is said to be invincible in the world. But when he got to the Kowloon boxing ring, he was beaten to death with a punch. Who can explain this?
Speaking of [claims], this kind of thing just depends on who is better at boasting. If you believe him for three or three times, you are almost done. If you believe more, you are wrong.
Even if whale oil was really useful at that time, it would have been burned out and dried out after so many years, and..."
Liu Banxian twitched his nose, trying to force away the musty and damp smell in his nose.
"And there has been no ventilation underground for a long time. How can there be so much air to support so many lights? So I have to say that it is just a claim and not true."
"That's really a pity. I always feel that these lamps will be lit at some point?" Hai Dongqing suddenly said.
"Of course."
Liu Banxian adjusted his sunglasses, "But that should be a thing of the past. In those distant days, when the craftsmen were building the tomb passage and the tomb owner was being buried, these lights should have been burning for a while to dispel the darkness and comfort those who were afraid. Lonely mind.”
Liu Banxian didn't know when he became artistic, and he was quite emotional while talking.
However, Hai Dongqing just stared at the lampstand and murmured: "I always feel that one day, these lights will be lit again, ignited, and illuminate this dark tomb."
Liu Banxian looked at the bottom of the lamp again, shook his head and said: "There is no oil anymore. How can a lamp without fuel re-ignite?"
Hai Dongqing's eyes were firm and full of confidence: "Maybe one day, those lamps will be filled with lamp oil again. Somehow, this is a sudden idea of mine. I think this day will happen. ”
"If you think it will, then it will be fine."
Liu Banxian did not have a serious discussion with Hai Dongqing on this topic.
After all, this was just chatting, used to kill time, distract attention and relieve fatigue. He didn't really care about the truth of the matter.
However, Hai Dongqing seemed to have different ideas from him, but this was not the time to explore the source and use of these lights, because they had more important things to do.
After walking around a corner, Ren Qi stopped and shouted to the back: "It's over."
"The end?"
Yin Xiu and Liu Banxian stepped forward, followed closely by Ma Xiaoyu.
In front of them, there were finally no stairs anymore, but a long corridor, which looked like a Japanese-style corridor, leading straight inside.
The walls are carved with warriors baring their teeth and claws. They look like some ghosts and gods, and they also seem to be anthropomorphic birds and beasts. They are quite like the four Vajra and Dharma Protector Bodhisattvas in the main hall of the temple with angry eyes and wild beards.
When they got here, several people stopped.
Because they all knew that they had arrived at the corridor outside the tomb owner's "bedroom". No matter how slow they walked, they were almost there by taking three steps and resting for two.
Even the most rude and arrogant people know that they should be careful when entering other people's homes, otherwise they will have to pay for breaking things.
Liu Banxian took out his compass, twirled his fingers and started counting again.
"Three makes a three, six makes a six..."
After chanting it over and over again, he put the compass into his pocket.
"There's no problem with the location. This place is real and can't be fake. There is no other place more suitable for the location of the tomb. If the priest had chosen another location, I'm afraid he would have been pushed down to rest on his back before he was buried. ”
Feng shui management, especially the location of the ghost house, has been a major event since ancient times, and can often be called a "major national event".
The founders of dynasties, emperors, and princes all believed that half of their success came from their own efforts, but the other half must come from God's blessing or the blessing of their ancestors.
Legend has it that Zhu Yuanzhang listened to Liu Qingtian's advice and buried his old mother alive in a dragon vein somewhere, and finally defeated Chen Youliang and won the world.
Such an important thing is that contemporary Feng Shui masters will be severely beaten if they get the wrong position, let alone in ancient times.
Pulling you down to fill a hole is considered kind-hearted, but I am afraid that if you are dressed as some kind of jewelry and hung somewhere, it will really send chills down the spine.
The nobles of the Shang Dynasty had to sacrifice a few people to ask for forgiveness just when they sneezed. The location selection of these ghost houses related to luck and blood was even more careless.
After Liu Banxian said this, everyone felt relieved, but their actions became increasingly cautious.
Ren Qi was the first to walk in. Yin Xiu put her hand on his back, holding a short knife in the other hand, and followed almost in his footsteps.
The others followed suit, with Ma Xiaoyu walking at the end and responsible for breaking up the rear. It is said that entering the tomb is the safest, because all the traps that should be set have been set up ahead.
This is the place where the owner of the tomb rests, sleeps, and prepares to be received by the immortals and ascend to heaven. It should be peaceful, quiet, and sacred.
If you set up so many traps and turn this place into a place full of swords, fire and water, how can you expect the owner of the tomb to sleep peacefully?
However, Yin Xiu and the others have seen too many bizarre things along the way. Even if they know that not setting traps is the so-called "common sense", there may be no so-called normal things under the ground.
So the closer they got to the main tomb, the more cautious and cautious they became.
Even Ren Qi, who had always been indifferent to these things, felt that this kind of caution was right, and he was more cautious than anyone else.
Because he is the one who walks at the front, if there is any danger, whether it is flying arrows, flying knives, or rolling rocks and hot oil, even if everyone will hang here, he is also the first person to encounter these things.
Even masters of the synaesthesia realm only have one life.
When people are killed, they die.
Everyone was so cautious, and their marching speed slowed down. After a while, Yin Xiu felt that everyone had moved forward at least a hundred steps.
He couldn't help but sigh: "We are so cautious, as if we are a special force that wants to enter the house and fight the gangsters up close."
"What are special forces?" Ren Qi turned around.
"It's just like the masters in Ouchi. It's a group of specially trained people. It's different from government officials and police officers."
"Of course it's different!"
Ren Qi's eyes widened, "We have been training since we were young. We have been training hard for more than ten years, and we have eaten beef every day.
A person's physique and strength have been tempered. If he does not reach the fifth level of the profound entrance before the age of eighteen, he is already considered a waste, and he is not even qualified to enter the palace.
I believe there is no one in the world whose training is more cruel and arduous than ours. Even the Celestial Masters of the Mao and Ma families have probably never received this kind of training, right? ”
"Really?"
Yin Xiu asked Ma Xiaoyu: "Brother Gao Shou said, practice hard every day, practice in the winter, practice in the summer, and eat beef every meal. Have you ever experienced this kind of life before becoming the Ma Family Tianshi?"
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Ma Xiaoyu glanced at the two of them and snorted: "I don't eat beef."
She responded coldly, and both Ren Qi and Yin Xiu knew that they should not ask any more questions, lest Ma Xiaoyu really get angry, which is really not something ordinary people can bear.
After moving a few steps forward, Ren Qi suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.
Ren Qi is nearly two meters tall. Yin Xiu considers herself tall, but she is also smaller in front of him.
And Liu Banxian was the concentrated essence, so when the two stopped at the same time, it was like there were two doors in front of Liu Banxian, preventing him from seeing anything.
So it wasn't until he took a step to the side that he saw the scene in front of him.
In the darkness ahead, there was a ball of fire swaying, like a flying butterfly or a suspended ball of light.
"Is it a will-o'-the-wisp?" Yin Xiu asked in a low voice.
"In my opinion, it's more like a big glowing moth." Ren Qi replied.
Liu Banxian also had his own conjecture, "This is not a cemetery. How could there be so many will-o'-the-wisps? However, moths are never as big as a fist. Is it possible that it is a priceless luminous pearl?"
"Ye Mingzhu is not like this." Ma Xiaoyu shook her head.
"You have research on such a big thing?"
"No, many times glass beads and gems are mixed together, and I can't tell which one is which."
Ma Xiaoyu touched the earring, "But I think it's not, so it's not. This is a girl's intuition."
"Okay, I still don't believe what you said. However, if you say this is a girl's intuition, I can't refute it because I'm not a woman."
Liu Banxian frowned, "But what on earth is that?"
"Is it possible that that is a person?"
Hai Dongqing twitched his nose, "A person with a strong smell of blood?"
"It's so far away and so dark, can you see clearly?"
Liu Banxian expressed doubts.
"I have often heard that some hunters went into the mountains in groups to hunt bears or tigers, but because they were scattered and had poor visibility, they mistook their companions for blind bears and shot them to death with one arrow."< br>
"I said, it's not something you can see, it's something you can smell. A real hunter can identify what it is just by feeling, never looking."
Hai Dongqing twitched his nose, "Besides, this is underground, where can a blind bear or a tiger come from?"
"It seems so, but is that really a person?" Liu Banxian still didn't believe it.
"Isn't it true? You'll know after you try it?"
Hai Dongqing had already taken off his bow and placed the arrow on the bowstring.
When several people saw this, they all moved out of the way for him so that he could aim ahead.
Ma Xiaoyu tapped Yin Xiu's waist, "He's really going to take action, aren't you going to stop him? If he really shoots someone..."
After a pause, she came to her senses, "It's good to have a real shot. There's no one we know in this mountain anyway. The people here should all be enemies. It's good for us if one of them dies and one of them dies."
Even if we really shoot an innocent person to death, we can only recite sutras to him a few times and save him. ”
Yin Xiu glanced at her and felt cold in her heart.
Hai Dongqing nocked the arrow, and with a bang, the arrow left the string and ran towards the darkness ahead.
call out!
Almost as soon as it disappeared into the darkness, the arrow was reflected back at a faster speed and went straight to the center of Haidong Qing's eyebrows.
Before Hai Dongqing had time to react, Ren Qi had already drawn his sword and cut the arrow into two pieces in the air, causing fire to burst out.
"He is really a human being, and he is a master."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tuoba Wenwu rushed out of the darkness and came straight towards the crowd. (End of chapter)