Chapter 44 Nine Palace Flying Stars (I)
No one can answer this question.
After a long while, Jiang Xian said in a deep voice: "We cannot guess the answer with the clues we have now. However, so many murals indicate a good news."
He looked at everyone with a burning gaze, and spoke with a hint of excitement: "The most important things in the world are war and sacrifice. This is the ancient custom. In any tomb or underground palace, it is not the more exquisitely decorated the place is, the more important it is. Instead, the more narrative reliefs and texts there are, the more important it is! If you add an altar..."
His gaze finally fell on the altar, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Everyone, we are infinitely close to the core of this underground palace! Perhaps... it is behind this hall!"
"Are you sure?" Hong Si Niang's eyes flashed and she asked immediately.
There is danger at every step along the way. There is no better news than this.
"I'm sure." It was Ling Xiaozi who answered him. He flicked his whisk and said, "The reason why ancient tombs were so magnificent was because they wanted to continue to enjoy their glory after death. They believed in the underworld, the Pure Land, and the Heaven. Whether or not one can continue to enjoy glory and wealth is not something that people can say. It is proven by things one by one."
He pointed to the surrounding murals and reliefs: "These things are not for modern people to see, but for the gods to see. They describe their achievements and prove that they are qualified to continue to enjoy the glory of their lifetime. Therefore, the closer to the core, the more murals and inscriptions there are. There is no ancient tomb underground palace that has been around for thousands of years that cannot avoid this iron rule."
The Eight-Armed Arhat looked visibly relieved, but at this moment, Jiang Xian said, "The bad news is, I checked before you came up, there is no other passage here."
"Impossible." Ling Xiaozi frowned and said, "Dayan 49, the circulation is one. The ancients did not do things to the extreme, especially in tombs. There must be a way left, this way is not for people to walk, but for the King of Hell, the Judge, and the Lord of the Palace."
He narrowed his eyes and looked around: "There must be some clues here."
The scene fell silent.
No one spoke, and they all fell into deep thought. Hong Si Niang leaned against the clock face, her eyes sweeping across the surrounding murals. After more than ten minutes, all she could see were walls covered with dust and spider webs. The irritation brought by made him take out his lighter out of habit. However, he didn't hold it firmly, and the lighter fell to the ground with a clang.
Ding——a slight sound was heard. No one paid attention to it, but three seconds later, everyone turned around and stared at his direction.
Hong Si Niang was also stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered her head, but... she found that Ling Xiaozi was already lying on the ground like a mangy dog, his nose twitching constantly.
"you……"
"Don't talk!" Ling Xiaozi's eyes were intoxicated: "I heard... the voice of fate... lift your feet!"
Hong Si Niang raised her feet obediently and walked to the bottom of the altar. The Eight-Armed Arhat, like Ling Xiaozi, rushed to the altar in one step and looked at the ground intently.
It was unknown how many years had passed here, and the dust on the ground was covered with footprints. Under the flashlights of the Eight-Armed Arhat and Ling Xiaozi, their footprints...actually appeared a deep purple color!
"When a lighter falls and hits the ground, there won't be this kind of metallic crisp sound." The eight-armed arhat flipped his hand, and a willow leaf dart appeared at his fingertips. It suddenly stabbed towards the floor of the altar. Then there was another crisp sound, and the sound of "ding" was like a yellow oriole leaving the valley, which disappeared in an instant.
"The entire altar is made of metal." The eight-armed arhat breathed a little faster, his plump chest heaving. He suddenly raised his head and looked at everyone: "My willow leaf dart is made of fine steel, and a slight scratch will leave a mark. This hardness..."
She took a deep breath and couldn't help but smile: "It's gold."
"Siguoyi...Siguoyi!!" Ling Xiaozi didn't care about the ashes on the ground at all. He lay on the altar like a maggot and said in a trembling voice: "It's fate... It's all my fate..."
Jiang Xian kicked the other person away and rushed to the altar to squat. Only then did he clearly see that after wiping off the dust, the floor was paved with square "bricks". He scratched it with his fingernail and a mark immediately appeared .
"It's really gold..." Even though Jiang Xian was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by this huge fortune.
Even if they turned around and left now, the price of this altar... if they fully excavated it, it would be a sky-high price, incalculable! Even if they took out a little bit, it would be enough for them to live on for several lifetimes!
He quickly suppressed the fluctuations in his heart. No matter how good the treasure was, he had to live to enjoy it. He had to find the truth about the Black Death Butterfly before he could talk about anything else.
"Why is this gold... purple?" Hong Si Niang also came to his side, ran her fingers across the cleared ground, and asked in confusion.
"This is Han purple." Jiang Xian said from the other side, "It is made of Han purple ore crystals, sepiolite, attapulgite and other mineral crystals. This technology was only available in the 1990s."
He squatted on the ground, brushed his fingers inch by inch, and suddenly raised his head: "But Han purple appeared on the Terracotta Warriors more than 2,000 years ago!"
Super era contact!
"Han purple never fades. Most importantly... its adsorption capacity is more than 5,000 times that of ordinary activated carbon. Its disinfection and purification functions are extremely significant. Moreover, it can be recycled without secondary pollution." He pondered for a few seconds and glanced at everyone: "Among all the imperial tombs before Christ, Han purple is the only purple. It is noble and cannot be used for paving tiles."
Ling Xiaozi blinked and suddenly jumped up: "You, you mean, there is something poisonous nearby? So you deliberately applied Han purple to isolate it?"
After these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned to the body under the clock.
"Senior, I'm sorry." Jiang Xian grabbed Zhanlong with one hand and swung the sword in a flower shape. With a flash of sword light, the sword had already hooked the corpse's clothes. He dragged and tugged, and hooked the corpse out from under the big bell.
His technique was very good, and not a single bone fell off, but it was still messy. After dragging the body out, he immediately tore open the man's clothes. However, the moment they saw the corpse, everyone frowned deeply.
The body was intact, but... starting from the left arm, it was completely black. The entire chest, abdomen, and spine were all black.
"Highly poisonous." The Eight-Armed Arhat narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "A poison that can turn most bones black, and will definitely make the deceased lose the ability to move. The onset time is extremely fast and the nature is very strong. The deceased will be in excruciating pain."
She raised her head solemnly and looked at the altar: "After being poisoned like this, he should have lost his ability to move immediately. In other words, he was poisoned where he died. Such a strong poison would not allow him to escape too far from the poisoning site. Perhaps... this is what Han Zi isolated!"
Jiang Xian looked at her intently and said word by word, "Then why did he go up there?"
These words were like sunlight shining through the fog. After a half-second of silence, everyone stood up and walked quickly towards the altar.
The body was moved away. Because it was blocked by the body, there was no dust here, and one could clearly see that where the body was originally lying... there was a map engraved!
A map of the Qin Dynasty!
"This is why he came up." Jiang Xian licked his lips excitedly and immediately squatted down to observe carefully.
It extends from the East China Sea in the east to Longxi in the west, from the Great Wall in the north to the South China Sea in the south. Although the map is not as detailed as the modern one, it is also extremely detailed. The third-level altar is about 30 meters wide, and the map is 10 meters wide, completely outlined on the floor tiles. However, within the territory of the Qin Dynasty, 36 gold bricks disappeared.
There was a dark hole at the bottom. It was not deep, about one foot. And, nine groups of words carved in Qin Xiaozhuan surrounded the map.
"Tan Lang, Ju Men, Lu Cun, Wen Qu... Lian Zhen, Wu Qu, Po Jun, Zuo Fu, You Bi..." After Hong Si Niang finished muttering these, the Eight-Armed Arhat's eyes flashed, and the two said in unison: "Is this... the feng shui turns around?"
Feng Shui is also called Nine Palaces Flying Stars. If the country is used as a blueprint, it is to calculate the fortune of a day.
The country is divided into nine stars, which are arranged in different directions . The Nine Palace Flying Stars emphasize the Three Yuans and Nine Movements, which can be flown forward or backward. Each dynasty has its own Nine Palace Flying Stars map. The order of the Nine Palace Flying Stars in each dynasty is different, and the nine flying stars are constantly changing their positions.
Specifically, the Nine Palaces Flying Stars is to calculate what kind of luck will happen to the location represented by a certain star. When the luck of this point is about to run out, where can we find new luck. The luck of any star is not constant, so after a round of Nine Palaces deduction, we will find something very interesting, that is, almost every point has a period of prosperity . This is the so-called Feng Shui rotation. In every dynasty, there are special Feng Shui masters who calculate these things.
Jiang Xian's eyes lit up: "The Qin Dynasty had 36 counties, corresponding to 36 holes. The feng shui in the external book changes... Is this... the route for us to deduce the Qin Dynasty's Nine Palace Flying Stars?"
If I'm not mistaken, this is the clue to the final secret room!
Not far away... Only one Nine Palace Flying Star away from them... However, just as he finished speaking, he saw bitter smiles on the faces of Hong Si Niang and Eight-Armed Arhat.
“Difficult?”
"Difficult, very difficult." Eight-armed Luo smiled bitterly and said, "The Nine Palace Flying Stars of any dynasty will always focus on the Central Palace. The so-called Central Palace is the place where this dynasty flourished."
"However, the Qin Dynasty was founded in Longxi, but its capital was in Chang'an. If we cannot determine the true owner of this place, we cannot decide on the imperial harem."
"Not only that." Hong Si Niang continued, "Even if we figured it out, how do we activate it?"
Everyone was silent. Generally speaking, to break the Nine Palace Flying Stars, no matter whether it is forward or reverse, you only need to determine the order of the flying stars to break the situation. However, this "定" is not an adjective, but a verb.
The so-called "flying stars" are to use corresponding objects and place them in corresponding positions. Even a blade of grass or a stone. But now in front of them is a flat purple gold floor tile. There is no substitute!
Ling Xiaozi frowned and said, "What if... we use something on us as a substitute? For example, a flashlight? Once we know where we are going, we can throw the flashlight into the hole?"
Hong Si Niang took a puff of her cigarette, exhaled a puff of blue mist, and raised her chin towards a hole on the side: "Look over there."
Ling Xiaozi looked around and saw a rusty flashlight placed in the hole!
