Chapter 032 Howling Abyss

If we rely on a creature like Sartre to find the gate of hell through its pupils, then I think it is completely absurd.

I firmly believe that this idea of finding the gate to hell must be some kind of rhetoric. Its real purpose and function are by no means something on a mysterious and mysterious level.

To use an analogy.

Every thousand years a drought demon appears.

The millennium drought has brought about endless droughts. The land is cracked, no grass can grow, and victims are everywhere.

But it is actually drought caused by drought. It is also said that the drought is the product of a rare drought that occurs once in a thousand years.

In other words.

From a certain perspective, it may be a metaphor that the gate to hell can be found through Sartre's endless dark eyes.

Like the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, Sartre was born.

Sartre is also a symbol of disaster. Not long after the Eight Kings Rebellion, the Central Plains was indeed like an endless fire hell!

In this way, it is not good news that we can see Sartre with our own eyes.

At the very least, what it can bring us is definitely not good luck.

Sartre's tall body has not yet revealed its murderous intent. It does not seem to regard us as enemies, or perhaps it does not want to protect this tomb.

Sartre's dark eyes looked at us, and at that moment it seemed as if his whole body was being sucked in.

Those pupils were bottomless black, like two dark and shiny buttons.

Being stared at by such a pair of strange eyes, none of the three people dared to act rashly.

Holding a talisman in one hand and a gun in the other, the talisman should have no effect on this guy, but can the power of the pistol kill it?

All three of them moved extremely slowly. I slowly retracted my left hand holding the talisman and placed it under my right hand holding the gun.

The fat man closed one eye and took aim, always ready to spray red fury from the barrel of Colt's gun.

Long Wu wasn't idle either. Although he didn't move much on the surface, one hand was already caressing the handle of the Wujin Mountain Blade. His sword-moving technique was strange and as fast as lightning.

If the two sides fight for the first time, the speed of our shooting will not necessarily be faster than Long Wu's knife!

But we never thought that before we could respond, Satyr suddenly jumped up and ran away, like a tall butcher going crazy with a sheep's head on his head. We were stunned on the spot and could not pursue him for a long time.

"It ran away...what?" The fat man hesitated for a moment, then wanted to catch up with a gun.

The direction in which Sartre ran was the end of the Shinto, which led to another hall. Seeing that it was running at a ghostly speed, but making very little noise while running, I wondered if that muffled sound was actually coming from it.

Seeing that Satyr was about to disappear at the end of the Shinto, the fat man trotted two steps, raised the Colt and tried to pull the trigger to fire two bursts.

Disaster is far away from you, which is something you wish for.

I was afraid that Fatty would attract that Satyr back again due to his recklessness, so I hurriedly stopped Fatty.

"Don't shoot! Just let it escape. There are very few historical records of this kind of thing. It's best not to get into trouble.

It happens to be a minefield for us when it goes there. If there is any clever trick to destroy it, that would be great. "

The fat man took back his gun and said worriedly: "I'm afraid that guy will come back quickly if he leaves quickly. If we kill him in return, the gain will be greater than the loss. Lao Cao, you have also seen that such a big guy can run without making any sound." , It’s really weird! Could it be that its feet are made of cotton?”

As for whether Satre's feet are made of cotton, I don't dare to speculate, but one fat man's analysis is right. No danger can be underestimated in the unpredictable tomb.

So I immediately told Fatty to guard the entrance of the ear chamber with a gun, while Long Wu and I went to the right ear chamber to investigate.

I thought that the right ear chamber and the left ear chamber would correspond to each other, but I didn't expect that the right ear chamber suddenly opened up. Compared with the small ear chamber of about ten square meters on the left end, this one is much bigger. few,

A casual scan of the searchlight can determine that it is thirty or forty square meters.

There are bare walls in this huge space. I thought that the missing mural on the left would be reflected in this ear room, but the actual situation was far from what I expected.

Fortunately, no living creature was found under the general sweep of the light. It must be that the muffled groan was indeed made by the Satyr.

In the empty space, there is only a huge square bulge in the center, like a bunker placed in the middle of the ear room.

It must not be a coffin or anything like that, but what it is exactly needs to be seen closely.

But I was not worried about the reckless fat man. I withdrew from the ear room and said to the fat man guarding the door:

"Focus on your moves and don't blindly pursue them. If you notice anything unusual, be sure to report to me in the ear room."

The fat man is also surprised. Isn't it a small room? Why go in and report?

He couldn't help but poke his head inside, and then discovered that there was a hidden cave in the ear room on the right side.

The fat man said to me: "Old Cao, you are quite familiar with the architectural style of ancient imperial tombs. Can you tell me, although both sides are both side chambers, why are they so different? Is there some fraud in it? Otherwise, it would be too unfair. It’s in line with the rules.”

The layout of this bizarre underground palace is chaotic. It is dressed in the appearance of the Jin Dynasty, but it has the internal structure of the Western Han Dynasty.

I guess that the ear chamber on the other side may not have looked like this at the beginning, but it has just undergone some kind of modification.

However, this conjecture requires detailed observation inside the ear chamber before it can be confirmed. This can be proven if there are obvious faults.

The emergence of something like Sartre has already confirmed that this ancient tomb is inextricably linked to the original Eight Kings Rebellion. The Western Jin Dynasty usurped the imperial power of Cao Wei, and now the information about the Cao family has been revealed.

The Cao family and the Sima family are incompatible with each other. If this ancient tomb really passed through the hands of Cao Cao, it was later known to Sima Yi. With Sima Yi's character, it is very likely that this ancient tomb will be changed beyond recognition.

Although I have some understanding of the Feng Shui pattern in the ancient tombs, I don't understand the techniques of its transformation.

The theory of Feng Shui has been circulating for five thousand years, and it has developed relatively maturely by the Western Han Dynasty.

The layout of most Feng Shui patterns is interconnected, and each link is within another link. The details must not be changed easily.

I told the fat man that the huge square bulge in the center of the ear chamber was probably the "patch" after the modification.

Of course, this is just speculation at the moment.

The fat man wanted to go to the main hall to hunt for treasures. He was already a little impatient as I listened to my explanations, which became more and more detailed. He urged me to go in quickly to check. He was guarding the door for us outside.

Long Wu and I walked in the huge and empty stone room, and the sound of footsteps echoed endlessly.

In this ethereal environment, people can easily have illusions.

As I walked, I always felt the sound of a third person’s footsteps.

Looking back suddenly, I found that the fat man was still guarding the door obediently and did not follow him.

When the fat man saw my searchlight shining back, he asked me loudly: "What's wrong, Lao Cao?"

I tried to lower my voice as much as possible: "It's okay! Just stay there and hold the door!"

After saying that, I raised my hand in front of the searchlight and made a silent gesture to the fat man. Regardless of whether he could see it or not, I had no choice but to continue to approach the square protrusion.

I walked very slowly for a distance of more than ten meters, and kept scanning the lamppost, hoping to see signs of the renovation of this ear room.

But disappointingly, the surrounding bare walls contained no valuable discoveries.

When we came to the square protrusion, Long Wu and I observed it carefully.

It was discovered that this seemed to be a huge stone statue base, square and square, with densely engraved words on all sides, and it seemed that the whole thing was hollow.

This reminds me of the fish-scale stone statue near the entrance of the underground palace. The stone base below is hollow, and there are many Nanweng immortal stones placed in it.

Could it be that the Nanweng Immortal Stone placed inside is also there? Is this the place where Nanweng Immortal Stone is stored?

If it is as suspected, how were such a large number of Nanweng Immortal Stones collected and transported?

He lowered his head and thought.

Since I haven't shaved for several days, the black bristles growing on my chin and pricking my collarbone are very uncomfortable.

At present, the most famous burial pits in large mausoleums are the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

However, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang are only six meters underground.

At present, the deepest excavation in all mankind is the Gate of Hell in Russia. The former Soviet Union frantically delved more than 10,000 meters underground until they heard the sounds from hell - countless recordings of demons crying and howling.

It is still an unsolved mystery that the former Soviet Union dug the Gate of Hell. There are many theories about the screams of evil spirits more than 12,000 meters underground.

The most mentioned thing is that the development of science and technology at that time was limited, and the recording equipment was likely to produce unstable signals more than 10,000 meters underground, so the "sound of signal disorder" was accidentally heard.

Some experts even suggested that it was the sound of wind coming from underground, but is there really wind in the underground world?

I think that equipment that can explore more than 10,000 meters underground has been developed. How can simple recording equipment become a burden?

The sound of hell is definitely not groundless, although there is a lot of evidence that it is a product of the Soviet Cold War madness.

But the Soviet Union’s original purpose was indeed to “dig through the earth.”

But at this position of more than 12,000 meters, I suddenly heard the screams of evil ghosts, which were more like the howling abyss.

The project suddenly stopped at this point! Therefore, the current deepest location for human underground exploration will always be fixed at more than 12,000 meters.

But for the earth, this depth is only 0.2% (0.2%) of the earth’s radius, yes, that is two thousandths!

To put it more intuitively, digging to a depth of more than 10,000 meters in the earth is only equivalent to digging through the skin of a big apple.

The radius of the earth is 6731 kilometers, which is more than 6.7 million meters (6731000 meters)!

If converted into diameter, this length must be multiplied by two.

Therefore, the former Soviet Union’s crazy idea of digging through the earth cannot be realized no matter what.

Even if it is a depth of 100,000 meters, for the earth, that is just the beginning!

Then extend the above conclusion to the level of modern warfare.

It is said that the major countries that now possess nuclear weapons can destroy the earth dozens of times with a single salvo.

In fact, this is simply a fallacy.

Strictly speaking, that is enough energy to destroy all living things on the surface dozens of times.

But for the earth, it's like scratching an itch and it doesn't matter at all.

For billions of years, what kind of creature has Mother Earth not taken care of?

Triassic period, Cretaceous period, giant dinosaurs, and 10,000-ton beasts under the sea. Human beings are just passers-by after all.

Therefore, the "nuclear weapons" scientifically developed by gathering all the wisdom of all mankind are our self-proclaimed "ultimate power". For Mother Earth, it is at most a facial cuticle cleanser.

Let millions of nuclear bombs, hydrogen bombs, and neutron bombs be exploded. The earth just produced a small acne mark!

I’ve never heard of anyone being blown up into a pockmarked face, or someone can be killed by a blast!

Moreover, it is a planet that can repair and heal itself!