Of course Song Xi wouldn't believe what Gan Qiming said! So after he finished speaking, she immediately looked at Yi Ba, which meant that she hoped Yi Ba could explain it.
Yi Ba did not speak, but nodded slightly.
"Please tell me if what he said is a lie." Song Xiji said to Yi Ba harshly.
"I really can only say that I have only a little knowledge. If you ask me if I am lying, I am not sure." Yi Ba took the words and said: "If you really want to enter the Lord It shouldn't be a big deal if we go inside the tomb and try."
"How to try?" Song Xi asked.
"The secret of this stone gate was discovered by Taoist Gan, but I didn't understand it. Of course, Taoist Gan has to tell me how to try it!" Yi Badao said.
"Tell me, how to open it?" Song Xi looked at Gan Qiming.
“The mountains and rivers are shaking towards the Palace of Finance, and the two sons are as prosperous as Shi Chong; the palace is full of nobles and official positions are displayed, and they should be in the Shangyuan...”
Gan Qiming was reciting these words. , while directing Song Xi, asking her to press on various positions of the stone gate. After about half a stick of incense, Gan Qiming finished chanting, and Song Xi also followed his instructions and pressed his hands on the stone door. However, the stone door in front of him seemed to be motionless at all.
“No response!” I looked at Gan Qiming with a puzzled look on my face and asked, “Did something go wrong, or did you, Master Gan, make a mistake?”
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"How could it be possible?" Gan Qiming rolled his eyes at me angrily and said, "It shouldn't be wrong. Maybe I missed something. If it's wrong, even if the Shimen doesn't respond, the mechanism inside the tomb will also be wrong." There should be a reaction."
The agency? I almost forgot about this one. There must be many hidden mechanisms in an ancient tomb like the Tomb of the Prince Consort! If you move it wrongly, not only will the stone door fail to open, but the mechanism will be triggered.
It’s a good thing that Gan Qiming didn’t say this. As soon as he said this, I seemed to hear a "crunching" sound, like the sound of stones rubbing against each other.
"Did you hear the sound?" I asked Yi Ba.
“I heard it.” Yi Ba said.
"Could it be that the mechanism was triggered?" I asked worriedly.
"It's very possible." Yi Ba's tone didn't sound like he was joking.
As soon as I heard what he said, my whole person suddenly became bad. This guy Gan Qiming, I thought he was so powerful! It turns out he is a half-assed person! If he doesn't have the ability to move around, he deserves to be killed. If he drags us into the water, we are a little unjust!
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Gan Qiming turned his ears and listened to the "squeaking" sound, and a look of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.
"The Prince Consort's Tomb is not that simple. If the stone door could be opened so easily, no one would have entered the main tomb chamber for hundreds of years." Yi Ba said.
The ground shook, giving me the feeling that it would sink at any time.
Song Xi was frightened and quickly grabbed my hand.
"Crunch...Crunch..."
My judgment was correct, the ground did begin to sink.
"Can we still survive?" I asked Yi Ba.
"It's hard to say." Yi Ba replied with a heavy expression.
The ground sank almost four or five meters, and then the rocks above the head suddenly closed up. The few of us seemed to be locked in a cellar surrounded by stone walls.
I knocked on all the stone walls on all sides and found that no one was empty.
“It seems that we really can’t get out. In this damn place, not to mention the lack of water and food, even the air is very thin! We can only last two days at most. Three days, and by then, even if I don’t die of hunger or thirst, I will die of lack of oxygen,” I said.
"Two or three days?" Yi Ba took the words and said: "If you fell in here, how could you still have two or three days to live for us. If nothing unexpected happens, we should meet him soon. Trouble.”
"Zhizhi...zhizhi..."
Yi Ba's crow's mouth is really effective. As soon as he finished speaking, this scalp-numbing cry came out.
We have heard this cry before, from those tomb rats.
"Is the tomb rat here again?" I looked at Yi Ba with a worried look.
Yi Ba illuminated it with the candle in his hand, and countless tomb rats were drilled out of the small holes in the stone wall.
"Hurry up and release that civet cat of yours!" I shouted to Tong Shouji.
"The tomb rats this time are coming in a menacing manner. They look much more powerful than the previous ones. Can I, the civet cat, suppress them?" Tong Shouji said, sounding a little reluctant. Let that civet cat out!
"There are only mice in the world, and there are no cats that can't defeat mice!" Uncle Duan said something to Tong Shou and said: "Let them out quickly, otherwise we will all have to let these tombs go." The rats gnawed them to pieces.”
The tomb rats had come around. Although Tong Shouji was a little reluctant, he finally took out his thumb clay pot and released the civet inside. .
“Meow!”
As soon as the civet jumped out, it barked domineeringly.
No matter how powerful the tomb rat is, he is always afraid of cats. After hearing the civet's cry, one by one they did not dare to go any further. Probably because there were too many tomb rats, the civet cats did not attack rashly, but stood in front of us, meowing and threatening the tomb rats.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
Suddenly two harsh rat calls came from the small hole, and then a mouse the size of a baby's fist, with its whole body exuding silver light, The little mouse ran out.
As soon as the little mouse appeared, the civet subconsciously stepped back.
"It seems that there really is a mouse in this world that even cats are afraid of!" Yi Ba sighed after glancing at the silver mouse.
"Zhizhi! Zhizhi!"
The silver mouse raised its little head and called twice at the civet. When the civet heard this, it was so frightened that it hid at Tong Shouji's feet.
"What's the matter with you, a civet cat? Do you have the nerve to say that you are a cat?" Uncle Duan looked at Tong Shouji with disgust and said, "A cat that is afraid of mice is really unheard of and unseen. Today Your civet really opened our eyes!”
“Zhizhi! Zhizhi!”
Just because the civet doesn't dare to mess with the silver rat, doesn't mean that the silver rat doesn't dare to mess with the civet! After letting out two ear-piercing screams, the silver squirrel quickly jumped onto the civet cat, opened its small mouth and bit into it.
"Meow...meow..."
The civet made a miserable cry, but it only called twice, then it ran out of breath and fell to the ground.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The silver rat gave the command to the other tomb rats. After receiving the order, the tomb rats surrounded the civet's body. Then he gnawed.
Civets are souls, not bodies, so they have no bones. In a short time, the civet cat's soul was completely eaten by the tomb rats, leaving not even a trace of its soul behind.
After seeing this scene in front of him, Tong Shou burst into tears. He spent many years cultivating this civet cat, and it was just gone. Naturally, he was very sad.
"Stop crying, what's the use of crying! Now that your civet cat is gone, we have to think of other ways to see if we can suppress these tomb rats?" At this time, Uncle Duan was more concerned. Calm.
"Taoist Gan, you are the cause of this trouble. You have to think carefully about the solution!" I looked at Gan Qiming and said this to him.
"Our lives are in the hands of these tomb rats. Now we are on the same boat, and we have to share it with each other. Do you think it is necessary?" Gan Qiming glared at me with some dissatisfaction, and then took the bag out of his bag. I took out a mahogany sword.
"You want to use a mahogany sword to deal with these tomb rats?"
There are only a few or dozens of tomb rats to face. Gan Qiming should be able to solve the problem with this method. But the problem is, the number of tomb rats we are facing now is at least hundreds, or even thousands! There are so many tomb rats. If you use a mahogany sword to deal with them, the possibility of success is very small. Gan Qiming picked up the guy, and naturally all the tomb rats surrounded him! Gan Qiming, this bitch, I thought he really wanted to kill the tomb rat with a mahogany sword, but it turned out that he was picking the tomb rat over to our side.