After entering the tomb of Emperor Zhenwu, Zi Yang squatted down to put Mo Lao San on the ground. Mo Lao San crawled to the side of the broken statue with arms and legs, and stretched out his hands to touch the statue in and out.
Lao Wang looked at Mo Lao San's serious expression, and slammed his mouth beside him and said, "How about? Is this thing valuable? Can I move it back to the car bead?"
Mo Laosan narrowed his mouth and said, "It's worthless. This is just ordinary white marble, which is sold in the stone market. Let's go, let me go in and take a look."
Lao Wang curled his lips and said, "What you always said is lightness. If you carry you in, there is a seam on which you can climb in! How do you carry it?"
Zi Yang said impatiently: "Don't be long-winded, you go in first, I'll pass him to you outside!"
"It shows that you are clever, let the old man touch a few outside and get addicted, do you really move him in?"
Lao Wang murmured and crawled in from the gap above the Broken Dragon Stone, Zi Yang squatted down, raised Mo Lao San with his arms, and passed in from the entrance of the cave.
Fortunately, Mo Lao San originally had little flesh on his body, and he was skinny and skinny after being hungry by Asgen for more than a month, adding up to only ten catties. Zi Yangnu worked hard and could still handle it.
Lao Wang caught Mo Lao San inside, and the rest of them crawled in one after another.
After entering the tomb, Mo Laosan crawled around on the ground again.
"There are skeletons on the ground..." Pharaoh reminded him kindly.
Mo Lao San grabbed a bone in his hand and just threw it away, as if he didn't care. He continued to climb to the coffin, touched the outer wall with his hand, and then reached into the coffin and touched it.
After sitting on the ground thinking for a while, Mo Laosan climbed up to the broken dragon stone on the wall and touched it up, down, left and right.
Lao Wang quietly said to Zi Yang: "Hey! This guy is blind, and his nose is really good, as if he can smell the Tao, he really knows where it is."
Mo Lao San snorted, "I have been here when you were still fucking decades ago. In the past few decades, I have been thinking about the situation in the tomb a thousand times. Where is there? I don’t have to look at things, but I remember them clearly."
Old Wang grunted unconvincedly: "What is it? If you have the ability, you can get some baby out!"
Mo Lao San ignored him, took out the measuring ruler from his arms, tapped on the wall of the tomb, listening to the sound.
"You two, lift me up." Mo Lao San said quietly.
Since entering the tomb of Emperor Zhenwu, the originally wretched little old man suddenly refreshed, and there was a faint master style in the crawling room, and he even gave orders to Zi Yang and Lao Wang.
Zi Yang and Lao Wang looked at each other, one of them grabbed one of his legs, put the other hand on his waist, and picked him up with a "hey".
"Well, raise it up!" Mo Lao San continued to give orders.
"Don't you say the word'please'?" The old Wang was so angry that he could not wait to throw him on the ground. But expecting him to find the treasure in the tomb, he had to swallow him and lift him up high.
Mo Laosan stroked the wall with his hand, then put his ear on the wall and tapped the stone wall with the sky ruler.
"Now walk around the wall, go slower!"
Zi Yang and Lao Wang had to hobble slowly around the wall, circled around and returned to the Broken Dragon Stone. Old Mo touched the wall and said nothing.
Lao Wang finally couldn't help it, "Is there anything to discover? Are you entertaining Laozi?"
"Go to the next tomb!" Mo Lao San said concisely.
"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to take you over?" Zi Yang said, looking at Lao Wang.
Old Wang glanced at him bitterly, and crawled in with his ass pouting.
Zi Yang squatted down and grabbed Mo Lao San with both hands, and shouted: "Get up!"
Efforts to lift Mo Lao San to the gap of the Broken Dragon Stone, shouted again: "Next!"
Pushing hard with both hands, the old Wang snorted inside and yelled: "You can't step on a horse lightly? He is not a watermelon. What if he falls to the ground and kills him?"
Everyone turned over from the gap.
Because of the remains of the zombies in this second tomb, everyone did not let Mo Laosan crawl around on the ground, but told him that the construction pattern here was exactly the same as the previous one, the floor area, the number of marbles, and even the sarcophagus. The size and location are the same.
Mo Lao San asked, "Is the next tomb the same as this one?"
Lao Wang said: "Yes, it's the same. If you find anything, just say it quickly. If you don't find it, let's go back. There is no need to run for nothing."
Mo Laosan nodded: "Okay, go to the next one!"
Lao Wang was so angry that he was so angry: "I tell you, I moved you around for a long time and my hands are sore. If you don't find anything, I will stop doing it!"
In the third tomb, Mo Lao San repeated his old tricks, allowing Zi Yang and Lao Wang to carry him around in the tomb. After a while, he said crisply:
"Okay, go to the next one!"
Mo Lao San is now the leader of the uncompromising team, and under his command, everyone has crossed several tombs one after another.
All the tombs are almost exactly the same.
A narrow corridor, at the end of the corridor is an empty tomb, marble floor, octagonal walls, round vaults, empty sarcophagus, and a broken dragon stone on the wall.
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"This, how many is this?" Zi Yang wiped the sweat from his head and said.
"There are a hundred tramplings and horses, right?" Old Wang bent over and panted like a dog.
Every time Mo Lao San passed through a tomb, he instructed two silly boys to lift himself up and walk around, and adjust the height and posture up and down, left and right, touching and knocking on the wall, and finally he was still crawling on the ground.
Zi Yang held him up for a long time, his hands were sore, and his legs began to tremble.
Pharaoh's situation is not much better.
If there is no hope, the working people will go on strike.
"This is the sixth one." Su Rui said softly.
Seeing that Lao Wang and Zi Yang were as tired as a dog, she felt a little sad. No way, they didn't have someone to change hands. Now A Chong is seriously injured on his hand, and the labor force is extremely scarce. Only these two difficult brothers are capable of hard work.
She was a big girl, and it was not convenient to walk around with Mo Lao San.
"It's an evil door! Why does this place never seem to end? Or let's go back!" Old Wang said while looking at the broken dragon stone that had been blasted into the wall.
Another passage appeared on the wall of the sixth tomb.
Zi Yang looked at the tunnel behind the broken dragon stone and said, "Su Rui, how long can our gas mask last?"
Everyone was shocked!
Upon reminding Ziyang, everyone suddenly realized that it had been several hours since the grave, and the weather could not be felt in the closed tomb. It should be early in the morning outside.
Su Rui groaned and said, "The theoretical time effect of the gas mask we use should be about ten hours, but the length of use depends mainly on the concentration and composition of the poisonous gas in the tomb."
"There is not much time left for us." Su Rui looked at Mo Lao San and said softly.
Lao Wang yelled sharply: "Mo Lao San! If you have something to say, just let it go! If you lose your appetite, Lao Tzu won't serve you anymore. He said, "Have you found out after you have been tinkering for a long time?"
"No." Mo Lao San answered honestly.
"Damn! Lao Li, let's go and go back!" Lao Wang finally quit.
Zi Yang sighed, looked at Su Rui and A Chong, Su Rui nodded, and everyone was ready to go back.
The gas mask would fail at any time, and if they walked aimlessly, they would probably not be able to get out of this weird Zhenwu Emperor's tomb.
"Wait a minute." Mo Lao San suddenly said:
"Have you found many scratches of different depths and lengths on the walls and the ground?"
Su Rui lowered his head and said intently: "I have noticed before. At first, I suspected it was some kind of symbol or text, but after a closer look, it didn't look like it. These stripes are disorderly and arranged without any regularity. I think this may be processing or Traces of abrasion during transportation."
Zi Yang hit the light on the ground, got down and looked for it carefully. Sure enough, many stripes of different lengths appeared on a piece of marble. These grooves were very shallow and thin. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to find anything unusual.
"I think the secret of the tomb of Emperor Zhenwu lies in these stripes!" Mo Laosan said confidently.
Zi Yang looked at Su Rui and said to him: "Uncle Mo, Su Rui is an expert in the study of words and symbols. She said that these things are irregular or irregular. You always worry too much."
"No, no, the existence of these scratches is not accidental. They definitely make sense here."
"Makes sense? It makes no sense for Lao Tzu to stay here, let's go!" Lao Wang shouted.
Mo Lao San said firmly: "Maybe, the key to unlocking the secret lies in the next tomb!"
Zi Yang was startled, hesitated to look at the other people, sighed and said, "Well, we will believe you again, if there is nothing to be found in the next tomb, let's return-I'm already a little breathless. ."
"Okay, let's go ahead and talk about it!" There is also a mystery in Mo Lao San's words.
I mean to check it out first, but I will come back without saying.
Everyone drew gourds in the same way, turned over the broken dragon stone, passed through the corridor, and walked into the seventh tomb.
The light shines in the tomb, the marble floor, the octagonal walls, the circular vault, the empty sarcophagus, the wall—wait a minute, why is the broken dragon stone on the wall gone
In disbelief, Zi Yang swept the wall several times with the light.
All eight walls are bare, this tomb is closed, and they have gone to the end!