Daomu Biji

He got up and walked to the stone door of the Terracotta Warriors Road, touched the door frame, and said: This is indeed a mechanism, and it is also very simple. It can only deceive children, so your third uncle couldn't see it twenty years ago. You’ll find out in a few years.”

The fat man saw that he seemed to know something and said, Brother, if you know it, tell me immediately. Stop being so pretentious. I'm so damn anxious!

Menyouping said: Let me give you an example. You will understand as soon as you hear it. If there is a two-story building with one room on each floor, and you walk out of the room on the second floor, at this time, I will build another one under this floor. On the first floor, when you come back, the rooms on the second floor are already on the third floor, and the rooms on the first floor have become the second floor.”

This example is actually not a good one. The fat man heard this inexplicably. He stretched out two fingers and thought about it: One two, two one, one two one, what the hell one two three, the more you talk about it, the more confused I become!

I understood immediately that this was what the third uncle meant by the elevator. It seemed that when he first discovered this secret, the first thing that came to his mind was this word. I sighed and was shocked at the same time. This is both unexpected and reasonable, and such a structure is not complicated. It can really only be regarded as a trick to deceive children.

I saw that the fat man really couldn't understand, so I explained it to him again. Only then did he understand. Suddenly he lost interest and said, So that's it. Damn it's really simple. I thought there was a bigger mystery in it. It turns out But that’s it.”

I secretly felt ashamed. I originally studied architecture, and this institution was completely within the scope of architecture. I didn’t notice it at all. I really should review it. It seems that everything should be kept simple.

Menyouping's expression did not lighten up. After he carefully checked the door frame, he walked over to look at the water in the spring. Judging from his actions, it seemed that there was something he had not figured out. I asked him: Why, there are still questions. ?”

He nodded and said: There is a big contradiction between what Third Uncle said and our experience. I wonder if you have noticed it.

I looked at him doubtfully. In fact, I also felt that the statement he just made was a bit inappropriate, but I couldn't think of it. Menyouping said: The third uncle was lying in this room and did not go out of the figurine path. , no matter how the room is raised or lowered, he sees that it should still be this room, how could it change~

It dawned on me that this was indeed the case, and he added: Moreover, the ear chambers in ancient tombs are always symmetrical, and there cannot be only one room. Logically speaking, there should be another room opposite us.

We walked into the path of the figurines, picked up a flashlight and took a look. There was only a white jade brick wall on the opposite side, and there was no door. The ears of the stuffy oil bottle were pressed against the wall, and two fingers were pressed on the cracks in the bricks, bit by bit. I walked over and touched it for more than ten minutes. I walked over and shook my head. It looked like a real brick wall.

The fat man got impatient, yawned and said, Don't worry about the ear room, the damn way out hasn't been found yet. Even if you know what's going on, why don't you still die?

What the fat man said made sense. I sighed and thought about how the third uncle could escape twice. What method did he use? He didn’t have diving equipment when he came out the second time. Could it be that he was forced to escape? Did you swim out of the ancient tomb by holding your breath?

Among the things he has experienced, there must be something I don't know, but this old fritter won't say anything. Third uncle, third uncle, do you know that your nephew may be harmed by your casual nonsense? He died at the bottom of the sea more than ten meters deep.

Both of them were silent and seemed to be thinking about the whole thing. I also thought about it in my mind. In fact, there are only a few ways to get out of the ancient tomb. One is to return the same way. This is of course impossible. Unless our lung capacity can be the same as that of dolphins, the second step is to find the secret passage left by the original craftsmen. This is a half-effort method in dry fighting.

But in a sea battle, I'm afraid it's not realistic, because the whole shipwreck and underwater tomb are repaired on the ship and then sunk to the bottom of the sea. Even if a passage is used, it must be connected to the sea. This water has become the most convenient medium to isolate Yin and Yang. .

The third is the stupidest trick - dig it out directly. I looked up at the top of the treasure and saw only piles of bricks. I couldn't help but let out a sigh. Even if I could dig it, it would still be a huge project.

I tried to design this undersea tomb myself to see what would look like on the top of the treasure if I followed the simplest architectural principles.

What is certain now is that bricks alone cannot form an airtight structure. There must be sealed white plaster in the cracks of the bricks. There should be multiple layers of fire paint on the wooden boards as a water-proof sealing layer, and then the top layer is Apply plaster.

Thinking of this, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and already had a very bold plan. I said to them excitedly: Actually, we don't have to be afraid. I estimate that we are only ten meters away from the sea. This tomb is designed to accommodate the mechanism of the elevator. , it must be built very high, and the top of the tomb should not be too far from the bottom of the sea. If that doesn't work, you can dig directly up. The water above the sea bucket is not very deep. If it is done at low tide, I estimate that only the top As long as the sand doesn’t collapse, there’s still a chance to get out.”

The fat man waved his hand and said lazily: We didn't bring any tools when we came in. They were all made of stone bricks. What should we use to dig them? Do we use our hands?

I said, You don't understand this. Most of the bricks in shipwrecks and undersea tombs are hollow and can be crushed or broken. As long as we can find a few metal objects and knock them hard a few times, we will definitely be able to make them. Come to a hole.

When the fat man heard this, he cheered up and said: Hey - this method sounds like it might work. Let's not bother with the damn thing, just dig some tools out. This tomb is so big, there must be something in the main tomb chamber. There are bronze vessels for burial.

This person is like this. If he is dead, he will not want to do anything. But as soon as he knows that there is a glimmer of hope, all his wisdom will be mobilized. My mind was spinning very fast, and I suddenly had an idea of ​​how to make this hole. I studied architecture in college, and I was very familiar with this thing. After careful consideration, all aspects met the conditions. As long as this hole was If you can complete it within a few dozen minutes when the tide goes out, you have a great chance of escaping!

At this time, Menyouping said: There is still a long time before the tide recedes. I don't know if the air here can last until then. Everything depends on God's will.

The fat man jumped up and said: Damn it, it doesn't matter if the tide ebbs or not, find someone to cut it open first. It's too suffocating to be suffocated like this. I'd rather find a rice dumpling and be bitten in pieces. die!

I originally wanted to tell him that if he dug through when the tide was not low, the water above his head would be at least 2 meters deep. The water would rush in all at once, let alone climb out. It would probably only take as long as it would take only as long as the entire tomb of such a large tomb was filled. few minutes. But I saw that he was in such high spirits that I didn’t want to discourage him.

The three of us cheered up, packed up our things, and walked to the Terracotta Warriors Hall. As soon as we walked out of the stone gate of the corridor, the three of us were stunned at the same time. The fat man cursed: This place is too fucking evil.

In front of us, where there used to be a brick wall, a door appeared. I shined a flashlight and saw a huge golden nanmu coffin inside the door.