"Chacha..." An unpleasant sound of metal friction was amplified by the water, and it was indescribably harsh and unpleasant. Accompanied by the harsh sound, the bird statue that was squatting actually moved up a little bit, which really scared me.

Tiao couldn't help but opened her mouth to call out, but the cold water poured directly into my throat, almost choking me to death.

I quickly closed my mouth again. In an instant, the bird statues had all moved away and a half-meter-high hole appeared in front of me. Without caring about anything else, I grabbed the girl behind me and stuffed her in without saying a word. The young master didn't.

When I gave the order, he had already jumped into the cave.

I was about to follow in, but suddenly someone behind me looked back in a panic, and my heart broke. The professor's pale face was very close to me with a ferocious smile on his mouth. Moreover, some white thread-like objects on his body looked like fingers when soaked in the water.

The thickness has wrapped around my shoulders.

In a panic, I took another big gulp of cold water. In my hurry, I stepped on the professor without thinking, and swam towards the hole with all my strength.

The young master, who still had some conscience, responded to me at the entrance of the cave and hurriedly pulled me over. Just as I entered the cave, the sound of metal piercing behind me sounded again. The original bird statue was about to fall. There was a "bang" sound.

It blocked the professor directly. Several white thread-like objects that were originally wrapped around my body were also cut off by the heavy bronze bird statue. Without the connection to the main body, they fell softly.

I took a deep breath and was shocked to find that the water in this hole was not deep. I was already floating on the water and barely survived. I was still in shock. It took me a while to calm down a little. I looked around for a moment. This should be a long

There is an underwater tunnel with an arm-thick iron chain running through it, and I don’t know where it ends. Everything is pitch black except for the flashlight in the girl’s hand that emits a weak yellow light.

The girl's head was wet and she didn't know whether it was tears or ground water. She held the flashlight with one hand and the thick iron chain that ran through it with one hand and breathed heavily.

The young master touched the water on his face with his hand and gasped for a while before asking: "Lao Xu, are you okay?"

"You're so big!" I cursed angrily, "I almost died. What is this place?"

Where is this place? The girl doesn’t know that the young master doesn’t know either, so my question is in vain. The girl handed me the flashlight in her hand and said: "Amitabha hopes... I hope the professor will not retain his memory..."

"What did you say?" I asked the girl anxiously. What she said was inexplicable, but I was extremely frightened.

The girl shook her head and said: "Brother Xu, you are confused. If the professor retained a mechanism like memory, I would know how to open it, let alone him?"

I was shocked that this was indeed the case. The professor seemed to be an expert on ancient tombs - not an expert among experts. How could a well-informed person like him not know how to open the mechanism? It seems that we may not be safe yet.

The young master shook his head and said: "Professor Yatou is dead...he won't turn on the mechanism!"

Before the young master finished speaking, the sound of metal friction sounded again behind me. I was shocked. Could it be that...the professor actually found a way to open the mechanism? I held on to the iron chain and turned around, just in time to see the bird behind me.

Zun slowly rose again.

"No..." I screamed in horror to the professor who retained the memory of his life... This was too painful and too scary! I would rather die simply than encounter such bizarre things after death. The living dead who do not live or die.

"What are you doing in a daze? Help me hold the chain so he can't come in!" the girl shouted urgently, breathing even more heavily.

After hearing this, I swam over quickly. Without saying a word, I followed the girl's instructions and tightened the chain as fast as I could.

"Young master, go over and pull the chain. Brother, please come and help!" the girl ordered simply and neatly. This was the first time that the girl acted in such a vigorous and resolute manner after entering the tomb of Wang Liu in Guangchuan. I didn't even think about handing the chain to the young master. He swam directly towards the girl.

The girl stretched out her hand and touched Bird Lord's body for a long time. I held up a flashlight to illuminate her. The metallic sound kept coming, which was indescribably unpleasant.

"Old Xu, I can't pull it anymore, hurry up..." The bird statue rose again a little, and I could even see countless white linear objects protruding into the slight gap where the bird statue was raised, floating in the water. .

At this time, I could clearly see that this was a two-headed bird statue. It stood sideways with half of its body on this side and the other half on the outside. The same side also had a pointed beak. The girl touched the beak quickly. He said to the two of us, "You can shut down the mechanism, but we have no way to go out and shut it down. Should we not shut it down?"

The girl's meaning is very clear. She has found the setting to shut down the mechanism inside, but once the mechanism is shut down, we will have no way to get out. If there is no way out, then we will be trapped here in the end.

Before I had time to express my position, the young master had already shouted eagerly: "Close!"

Guan - I also agree that horizontal is dead and vertical is dead. I would rather wipe my own neck here than be caught and eaten alive by the professor.

Seeing that both of us had expressed our opinions, the girl quickly touched the neck of the Bird Lord without even a moment's hesitation. There was also an animal-shaped thing the size of a fist under the neck of the bird's beak. It was connected to an iron rod as thick as an arm. Chain. The girl pulled hard and only pulled out the chain a little.

I hurried over to help. It was a matter of life and death for us. My strength seemed to be amazing. I pulled out the chain in one fell swoop. "Chirping..." I seemed to hear some bird chirping in my ears. I looked up. I was startled when I saw the bird's beak, which had been tightly closed, open. I instinctively took a step back, staggered and almost fell.

The girl quickly stuffed the beast-shaped object in my hand into the bird's beak. I only heard a soft "bang" sound. The bird statue that had been rising slowly fell down completely and the entrance of the hole was firmly sealed.

The girl couldn't hold it in any longer, so she threw herself on my shoulder and cried loudly.

The young master leaned his whole body on the iron chain and gasped for air. I gently patted the girl's back to comfort her, but my heart was extremely bitter. The sealing of the underwater cave also sealed our way out. If there is no other way out here, I'm afraid we will be trapped here in the end. The situation is not optimistic at all.

The girl cried for a while and finally stopped crying under my comfort. The young master shouted very discouraged: "Old Xu had known that I would rather lie on the bed at home and wait for death than come to a place like this."

I also felt the same, but I knew that once we relaxed our minds, we would never have the chance to see the light of day again. So I immediately said coldly: "If you have this idea, just wipe your neck. But before you commit suicide, please kill yourself." Tell me your bank account number and password, and write a suicide note to transfer all your property to Xu Sanqing."

The young master who was lying on the chain like a dead dog couldn't help but jumped up and yelled: "Damn it, Lao Xu, I know you are not a good person. Damn...it turns out you want to do this to make money too."

A life-threatening act? If you want me to die, tell your young master that I am still alive and well. Don’t you think that good people will not live long and will cause trouble for thousands of years?"

The girl couldn't help but burst out laughing when she saw how funny we were. Her face, which was originally a little pale due to frequent frights, also had a touch of bright red, which was really cute. I felt that the whole dark underground corridor suddenly became brighter, and it seemed like a bright day.

The sun shines on the underworld that has been dark for millions of years.

"Stop playing serious, it's important to find a way out!" I said. The girl raised her head from my arms, probably because she felt embarrassed. A big girl was crying in the arms of a man, and this man was not hers yet.

Therefore, her fair face became even redder, and her big eyes, which were originally flickering, didn't know whether they were soaked in water or for some other reason, looked as if they were dewdrops on flower petals in spring.

I asked: "Girl, how do you know that there are other mechanisms in the bird statue?" The girl smiled and explained that although she had dug through earthen tombs before, there were some mechanisms in the earthen tombs. After seeing more, she naturally became a little bit more familiar.

I understand a little bit. These institutions are basically the same, so it’s not a big deal.

The young master also interjected: "Then the professor knows more?"

The young master really didn't like to open any pot. The girl was so angry that she immediately gave him a hard look. I quickly changed the topic and asked: "The ancient books on the art of mechanism say that it began in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

I wonder if this is really the case in Mohist theory?"

"Of course not!" The girl wiped the water droplets on her face vigorously. At the same time, she twisted her wet head. I shined a flashlight on her and saw clearly that the girl's originally black and smooth head was now full of putrid yellow sand.

I just drank two mouthfuls of water because I was nervous and holding my breath for too long. I was so anxious that I didn't pay attention. Now I feel that my mouth is full of stench and I'm about to vomit.

"The Mohists put forward specific academic knowledge of organs, which was only organized and classified. However, when Qin Shihuang unified the six countries, many books had been burned. Therefore, there are very few Mohist legends that have been handed down. The ancient Feng Shui mysticism and organ skills are even more

It is a single biography, not even a book. It is passed down orally from the previous generation to the next generation. There are too many things lost. I estimate that the art of mechanism existed a long time ago. The earliest date can be traced back to the Huangdi era. The "Book of Mountains and Seas" records that it was a

In the era when cold weapons were just emerging, I guess machine skills were also invented in that era... Didn't Huangdi change his name to Xuanyuan because he understood the wheeled car?" When the girl said this, she looked at the yellow sand in the palm of her hand and frowned, "

It’s really strange why there is so much yellow sand in the groundwater? It stinks like hell!”

Girls' families love to be clean, so it is indeed a sin for the girl to soak in such stinky water. I am also curious. After all, this is groundwater and not the Yellow River water. Where did so much yellow sand come from? And it is so smelly?

Instinctively, I held up a flashlight and shined it into the water. I don't know if it was stirred by us entering or if it was very turbid. It looked a bit like the water of the Yellow River. After a while, I calmed down and understood that this was not the time to discuss the art of mechanism.

Instead, we have to quickly find a way out, go back to the tomb of that old pervert Liu Qu, retrieve his epitaph, and find the right way to break the curse of the Yellow River Dragon Coffin.

I looked around. Although the entrance to the Bird Temple is very small, only half a meter high, the underwater tunnel inside is a bit wide. I estimated that the width is about two meters or more. The height upwards is also about two meters, and both sides are dark.

There is an iron chain as thick as an arm across the water, and I don’t know where it leads. I don’t know what is at the end of the chain.

I held the iron chain with one hand and touched the dark stone wall next to me with the other hand, hoping to find another mechanism on the stone wall that would allow us to return to the tomb chamber on the upper floor. But there were hard stone walls all around, so where could there be any mechanism?

"Isn't it right?" the young master suddenly shouted, "This chain is so strange!"

"What's so strange about this iron chain?" I asked puzzledly. While speaking, I still held one hand on the iron chain. I don't know what other uses this iron chain has, but it is useful to us.

We lie down on it and take a rest so as not to be exhausted from being in the water for too long.

"Is there such exquisite iron casting skills in the Han Dynasty?" the young master asked, pulling on the iron chain.

The girl gave him another roll of her eyes and sneered, "Do you think we are still in the tomb of the Han Dynasty?"

I felt good about the bird statue just now. Although I couldn't see the thunder patterns and feather patterns on it, its style definitely didn't look like something from the Han Dynasty. It should have been from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Contact the thunder pattern on the corner of the stone platform above.

The bird seal script here should belong to a tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Our original intention was to find the tomb of King Liu of Guangchuan, search for his epitaph, and find a way to break the curse of the Dragon Coffin in the Yellow River. But after entering here, we realized that this legendary Nine Dragons Pit is really a treasure of Feng Shui. Not only Liu

We went to set our sights on the female corpse from the Song Dynasty here. I don’t know who built the tomb here after her death. And now we have broken into a completely unfamiliar tomb. From the bird statue, it seems that it should be from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

It was an era full of legends and even an era where gods and demons danced wildly.

The girl touched the thick iron chain with her hand and whispered: "Western Zhou Dynasty...Yin Shang...there are too few historical records. Who knows that there was no iron casting technology in that era? Who can guarantee that the craftsmanship in that era is not as advanced as modern times?"

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"How is this possible?" The young master jumped up and shouted, "More advanced than modern times?"

"Of course!" the girl sneered. "The professor of archeology once told me that we in modern times can only study history through ancient tombs, but the real things passed down through history may not be true at all. Because history is in the hands of

What is in the hands of the victor is in the hands of the imperial power. It is the victorious ruler who has the final say on how to write history. Therefore, the authenticity of the history we usually see needs to be discussed. There have been several faults in Chinese history, such as the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

The Western Zhou Dynasty...how much do we actually know?"

Of course, the girl is the authority when it comes to history, even though both of us are in the antique business and are confident and have good vision.

The girl paused and said, "What do you think would happen if modern people forged an iron chain across the water for thousands of years?"

When the girl said this, I couldn't help but let out a cry. Although I was very reluctant, I thought about it again and again and said, "If an iron chain is made by modern people, it will be of this length and thickness.

There will only be one in the water for thousands of years, which may have corroded and rusted without any effect.

The young master was also stunned. We all fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that the iron chain was very strong, which was a matter of course, but ignored the issue of time. We must know that what we usually see is that the new iron chain corrodes very little.

The girl looked at the iron chain with almost intoxication, stroking it gently with her hand and said infatuatedly: "This is simply a great discovery in the archaeological world. The iron chain from the Western Zhou Dynasty has been preserved to the modern day!"

"Girl, don't stay still, it's better to find a way to get out first. As long as you can survive, you will write a book and tell the world about this great archaeological discovery." I interrupted the girl hurriedly. She also shared the same sentiments as many archaeological scholars. I feel sour, especially when faced with such a major revelation.

After all, the young master and I are just antique dealers. When we saw the bird statue, the first thing we thought of was its priceless value and nothing else.

When the girl was awakened, her face turned slightly red and she glared at me, "Want to pass on the book to the world? As long as she can get out alive." As she said that, she swam forward along the chain. The young master and I followed hurriedly. Unwilling to give up, I touched the heavy iron chain again. It was cold and hard, and it turned out to be pig iron.

Could it be that ancient anti-rust technology for ironware was so advanced?

The girl swam forward less than ten meters and suddenly stopped with a look of surprise on her face. I followed behind her and asked, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
To be continued...