Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

"Quit? No way!"

"I've already overcome eighty of the eighty-one difficulties, and only the last one is left. How can I back out?"

"Uncle Tuo, open your eyes and take a good look. Such a gorgeous coffin, how much gold, silver and treasures must be filled in it!"

Meng Jingye was so anxious that he jumped up and down, and even slapped the coffin chamber hard.

Bang bang!

The coffin chamber made a dull sound when it was slapped.

Then came waves of echoes.

Meng Jingye's greed could no longer be restrained.

The gorgeous coffin chamber made his eyes shine, and he even forgot about the more than ten evil people in the Meng family.

He just wanted to open the coffin and take away the treasure inside.

Meng Jianshe nodded repeatedly: "Yes! We won't leave."

"If you want to leave, go ahead. Everything inside will belong to us!"

The father and son of the Meng family each picked up tools and prepared to open the coffin to take out the treasure.

Cui Hao was extremely nervous.

Although he loves money, he knows how to make decisions at critical moments.

The candle went out twice after being lit. There was something strange going on.

"Brother, shall we go... or not?"

I am also confused.

The first purpose of going into the tomb is to find something that can lift Professor Zhang's curse.

The second plan was to steal some treasures and exchange them for money to send grandpa to Hong Kong Island for medical treatment.

If we go back empty-handed, we will fail to achieve both goals.

"Master Camel, what do you think?"

I asked Grandpa Tuo to see what his plans were.

Uncle Tuo’s brows were twisted into a knot.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak as if he had made a decision, but he heard a loud bang.

Meng Jingye took an axe and hit the coffin chamber hard.

The gorgeous lacquer surface collapsed.

A deep hole was smashed in the coffin chamber.

"The babies are all mine!"

"Son, come together!"

Meng Jianshe also raised his axe.

The father and son worked together, hacking at the coffin chamber frantically.

Bang bang!

Every time the axe struck the coffin chamber, it made a loud noise.

These sounds set off a series of echoes.

The echoes intertwined and reverberated in the tomb, making a buzzing vibration.

The echo is really vibrating!

I felt like my chest was vibrating with the sound waves, and my mood became irritable.

Twisting the body to adjust position or even changing posture cannot avoid the vibration caused by sound waves.

Although I have little experience in tomb robbing, I think the echo is too strange.

"Master Camel, there's something wrong with this echo."

"I felt my chest resonate with my voice, my blood boiling, and I felt an inexplicable sense of irritability."

Uncle Tuo covered his chest with his hands and looked grim.

The vibration caused by the echo made him uncomfortable.

"I feel bad too!"

"I've been robbing tombs for decades and have visited hundreds of tombs, but I've never seen anything this weird."

Even Tuoye, who was experienced in tomb robbing, had never seen such strange echoes and vibrations in a tomb.

"Normally, there's no echo in a tomb."

"Even in the grand mausoleums of emperors, echoes are rare, let alone the kind that shake people to the point of discomfort."

Tuoye didn’t get an answer.

I racked my brains to recall what I had learned.

It’s just that Professor Zhang is a professor of history and doesn’t have much knowledge of science, so he never taught me acoustics.

The reason why we know about phosphine is that it is related to archaeology.

Professor Zhang heard some things from hearsay and told me about it.

"elder brother……"

Cui Hao pulled me hard.

Then he pointed with shaking hands at the wooden box not far away.

The wooden boxes were shaking.

And it vibrates at the same frequency!

Was there an earthquake?

Otherwise, why would the entire tomb be shaking?

But I quickly rejected this idea.

Because the lids of those wooden boxes were opened due to the vibration.

Dang rang rang.

Lids kept falling to the ground.

Soon after, skeletons emerged from the box.

It really floated out!

Slowly, it floated up bit by bit.

First, the raised skull.

Next is the sternum twisted into a strange shape.

The sternum was twisted into a shape that looked like the spine was broken first and then the body was folded backwards.

A pair of arm bones are bent into the shape of wings.

At the bottom are the leg bones twisted into an S shape.

These corpses were not only tortured before death, but were also arranged to resemble birds.

What a bad taste this tomb owner has.

Why were human sacrifices arranged to look like birds?

Of course, I was so scared at that time that my mind went blank and I didn’t have time to think about these things.

I just felt a chill coming from my heels.

A chill rushed into my brain and froze it.

Pfft!

Cui Hao sat on the ground in fear.

He held my right foot tightly with both hands and buried his head behind my legs. His body twitched and he sobbed, "Brother, are we going to die here?"

"I, I'm not afraid at all."

"I can die with you. No one will dare to bully me on the road to the underworld... wooooo!"

His tears soaked my pants.

But I felt a chill in my head, and I lost the ability to think, let alone the energy to comfort him.

Uncle Tuo is quite calm.

He raised the black donkey hoof with his left hand, held the glutinous rice grains tightly with his right hand, and did a one-handed sky-lifting pose.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

"Hold on, these could be hallucinations!"

The word "hallucination" reminded me.

Could it be that inhaling too much phosphine caused nerve damage and hallucinations?

If that were the case, the Meng family father and son should also have hallucinations.

I turned my head and looked at them.

The father and son of the Meng family were panting like cows, their eyes red as they swung their axes and chopped.

But they no longer chopped at the coffin.

But it is the base under the coffin.

Not only did they not realize that they had cut in the wrong place, but they also started talking nonsense.

"Son, come on! I've already cut through the coffin!"

"Hahaha! There's gold!"

"So much gold! Let's get rich! Let's get rich!"

They were hallucinating too.

I looked at the coffin again.

There are six or seven chopping marks on it.

But it is still a long way from breaking open the coffin.

It seemed that not long after they started, they fell into an illusion and began to chop at the base.

The base had a large dent in it, with wood chips flying everywhere from the chopping.

and many more!

I seemed to see something out of the corner of my eye.

I returned my gaze to the coffin and looked at it carefully.

What we see are still scenes of human sacrifice.

But the content is very different from what you just saw.

The captives used as human sacrifices had their spines broken, their bodies pulled backward by their heads, and their arms twisted into wings...

The human sacrifice was finally arranged into the shape of a bird and placed on the altar.

The nobles, dressed in gorgeous clothes, respectfully welcomed the black ball to enjoy the offerings.

I was stunned.

I’m sure I’ve never seen this pattern before!

Is this also an illusion?!

The human sacrifice in the pattern was twisted into the shape of an animal, exactly the same as the bones.

How could the hallucination be so coherent?

Wow!

The floating bones trembled violently, and then fell to the ground.

Bones were scattered all over the ground, but what was even more terrifying was that snake heads as big as washbasins emerged from the wooden boxes.

Hiss!

Each snake was hissing and sticking out its tongue.

Countless roars merged into one sound, which was then transmitted by the echo into countless whimpering cries.

Hiss, woosh!

The sound of snakes and crying are intertwined, like weeping and complaining, extremely sad!

My scalp was tingling and I felt like my brain was going to explode.

The crying sound of the girl I heard before was actually the echo of the snake's cry!

But how could such a big snake be hidden in those wooden boxes!

"Brother, let's run!"