Without the jade pendant, Qin Cheng is no different from ordinary people, he can't see ghosts, and he can't know the hidden dangers.
From the open space in front of the passage from the ditch to the gate of the underground palace, following the route that he walked through yesterday, Qin Cheng hunched his waist and raised his flashlight to search the ground little by little.
Yesterday, a few of them just arrived here. The deeper underground palace has not been set foot in. He threw down the old Taoist priest in this area. The jade pendant is probably lost in this position, but the blue and white slate is paved. The ground is smooth and flat, except for the mud left by the team members who came in together a few days ago, the rest of the Qin Cheng has not been found.
The jade pendant is not here, where else could it be
If this jade pendant is really lost in this mausoleum, the tomb owner of the mausoleum... that person will take it, after all, it is probably his personal belongings.
In fact, in the final analysis, there is still no definite answer to who the jade pendant belongs to and who owns it.
Then if that person is not called Su Jingmo, what does the word 'mo' on the gate of the underground palace stand for? and also…
And that gold cup with only one wedge, what is the 'clear' on the cup? Is it really the belongings of the tomb owner's loved one
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng couldn't help but move forward. The wooden ladder used to climb over the wall that day was still in the same position and did not move.
After thinking for a while, Qin Cheng climbed over the wall again and entered the mausoleum that made him unable to sleep peacefully for several nights.
It was still the same amazingly beautiful relief. I couldn't observe it carefully that day. When I looked at it today, Tan Cheng noticed that the stone carvings in front of the underground palace were actually similar to the painted patterns inside the tomb that day.
Exquisite and lifelike mountains and rivers and hideous beasts are carved on both sides. It seems that the whole world has been painted, but the sky is missing...
No... there is sky! Tan Cheng suddenly raised his head and hit the light of the flashlight on the top of the tomb passage. That day, he couldn't remember what the strange and eerie graphic lines represented. It seemed familiar, indeed deja vu!
There was such a pattern in an ancient book he had read!
If you look closely, you can find that although the top pattern looks messy, it can be divided into four squares.
"The four elephants, the four beasts, the four dimensions, and the four gods and the twenty-eight constellations are connected by a single line of different beasts." Tan Cheng silently recited a sentence from the book and sighed: "This is no sky, this is the whole sky. Draw it!"
Almost obsessively looking up at the relief, the ancients worshipped the sky, and the painting of celestial phenomena could not be drawn for no reason. Tan Cheng guessed that the celestial phenomena might be the birthday of the tomb owner or the auspicious day when some major event happened. Only such a celestial phenomenon can be depicted in the emperor's tomb to accompany him to his death.
It is a pity that Qin Cheng did not understand astronomy, nor did he understand ancient astronomy, so he could not rely on such a picture to guess the year.
He sighed softly, "It's a pity..."
Qin Cheng took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. The light of the flashlight was very weak, and his eyes couldn't stand it when he kept looking at it. If you want to take a good look at the surrounding stone walls, observe whether there is anything recorded, or where the year is written, just relying on a flashlight is not enough...
After thinking for a while, Qin Cheng put down the tool bag he brought, and found two old-fashioned power strips from the bag. I took scissors and cut out one of the power strips.
The electric wires pulled by the digging trench were only moved to the middle of the trench, and the electric wires were used up. They were in a hurry to get in and escape. They didn't install any lights for lighting at all. Meters, two power strips, twenty meters... should be enough.
Wiring and installing the incandescent lamp is a simple task, but in a quarter of an hour, Tan Cheng has it done. The lighting lamp has not been switched on and off. They have to wait for the work to end when the power is turned off, and directly pull down the wooden pole outside the ditch. electric switch.
A total of 20 meters of wires can be extended to the top of the wall and the empty tomb outside the underground palace.
In the empty tomb, only Tan Cheng had a flashlight between his shoulders and neck. He fixed the wires with the light, and the pliers temporarily acted as hammers to knock the nails into the gaps of the slate. sound.
a nail...
Two nails...
"Boom boom boom-"
When I hit the third nail, I noticed something wrong with Qin Cheng, and stopped...
There was no sound of iron pliers hitting iron nails, and the entire tomb was so silent that no sound could be heard.
Did you hear it wrong just now
Tan Cheng listened carefully with some doubts, but there was still no sound. He tapped the iron nail tentatively again. When the iron nail was struck, it should have made a slender and sharp sound, not a dull sound like "dong dong dong". sound.
And when he struck the nails, the long and thin sound was accompanied by a dull sound like a heavy object hitting the ground...
And the voice seemed to sound beside him.
Heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't see it, but it didn't mean he didn't know what might be beside him. He had witnessed those ghosts and heavy objects hitting Zhang Qishuo's head with his own eyes, and Qin Cheng's hands could not help shaking.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Cheng abruptly went to the ditch to escape, but the moment he took the first step, something unknown grabbed his throat!
"Well!"
The icy object grabbed his throat and dragged him backward, and Qin Cheng, in pain of suffocation, had to retreat together.
Until the back hit the cold stone wall of the tomb, there was no way to retreat.
Qin Cheng's complexion turned from pale to ashen, and Su Jingmo saw everything in his eyes; it stands to reason that this person should have died, even if the ghost didn't kill him, he Su Jingmo would also end this person. , so watching him die, he is still at ease, and he doesn't have to bury his hands
But for some reason, looking at Xiao Xiao, who was about to die after stealing his pendant, he suddenly stopped shooting and cut off the ghost's hand with one sword.
"The person I want to kill has never let him die in the hands of others."
Jiang Bo didn't die for a long time. He was still a living soul. He wasn't affected by this ancient tomb to the point of losing his mind completely. When part of his soul body was suddenly cut off, he still knew that he should run away.
The resentful ghost fled, Su Jingmo didn't even bother to look at it, and glanced down at Qin Cheng, who was kneeling in front of him due to suffocation.
Last time, the sword in his hand should have taken this person's life, but in the end it only left a shallow scar on this person's neck. I think he was also able to steal his life with this jade pendant, then...
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the peach blossom eyes that were originally smiling were full of smiles at this moment, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the person in front of him.
"Then, nothing can save you this time."
As soon as the voice fell, the sword in his hand was already swung down...