Chapter 15: Waiting

Looking at the figure on the throne from a distance, it was not very clear. Is it the body of Queen Mother of the West? I have experienced such things a lot. I feel that the evil spirits are soaring in the sky, so I immediately prepare the black donkey's hooves.

The fat man said: "It can't be the Queen Mother of the West. She will either be buried or lying in a coffin when she dies. There is no reason to sit. I think she may be a stone man."

Wen Jin said: "It is absolutely impossible to be a stone man. There is no figurine here. We have never seen a figurine along the way. It is so secret here, it is the holy land of Queen Mother of the West. This figure must be very important here, be careful."

The fat man said, "It's a pity that Pan Zi's gun was destroyed. Otherwise, I'll shoot it in the head with one shot, and it will be a human or a ghost."

I thought to myself that you can't beat him even if he is a ghost, but if he is a human, you will become a murderer.

But no matter what, we have to go there, because that place is the only place to approach the meteorite. We gathered people and headed towards the stone steps.

There will definitely be no mechanism here, because there is no condition to build the mechanism, and the stone steps are all smashed out in a very simple way. The bronze lamp holder on both sides, which might have been used for lighting, has now become completely rusted into a decoration. The fat man wanted to put one in his backpack, but it broke as soon as he touched it. He slowly stepped on the stone steps and felt like he was heavy and he felt like he was filled with lead. After a while, we kicked the black donkey's hoof and walked onto the divine platform with a furrow. There were so many people that he was brave and he had almost no hesitation. The mine lights gathered toward the figure, and he saw a person sitting on the throne.

When I walked closer, I found that it was a female corpse sitting upright on the throne.

The female corpse was wearing a very tedious head crown. If it weren't for the bun, it would be impossible to tell the difference between men and women. She was wearing a golden silk skirt and covered with jade pieces. The whole female corpse sat upright and was lifelike.

The female corpse's face turned blue. After a closer look, she found that it was covered with a layer of blue glue similar to lime on the face of the corpse, and then carefully sculpted it. The female corpse did not reveal a trace of flesh on her body, and she did not know how the corpse in her clothes was preserved. It looked like the clay Bodhisattva in the temple looked extremely gloomy under the mine light.

Behind the female corpse were two guards, wearing armor from the Western Regions. These two corpses were obviously not as well protected as the female corpse. You could see that the lime on the face had been shed, revealing the rotten bones inside. Because the armor was black, it looked like the same material as Yu Yong, we didn't see it just now.

The three ancient corpses stood or sat straight, obviously undergoing special treatment.

"Can this be the Queen Mother of the West?" the fat man asked softly.

I nodded: "Looking at the same situation, I didn't expect that she was really here. It must have been the ancients who disposed of her body and placed it here."

When the fat man saw the jade pieces, his eyes suddenly shone and said, "I finally saw some good things for Fatty. It turns out that this woman is wearing it. Women are women, and they can't bear to leave this foundation until they die." When I heard this, I immediately grabbed him before he moved.

The oil bottle told us not to get close. He pointed to the pattern carved on the ground around the throne. It was a human-faced bird with a big head and a small body. The pattern showed a disc to surround the throne in the center. He touched the edge of the disc with a very long finger and said, "There are tiny gaps and there may be balance mechanisms, so don't get close to her."

We breathed a sigh of relief, and then we remembered to look up at the top of our heads. The surface of the meteorite was almost on our Tianling Cover, and we could touch it with a jump. There were several deep holes on the top of our heads. When we shone in, we found that the holes led directly to the inside of the meteorite, which was not bottom-out, and the hole wall was very smooth, and it was indeed impossible to have been dug by hand.

What was Wang Zanghai looking for this thing? If according to what Wen Jin said, he was here to find the secret of the method of immortality, then what is the relationship between this meteorite and immortality?

I looked up and looked carefully, and as I looked, I suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon.

Why is the material of this meteorite so similar to a jade figurine? This color and luster seem to be the same material - I jumped up and touched it, and found that the meteorite was not cold at all, and it really seemed like jade.

Good, I thought to myself, shouldn’t this be a “meteor jade”?

There is a gem in this world called "meteorite", which is a special meteorite. Because its material feels very similar to jade, it is regarded as jade and is extremely precious in ancient times. However, the color of this meteorite is much darker than that of meteorite. Could it be a rare meteorite containing special ingredients? And those jade figurines are made of this meteorite?

If it is true, this thing is worth a lot of money. If it is so big, we will make a fortune even if we sell it by pound.

When I said my thoughts, everyone felt that it made sense.

"It seems that the formation of those blood corpses has a very deep relationship with this meteorite." Wen Jin said, "And when the Queen Mother of the West discovered this power, she used meteorites to make those jade figurines."

I immediately spread out and thought of something: "You said that the golden-wire jade clothes that were popular since the Han Dynasty can prevent corpses from rotting for thousands of years. However, the golden-wire jade clothes discovered in archaeology often even rotten. Obviously, this legend is unscientific. So where did this legend come from? At the beginning, could it be because those alchemists checked some ancient books and found the description of the golden-wire jade clothes for thousands of years to protect the corpse, but they didn't know that this jade was different from ordinary jade."

"Is it the Warring States silk book!" said the fat man, "You mean that the golden jade clothes of the Han Dynasty were made by imitating the jade figurines written on the Warring States silk book?"

"There is this possibility." I nodded, "Then Wang Zanghai discovered this flaw, so he began to look for the real materials for making this jade figurine in ancient books."

I suddenly felt that what was in my mind became clear. "Damn, if this is the case, then Wang Zanghai is looking for this meteorite jade in so many tomb robbers. Finally, he finally discovered the location of the meteorite jade, so he brought people here?"

"No." Wen Jin was not as excited as me. "According to what you said, since he has arrived here, he should have succeeded, but we did not see jade figurines in the underwater tomb. The jade figurines should not be Wang Zanghai's target."

"What is his goal?" I said. I think my idea is very reasonable.

Wen Jin looked at the holes in the meteorites and said to us: "I don't know, but I have a feeling that this target is inside these holes."

Wen Jin's tone was very mysterious. We were stunned for a moment and felt a little scared. Looking up at the holes, I thought what would be inside?

After looking for a while, she suddenly began to pull out the rope from her backpack and said to me: "I want to go in and take a look."

When I heard how this worked, I wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the Merry Oil Bottle. I looked at him for a moment and realized what he meant: we had a choice, but Wen Jin had no choice, and nothing was meaningless to say.

I sighed, feeling powerless. People only feel small when they cannot help the people they want to help. I always think that this kind of helplessness is only available in TV series, but I didn't expect that I would encounter it in reality, and it felt really bad.

Wen Jin was very quick and immediately started preparing, asking the oil bottle to help her connect the rope, use the mine lamp to illuminate the holes, and prepare to choose one to go in.

I originally wanted to find someone to serve her, but I found that it was unlikely. Although the holes were the size of tar barrels, the angle of the holes was almost vertical. When I went in, I had to use my knees or soles to push the hole wall upwards. Several of us men were too tall. After entering, my legs could not be bent completely and could hardly exert force, let alone fat man. If the diameter of the hole inside became smaller, he might be stuck. Only Wen Jin was petite and could barely use strength.

I was a little worried, but when I saw Wen Jin's agile appearance, I knew that this kind of worry was meaningless. Wen Jin tied a rope cover on her waist and was held onto her shoulder by the fat man. She leaned into the hole, then kicked the fat man hard and went in.

I shouted "Be careful", she responded and looked down at me. I found that her face looked a little strange, and she felt indescribable. Then she smiled at me and began to crawl deeper.

While putting the rope, we watched her gradually go deeper into the hole. The movement was very slow and obviously very difficult. Until we watched her mine light disappear, half an hour passed, and it was estimated that the distance we entered was less than fifty meters.

Looking at the whole process, I felt creepy. This was the feeling of climbing a thief hole, but how deep the hole was, it was at least two or three hundred meters away from the deepest part. It would definitely not feel good if it seemed to crawl into someone else's esophagus, not to mention that when you climb to the middle of the journey, you would be unable to reach the front and back.

I looked up at the hole for more than ten minutes, and my neck couldn't bear it anymore. I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so I sat down and rested like my third uncle and some guys, took off my clothes and wiped my body with soy sauce to drive away the cold. The rope was kept putting it inside. A dozen meters away, the fat man confirmed with Wen Jin inside and sent a few signals.

The atmosphere was very solid. We didn't say anything, nor did we know what to say. On the one hand, the female corpse behind us was creepy, and on the other hand, we were worried about Wen Jin's safety.

After waiting for about an hour, I suddenly heard the fat man say "um". I immediately stood up and asked what was going on. He said, "My sister hasn't responded."

We leaned over and saw the fat man pulling the rope and pulling it a few times. Some of the rope was pulled off and no one pulled the rope back.

My mind tightened and thought to myself that something was wrong, so I signaled the fat man to try again.

The fat man pulled it a little longer, but the rope was still pulled down, and his brows frowned, "No, the rope is very light, as if there is no one tied to the other end."

When the man oil bottle heard this, his face changed and he immediately said to the fat man: "Pull her out!"

The fat man immediately pulled the rope hard and quickly. I saw that the force he pulled was wrong. There was no need to force it. The rope was pulled out by him like running water, and it was pulled to the vertical section. The rope was knotted into a whole and fell out of the hole, hitting all the way on me, wrapping me inside.

I broke free from the rope and picked up the end and looked at it. I found that there was no trace of the splitting. The rope was untied by her. We looked at each other and suddenly I felt a very bad feeling in my heart. Fuck, Wen Jin untied the rope by herself?

Mon Oil Biao's face was solemn. He pressed the fat man's shoulder and stepped on the fat man's back with all his might. Then he jumped and got into the hole. His movements were so fast that he couldn't stop him. The fat man shouted, "Rose! Bring the rope!" He ignored him and shrank upwards in a few strokes.

When I saw that he didn't carry a rope, I immediately shouted to the fat man: "Squat down." The fat man was furious: "Don't hell think I'm a groom."
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