This is the first time I have experienced the mood of a small animal that has been raised.

I believe that as long as I follow what Shang Qingyun said and point the black and white magma three times, even if I am in the underworld, Shang Qingyun can definitely come to save me three feet.

But after thinking about it carefully, I always rely on others along the way, whether it is Shang Qingyun, Liu Sa, or even Erpang, becoming much more reliable than me.

And as friends, I don't want them to take risks for me. Maybe somewhere in this tomb, their situation is no better than mine.

I rubbed my fingers in my pocket a few times, and finally chose to pull out the flashlight I carried with me.

I want to understand why I am here, and at the same time, what information this ancient tomb wants to bring me. Since I got to the tomb, I have always felt a vague feeling that someone is guiding me here in a dark way.

When I got notes about my grandfather on the body of the tomb robber in Huang Zhong's tomb, this feeling became stronger and stronger. It seemed that I came here not only for archaeology, but more importantly, I had to find out some things, maybe about my grandfather, maybe

About Nizi, maybe about me.

This matter cannot be relied on the power of others, I can only investigate it in depth myself, and the current situation is more similar and it is a test.

I calmed down and started with the wet cliffs surrounding all sides, at least to see if there was a way out.

In fact, it did not disappoint me.

There is no road...

But there are some other unexpected gains that I found that these stone walls had words, but were covered by a layer of gray sticking to water vapor on the surface. If it weren't for the fact that I just tried to climb the stone wall, I happened to wipe the gray layer.

It's really not easy to see if it falls off.

I tried to use tools to clean the font on the stone wall. I found that the carved fonts on it were very chaotic. Some fonts were ancient and harder to identify than oracle bone scripts. This font has never been mentioned in "Shuowen Jiezi".

It is quite consistent with the prehistoric conjectures about the legendary Xia seal script and Yu's calligraphy.

In addition, there are some modern words that I can recognize, either spread around these strange words without any regularity, or are directly engraved on the original words, making it impossible to recognize the words engraved in the past and later engraved.

This shows that someone has been here and is in exactly the same situation as mine.

Is it my grandfather?!

Thinking of this, I became frightened and no longer had the gentle and delicate movements as before, and began to rush to remove the dust on the stone wall.

The person who engraved these words was Han Qi, who was an adjutant under Feng Guozhang, the direct warlord of Beiyang.

I don't understand what this person named Han Qi does here, but at least it has nothing to do with grandfather, so I feel a lot more relieved.

Like me, he encountered something very strange when he entered this fourth floor tomb. When he woke up from a series of hallucinations, he was already in this very narrow place.

Han Qi stayed here for many days, and if he had no food, he would chew the belt. In the end, he even cut off the meat from his legs to satisfy his hunger. Without water, he could only drink his own urine to quench his thirst.

From time to time, a huge eye would observe him from above.

On the verge of mental collapse, a turning point has come.

One day, an extremely large tube reached in from the mountain pass above and brought Han Qi some food.

Han Qi once tried to climb up the pipe, hoping to follow the pipe and be pulled up by himself, but it seemed that someone was really observing him, and his actions were quickly seen through. When he tried to climb up the pipe, the pipe quickly became

Take it up.

After repeated this many times, he discovered a rule that every three days and at noon on the third day, a tube would be thrown down.

It is absolutely impossible to escape from the sky with this. Even if you can climb onto the tube, you will be thrown off halfway.

At this point, Han Qi's book ended. I was curious where Han Qi went later. If he died here, Han Qi's remains should have.

But this land of land is not even a rat, let alone a remains.

I flipped through my backpack and I really deserved to thank the country, the people, the scientists for their wisdom, and the advanced technology of this era. What is better than Han Qi is that I have a lot of compressed biscuits in my bag, which is more than three days to handle.

But this is not a long-term solution. If I don’t throw the tube on the third day, or if I can’t take this opportunity to escape, even if I don’t starve to death, I will die of thirst. After all, I only have half a bottle left.

water.

And it cannot be denied that Han Qi may have hallucinations when he is mentally ill. These things are just imagined by him and there will be no pipe thrown into it.

If food and water are thrown down the pipe, there should be some residue on the ground, but it is very clean.

And why I suddenly came here is also a mystery.

I probably took a break for a while, and after I recovered slightly, I continued to grop on the stone wall, but basically found nothing.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed.

What woke me up was the alarm clock of my watch. I stood up and stretched. It was not easy to sleep in such a small place. Over time, it was easy to get claustrophobia and lead to degeneration of my limbs.

I sorted out everything and looked up at the hole above.

I have been searching here for many days, and there is nothing on the stone wall except for the messy words.

Those ancient characters are extremely abstract, even worse than oracle bone scripts.

If you imagine it from the perspective of painting alone, it is a bit like two people fighting crickets, one of whom is holding a stick and teasing the bugs in the clay pot, and the other is observing.

If you want to say something, I am more like a cricket in a small jar at this moment.

I remember reading a very interesting novel when I was in college, talking about conjectures about the macro world.

Suppose our entire universe is just a cell in a certain person's body. One day that person ticks it, and then our universe is destroyed.

When I saw a story about Kuafu chasing the sun, I wondered if there were really giants in this world?

If not, why are there giants recorded in various myths in China and abroad?

If so, where are they?

While I was thinking about this unreasonable guess, something strange happened in the sky.

The huge eyeball that was observing me spiked over, turned around for a while, and then left. In the past, it had to watch it for a full day.

After a while, a huge and thick tube really stretched out and some "food" was placed from the tube.

This is not food at all, it is a monster at all.

This includes the monster I met when I fell from the cave in Huang Zhong’s tomb that looked like a catfish and a snail.

I just seemed to have considered that I couldn't beat this thing, and the feeder was very considerate and sent it to death.

The monster's corpse fell down the tube, and the air in the whole place became bad, and there was a foul smell.

Now even if I don’t die of thirst, I will be smoky.

While the pipe was putting food, I hung the pre-prepared iron hook on the pipe, and connected the rope to the other end, so that I could find an opportunity to climb up.

When I was doing these secretly, I always felt that someone was looking at me, looking up, and I found that the round eyeball was peeking at me through the tube.

It made me creepy.

I secretly hang the hook on the inner side of the tube to ensure that it will not be discovered.

Then he immediately pretended to be "Oh, I was accidentally discovered" and took a few steps back.

His eyes rolled a few times, and the tube was then pulled up.

I endured the pungent stench and stayed next to the monster's body all afternoon, and I was about to suffocate.

After nightfall, I pulled the rope and found that the trick I made was not discovered.

Although this monster would not make people have any appetite, it did serve as a stepping stone for me. I guessed that the monster climbed up the stone wall little by little.

The stone walls were very slippery. When I was below, I collected some dust and rubbed them on my shoes from time to time to increase the friction.

While climbing up, I also found that there were other similar words engraved on the stone wall, which probably meant that someone could drive a beast, and later this man became a general.

After the general's death, his confidant buried him and returned home, established a residence to guard his tomb. This confidant also taught the locals how to drive animals, but the locals dared to use this method to drive insects.

Later, this place experienced war and the original tomb guardian disappeared.

After I put together the complete content of the stone carvings, I almost arrived at the entrance of the Tiandong.

I was surprised to find that the iron hook that had been hung on the pipe was actually hanging on the tip of the cliff, and I looked around and didn't look like the giant I imagined.

After I climbed up the cliff, I realized that the cliff I was on was a few days ago. I almost fell down, and then I was grabbed by Senior Liu Sa.

So I fell down?

My head was in chaos, and I could not see anyone looking at the cliff on the other side.

Simply put, I fell behind, and it was because of unknown reasons.

I thought the specifications of this tomb were not so outrageous, but I didn't expect that this place would be more dangerous than the previous three levels.

There was a stone tablet in the corridor behind me with an epitaph written on it. From this I could basically conclude that I happened to cross the cliff, and the opposite was the road we came.

The characters engraved on the epitaph are the same as those seen on the stone wall before. According to Shang Qingyun, they are all written as "Cangjiewen".

If you imagine it from the perspective of looking at the murals, this is the tomb of the general who can drive away tigers and swallow wolves.

The last three words on the epitaph are written in enlarged words and are filled with cinnabar, which is particularly eye-catching. The most important thing is that I can actually understand these three words.

It is an oracle bone inscription similar to the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and there is a comparison in Shuowen Jiezi:

"Limuling"

I gasped.

Is this the tomb of Li Mu, a general under Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan, as the legendary one?!

"Records of the Grand Historian. The Basic Annals of the Five Emperors" records: After Huangdi raised his wind, he worked hard to peasants and often took the lead. The great hordes governed the people. He was able to peasants in the Great Lakes and became generals and was called the generals.

It is said that there is a Tutai on the Mount of Kuci in Xinzheng, Henan. It is the seal of the Taitai when Huangdi appointed Li Mu as a general. However, the historical community has not found any evidence of the existence of Xuanyuan Huangdi so far. Li Mu often comes first.

There is no record of the tombs of generals and ministers during the period.
Chapter completed!