Qin Mausoleum 3

I'm not afraid, but I just think her life is better. Every time she doesn't have any strength, she is pulled to run on her back. She has the potential to become a Buddha, and Tang Monk is of this type.

I didn't have time to pay attention to him. Looking at our position, some people said that the First Emperor of Qin used a copper coffin, which was all nonsense. Under his body are wooden "Historical Records" and "Han Shu" records: "The copper is smelted inside and painted outside." Wearing pearls and jade, decorated with emeralds, "The beauty of the coffin is invincible." From the investigation of the coffin system of the pre-Qin and Western Han dynasties, the use of large wooden coffins with "yellow intestines" was the privilege of the emperor at that time. The First Emperor of Qin, who predescribed himself to have contributed more than the three emperors and five emperors, could not give up the wooden coffin of "yellow intestines" and switch to other coffins.

Of course, there is no intention to belittle the Qin Emperor, and this coffin is luxurious enough. It is hard to imagine that this coffin is covered by the first emperor of thousands of years.

"What should I do now?" I gestured and asked, didn't it say that there was a layer of copper coffin in the coffin? How to open it?

They ignored me, Uncle Zhu, and kept touching the coffin lid. No one took off their masks and could do anything to communicate. No one paid attention to me, and I also saw that the coffin lid was all inlaid with 28 stars of jade.

Just as I sighed, Hongpiao quarreled with Uncle Zhu and grabbed what was in his hand. I was almost scared to death at a glance, a mine. The red ticket wants to blow up the coffin to get medicine. Uncle Zhu definitely won't let it go. The two were robbed fiercely. I wondered why the black ticket did not persuade him to look up. I followed the direction I looked in and couldn't accept it for a moment. He quickly pulled the two people who were arguing and pointed to it.

Under the 12 platforms we came down, 12** women were fixed on them: Bashu has Wushan, with a fair fairy face. Each one is heavenly and national. It's just that the forehead, hands and feet are nailed to the platform. Their bodies were wrapped with tree roots with thick arms, and countless roots plunged into their bodies, leading to the wall along the platform. It seems that blood flow can be seen in the roots of the tree. These 12 women are definitely not human beings. Why? Because there are wings behind you. They are very similar to the angels of Western life. If you look closely, their appearance is really a little different from that of Easterners. I wonder why these women were executed in such a strange posture and why they released their blood. What's the use of these women's blood being released? Why is it so well preserved?

Maybe I'm thinking more emptly. I suddenly remembered a joke told by Uncle Zhu's students that at the beginning of last year, the temperature in Qin Shihuang Mausoleum area dropped to minus 12℃, and the pomegranate trees on the sealed earth pile bloomed and bear fruit normally, while the pomegranate trees outside the south wall of the sealed earth pile were seriously frozen and could not bloom and bear fruit normally. The difference was particularly obvious. Above this underground palace is the sealed earth mound. So what nutrients are provided by those pomegranates that are usually very sweet and fresh in their mouth? It can't be these birds.

I'm more in favor of blowing up coffins to get medicine, and no organ is worth mentioning in the face of absolute violence. Life is more important. Get it back quickly. I have a hunch that something bad may happen if I stay any longer.

gave the black ticket a wink, but I don't know if he saw it? Wearing such a thick mask, fortunately, the boy was more excited and pulled away Uncle Zhu, and the red ticket took the opportunity to put a mine on the side of the coffin. Then I climbed up to the platform where Jinshang was and came to Uncle Zhu with the black ticket. Unexpectedly, I didn't see that Uncle Zhu's strength was quite strong. During their argument, Uncle Zhu's arm touched me. When I came to my senses, I had fallen under the coffin.

I didn't dare to move. I was afraid that there would be a mechanism. I waited for a long time without a sound before opening my eyes. Uncle Zhu had been pulled up. Maybe he felt embarrassed to me and did not resist. My eyes were carelessly against the slave who wascarrying the coffin. Although it was made of copper, I was still embarrassed. Just like watching David, I will never stop looking at it.

Do you think Qin has ever had any great artists or sculptors? This is very realistic. If it weren't for their 3 meters tall, I would have thought they were real people. If this great craftsman is here, then Van Gogh, Leonardo da Vinci and Michelangelo are nothing. Clear muscle lines, beautiful, can't help touching, deep in the soul, a burst of shouting.

Giant sailboats, such as well-equipped soldiers, erupting volcanoes, captured giants, huge tsunamis, sealed into the ice and poured into copper juice...

These giants were actually real people. They were captured by Qin Huang sent troops to sea and poured copper juice from the top of their heads to be eternal slaves. The soul doesn't know how to seal it forever, and has been suffering from repeated pain for more than 2000 years...

These giants are real, so what about the terracotta warriors under the stage? I shuddered. I didn't dare to look any further. I quickly climbed up the coffin. The red ticket saw me grabbing the rope and brought me up and pressed the button in my hand.

"bang"

The whole coffin was blown in half, and the giant man in the west was smashed. The coffin tilted to the west. After the smoke, there was nothing inside - empty.

This is a big surprise for all of us. There is not much left in the oxygen bottle. Everyone decided to go up first and come back next time. After all, the book is unwilling to see people with a ghost.

Just as we were about to climb to the three springs, the speed of the rotation of the nine whirlpools on the surface of the water suddenly accelerated. In an instant, ghosts and howling came from below. Countless yin soldiers broke away from the terracotta warriors and horses. Countless human-shaped skeletons poured in from the corridor on the west side, hissing, lined up, and came towards us. I only One reaction is to get into the water and run. I really hate that my parents didn't give birth to a pair of legs.

The most annoying thing is that I can't swim. If I can go out this time, I will definitely learn to swim. In the narrow passage, I climbed up desperately. Jinshang pushed my buttocks desperately behind me. It seemed that nothing else was important at the moment of life and death.

The roar behind is getting louder and louder, and it will be completely smeared, and I feel that I will really die. I really want to give up the struggle. But the people behind pushed me desperately, and the passageway shook. People turned up and turned upside down.

Suddenly, there was no squeeze around and came out. I wanted to go upstream, but the result was just fluttering at the bottom. They swam up from me one by one, and no one cares me. The sound of the hole is getting louder and louder, and I can almost see the cyan arms.

Tears squeezed out his eyes, took down the dagger on his waist and tore off the transparent tape. I feel better when the dagger is held in my hand. It's just a comfort in my heart. As far as I know, nothing can do harm to them.

Countless soldiers squeezed out of the hole, and I hid in the corner to try not to find them. The Yin soldiers passed by me and walked deeper, like a team on an expedition, inspecting their own territory. I just hope it will end soon. The oxygen bottle has been reported to the police and won't last long. I also hope that the people above will have some conscience and come back to pick me up. Slow down your breathing and try to save oxygen. However, things often don't go as you wish. I broke it to the death and untied the oxygen tank. The whole body is light, the feet are pedaled, and the body rises quickly with the rebound force.

I rushed out and disrupted the formation of the Yin soldiers. They quickly noticed my uninvited guests and reached out to grab me one after another. They were desperate. Soon the rebound force ended and fell down again. Put your hands up and hope someone can catch it.

Suddenly, a beam of light came from above, and my arm was grabbed, and then I took my neck and went upstream. But my foot was caught and I didn't look down. I cut it directly with a dagger, and my body relaxed for a while...

When I was about to reach the surface of the water, I used up my gas, drank two mouthfuls of water, coughed on the shore for a long time, and my lungs were about to cough out. The black ticket patted me on the back and said, "Learn to swim."

Look at him angrily. If it hadn't been for his saving me, I wouldn't have sprayed him to death.

It's raining heavily outside. It's not a big deal. Just live.

The original road is back, and the journey becomes very long. 5 hours later, I returned to my residence,

I feel familiar with everything, including the layout, in the Qin Imperial Mausoleum. Although the mysterious underground palace in the special village has different skills, the overall pattern is still the same.

Why do those 12 women have wings? Isn't it the First Emperor of Qin who bored to put them down? The appearance is different from that of Middle-earth people. Didn't he really find Penglai? Penglai Island is a legendary person with wings. It is some people who have seen that flying people will be called Fairy Island. It is said that Qin Shihuang met the goddess in Lishan before his death. During the tour, he wanted to play the goddess. In anger, the goddess spit on his face, and Qin Shihuang soon became sore. Will these women be flying people on Penglai Island? Legend has it that there is such a legend that the First Emperor of Qin captured them and transported them to Lishan and were seen?

I felt that I had figured out a fact that Qin Shihuang's whole body was ulcerated. Only he died on the southern expedition, and his body rotted in the heat. It was more than a month since he was buried. There is something in common with legends. The coffin in the underground palace is empty. Can we think that the First Emperor of Qin had already found Penglai, grabbed the fairies on the island, imprisoned the 3-meter strong man on the island, and even presided over the construction of his entire mausoleum. All this shows a result that the First Emperor of Qin did not die, and the immortal Dan was real.

For a moment, I was excited and forgot that I was playing with a dagger in my hand, and my finger was cut. I was just thinking about the dagger. This dagger did cut the yin soldier. Why is that? After that, I showed it to Uncle Zhu, which was an ordinary Taiping period. Then there is only one possibility that it is bloody. This dagger kills many people and is stained with a lot of blood. It is a murderer...

I haven't thought about the red ticket knocking on the door and asking me to have a breakup meal.

I have to say that the mutton steamed buns in these restaurants are delicious, and the shredded pork with Beijing sauce is also delicious. Everyone sat around and sighed that they were alive.

"Uncle Zhu, will we be shot dead and destroy the coffin of the First Emperor of Qin?" I'm more worried about this.

"Ye, if it is known." Uncle Zhu nodded.

I pointed to the red ticket in my hand: "It's none of my business that he blew up."

Jinshang said angrily, "You participated."

Keep eating when you are out of breath.

"It is said that there is a passage connecting the outside of Lishan Mountain in the underground palace of the First Emperor of Qin. Every cloudy and rainy days, there will be shadow soldiers coming out through the tunnel to inspect the whole imperial mausoleum. We may have taken this road to get inside so simply." I don't know why my uncle suddenly said this.

"This luck accounts for a lot." The red ticket looked at me after saying it.

I didn't pay attention to him. I knew she was talking about me. People can't believe that there is luck in the world. I remember that when I was in college, there was a buddy who didn't know anything. He didn't recognize all 26 letters in English. He took CET-6, guessed all of them, and got a score of 82. What do you think? In the same car accident, some people are alive and some people are dead. This is also luck, which is unreasonable.

After dinner, we went home separately. The red ticket didn't give me any money. It's not that I'm embarrassed to ask him for it, but I forgot it at all. I didn't remember until I got home that I didn't have this guy's mobile phone number at all, so I had to be depressed.