"All this is just your guess." The young man who had been listening silently said.
I heard the old man call him Young Master Tang or something, this young man has been very silent.
"Your guess may not come true. We will waste a lot of time when that happens. Su Mu is already ahead of us." Young Master Tang said.
Mr. Gu ignored him, but looked at me with a smile: "Little brother, it's really hard work, continue to lead the way."
Young Master Tang was ignored, and did not show any dissatisfaction, but silently followed the back of the team.
I raised my flashlight and walked forward slowly.
But I have been thinking about what Mr. Gu said, and what kind of people from the Shao tribe mentioned, I have never heard of it, but Gao Xia and Su Mu ran all the way for this reason, and they may still be with Mr. Gu’s group of people. In a hurry.
Gao Xia said that there is a company that has been competing with their company, so that no credible photographers can be found in the company. Finally, I was attracted by Gu Nanshan.
I think it’s good if I’m a businessman, as long as I’m not a tomb thief, the possibility of killing me is less.
The surroundings began to gradually become more and more regular, and the paved slabs also began to become very neat square slabs, which meant that they had begun to approach the depths.
The sound of footsteps floated faintly in this dusty space for many years, and the air was filled with the breath of ancient dust. I wondered if there would be any mechanism, such as accidentally stepping on a switch, and then a huge rock smashed our way of retreat.
Seeing me cautiously, the old man sneered, "You can leave without worry. Judging from the level of stone carvings and wall carvings, the production technology level of the Xiao people is very backward, and they can't build any institutions."
I ignored him, and I said in my heart that why didn't you go ahead.
The five people walked for a long time, and I almost felt that this cave was not endless, but something like a ghost hitting a wall. Just when I was about to ask them for a drink, an open space was slowly lit by the flashlight. The end appears.
I slowed down and wanted to wait for Mr. Gu and the others to go in together, but Mr. Gu smiled and shook the flashlight, "Little brother, go in first."
Looking so majestic, the result is a grinning tiger. If the Jing people can have a rockfall mechanism that seals the escape route, I walk in front to trigger the mechanism, and the boulder that seals the escape route falls from behind me, just like smashing a cockroach, and then smashing them to death, that would be great.
Of course, I can only think about it. I carefully stepped into the dusty space for many years.
After walking a few steps, Mr. Gu and the others followed.
A group of people raised their flashlights and shook their heads around, and the darkness around them couldn't light up their heads. It can be seen that this is a huge space dug out by the Jing people in the mountain. The ground is still covered with solid stone slabs, and the sound of walking on it goes very far.
"There is a tribute lantern here." The big man said suddenly.
I looked over, and there was a kneeling stone lamp in the shape of a human being on the spot where the big man's flashlight was shining.
"This is a kneeling stone lamp for a prisoner of war in the Northern Song Dynasty. Look at his feet. This is the configuration of the army in the Northern Song Dynasty." The old man did not forget to use his professionalism on the sidelines.
"Go and try it." Mr. Gu said to me.
Why am I, well, I am a captive.
"I don't have a source of fire." I said.
"Here!" The big man threw me a lighter from a distance. I didn't catch it. When I lowered my head to pick it up, my nails accidentally scratched on the ground. A kind of black dirt embedded in my nails. No one has delayed for a hundred years.
I walked slowly to the stone lamp, and when I got closer, I found that the kneeling slave's stone carver was very rough, and his stiff face looked strange. This tribute lamp is very high. I stood on my tiptoe and reached out to touch the lamp plate above. I could feel the solidified grease inside.
I found a section of the wick, rubbed the ash on it, and used a lighter to pick it up. I leaned there for a long time. I thought it was because the wick had failed. As a result, the wick lit up a blue flame .
I stepped back a few steps, the flames grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned from faint blue to bright yellow, burning fiercely. (End of this chapter)