Chapter 316

After making sure that the sound came from the crack in the stone slab below, we lay on the ground and listened carefully, but the sound disappeared again. Think about it. No one will scream for a few minutes without taking a break, except for surgery without anesthetic or being caught in a small JJ, but this dying scream may also mean that brother donkey or Ivan has encountered any danger.

At the thought of this, I was a little flustered. Brother donkey and Ivan have lived and died with me many times, which can be said to be true friends of life and death. I don't want to see anything happen to either of them, but experience tells me that the more nervous you are, the more calm you need to be, otherwise it won't help, and more people will die.

Forced myself to take a few deep breaths to stabilize my heartbeat and thinking, I took the drunkard and began to search around the circular platform, trying to find some ways to see if I could go to the "lower layer".

Around the circular platform with a diameter of about 50 meters, the platform is surrounded by things like a wall, which is also engraved with all kinds of birds and animals, and six thick columns, one every 60 degrees. The columns are half embedded in the wall, carved with patterns and scales.

"How much effort does it take? Even the pillars are so beautiful." the drunkard tapped a few times with the handle of the knife and found that it was copper. Now I was even more surprised. I need to know that copper can be a very precious metal in ancient times. Only royal families and nobles have such a great pomp.

The flashlight shines upward along the copper column. The light is weakened by the thick fog. I can't see the situation above. I suddenly felt a move in my heart. This column must be hollow. Will there be any mystery in it.

The drunkard saw what I meant, took the knife back to its sheath, tied the flashlight to his forearm, and was about to climb up.

"Can you? No, I'll do it," I said. After all, my rock climbing and tree climbing level is OK, and I'm a little famous in the company.

"Boss, think about what I used to do. How could I be a Buddha? I can't do this." after that, he drank two mouthfuls of wine, mised a few times, climbed up the column, grabbed the pattern protrusion on on it, and soon disappeared into the fog.

"Take it easy, come down if you can't, don't try to be able." after more than ten minutes, I looked up and shouted.

"Don't worry, I know." the voice of the drunkard came from the fog, but it was not on the column, but ran to the back of my head, that is, either the column turned above, or he had reached the top, and tried to climb to the center of the top.

"Why did you go there? Don't fall off the TMD. I didn't pay you insurance. You can do it yourself without public medical expenses."

"The boss is joking. Your family is big and big. If I fall, I will depend on you all my life. Either raise me until I die of old age, or buy me out for millions at a time." the drunkard answered in a farther voice.

"Well, you either don't fall down. If you have to fall down, remember to land on your head first." I think he is in the mood to joke. He knows that his situation should not be very nervous, so he also relaxes.

This time he didn't argue with me again, but there was a Scream: "fuck, what a big snake head!"

This clue is also very important, because the royal family generally likes the design or sculpture of the dragon and thinks of itself as the real dragon emperor. If there is a snake in the tomb, it is either a special totem worship or the reason for all kinds of evil. I asked, "how old is it?"

"The pillar looks like a snake's body. It gets thicker and thicker as it goes up, and the snake's head is two circles thicker than the pillar at the thickest end. Think for yourself."

After a few seconds, the drunkard said in an unbelievable tone: "my God, this big head, you can't believe it. It's bigger than the front of the car."

"Throw down the rope, I have to go up and have a look." I immediately came to the spirit. In the branch of Shamanism, snakes have the meaning of heavenly circulation and long life, that is, "immortal snake" often has special sacrificial function or symbolic significance.

With a "Shua" sound, the drunkard threw the rope down from above. I felt that the rope fell out of the fog below.

In the current division of labor and distribution of goods among the four of us, the longest mountaineering main rope is in brother donkey's backpack, and the other three people carry thinner and shorter auxiliary ropes, so the rope just fell to the ground, leaving only more than one meter to drag on the ground. If the top is higher, the rope may not be enough.

I pulled the rope and used to pull it several times. The feel of the rope told me that I could bear my weight. The drunkard might see that the rope was repeatedly stretched and loosened, so he shouted: "don't worry, boss, it's tied to the barb tooth of the snake. It's pure copper and thicker than ivory. You can hang it even a pig."

I scolded "you're a pig", but the voice was low. It's estimated that he didn't hear it. Then I took the rope between my legs and climbed with my hands alternately. The drunkard tied a knot every meter on the rope, so it was more convenient for me to grasp the pedal, but even so, when I met him, my hands were tired and almost unconscious.

Although I was prepared for the huge extent of the snake head, I was deeply and deeply shocked at the moment I saw it with my own eyes. This kind of shock is somewhat subversive of the world outlook. I think I am also a well-informed person. After inheriting Mr. Bai Lao's ghost Sutra, I casually carry out a section of the abyss sun, Octopod God, underground forest and crystal bones

It's enough to scare ordinary people into nightmares, but even so, I was shocked by the snake head about the size of the locomotive in front of me for half a minute.

I was shocked mainly by two points. One is that this thing is too huge. I can accept it even if it is the size of a car, but even if this snake with the size of a car really exists, it is estimated that it will be as small as an earthworm in front of me.

The second point is that this thing is so fine that every scale on the snake's head is fine. The snake's eye is illuminated by a flashlight and reflects a cold light, as if it is looking at me. There are two short horns on the snake's head, the root is thicker than my waist, and the end is similar to a baseball bat. There are four snake teeth in the snake's mouth, I tried the tooth tip with my hand. It was as sharp as a needle, with a sense of coolness.

"This thing is so TMD... Niu B, who made it? Is it human? What's the purpose of making such a big snake? Just to look good?" the drunkard waited for a long time and finally held back a few words, or a series of questions to show his inner excitement.

"Wait, I've seen this thing," I said to the drunkard after half bending over and climbing on the snake's head.

"Have you seen it? Stop bullshit, where is it? The zoo?" the drunkard joked while sitting on the snake's nose and drinking two mouthfuls of wine.

"No, in the book, this thing is called Ba snake. It is also recorded in the mountain and sea Sutra and some ancient legends. It is also called Xiu snake, or swallow elephant snake, swallow boat snake. According to records, it is 100 meters long, blue head and black body. It can swallow elephants alive. It was not until three years later that the elephant bones were discharged. Later, it was beheaded by Hou Yi sent by the Yellow Emperor."

"Really or not, don't fool me. Isn't Hou Yi a figure in myths and legends? The one who was dumped by his wife and shot down many three legged birds?" the drunkard was still burping and looked dizzy when he spoke.

"Did you drink too much? It's all a mess. Besides, Hou Yi has a prototype in history. He is a tribal leader with excellent archery, but later he was deified by folklore." I said a few words and felt that this is not the time to ask brother donkey to make up lessons for the drunkard. After all, sweeping blind eyes for others is the favorite of the stubborn donkey.

I took one of the upper teeth of the snake's mouth with one hand and looked inside with a flashlight. I found that the snake's mouth was open. It should be a hole. I looked in the direction opposite to the snake's mouth. I couldn't see anything covered by the fog, but my intuition told me that there should be something in front of the snake's mouth.

Because I sketched the structure of the whole hall in my mind. Six thick bronze giant snakes with curved necks and high heads form a circle. If the six giant snakes are connected, they will form a regular hexagon. If the six snake columns are divided into three groups, and each snake head is connected in a straight line with the opposite snake head, the intersection of the three line segments is exactly the center of the circle of the platform below.

It's no coincidence that it took so much manpower and material resources to build the hall like this. It's not just for good-looking. There must be something special, that is, there's something hanging in the center of the circle and at the head of the six snake arch. It doesn't fall to the ground. However, we'll find it when we search on the platform.

"Going over?" the drunkard asked when he saw me looking straight ahead of the snake's head.

"No, find someone first and talk later when you're free," I said, pointing back to the big hole in the snake's throat.

"Feed yourself into the snake's mouth, boss. I didn't say it. It's a bad sign," said the drunkard, taking another sip of wine and turning his mouth.

"Connect our rope and go down bit by bit, not to mention the snake's mouth. I've drilled the cesspit several times, nothing." I took out my rope as I said.

After connecting the rope, I used the method learned by the army to tie a movable knot that can be shaken open and put it on the root of the snake letter. This thing is the most thick and thin pencil in the ordinary concept, but this one in front of me is much thicker than my thigh. Once again, I had a subversive understanding of this huge bronze snake statue, and there are only six bronze Ba snake statues in the front hall, This is even more frightening than the bronze unearthed in Sanxingdui. Who built it? I couldn't help but draw a question mark in my heart about the size of this snake's huge head.

Climbing up is very laborious, and it's not easy to go down. The bronze statue of Ba snake is hollow. The space inside is larger than the chimney of the factory, but it tends to close slowly. Like the outside, it is also full of yellowish brown fog, and the visibility is frightening.

I gave the shotgun to the drunkard. I pulled the rope with both hands. Using the vertical lowering method learned in the army, I pushed, jumped and slid down, and soon fell to the place where the two ropes were connected.

From the height just now, I have reached the height of the circular platform outside the bronze statue of Ba snake. That is to say, if I am outside the bronze statue, I should have stepped on the stone slab of the platform, but now I am inside, but my feet are still hanging in the air.

"How's it going? Have you got to the snake's ass?" the drunkard poked his head out and asked. The inner sound of the bronze statue was as loud as talking in my ear.

"Fuck, I'll get out of the snake chrysanthemum right away." I clamped the rope with my two feet and fixed my body with one hand. I freed my right hand and took out a cartridge case of shotgun bullet in the chest pocket of my vest. The gunpowder in it was filled in the barrel on the ground to ignite the earth building, and the remaining empty cartridge case was put in my pocket.

Loosen your fingers and let the cartridge case fall freely. At the same time, keep your ears up and listen to the sound. The beating and rebound sound that sounded after three seconds told me two things: one is that there is still a long distance to fall down, and the other is that the bottom is not always so wide, but there are more bends and folds.

"TMD, it seems that there is still a long way to go to the chrysanthemum of the bronze statue of Ba snake." I scolded in my heart and continued to drop down until the rope came to an end.

If the inner wall is still as wide as the top, I can only climb back, but the inside of the bronze statue of Ba snake is gradually closing. At this height, my legs can support both sides, and it is only very difficult to move. Fortunately, I have been practicing martial arts with old Bai since childhood and pay more attention to practicing leg Kung Fu, so I have good flexibility, There's no problem with a horizontal fork and a vertical fork.

With an action similar to a performance or stunt, I pedaled my feet on both sides and moved half a foot and half a foot. It took no effort to say, but also pulled the tendons inside my legs.

As the height slowly decreased, the situation improved. I found a position where I could stabilize my body and free up my hands. I asked the drunkard above to come down. He first threw down his backpack, and then spread out his body as close as possible to the inner wall of the bronze statue. Like playing a pipe slide in a water park, he slipped down the smooth inner wall.

When I slid in front of me, I grabbed the strap behind him to stop the downward trend. I joked, "what's your Kung Fu? The long lost gecko wall swimming skill?"

The drunkard turned over, pedaled his feet on both sides, drank wine with one hand, calmed himself and said, "fart, geckos swim up the wall. You've seen them down, or they're disabled geckos, pestling and sliding."

I wanted to laugh because of this guy's dizzy stupidity, but I was worried about looking for brother donkey and Ivan. We stopped for a moment and immediately continued to climb down. Finally, we fell for dozens of meters and reached the bottom of the bronze statue of Ba snake.

When I stepped on the rock, my legs trembled a little. If I could see the following situation, such a high bronze statue would be too scared to climb. In the fog, I could only see the distance within a few meters, rubbing bit by bit, and even reaching the bottom.

Connected with the bottom is a large number of support and fixed structures. In addition, there is a half person high square hole, which is a bit like a rural irrigation canal, but the cross section of that canal is trapezoidal. See the previous one is square.

He bent over and climbed a long way, and came out from an exit. Here is a place like a reservoir. The pool is divided into several small grids by stone slabs, which reminds me of the plastic box for making ice in my refrigerator, and I stand beside the box like an ant.

Around the pool, I found a group of upward steps. The drunkard and I went out. This should be the floor where the scream came from before. It seems to be closer to the source of the fog, because the fog is thicker, and people can't be seen within a few meters. I immediately took out the walkie talkie to contact Ivan and brother donkey, but they didn't respond. It seemed that the walkie talkie didn't turn on.

"Shit, where have you been..." I scolded anxiously.

At this time, the drunkard stabbed me in the back and whispered, "look at the right."

I looked sideways and saw several figures in armor standing in neat rows in the thick fog, and there seemed to be more behind me, but I couldn't see clearly in the fog.

"Don't worry, it should be the kind of stone man seen in the tomb above," I whispered.

However, when I looked closer, my heart suddenly tightened. Under the rotten armor, there were skeletons, which were processed into standing shape and placed here.

What's more, behind the first few, there were rows of skeleton soldiers in armor. The drunkard and I tried to walk for a few minutes. In other words, this floor was like a huge parade square, on which thousands of skeleton legions stood.