Chapter 151
"What are you doing!"
I said.
Mu Zi didn't rush to answer me. He kicked it and the bulge in the middle of the thorn ball cracked. Silvery white stuff flowed out of it, and there was an unpleasant smell.
It was like... the smell of gunpowder.
Sulfur!
And mercury.
"Pinch your nose." Mu Zi reminded me that if these two smells were mixed in the human body, it would either be dead or disabled.
The silvery white liquid continued to fill the gaps in the bricks of the corridor, and the sulfur slowly floated in the corridor.
"What should we do now?"
I asked.
"Climb over!"
Mu Zi stared at the front.
The end of the corridor was only ten meters away from us.
"Zizizizi!"
The thorn ball was corroded, and the liquid actually sprayed out from the back. Suddenly, the whole ball was emitting white smoke. The smoke was mixed with the smell of sulfur, which was really disgusting.
"Hurry!"
Seeing that my head was a little groggy, Mu Zi hurried to wake me up.
I felt dizzy and had stars in my eyes. I was almost dragged to crawl forward, but the bricks in the corridor behind me seemed to be inlaid with a silver-white dead line, which was particularly dazzling.
"There is no door, how to get in?"
It seemed to be a dead end in front.
But there was no trace of any door crack.
"Golden and silver line!"
Mu Zi stared at the gaps between the bricks on the ground where mercury flowed, like a dense silver grid.
"The answer is here."
Mu Zi seemed to be thinking about something.
I really couldn't see any difference.
"Look, the silver-white grid, they are different." Mu Zi explained.
"How do you know?"
I stared at her in surprise.
But I have guessed it almost right.
She might have been a tomb robber.
Of course, she is different from those of us who read books. They are half-doers. We are just talking about it on paper. If we really encounter something, we can only wait for death.
In the early years, the professor told us that those mechanisms were densely distributed in the tomb or some secret rooms. After thousands of years, they were almost useless, so there was no need to worry.
Those plots in TV were all fake, how could they be so mysterious?
But now, I feel that there are really such life-threatening mechanisms. I am really too young!
"What are you thinking? Pull down the oil lamp on the wall."
Mu Zi stared at the silver-white grid and stretched out his hand to tell me.
"Okay!"
I carefully stuck to the wall and reached out to pull it, but these oil lamps were really strong.
I almost took it out with a dagger.
"Here."
After she took it, fish oil dripped all over the floor, and then she used fire to look at the silver grid below.
"Zizizizi!"
The fish oil evaporated instantly as soon as it fell on the ground.
"It's so corrosive."
Mu Zi frowned and stared around, "It seems that there are unusual things in this secret room."
"Will there be zongzi?"
I added a sentence.
She glared at me and said, "Nothing."
Suddenly, under the light of the fish oil lamp with a silver-white grid, a very strange symbol appeared on the right wall, like an irregular combination of things.
It looked very chaotic.
"Remember the position of the half-moon symbol above."
Mu Zi reminded me.
But in an instant, the fish oil lamps went out, and the oil ran out.
"I..."
Mu Zi asked me where that position was, and I couldn't find it after thinking for a long time.
I had no choice but to spread my hands helplessly. Mu Zi fumbled for a long time, made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and hit a certain position on the wall with a palm, and then jumped forward suddenly.
"Boom!"
A door opened.
"Awesome!"
I was amazed.
"Go in."
Mu Zi was slightly relieved.
It should be a ventilated secret room inside, because once the door was opened, there was no heavy smell of mold and dust.
It was a stone room of 20 square meters.
It was all sealed and not breathable at all, which was a little different from what I imagined.
There were some messy stone statues in the stone chamber, and some seemed unfinished. It was obviously a secret room where some craftsmen worked.
Those stone statues included Buddha statues, soldier statues and even some daily utensils.
And in that pile of messy stones, there was a door.
After we pushed it open, we were surprised to see what was inside.
There was actually a coffin inside.
Stone coffin!
And the stone coffin was beautifully carved, surrounded by some stone servants as burial objects. Looking at the weapons hanging on the wall, we should know that the owner of the coffin was a general who wielded swords and guns.
In the middle, there were rows of people sitting on the ground who seemed to be listening to a book.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the stone statue in front of the stone coffin.
"A monk?"
Mu Zi suddenly discovered that the person who seemed to be telling a story was a bald man with beads.
And below were all his believers.
These people were not monks.
There were piles of books on the monk's desk, but they were almost covered by dust.
What is even more amazing is that although the space is small, the murals around it are beautifully preserved. Whether it is the painting skills, colors, or even lines, they can be compared with the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
This shows the high technical level of the craftsmen at that time.
"That's not right!"
Suddenly Mu Zi said to me in surprise.
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