Chapter 291 [Smash It Open]

That's right. The casting level of iron products in the past thousands of years has not reached the current level, let alone casting this cast iron gate weighing several tons. Standing in the warehouse of the temple, could it be that my judgment was wrong? The temple site was not destroyed thousands of years ago, but was destroyed by a sudden flood hundreds of years ago.

This analysis is correct, because since Belsinger discovered this Buddhist site, he has launched a crazy excavation. However, no relevant text introduction was excavated. Belsinger is not an archaeologist or a geologist, and it is even more impossible to know the most accurate time of the decline of this temple.

Only when you see the degree of decline of the temple, you will think that it is thousands of years. It is possible that this temple is just declining. This is also uncertain a few hundred years ago, because there is no text unearthed, and you don't know what's going on.

But when you see this cast iron gate, when you see the brass lock on the gate that is as big as a coconut, Belsinger knows it. He is even sure that when this temple suffers a catastrophe, it will never exceed 600 years.

It is possible that the time is shorter. With the gold coins from the Mughal period excavated this morning, Bel Singh is more certain. This temple site must be a building from the Mughal period. Of course, the rulers of the Mughal dynasty were the upper class, and all the upper nobles were also followers of the religion.

In the previous generations, the emperors were very strict about religion, and the emperors of the later generations gradually adopted a tolerant attitude towards other religions. However, all the ruling classes were followers of the religion, and Hindus were relegated to the lowest position.

The declining Buddhism was able to survive because it was in this deep mountain forest. When the dynasty adopted a tolerant attitude towards religious issues, it developed and grew. No wonder a set of golden armor was excavated, no wonder it was so luxurious.

At this time, the problem came. This stone warehouse was built so solidly, and there were two gates and a cast iron gate that was locked. What's inside the gate? Is it really a vault? This is also very possible.

Because the entire temple site has not been excavated so far, and no Buddha statues made of gold have been found, which is out of proportion to the extravagance at the time. Where did all those golden Buddha statues go? Wasn't he the first discoverer of this relic? Hundreds of years ago, someone discovered this Buddhist site and excavated it.

They took away all the golden Buddha statues, and I picked up some leftovers to eat. It doesn't seem like that. The entire temple site is flat, and there are no pits or bags excavated, so so many clues are piled up together. It proves that it is possible that the second stone wall of this place with a cast iron gate is very solid, and the warehouse is the location of the vault.

This analysis can be said to be well-founded. Belsinger and the old housekeeper present are both hands that can be fine if they are covered with hair. Just by analyzing it, the two people were so excited that they trembled all over. Looking at this cast iron gate was like seeing a beautiful woman. Their eyes were red and their saliva almost flowed down. What was behind the gate? Was it a mountain of golden statues? Could it be a mountain of gold coins and gold utensils?

With the discovery of this warehouse, why are we still digging in the quagmire formed by the warehouse ruins outside? Wouldn't it be better to open this warehouse directly? There is nothing inside. When the two people reacted, the old housekeeper said excitedly.

"Master, please wait here for a while. I will go to call people. After all, it is still raining outside. Don't catch a cold again."

The old housekeeper was about to turn around and walk out, but was stopped by Belsinger. After thinking for a while, he told the housekeeper. "Old housekeeper, when you call people later, organize elite soldiers and take digging tools. Especially the tools used to deal with the iron gate in the work must be brought together, otherwise we can only break the wall in."

The old housekeeper looked back at the cast iron gate weighing several tons, and said to Belsinger with a smile. "Master, your idea is good, but we don't have metal cutting tools. It seems that we can only break the wall with a sledgehammer! Besides, this metal gate is already rusty. What's the use of it? It's better to break the wall in. What do you think?"

Okay, okay, Belsinger could only reluctantly nod in agreement, and at the same time felt very uncomfortable in his heart. It takes hundreds or thousands of years to form a civilization, but it only takes a few years of war to destroy a civilization. Destruction is always faster than construction. Many ancient civilizations have been destroyed in this way, but I can't do anything about it.

Without tools to cut metal, can you bite it with your teeth? Although this cast iron gate is rusty, it is very strong. It may not be blown open with a grenade, and it can't be broken without metal oxygen cutting. Is it because this metal gate is blocking the front that I can't see what's inside. I can't stand my curiosity, so I can only destroy the wall.

Seeing the old butler walk out in the rain, Belsinger was anxious to turn around in the warehouse, and waited for more than ten minutes. The old butler came to the warehouse with a large number of people. At this time, the human flesh Rossbrook came over with a smile while holding his torn towel and wiping the rain on his head.

"Master is so lucky. I didn't expect to find such a big secret when I came to this warehouse to take shelter from the rain. What is behind the warehouse?"

Belsinger looked at the human mule Brooke expressionlessly, which made Brooke a little scared. Then he smiled and said. "I also want to know what is behind the wall. It may be the hidden vault of the temple, which is full of gold treasures."

"To satisfy the master's curiosity, I can only rely on you! Take the sledgehammer and break a hole in this wall for me, so that we can go in."

The human mule Brooke has no other skills but strength. He hits wherever the master points. His master actually said so. What else can he be polite about? He spitted twice on his palm, and the ten-pound iron hammer handed over by the subordinates behind him came to the second layer of the wall and swung it up to hit it.

With one hammer, the surrounding soil, which was loose and not dug clean, collapsed. The warehouse was filled with smoke and smog. Fortunately, the weight of the soil was not large, and the small amount did not bury the human mule Brook alive. The boy still stood there swinging the sledgehammer, shouting slogans while swinging the sledgehammer.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

But because the top ten was too thick and the stone was too hard, the stone that was smashed down by a hammer was not as big as a fist. Even if it was human Rossbrook, he was full of strength, but he was a human, not an excavator. After smashing dozens of times, he was exhausted and panting, and had to replace the other two people to continue smashing.

No matter how solid the stone is, it is not as hard as steel. Biting it piece by piece with teeth can make a hole for me. On average, one person was replaced every three minutes. After swinging the hammer for more than ten minutes with all my strength, I found a hole as big as a fist, but when I looked inside the hole, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.