Chapter 54 Huang Lao’s mechanism technique

The fire burned for five or six days, and the high temperature still persists, especially near the hole I dug. The ground was baked hard and black, and the soles of the hiking boots on my feet were softened by the heat. If I stood there,

If I don't move in the same place, I'm worried that the soles of my shoes will melt.

This situation made my face as dark as the bottom of a pot. In fact, we had given the place most of the day to cool down, but the result was not satisfactory.

"It won't cool down so quickly, and we can't afford to wait."

Brother Kite smiled and squatted at the entrance of the robbery cave and looked inside. The fire in the tomb was not completely extinguished. Dots of red light could still be seen. The smell of burnt vegetation was strong. He poked at the entrance of the robbery cave with his finger.

, seemed to be feeling the temperature, hesitated for a moment, simply took off his clothes and tore them to pieces, tied them to his elbows and knees respectively, and asked me to wait here, and then he immediately got into the robbery hole.

Not long after, Brother Yaozi was already in the tomb. He saw that I only wore a small vest on my upper body, and he was very considerate and threw his torn clothes out of the robbery hole.

I saw that he never hummed from the beginning to the end. I thought that the temperature in the cave might not be that high, so I tied up my clothes in a hurry and crawled into the cave. Then I let out a "ouch"

He screamed.

Too hot!

Although the temperature inside is not likely to burn someone to death, it is still over a hundred degrees at least. I regretted getting in because my elbows and knees were burning!

Under the extreme heat, I used my hands and feet to climb faster than an old dog running away with its tail between its legs. In the blink of an eye, I got into the coffin that was violently damaged by me. At this time, whether it was my elbows or knees,

My skin had long been burned, and tissue exudation mixed with blood had already soaked into my clothes, causing me to keep slipping and almost falling headlong. Black ash was flying all around me.

On the floor of the tomb, there was a pile of black ashes dozens of centimeters thick. It was all between my mouth and nose. I choked and coughed repeatedly. I flopped around for a while. Finally, Brother Yaozi picked me up.

Through the light of the miner's lamp in his hand, the situation in the tomb was clearly visible.

This tomb is indeed very large, and it is quite empty inside. There are stone coffins in the surrounding area, and I only destroyed one of them.

I counted carefully and found that there were as many as sixteen coffins here. However, after a fire, these coffins were burned black and some were even completely destroyed.

Moreover, when I was walking around here, my feet slipped and I pulled up the black ash piled on the ground. I discovered that there was a layer of green and greasy stuff on the ground, which shone under the light of the miner's lamp.

I dipped some of the oil on the ground with my fingers and brought it to my nose to touch it. There was a strong watery smell.

"Yes, this is the cremation tomb in the stacked tomb building."

I have made some decisions in my mind.

If I guess correctly, the oil on my hands is called water dragon oil.

Of course, just such a name has nothing to do with dragons. It is the oil on a thing called a water hyena.

The water hyena is similar to the poisonous bird. It is probably an ancient water snake. Legend has it that it can turn into a dragon in five hundred years, a dragon in a thousand years, a horned dragon in five hundred years, and a dragon in a thousand years. Anyway, it is a bit like a dragon.

The relationship is just a little far away, so we call the oil peeled off from this thing water dragon oil.

It is said that the water hyena has an extremely yang body and must live in extremely cold water. Moreover, its sexual nature is probably to reduce the yang energy in the body, otherwise it will spontaneously ignite and die. The oil on its body is precisely the most yang energy in its body.

Something heavy.

I asked how the fire could burn for so many days. It turned out that these water dragon oils were supporting the combustion. There must have been a lot of water dragon oils here before. What I saw now was just the oil flowers that evaporated in the air and settled in the fire.

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The water dragon oil is placed in the fire pit tomb, so that the dead buried here will be burned by the flames for eternity!

I shuddered. Thinking about what I saw and heard along the way, I was really a little frightened by the methods of this ancestor of my family. I also have a deep understanding of the horror of the courtesy officer. If I offend these people, I can die.

Let you never stop!

While I was walking around the tomb, my master and others also came in one after another.

Lao Bai was never a quiet man. While I was looking for the secret passage, he kept groping on the coffins. He was probably still thinking about making a fortune. As a result, he didn't find any gold, silver or jewelry.

A large bag of burnt insect corpses arrived.

"Brothers, the food is here!"

Lao Bai shouted, and threw those dark bugs into his mouth, chewing them like beans, making a "click-click" sound, and finally closed his eyes gently, with a look of enjoyment on his face, and those who didn't know thought it

What kind of delicacies did you eat?

"You eat everything in the tomb..."

Zhang Xinya said disgustedly: "Things that can survive in this place must eat corpses. What is the difference between eating this thing and eating corpses?"

"Look at what you said, the crops were poured out by excrement. Could it be that when you eat grain, you eat excrement?"

Lao Bai muttered dissatisfiedly, but there was some truth in what he said. He picked up the burnt bugs and put them into his mouth one by one. His teeth were black from chewing them: "If you like it, eat it. If you don't like it, just leave it alone."

Go, but I have to remind you, this thing doesn't eat corpses, we call it a crawler, so it's clean."

I took a look at the bugs that Lao Bai found. They looked the same as shrimps, but several times smaller. They were only as long as an adult's thumb at most. Because they were completely burnt, I couldn't tell what their original color was.

Lao Bai said that this kind of gadget is very unique and is now very rare. It is basically a creature that has been extinct for thousands of years. Its main food is red soil with high fertility. Its excrement is similar to animal feces.

It is a particularly good fertilizer. It used to be abundant on the red soil in the southwest. The Xunchuan people in Yunnan used to raise this fertilizer to enrich the soil for farming, but then it disappeared for some unknown reason.

Needless to say, the thin shit that exploded when the explosion occurred was left behind by this thing, so Lao Bai didn't have any psychological barriers to eating this thing.

A fire has burned the tomb beyond recognition, but through these clues, we can probably guess the layout of the tomb.

The white mud plaster is sealed with charcoal to seal the tomb well, and then ground beetles are put in to eat the soil here to make dung. Over time, the place becomes a cesspit, and methane is everywhere. A standard cremation tomb comes out, and the fire dragon is added.

Oil, the entire tomb has naturally become a sea of ​​​​knives and fire in the underworld. You can imagine what the fate of the dead here will be...

This kind of arrangement can only be said to be miraculous. Apart from these four words, I can't think of any other words to describe it.

I also tried the ground beetles. They were crunchy and crunchy, just like big melon seeds. Except for the burnt smell, they were a decent high-protein food. Unfortunately, the quantity was a bit small. It was just a snack at most, but it was also satisfying.

I am extremely satisfied. The requirements of a person in a desperate situation are so low. Two burnt insects are enough for me to continue working with a smile on my face.

This place was originally filled with excrement left by ground beetles, but when it was burned down, the excrement turned into ashes. The secret passage we were looking for must be on the ground. In desperation, I could only use my feet to pull away the ashes on the ground to see.

carefulness.

This is a lot of work. I checked all sixteen coffins and searched on the ground for a long time before I made a discovery in the center of the tomb. I kicked away some of the black ash, revealing some shallow ash underneath.

The grooves are stained red with red pigment.

I immediately squatted down and began to clean up the black ash in a large area, but when my hands touched the ashes, they felt wet.

The fire has been burning here for several days, and the moisture in the air is almost ready to evaporate. How can these ashes feel moist?

This discovery made me a little confused, so I sped up the cleaning process.

Not long after, a circular stone slab that was clearly embedded in the ground appeared, at least two meters in diameter, with a large red six-pointed star engraved on it, which had not faded even after a thousand years.

I touched the grooves on the stone slab. The red paint felt extremely delicate and even a little slippery, much like today's paint.

Although paint did appear quite early. In primitive society, Chinese ancestors knew how to use natural lacquer made from the sap of lacquer trees to make paint. By the Warring States Period, colored paint had appeared, but after all, it was different from today's paint. In terms of technology,

It is also very different and cannot reach the current state.

The pigments that make up the six-pointed star are no different from today’s paint!!

There is no way that the last heavenly official who built this place traveled from modern times, so I basically conclude that these pigments are not paint at all.

In addition, I also found that the groove material of the round stone slab is somewhat different. It is not made of stone. It has many pores and is quite elastic when pinched. It is very similar to today's foam!

"This damn girl seems to be Huang Lao Shen Jishu!"

I was dumbfounded and said: "This is something recorded in the Tianguan Juque chapter of the Ten Thousand Burials Sutra. My dad had mentioned it to me before, and my level was simply not qualified enough to learn it."

Huanglao Shenji Technique is also a relatively special kind of mechanism technique, which is somewhat related to the previous alchemy technique.

Alchemy is definitely related to Huang Lao's studies, so this kind of mechanism technique is also called Huang Lao's divine mechanism technique.

When it comes to alchemy, it is the most primitive chemistry. Gunpowder is made in this way, and the original version of drugs such as cold food powder is also made in this way!!

Well, although our ancestors made alchemy not for the pursuit of science, but for the purpose of immortality, gunpowder and other things were discovered by accident. It sounds like this is a bit unprofessional, but it is indeed the most primitive chemistry!

This Huang Lao Shen Ji Technique has something to do with chemistry. My dad said that this kind of mechanism art can communicate with ghosts and gods. In current scientific terms, it studies more than just chemical reactions between substances. It can be practiced to a very advanced level.

It is a place where even changes such as gene combination can be grasped. To put it bluntly, it has something to do with biology!

For example, if I want to crack the mechanism in front of me, I must first figure out what the pigment used to depict the six-pointed star is, what kind of thing can react with this thing, and then drip it into it...

If nothing unexpected happens, this round boulder has also been specially treated. The special material full of pores runs throughout the entire stone slab. When the pigment on the surface undergoes the correct chemical reaction, the pigment will turn into liquid and emerge from those pores.

It penetrated inside, and finally a violent explosion occurred, directly blowing up the boulder, and the passage below was naturally exposed.

We put our hands together, and our attitude was very clear, there is no fucking way I can do this job, I am not only a scumbag, I have never even read the Tianguan Juque Sutra, the level of this organization is a bit high, I can't fix it!

"Is it possible that you haven't read Lao Shizi's "The Book of Ten Thousand Burials" and haven't robbed the tomb designed by your ceremonial officer?"

Lao Bai curled his lips and hit the boulder with a crowbar. Not even a white spot was left, and the force of the shock made his fat face tremble.

At this time, even he put out the fire, and a few of us gathered in a pile, sighing, this mechanism was completely difficult for us.

Snap.

Suddenly, a drop of dark green liquid fell on the stone slab and splashed.

I was stunned and stared at the dark green liquid. I was very sure that it was definitely not water dragon oil. I was a little confused for a moment and subconsciously looked up...

On the top of the tomb, a man was hanging there, grinning ferociously at me...

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Chapter completed!