[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

In addition to the mysterious disappearance of Brother Zhu with my breakfast, there were still some minor problems when the plan was actually implemented the next day, but the Zhang family responded quickly and immediately gave a very practical and efficient solution. With the tacit cooperation of the deployment of the Wu family, everything went smoothly.

Around noon, the roar of the engine of the air compression equipment gradually weakened, and the first batch of advance personnel who were sent down turned back from below. Through the protective clothing, I made a gesture of OK, and I relaxed a little.

When the signal of "completely safe and unblocked" came back, I ordered people to return all of them for repairs. It was Boyoupin who took the lead, and Audio-Technica officially went to search.

This process lasted for nearly five hours, but to my disappointment, I read all the documents and records on the back of the lid in the newly opened coffin until my eyes went dark, but I did not find anything about longevity or replacement. A useful clue to the stone curse.

Unsurprisingly, the subsequent kings of this dynasty gradually became arrogant and extravagant, tyranny ruled the people, and finally went to perish.Even the last monarch of the last generation didn’t even have a tomb in this tomb due to the change of dynasty. There was only an empty coffin, and there was no writing on the coffin lid, which was infinitely desolate.

This is already the deepest tomb, larger and wider than the previous tombs, but there is no road ahead, only bare brick walls.

I sighed lightly, and knew that I was impatient, how could things be as clever as in the novel?If that's the case, then I don't have to mess around anymore. I go home and write "Tomb Raiders Notes", and change my pen name to "Nanpai Second Uncle". The little brother can afford it.

I straightened up, waved my hand, attracted the attention of the fat man, and said: "Come on, call it a day! Don't stare at the Ming Qi, the level of the things in this bucket is close to that of the 'Fuhao Tomb', and there is no need for you to take it out." If the next family dares to pick it up, coupled with such a large amount, we are no better than the country, and we can't digest it at all, take it easy, go back, wash and sleep."

The fat man sat down on the ground when he heard the words, smiled at me cheaply and said:

"Naive, with your temper, I don't believe you, Fatty, can throw all your things here."

I rubbed my hands, sat down next to him, and smiled lewdly at him: "The fat man understands me, who thinks there is too much money. What I mean is, let's break up all these artifacts and ship them back in batches." Go to Changsha, sink them in the basement, wait for them to become 'old goods', and then contact the big customers to get it done slowly. At that time, you will be three to seven, what do you think?"

The fat man patted his thigh and said:

"Don't be a mother after raising a child! Why do I get [-]%?"

I immediately stared and said:

"Don't I still have the role of little brother?"

Then I was mercilessly despised by the fat man.

After chatting like this, we realized that the oil bottle was still hanging on the side. To be honest, the sense of existence of Lord Men is really low. Not only did his breathing and footsteps make no sound, but he also liked to wear dark-colored uniforms. The hoodie and military pants are hidden in the darkness that cannot be illuminated by the lights in the tomb, making it completely impossible to see through.

When I first met him, I felt that his clothes and habits were blatantly pretending to be B. Later, I gradually realized that he was not that kind of person, and I didn’t think there was anything special about him. question.It wasn't until his ten-year appointment came in and I grew up that I heard from Zhang Haike that this is a special course taught by the Zhang family, teaching the clansmen how to hide themselves is a must to protect themselves or carry out assassination missions. prepare skills.

At that time, I felt that the person who invented this course was a second person. My mental distortion was desperately trying to infect others, and how many good young people in the Zhang family were harmed—except for Zhang Haike, who was so boring.As for their patriarch alone, I don't know how many years it will take to correct his problem. It's really annoying.

I got up and patted my pants and walked forward, only to find that Poker Fase had been grinding the bare tomb wall with his hands, and after that layer of dust was wiped off, the original complicated patterns were gradually revealed.

——It is a picture of the head of a liwen beast that was common in that era.

"It's not an attacking mechanism." Pokerfing paused for a moment, as if confirming it for the last time, before continuing: "Wu Xie, use the knuckle of the middle finger of your right hand to buckle the right eye engraved on the pattern."

Of course I am relieved of his judgment.

I responded, and at the same time Poker-Face buckled the mechanism of the left and right eyes, only to hear the sound of the "Zaza" mechanism hub running, I just took a step back, and Poker-Face moved a step sideways, half blocking me in front of you.

At that moment, I was really taken aback—how many years has this happened in Douli?I was a little uncomfortable, but nothing could stop me. At that moment, Master Wu, I suddenly felt better.

However, this kind of joy only lasted until the moment the mechanism was finished, and it turned into fright.

It sounds funny to say that mechanism, but since it was started, it has been running in a "squeaky" manner, just like Wang Meng pulling a broken car, it is extremely slow, and then it gradually stopped.But just when we stared wide-eyed and thought it was stuck, it suddenly made an "empty" sound, and the whole wall collapsed cleanly in an instant.

Poker-Face probably didn't expect that this kind of one-time mechanism would self-destruct with just two pokes. It was just for show, so I was taken aback for a moment, making me laugh secretly.

After the smoke cleared, I couldn't really laugh anymore:

The space behind the wall is very wide, and there are three huge bronze tripods standing facing each other. The reason why I use the word "big" to describe it is because their volume is so amazing that I can't see them at a glance. Seeing the simple, delicate and complicated patterns spread across the entire body of the tripod.

When I was about seven or eight years old, I heard such a legend:

Legend has it that in the early years of the Xia Dynasty, Dayu designated the world as Kyushu, and the prefecture was established as a prefecture.Later Xia Qi ordered Kyushu Shepherd to contribute bronze and cast Jiuding.In advance, people are sent to draw pictures of famous mountains and rivers, places of great beauty, and strange things in all states in the country, and then send selected famous craftsmen to imitate these paintings on the body of Jiuding, and use a tripod to symbolize a state.The engraved graphics also reflect the state's mountains and rivers.Jiuding symbolizes Kyushu, reflecting the unity of the country and the high concentration of royal power, showing that King Xia has become the co-lord of the world and complies with the "mandate of heaven".As the saying goes: "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, and the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers." Since then, Kyushu has become synonymous with China, and "Dingding" has become synonymous with the establishment of national political power.It is a pity that Jiuding has long been lost, and it is not known where it is scattered in Kyushu.

I always thought it was just a legend, but who would have thought that in my lifetime, I would be able to see the third of the Nine Cauldrons with my own eyes!

The reason why I can be so sure that it is Jiuding is because of the majestic and majestic aura of calm chaos.

This is the same as what you saw in the Shangzhou Pavilion of the National Museum, those brilliance and accumulation that have been cleaned up and restrained for thousands of years, lying in the exhibition cabinet in the most peaceful posture and the most unreal appearance, waiting for the world It is completely different to inspect your own bronze tripod with numb eyes.

They just stay in the place where they have been standing quietly for thousands of years, with their most noble posture, with the indifference after the baptism of history, they silently give the visitors nameless pressure.

Shocking.

This is the national treasure.