We are still standing still, with the help of Gongye Pearl's brilliance, we saw a gray cloud of sand in the depths of the tomb, flew out from the inside, and rushed on top of our heads... There was a loud buzzing noise, and our ears shook. Zhengyang didn't rush, took off his robe, swept it into the air, and puffed down a black guy. "Oh, it's a wasp!" A wasp rushed at me, caught off guard, stinged on my arm, immediately red and swollen, and tears flowed from the pain. I hugged my head and fell to the ground, covering my whole body with a coat.
Zhengyang threw the robe out, grabbing the arm and pinching it just to the place of the bee, the sour and painful I yelled out. He didn't care too much, grabbed a wooden board, turned it over on the spot, hid in a cave, and blocked the board. Just listening, the bee swarm seems to be crazy, constantly rushing...
A few wasps that broke in by chance were also strangled to death by Zhengyang's two fingers, and fell in front of my eyes. I picked them up and took a closer look: the wasps were five centimeters long, and the whole body was like a sapphire, and the wings were orange and red in the light. The lower part glows faintly, which is clearly the "desert spider bee", the only species in the wasp world that feeds on tarantulas.
The desert spider wasp is very toxic. It stuns the tarantula and lays eggs in its body. The young bees continue to grow and consume the living spiders completely. As the old saying goes, "the son of the moth", the ancients believed that the moth was male and not female, could not produce sex, and had no offspring, so the moth was captured and fed as a righteous son. In fact, this is to catch the moth flies to feed their young. It is believed that the ancients lived in the desert, and they might have made up the idiom "the spider and bee have no children, but the wolf spider does it."
The pain made my forehead cold and sweaty, and my arms continued to swell and swell until they turned purple. I clenched the crown of my teeth and shook my body. Zhengyang took off his coat and blocked the gap. Then he turned and looked at me, with the help of light. His face turned pale in an instant, and he seemed to be determined to say "Can you bear it?" I was almost dizzy in pain. "I can't help it!"
"If you drag it on, you will die. You are my friend!"
Indeed, I think this person Zhengyang is arrogant and cold, and he can say this sentence from such a person. I asked "Do you have a way?"
"Scraping bones to cure poison!"
When I heard this, I was shocked and fainted, my scalp tightened, and I thought, "I'm afraid I will die before I finish scraping the poison!" Looking at Zhengyang's seriousness, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
The Schmidt Bite Pain Index" is a ruthless man of Justin Schmidt in the United States who personally bites one hundred and fifty kinds of insects. He divides the pain of insects into four grades. Fire ants belong to the first class, and bumblebees belong to In the second level, the wasp pain reached the fourth level, Schmidt commented: it is not only pain, but also painful. It feels like splashing a beaker of hydrochloric acid on the skin wound.
Corresponding to the pain level is 10 to 11, just like the severe pain of a finger being cut! Thinking of this, I am happy. Scraping the bones to cure poison is quite painful at level 9 in the end. Lao Tzu attacks the pain with pain, and at most it is a level 1 mosquito bite. The sale is worthwhile. Zhengyang glanced at me and was taken aback. Later I learned that he thought it was painful enough to produce hallucinations.
Zhengyang took out a five-thunder talisman from my bag, pinched the Jue with both hands, and the talisman was stunned. He drew out the mysterious iron dagger and pierced it on the fire. He took off half of my sleeves and Zhengyang took a piece of rag: "Bite!" I refused, took out "Maoshan Secrets", and read it carefully. Zhengyang looked straight and nodded. To be honest, I was just pretending to be.
"I'll get the knife when I count to three!"
When I heard this, my nerves focused on the number of three. Just listening to Zhengyang chanting "one, two..." the two words were still not there. At first, I felt the mosquito bite. After more than ten seconds, a sharp pain came. I almost fainted, and heard a humming sound in my ears, not to mention the sound of daggers rubbing against hand bones. A stream of blood ran down my arm, slid across my fingertips and dripped onto the ground.
My teeth creaked, and I sincerely admire Guan Yunchang, an ordinary god. Laozi was so painful that his mind was blank, and he stared at Maoshan's secret key. One sentence became seven or eight, and the other hand plunged into the ground to buckle out a big hole. I was soaked in sweat, as if I was fished out of the water.
"Okay! Kid, not bad!"
Zhengyang never praises people face to face, he can get his good words, that is something to be proud of. After I heard this, my eyes went dark and I fainted. I don't know how long I woke up. I obviously felt that the wound was healed, and it was covered by a piece of gauze, and it was slightly cold inside. For about an hour, the arms can move freely.
"You know the habits of this desert spider and wasp, don't you think it's abnormal?"
"This kind of wasp does not attack humans easily unless it is frightened or the nest is attacked!"
"You only said a little bit, think about it again!"
I replayed it countless times in my mind and shook my head "I don't know!"
"Oh! You are the only descendant of the Xia family, how can you not worry about it? This is just a small ordeal. How will you deal with major events in the future? Do you know that your burden is very heavy. You are better than others? Work hard a hundred times... Do you know what direction bees rely on?"
I don't know why Zhengyang is so mother-in-law all of a sudden, and his words are full of caring. After he mentioned this point, I seemed to realize that something was wrong...
There are magnetic fields of different strengths everywhere in the universe, ranging from atoms, proto-nuclei and elementary particles to the earth, sun and other celestial bodies. Life on the earth depends on and must adapt to the earth's magnetic field, just like people adapt to factors such as light, temperature, and air pressure. The geomagnetic field has a direct effect on the orientation of bees. They can detect tiny fluctuations in the earth's magnetic field that only a sensitive magnetometer can distinguish.
Does it mean that the magnetic field here has changed, causing the wasps to go crazy and attack other animals and humans frantically? Is it understandable that we opened the grave to destroy the harmony of Yin and Yang, causing the wasp to fail to sense the normal magnetic field and run away? I will understand what Zhengyang said, and he nodded with satisfaction.
"The wasp is gone!"
I was stunned, and all the things that had been hanging from the sky were gone. How did Zhengyang do it? I was about to speak, Zhengyang shook his head, kicked the board away, and walked into the tomb.
The head of Di Tingxiang fell here, smashing Hu Fengfeng out of a big hole. The beehive was the size of a round table with ten people, and its hardness was no worse than that of rammed earth. In the hole that was smashed out, there were several wasps like ants on a hot pot, and they could no longer find the north. There was a sand lizard and rat carcass on the ground.
"Slow down! Look at the ground..."
I looked carefully on the ground, and saw a black wasp corpse, densely packed, making people get goose bumps all over. I didn't dare to set foot, Zhengyang didn't care at all. He stepped on the wasp and left a few footprints. I followed his footprints and walked carefully.
There are traces of bullets embedded in the corridor arched by bluestone in front. A big hole was blasted into the King Kong Gate. Judging from the damage marks, it was obvious that someone had just entered it not long ago.
We walked through the corridor and passed a small trail that went down slowly. After walking for about three or four minutes, we suddenly opened our eyes, and a classical palace-style building appeared in front of us.
Xiangdian is the main part of the entire mausoleum building, the largest scale. After entering, the first thing you see is the huge stone pier pillars used to support the sealing of the earth, about five meters each, six on the left and the right. The number of these pillars is exquisite. There are eight princes and six ministers. The rich can only stand directly on the tomb wall. Such a large stone pillar must be transported at least dozens of miles away. How did it achieve it with ancient productivity
Perhaps it is what we think is the most unachievable. It is transported from the place of production little by little through animal power such as camels.
In the darkness in the middle of the column, there were several bronze figures similar to Changxin palace lanterns. After the flame was extinguished for a long time, the water stored in it had already evaporated. I took out the lighter and prepared to light the lamp for a try, but Zhengyang stopped it in time. He believed that the light would change the flow of the aura, affect the balance of the tomb, and cause unnecessary trouble.
It was terribly quiet here, and occasionally heard a few slight vespa flapping wings, but this kind of scene made me even more frightened. The more afraid you are, the more chill you feel behind you. Could it be a ghost? I was shocked. But I didn't dare to look back. I scanned the surroundings of Xiangdian, six beams and six pillars supported the bluestone on the top, but there was no gap.
Suddenly Zhengyang jumped up and pushed me aside, only to hear a swish, a black shadow hit the ground. "Fucking, at this moment flying crossbow..." I didn't expect that the Western Regions also learned the mechanism!
"This is not a mechanism, take a closer look!" I heard Zhengyang say this, and hurriedly walked in front of the thing. Sure enough, it was a false alarm. That climbing stick was incredible. I almost got stuck with a climbing stick. Suddenly, my eyes were startled, and I looked at the stick carefully. Isn't this Dong Tong's thing
Knowing that it was Dong Tong’s stuff, on the contrary, gave us a lot of comfort. At least they lived in the tomb and were not attacked. Our general direction cannot be wrong.
There is a jade pagoda in the middle of Xiangdian, which is a typical Tianzhu style. The pagoda is not very tall and has about seven levels. According to the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Wish Sutra", the Buddhists believe that the seven-story pagoda is used to enshrine a large Buddha statue that is about a hundred meters high. The construction of such a large Buddha for offerings is great. As the saying goes, "Save one's life and win the seventh-level Buddha statue" also speaks of this truth.
The pagoda is enshrined on a lotus pedestal, and the bottom is engraved with the scene of the Buddha's passing away. Three thousand disciples in all directions, leaning together around the Buddha, the Buddha's eyes are slightly closed, the arms are bent, and they face the west. Needless to say, this is a real body stupa of Buddha. At that time, King Ashoka built 84,000 pagodas, and there are eight in the Western Regions. This must be one of the Buddha's real body stupa.
Just thinking about it, Zhengyang on one side called me: "Hurry and look at this place."
We turned our heads and found that Zhengyang had climbed behind Congxiangdian, took out a bag, and carefully took out something from it. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)