Jia Sidao gave Dayan a reassurance, and said: "As long as it is a damaged place, there should be no organs." He looked at the left and right fork, and continued: "Now there is a ruin here, but it is still quite large. There are so many fork roads, I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish it in a while, so I suggest that you work in pairs and investigate this underground ruin separately."
Big Eye immediately said: "I will be with Mr. Jia."
Zhang Ling and I looked at each other and said, "Then we will be in pairs."
Zhang Ling turned on the walkie-talkie and said: "Everyone should keep in touch at any time and inform each other about everything."
Everyone set the frequency modulation of the walkie-talkie, and Zhang Ling and I walked towards the fork on the right.
Zhang Ling and I walked in the underground ruins for more than an hour, and the passage was still going down. The former glory of the underground buildings became more and more fascinating, and what we saw before us became more and more shocking.
Among them is a place full of twisted scrap iron skins, and nearly thirty bones have been piled up. It can be seen that when these knife formations were used, a road was opened with human flesh and blood; there is also a slope with a road covered with broken bones. The particles, those bones that had been crushed by the rolling stones, were actually covered in a thick layer on the slope.
Although there is no blood and blood of the past, the broken bones are still shocking.
Finally, Zhang Ling and I stopped in a hall that seemed likely to collapse at any time.
The bones here are almost eighty or ninety. They are placed on top of each other and have different shapes. Some hand bones are still intertwined, as if they were fighting each other to death.
In the northeast corner of the hall, there are piles of dilapidated clay pots. What is rare is that there are still one or two intact pots inside. The mouth of the pot seems to have just been opened. There is a pot tumbling on one side, some colorless and tasteless** Dripped all over the floor.
The wall in front of the corpse was obviously different from the hall, as if it hadn't been passive.
Zhang Ling said: "There may be some powerful mechanism here, check it out before leaving."
I walked toward these jars intuitively, while Zhang Ling searched in the hall.
When I came to the corner full of clay pots, I saw that there were hundreds of broken clay pots, most of them were broken, and now there are only a few intact ones. The one that fell on the ground has not yet been broken. Exhausted, apparently not long after being opened, it is probably opened by the group of people brought by Sha Kun
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There was a strange white fleshy thing next to the jar, which had already begun to emit a slight stench. I walked closer and saw that the white fleshy ball had no shape, but it should be a whole, but I couldn't see what it looked like.
I hesitated for a moment, then picked up a complete clay pot and shook it. The inside rattled, and I looked at the seal. It was made of clay pottery upside down on the mouth of the altar, and then sealed with lime and other substances. No wonder that after so many years, The ** can also be maintained.
I opened the seal of the clay pot with a dagger, and found that there was actually a clay pot sealed with stone cakes inside. I did the same and took off the stone cake again with a dagger. I saw most of the altar, exuding a strange smell.
Say it is fragrant, spicy and a little pungent, say it smells bad, and it has a sweetness when it enters the nose.
At this moment, Zhang Ling shouted from the side: "Chen An, come and take a look."
I immediately put down the jar and walked towards Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling pointed to a piece of wooden stake on the ground and said: "I see it, this sign is the most favorite mark used by explorers in the early last century. When they find something or go to a place where they cannot move on, Will leave such a mark."
I pondered for a moment, and said, "In this way, the man failed to break through the mechanism here more than a hundred years ago, so he had to give up and save for the next time."
Zhang Ling pointed to the other end of the passage and said, "But Sha Kun and the group must have passed by. I saw the fire over there just now, let's go too."
"Don't be busy for now." I said, "Who knows if they will pass, they will restore the organization. It's better to be careful."
Zhang Ling said: "The passage is very narrow, and only one person can pass through. It is difficult to avoid launching organs on both sides or directly in front of this way. The trigger point of the organs usually uses gravity, which is when we step on our feet. The floor is the trigger point."
The floor is entirely made of square stone slabs of about one square meter. This kind of floor structure is indeed the easiest to lay the structure.
I used the walkie-talkie to tell Jia Sidao and the others about what happened to his ears, and asked them to come over immediately, and then asked: "Then how do we test it?"
Zhang Ling thought for a while and said, "I'll try it first, don't follow."
I said: "Then you be careful."
I held my breath and watched Zhang Ling step onto the first floor and saw her feet
The bottom sank slightly, and then quickly withdrew back, only hearing a "ding", an object hit the wall directly opposite the passage, I turned my head and looked at it, it was a blue three-sided nail.
so close! Sure enough, there are organs!
Zhang Ling walked over, looked at the blue prismatic nail, his face changed, and said, "The poisoned nail is the poisoned nail."
I said, "Let me try now."
Zhang Ling said: "There should be no continuity, but you should be careful."
I lightly stepped on the floor with my feet, and then applied pressure on my legs little by little, until all the strength was placed on the legs, then I was sure that there was nothing abnormal.
So, I stepped carefully on the second slab again, and suddenly my body sank, and I lay back, followed by a side roll, and returned to Zhang Ling's side, just listening to the "swish" sound, but Nothing shot out. Looking at the passage again, the cold light on both walls of the narrow passage flashed away.
Zhang Ling sighed: "It's a knife array. This is the first time I have seen a knife array designed by the ancients with my own eyes. This traditional mechanism bury the sharp blade in the wall and use the gaps in the wall as a cover. Once activated, it becomes like a rotating electricity. Saw, the position varies from high to low, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to pass through."
I sighed for a long sigh, and then returned to the passage to observe the specific position of the knife array. I saw five or six sharp sharp knives placed on the knee below, and the height of the knife array was from the thigh to the neck. Ranging, mixed and mixed, it is impossible for ordinary people to overcome.
I calculated a little, as long as I grasped the time, jumped over the first or two rotary knives, and then slipped on the ground to avoid all the knife formations.
The idea was mature and I started to run up, but I ignored the role of three or four slabs, so I just stepped on the third slab, and I felt bad about it.
"Be careful!"
Accompanied by Zhang Ling’s exclamation, I only felt that my foot was empty, my body was unbalanced, and I fell into the pit. The light flashed, and I saw the shining sharp blade in the pit. At the moment of life and death, my disciple stretched out both arms and legs. With a kick, the whole person is firmly stuck between the two stone walls, and at this moment, his body is parallel to the floor, and the tip of his nose has almost touched the tip of the knife.
It turns out that the third and fourth square floors are a stone slab with a width of one meter and a length of two meters. A hole is punched in the middle and an iron rod is inserted. It is a simple trap, whether it is stepped on the third or fourth stone slab. The entire slate was turned over immediately.
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