Instructing the Archaeological Team, Was Actually Regarded As a Tomb Robber

Everyone went all the way along the pavement. After walking for a long time, they didn't know how much distance they had walked. The pavement gradually widened and they finally saw the exit.

Everyone crawled out, feeling like they were reborn, and they could finally stand up straight.

Especially Fatty Wang, this guy clutched his old waist. If he hadn't known that there was an underground palace waiting for him, he would definitely not have come in and suffered this crime.

Everyone looked at the front, and in front of it turned out to be a very deep river channel, about ten meters deep and five or six meters wide, and there was no water in the river channel.

Ye Chengdao: "This should be the diversion channel. The water of the moat is led out from here. It keeps the water alive and does not stink, and it prevents the water level from being poured back. In ancient tombs, the amount of water is strictly regulated. , this is the thing that most affects the layout of Feng Shui.”

There are river ridges for one person to walk on both sides of the canal, and there is a stone bridge above it.

"What now? Where are we going?"

After leaving the row, I didn't see the underground palace, which made everyone suddenly seem to have lost their direction.

Ye Cheng said: "Go along the river first. Since this row has been dug to the back, there must be a front, it can't be out of thin air!"

"Makes sense!"

Everyone walked along the river for a distance, and sure enough, they found a hole on the opposite river wall.

The hole was also blocked with broken corpses.

When the river fills the channel, no one would have thought that there would be a hidden channel beneath the channel.

The crowd did not hesitate, and went straight in.

Drilling back and forth from the inside, the same technique, the same row, it can be seen that the person who digs this row should not be an ordinary craftsman, but a master.

Even, Ye Cheng felt that the person who dug this row was very likely to be Wang Zanghai Ben Wang.

King Wannu grabbed Wang Zanghai to help him build a tomb. It was impossible to let him out, and he would definitely be trapped here. It is reasonable for Wang Zanghai to build an escape channel in advance.

Moreover, although the wisdom of the ancients is not low, for ordinary craftsmen, they still do not have this ability.

It would not be surprising if Wang Zanghai had dug out such a passageway that could store air.

After another long time, they finally crawled out.

The place where I came out was a tomb built of black rock. It was not high, and people could barely stand upright, but it was very wide. There were many earthen pots neatly placed around the tomb, each of which was half the height of a person. It is roughly estimated. There are over a thousand cans.

"This place is so short, and there are so many jars, what are you doing?" Everyone was curious.

Ye Cheng leaned over to take a look, the jars were all rotten, but he could smell a faint smell of wine, and some jars seemed to have some liquid in them.

"This should be the wine cellar used to store wine, and the wine for the funeral of King Wannu!"

"Oh, feelings, this Wannu Wang is still an old drunk!" Fatty Wang teased.

On the black walls on all four sides, there are some simple reliefs, engraving the situation of the emperor's banquet. The reliefs are not well preserved. It may be related to the connection between this place and the outside world. Although the volcanic gas here is not so deadly, it is definitely corrosive. stronger than normal air.

It is a miracle that the murals here can be preserved.

It is a pity that those pictures that have been preserved can only be seen roughly.

On the left and right walls of the tomb, there is a stone gate, behind which is a dark lacquered corridor.

A cold wind blew out from the inside, making people shiver.

The light of the flashlight shines in, and it never ends.

"If these wines are brought out, are they really aged for thousands of years?"

"Haha, it's been a thousand years, you are sure someone dares to drink it."

"Huang Quan's life-threatening big stick."

"It is estimated that there is no alcohol smell, and the rest can only be water. It is impossible to completely seal it at the level of ancient times."

"Hey, it's a pity that there are so many jars of wine."

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Netizens are still regretting those wines. The wines that can be drunk by King Wannu must have been very precious back then, but unfortunately, they were all put here in vain.

Ye Cheng and the others were observing the surroundings, while Fatty Wang came to a wine jar and knocked on the soil seal on it with a knife.

Suddenly, a strange smell drifted out.

There is a slight smell of alcohol, and it is said that it is fragrant or not, and it is smelly.

Fatty Wang took a few mouthfuls greedily, feeling quite enjoyable, his head was dizzy, and his cheeks became slightly red, as if he had been drinking too much.

"Hey, I'm going, it's such a fragrant wine, this **** is a good old wine!" Fatty Wang sighed.

Everyone else smelled the wine too.

Ye Cheng glared at Fatty Wang, "A dog can change to eat shit, but you can't change your stinky hand!"

This guy is really unreliable, he just opened a bottle of wine.

Fatty Wang sneered, "Hey, little brother, this is a real fairy wine, a fine wine that only the emperor can drink. Come on, this wine has turned black, and there is no water at all, this is the real thing. The aged sauce stuffed!"

Having said that, the guy took out the dagger and dipped it in it to try it.

Li Duoduo said: "This is expired food, fat brother, take it easy."

Fatty Wang didn't take it seriously, "Hey, you don't understand, wine stored in cellars for thousands of years won't go bad. I heard that the wine can be immortal if you eat it under a thousand-year-old wine. Some of them are specially for that wine, and it will be fine if you taste it, at most you will have diarrhea."

Everyone was speechless at what he said.

Ye Cheng leaned over the jar and looked inside. Indeed, as Fatty Wang said, the wine had turned black. Logically speaking, it was still pure brew. If it was a century-old wine, it would definitely sell for a good price. .

But if it's a thousand years, it's not easy to talk about.

"Wait, what is that?"

Ye Cheng's night eyes saw the contents of the drink through the black liquid, and his expression instantly became strange.

Then he raised his head and glanced at Fatty Wang, who was tasting the drink with a satisfied face, his face became extremely strange.

He put the jar down directly and poured out all the liquid inside.

"Oh, I'm going, little brother, what are you doing? You're throwing a lot of money, you're throwing a lot of money!" Fatty Wang immediately became anxious when he saw the wine spilled on the ground.

Others did not understand Ye Cheng's behavior.

"Look carefully at ~www.readwn.com~ what's inside!" Ye Cheng said solemnly!

Everyone looked towards the ground and saw that there were many dark red flocs in the black wine tank like mud, like fragments of inferior quilts.

The fat man was not reconciled, and fiddled with the dagger. When he saw the contents clearly, his face changed immediately. He started to retching when he ran to the side, and kept spitting. to spit it out.

Others also saw what was hidden in the wine.

Those red flocs were the corpse of a baby that had not been fully soaked. The flesh had completely melted into the wine, but the skin and bones were still there, so it formed a cotton-wool-like mass.

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