Daomu Biji

My attention was all focused on the coffin, and I didn't look at the porcelain jar carefully. I hurriedly took a few steps back. The jar swayed and rolled a few times, then changed direction and rolled towards the stone door of the figurine path. Finally, " "Clang" hit the door frame and stopped.

We looked at each other, and I looked at you, and we all felt strange. Could it be that the fat man was really right, that there was a rice dumpling inside?

We were stunned for a moment, not daring to step forward easily. The fat man lowered his voice and said, "Everyone, this jar is indeed a bit evil. How about we strike first and give him a few darts?"

Of course I disapproved and said softly: "Don't, first find out what it is!"

I say this because I have already seen that this large Qinghua porcelain jar from the Yuan and Ming Dynasties is definitely a treasure. Such a size is rare in the world. I am afraid that one will be missing if it is smashed. Secondly, I don’t know what’s weird inside. If it’s really the rice dumplings the fat man mentioned, then another fight will inevitably begin. I just spent too much energy underwater and I definitely can’t run anymore.

But we are now in an underwater tomb more than ten meters deep. We don’t know how long the air can last. It will not do us any good if the stalemate continues. It's hard to decide whether to advance or retreat. I never have any ideas, and I'm so anxious that I'm sweating.

At this time, the fat man saw my hesitation and said: "We can't be sure that there is a rice dumpling inside. This place is open to the sea. Maybe some crabs and lobsters crawled in. There's no need to scare yourself here. It's better to go over and have a look." "

The woman shook her head: "Our main goal is to enter the main tomb. Don't waste time on the road. I think we can avoid it and see if there is any way out elsewhere."

As soon as I heard that this was a solution, I immediately checked the left and right sides of the ear chamber carefully. Unfortunately, this place was clearly visible at a glance. There was no second door, and there was no hole for us to drill.

The fat man couldn't stand it any longer and said: "Now that it's happened, either we have to move this jar away, or we have to go back. There is no other way to go. But let me tell you in advance, since we are already here, we are stuck in this jar." If you scare me back, I, Fatty Wang, will definitely not do it!"

I looked at Aning's expression, and he was very determined. Zhang Tuzi still couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply didn't say a word. The three of them looked at me together, as if asking for my opinion.

I still don't have a clear decision in my heart, and I think that if I rush over rashly, it would certainly not be appropriate, but what the fat man said makes sense. Many of the things in this ancient tomb are for scaring myself. I looked at Aning with that look in his eyes. , couldn't help but feel soft, and said: "Okay, take it one step at a time. If everything is fine, forget it. If it belongs to the third and fourth child, we have four shuttle guns in our hands, so we are not afraid of it!"

The fat man patted me to express encouragement. I took out the gun, opened the safety and pointed it at the jar. The fat man took the lead, and the four of us carefully walked in close to the edge of the door.

I wasn't very scared, I just felt a little nervous. I was wearing a diving suit and couldn't even sweat, which made me feel terribly uncomfortable.

Just when our fat guy could almost see what was in the jar, there was a sudden sound and the jar spun around. All the blood rushed to my brain and I almost shot.

The fat man cleverly took two steps back and made a gesture telling us not to move. The porcelain tube suddenly started to roll again. This time it made a direct arc and rolled into the dark corridor. The fat man cursed and immediately followed. It was pitch black inside. I shined a flashlight and saw that it was a straight corridor built with white marble bricks. It was very simple. There was nothing inside except two strips on both sides of the ground. Inside the lamp ditch are lamp holders every 1 meter. At the other end of the figurine path, there is a jade door, and there is also a slightly smaller one on the left and right sides. There are three in total. They are all open. It seems that someone has already entered. Come here, this jar has stopped in the middle of the small door on the left.

Not moving anymore.

I really felt it was a little weird this time. The jar seemed to be leading the way, and it barely even said a followme. This must be a conscious behavior. Could it be that the thing in this jar is not a rice dumpling but a ghost?

I expressed my thoughts, and the fat man made sense when he heard it, and said, "You really mean what you said. I also thought just now that this thing is rolling like a bowling ball."

I smiled bitterly in my heart, and the fat man said again: "Now that we have reached this point, let's not hesitate here. Just follow him all the way to see what his purpose is. Anyway, if you extend your head, it is a knife, and if you shrink your head, it is also a knife."

Everyone nodded, and the fat man patted me and said, "There are usually traps on this bare stone road. Brother Wu, take a look, is there anything wrong with this place?"

I knew I was responsible, nodded, and shined a flashlight on the ground. The bottom of the figurine passage was covered with small stone slabs, which were probably equipped with a trap for raping slaves. I thought that since my third uncle had been to this place, if there was a trap , or it may have been destroyed or triggered. But if not, it would be more troublesome. I reminded them, then straightened my backpack and was the first to move forward.

To avoid the mechanism, it is best to lie down and stick to the wall, but there are two light channels on both sides of the figurine tunnel. It is dark and unknown what is inside. Maybe we will encounter more trouble, so we can only walk along the channel. .

I asked them to pay great attention to the feeling of their feet, but actually I didn’t even have a clue. Putting down the foot, how hard it was, and how fast it was, were all very particular. These things do require experience. I don’t know anything about it. No, so the further I walked, the more panicked I became.

I walked uneasily for more than ten steps. I was covered in cold sweat. Seeing how nervous I was, those behind me started to panic. The fat man said, "It seems that Lei's job is not that easy this time, little comrade." , if you are too tired, let’s take a rest?”

I didn't have time to argue with him and said, "Don't argue. If I'm distracted, I might step on the wrong foot. I'm warning you, don't interfere with me." Before I could finish speaking, my feet suddenly vibrated and I When I looked back, I saw that a stone slab under Aning's feet had sunk in, and he was looking at me in panic.

I lamented and finished my words, how could I be so unlucky, I was about to be shot into a hedgehog, when I heard a whistling sound, and a crossbow arrow flew past her ear. Before I could react, the second arrow arrived and shot straight into her chest.

This was really lightning. Aning's eyes changed, she turned around and waved her hand like lightning, and caught the arrow in the air. The action was almost within a fraction of a second. I didn't even see her shadow. See clearly.

I was shocked when I saw her skill, but the situation did not allow me to dwell on it. I only felt a series of vibrations under my feet, and I yelled: "Cat down, there is a dark crossbow!"

As soon as I finished speaking, another dozen or so white lights came, and I hurriedly lowered my head to avoid one. At this time, I suddenly saw something covered in white hair crawling out of the jar in the distance, and quickly got in. In the stone door on the left. I just screamed, and suddenly there was pain in my chest. I lowered my head and looked, Damn! I don't know when two arrows were hit in the chest, and it seemed that they were still inserted two to three inches.