This was truly unprecedented. Even for zongzi, he had only seen ones that could jump and dance, but never one that could laugh. Zhang Qiling felt his heart tighten and hurriedly took a step back, alert all over, ready to deal with its next move. Unexpectedly, the mummy's hand, which was originally pointing to the sky, suddenly moved and turned horizontally to the east. At the same time, the whole room suddenly darkened, and the night pearl on the top of the pagoda went out instantly for some unknown reason. When they came in, they had turned off the flashlight to save batteries. The others were frightened and screamed. Zhang Qiling found that although the room was getting darker, it was not completely dark. He looked up and found that the four night-light pearls closest to the four walls were not extinguished. Just like the dim street lights on the dark street, they only illuminated a small area. At this time, Li Sidi's trembling voice came from the side: "There is a face on the wall!" Zhang Qiling was startled and turned his head to see that the yellow brick wall illuminated by the night-light pearl on the east side had changed light and shadow, and a huge pale face appeared for no reason. Zhang Qiling knew that it must be another trick. He jumped off the stone platform with a little annoyance and walked to the brick wall on the east side. He found that the wall was actually a shadow painting. This kind of painting is formed by the shadow of the gully on the wall when the light comes from a fixed angle. If the angle of the light is not right, the painting will not appear, but because these lines are too weird, in a highly tense situation, it is easy for people to imagine it as a scary human face. He looked at it carefully, and his heart was moved. The picture in front of him seemed to be a narrative painting, and judging from the content, it should be showing the situation when the Yunding Palace was just completed. He saw that the so-called palace was actually built on a very steep mountain. The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, which enveloped the entire palace, giving people a feeling of floating on the clouds. Zhang Qiling looked at the scene of the mountain. It seemed to be covered with snow, and the altitude should be very high. I don't know which mountain it is on. He turned his head and found that there were shadows on all four walls. He hurriedly turned to the brick wall on the south to continue looking. I saw this picture. On the cliff below the palace, many caves were built and connected by plank roads. A group of workers were using a "crane" to pull a huge coffin up one cave after another along the cliff, and the funeral procession lined up and climbed up along the plank road with difficulty . Zhang Qiling exclaimed, this palace. Could it be a mausoleum? Who is in this coffin?
Continuing to walk down, the picture on the west side was even stranger. The plank road on the cliff was actually on fire. This should be the result of the soldiers guarding the mausoleum burning the only road to the Heavenly Palace to ensure the safety of the mausoleum after the coffining ceremony. In this way, all small-scale tomb robbery can be basically eliminated. No one from the southern or northern schools has the ability to go to such a high altitude, climb a hundred-meter cliff, and pour a bucket. It is impossible and unnecessary. He had never encountered such a tomb in his memory, so he was surprised. He hurried to the last picture and was amused at first sight, because this picture was surprisingly simple: the Heavenly Palace on the top of the mountain suddenly disappeared, and only a piece of white snow was seen. Not only that. Even the cliff was covered with white. Although it was not very vivid, Zhang Qiling already knew that this should be an avalanche. He guessed that the fire might have caused the temperature to rise, loosening the snow above the palace and causing a large-scale avalanche, which not only buried the entire palace under the snow, but also covered the entire mountain, turning the palace into a real tomb. Seeing this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He really didn't expect that the final fate of the Cloud Top Palace would be like this. It seems that Wang Canghai is also worried about this. His outstanding work was directly crushed by an avalanche not long after it was built. It was enough to make him depressed until his death. No wonder he wanted to record this matter in such a secret way. This should be the tomb of a prominent figure. He certainly couldn't make this work public, but with his character that likes to show off, he would definitely let future generations know in some way that there is such a spectacular Cloud Top Palace in his work. The only thing that is unknown now is who is buried in this tomb. Zhang Qiling took a deep breath. At this time, he suddenly saw Wen Jin and two other people trying to move the large mirror in the southeast corner. He felt very strange and asked her what she was doing. Wen Jin said anxiously: "I just saw San Sheng hiding behind this mirror and he disappeared in a flash." Zhang Qiling then remembered his uncle's matter and hurried over to help. This 2-meter-high gold-plated bronze mirror with a blessing pattern was very heavy. They used all their strength to move it half a meter. Everyone leaned over to take a look and saw that there was a square hole more than half a person's height on the corner of the wall behind the mirror. Zhang Qiling looked inside and saw that it was pitch black and he didn't know where it led to.
When Wu Sanxing was planning the underground palace a few days ago, he did not find such a large room here, but Zhang Qiling had long known that the underground palace was not as simple as he planned, because shipwreck burial is different from land burial, there is a process of shipwreck, in which the ship must maintain absolute balance, so the symmetry of the mausoleum is very high. Although there is no error in principle in the underground palace planned by Wu Sanxing, it is obviously top-heavy. If it sinks with such a structure, it is estimated that the whole tomb will fall into the sea. He was too lazy to make a fuss at that time, so he did not tell Wu Sanxing. Now that he thinks about it, it is not surprising that there is a passage for balance here. He explained to everyone, turned on the flashlight and walked in first. Because the flashlights were always on when entering the robbery hole, they were basically a little short of power. Wen Jin asked them to open one in front and one in the back, and everyone else turned them off. The stone path was quite wide, and almost four people could walk side by side. Huo Ling felt uncomfortable when she saw Zhang Qiling and Wen Jin walking so close to each other, so she squeezed in. At this time, Zhang Qiling felt that something was wrong. He vaguely saw something moving in the darkness in front of him. At the same time, the increasingly strong fragrance in the air also attracted his attention. This feeling seemed to be that they were approaching the source of the fragrance. After walking a few steps further, the fragrance was so fragrant that he could not concentrate. He turned back to ask Wen Jin. Suddenly, he found that several people behind him had fallen to the ground. Wen Jin leaned against his forehead, looked at him confusedly, and fell into his arms. Zhang Qiling cried out that something was wrong and held his breath immediately, but it was too late. He only felt an irresistible sleepiness coming over him, and began to lean against the wall, and then gradually lost consciousness. In the dim light, he saw his third uncle squatting down and looking at him expressionlessly. When Menyouping said this, he took a deep breath and fell silent. He said: "When I woke up, I was lying on a hospital bed. I didn't remember anything, I didn't know anything until a few months later. I began to remember some fragments bit by bit. After a few years, I began to find that there was something wrong with my body." I couldn't help but want to interrupt him and ask him if he found that he would not age. But he didn't give me the chance, and continued: "I can't tell you what the problem is now, but I met your third uncle three months ago. I found that he was very familiar. In order to remember more things, I followed you to the Palace of Prince Lu. " He said here, and suddenly turned to me. He said: "I found that your third uncle was very problematic in the Palace of Prince Lu!" I was stunned, not knowing what he meant. He continued: "The piece of gold silk book you took out of the bronze coffin was actually fake. It was replaced by your third uncle a long time ago." I was shocked and shouted: "Nonsense! Didn't you replace it with his mother's?"
Men Youping glanced at me calmly and said, "No, it was your Third Uncle himself. He and Da Kui dug a hole from the back of the tree and directly dug to the bottom of the coffin. This is probably why Da Kui had to die." I felt cold all over when I heard it. I was more nervous than ever. Although I still wanted to stand on the side of Third Uncle, it was like a flash of lightning passing through my mind. Countless scenes jumped out. I remembered how Da Kui was poisoned, why Pan Zi was still sober before climbing the tree, but when we saw him on the ground, he was already in a deep coma, and when Fatty and I hadn't climbed out of the gap, he had already run over with a gasoline can. I couldn't think about it anymore. I just felt that everything in the world was upside down. I didn't know who was telling the truth and who was a liar, and who I should believe. I felt my mind was in a mess, and I couldn't control myself from talking to myself: "No, no, it's not that simple. There is no motive. Why did Third Uncle do this?" Men Youping said lightly: "If this person is really your Third Uncle, there is indeed no motive. But-" He sighed when he said this. I didn't understand what he meant, but I seemed to have believed him in my heart. I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I had been thinking about how many things Third Uncle had lied to me, but now, I have to think about how many things he had not lied to me. I really didn't expect things to change like this, but I changed my mind and thought that it was useless to think about these things now. No matter who is real or fake, it will be interesting after we escape. Otherwise, if we die here, what will happen if we know the truth ? Thinking of this, I quickly calmed down and relaxed myself. At this time, I found that the fat man had walked to the front of the stone tablet, squatting awkwardly, with his orchid fingers raised, combing his hair there. I frowned and shouted: "Fatty, what the hell are you doing again, can't you just be quiet?" He turned his head and pretended to be a woman's voice and said: "I'm combing my hair~, combing my hair won't kill you, why are you nagging?" I was helpless and asked him: "Combing your hair? Do you want to go to the Tianmen too?" The fat man said: "Of course, such a spectacular scene, how could I miss it, and you see, it's not easy for us to come down once, and that woman ran away again. It seems that we can't expect the commission. No matter what, we have to dig a few night pearls. As the saying goes, if you have money, you won't rob tombs, and if you rob tombs, you won't be empty-handed. " I cursed: "You've been listening for so long, and all you heard was a night-light pearl?" He was not convinced and said, "Hey, you really can't say that to me. There is another very important reason why I want to enter this heavenly gate. Do you know what it is?"