Daomu Biji

Xiao Hua lit up a fire stick and threw it in, lighting up the entire area in front of us. We saw hair all over the floor. The black "hair" almost covered the entire ground and even the walls. The entire cave was cool. We were so angry that we calmed down for a moment. The cold sweat on our bodies made our pores shrink immediately and we all got goosebumps.

At the same time, I saw that all the walls had been smashed into pits one by one. The pits were filled with things. I could tell that most of them were bamboo slips, and some were empty. They had obviously been taken away. I thought The most critical silk books translated by Jin Wantang must have come from here.

There are a lot of bamboo slips, and they are all along the "pipeline" of the cave. They are on the walls on both sides. It looks like a secret library corridor.

The deepest part cannot be illuminated by a flashlight. I estimated the distance and found it was at least more than three hundred meters. It was frighteningly deep.

This scene reminded me of a kind of dragon kiln I saw when I was in Longquan, but it was not that long. The two people didn't know what to do at the entrance of the cave.

The inside was as cramped as the outside, and people had to crawl to get in. Xiaohua tried to crawl forward, but I held him back. I recognized that jar, I'd seen it in the Tamuta. These clay pots look very much like the kind that hold human heads. If so, chances are, there are those bugs in there.

I told Xiaohua, and Xiaohua looked at the ancient corpse in iron clothes behind her and said, "So, that iron clothes may not be an iron clothes robe used for cultivating Taoism, but a protective suit to protect against these things." The bugs may have been worn by the craftsmen who set up this place when they were placing these pots.”

I nodded and shined a flashlight in front of me, and sure enough, I found that the open space in front of me was full of red corpse turtle shells.

Xiaohua shined the flashlight at a jar. The thing covered with hair was really creepy. It was hard for me to convince myself that it was not hair but something else.

"How do you think they got in back then?" I asked, "They wouldn't have stepped on those jars. That would be disgusting." Moreover, the jars were placed very neatly, and it didn't look like many people had stepped on them.

Xiaohua shined a flashlight on the wall and ceiling, smiled at me, and said, "It's too easy for them to get in."

I saw that he was smiling a little bit, and I didn't know what he meant. I saw him pull out two arm-long sticks from the pile of packages. I didn't know what they were made of, picked them up, and then took off his gloves, revealing that they were completely covered. With sweaty hands, he made a very flexible preparatory move: he put his two palms together and turned them in a circle.

I didn't know what he was going to do. I didn't think of stopping him for a moment. He picked up the stick and suddenly pushed it on the ground in front of him.

He rolled out like an acrobatic in the narrow space, then turned around in the air, and his feet had already stepped on the cave wall on one side.

Before I could react, the stick he was holding on the ground released and withdrew, causing a shadow to dance in the air. The moment he lost his balance, the stick propped up against the wall of the cave he was standing on, bouncing him up again. , pushing against the other side of the hole with a move that looked like a monster.

My jaw dropped when I saw him repeating this. A stick was like a magic wand. In a very short period of time, he was like an elf flipping and jumping very fast on the cave wall. His movements were smooth and smooth, without any difficulty. Within seconds he was gone from me.

"Professional." Such a word suddenly popped up in my mind. Compared with grandpa, Chen Pi's and the like who carefully touched the mechanism bit by bit, this miraculous trick is definitely more than one level higher. It is definitely the most efficient and safest method during the bucketing process.

After a while, a roar was heard inside, and the light of a flashlight came out from inside. It looks like the distance inside is shallower than I thought.

"How's it going?" I asked, sparking an echo in the cave.

"It's not as difficult as I thought. It's easy to get here!" he shouted, "There is a cave inside."

"Easy ass, what should I do?" I was so angry that I couldn't even make the first move.

"I'll think of a solution later, don't move yet." Xiaohua's voice came from inside, "I saw a strange thing."

His voice echoed in the cave pipes, making it sound uncomfortable because the bandage covered his face.

"What is it?" I asked immediately.

After a moment of silence, his voice said faintly: "I don't know, I can't tell. It seems to be made of iron." As he said that, I heard the sound of metal tapping from inside.

"Describe it." My curiosity was suddenly piqued, and many strange pictures appeared in my mind.

"Uh..." He hesitated, "I don't know how to describe it."

"What's so hard to describe?" I yelled impatiently, "Round, square, long and flat, how big are they?"

"It's a huge iron plate, like a cymbal. There are many strange lines on it." Xiaohua said, listening to the voice, his attention was completely attracted to this thing.

"What's so weird about this?"

"Boss." Xiaohua's voice softened, as if she couldn't believe it, "This thing is spinning, it's spinning by itself." ④ Tianshu Chinese website reading