After walking for a long time, I don’t know how many distances I walked, the route gradually widened and I finally saw the exit.
The group slowly climbed out, and there was a very deep river canal in front of them, about ten meters deep and five or six meters wide, and there was no water in the canal.
Wu Xie looked at the construction of the canal and explained directly: This is a water diversion canal, which leads the water from the moat from here to keep the water as living water, and does not smell, and prevents the water level from pouring back.
There are river ridges on both sides of the canal for one person to walk on, and a stone bridge is also built on it.They walked over carefully and came to the other side of the river. The fat man asked how to walk now?
Wu Xiedao: This canal is connected to the canal outside, and it should be considered a canal, so we follow the water.
Pan Zi squatted down and looked at the traces of the water flow, pointed to the side and said: Where.That's not Master Dao, he... shouldn't they be behind us?
Looking at Yi Chen Buyan as if he was on a trip, the fools could see that they did not come in by climbing a thief hole, but everyone knew Ye Wudao's magical powers. Even if this person was not an immortal, he was probably not far from the immortal.
At the same time, many people were also worried that such a true immortal in the world could take action personally. What exactly is there in the innermost King Wannu and the bronze gate? Is it really that scary?
Although Pan Zi and Fatty Wang both have their own little thoughts, they are not essentially the kind of inhumane demon. If the things inside really threaten the whole world, they will definitely stand on Ye Wudao's side. Jie Lianhuan chose to cooperate with Ye Wudao for this reason.
After successfully joining, a group of people continued to move forward. Not long after, a square and very regular square hole appeared on the stone wall on the edge of the river ridge in front.
Fatty Wang started the cold fireworks and threw them out, illuminating the black stone slabs on the ground outside the square cave. It was obvious that this was the wall sealing stone of the underground palace.
Fatty Wang crawled out, fired a lot of cold fireworks and threw them around, and then greeted others, and then the others crawled out of the tunnel.
The place where we came out was a tomb built with black rocks. It was not high and people could barely stand up straight, but it was very wide. There were many clay pots neatly placed around the tomb, which might be wine cans used for burial, each of which was half a person tall.
It is roughly estimated that there are more than a thousand cans, and it seems that Emperor Wannu may be a drunkard.
Looking at the somewhat greedy Carolina, Ye Yu knew it well. It was indeed related to the demon, because one of the demon's biggest hobbies is drinking, but these are not considered high-quality good wines. In this regard, the level of this demon should not be too high.
On the black walls, there are some simple reliefs carved the situation when the emperor held a banquet. The reliefs were not well preserved, which may be related to the communication between this place and the outside world. Although the volcanic gas here is not as fatal as Pan Zi said, it is definitely more corrosive than ordinary air. It is a miracle that the murals here can be preserved.
Unfortunately, the preserved pictures can only be seen in one rough view.
On the left and right walls of the tomb, there is a stone gate, and behind it is a dark corridor.
A cold wind blew out from it. Fatty Wang picked up two cold fireworks and threw one in, but he didn't see his head.
Seeing that Wu Xie's expression was wrong, Pan Zi asked Wu Xie to take a break first. Wu Xie, who was weak in body, was indeed a little overwhelmed with internal injuries. So he sat on the wine jar and gasped, and the others packed up their equipment again.
Pan Zi checked and reasoned: I guess the things obtained by the Great Jin Dynasty plundered the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty and the treasures offered by the Southern Song Dynasty were either in the hands of Genghis Khan, or it must be in this place.
Don't think it's too beautiful.Most of the tributes paid by the Southern Song Dynasty were silk and satin. This kind of thing was not easy to put on and was difficult to deal with. I think even if there were, it would be almost rotten.Let’s not always think about things in the underground palace, but it’s better to consider the immediate interests.
Fatty Wang said that, he went to study the wine tanks, wanting to move a can and see what was written on the bottom of the can.
Seeing this, Wu Xie immediately dissuaded him: This kind of jar is too rough, don’t bother, and no one wants to sell mutton, crumbs and pickled vegetables to others.
Who said I am thinking about this tank? Don’t think that you fat grandpa, I have to make it clear.
Fatty Wang knocked open the sealing mud of a can of wine with a dagger, and a strange smell suddenly floated out, saying it was fragrant or not, and it was quite satisfying to smell it too much, and I don’t know what kind of wine it was.
Wu Xie had only seen wine in a large number of classics before, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes. At this time, he became curious and came over to see it.
The wine is black and very pure. The moisture inside is basically gone, only half a tank is left. Anyone who knows wine knows that this is the characteristic of aged wine. This half tank is the essence of the wine, which is really tempting. However, no matter what, this thing has been left for too long. I don’t know what the shelf life was back then.
Wu Xie remembers that the oldest wine in China was unearthed in the late Shang Dynasty of Henan Province in 1980. It is currently in the Palace Museum and has a history of about 3,000 years. I heard that the fragrance of the wine immediately poured down several people after it was opened. I don’t know if these people had drunk it at that time, otherwise there would be a reference.
Fatty Wang dipped a little with a knife and wanted to taste it, but Wu Xie hurriedly grabbed him: You don’t have to die, expired food, beware of food poisoning.
You don’t understand. The wine stored in the cellar will not break even after being stored for thousands of years. I heard that the wine can be immortal after eating it. Our ancestors fought over and some even went for the wine. It would be fine to taste the taste, and at most they would get a stomachache.
Before Fatty Wang finished speaking, he seemed to have known what these were. Jie Lianhuan kicked the wine pool with one kick, and the black wine and the wine can be scattered all over the floor.
A strong and strange fragrance suddenly came to my nose.
Fatty Wang was about to be furious, but Jie Lianhuan said with a sarcastic look on his face: Don’t get angry, look at what’s inside the wine pot?
Everyone turned their heads and saw that there were many dark red flocs in the black wine tanks, like fragments of inferior quilts. They often saw this kind of thing in the water-soaked coffin.
Fatty Wang used a dagger to trick him, and his face changed. Wu Xie and the others leaned over and took a look. His scalp suddenly became numb and he felt a violent disgust. Huo Xiuxiu and Cai Yanzhi almost vomited out.
The red flocs are the corpse of a baby that has not yet been completely soaked. The flesh has completely melted into the wine, but the skin and bones are all there, so it forms a broken cotton floc.
At this time, Jie Lianhuan, who was still Wu Sansheng, looked at Wu Xie and the others in amazement, squatted down and said: This kind of wine is called "Monkey Head Sauce". This is not a human, this is a monkey under term, it is a wine from Guangxi. It may be the cellar wine that was tributed by the Southern Song Dynasty when the Jurchens were still in its prime.
As he said that, he patted Fatty Wang, picked up the ball of cotton with a dagger, and made a gesture to use: I don’t know whether it can be immortal, but I heard that the effect of strengthening aphrodisiac is good, so don’t be polite.
Fatty Wang slapped it off with a knife disgustingly, cursed in his heart, and asked Wu Sansheng: Uncle San, why do you know everything?You won't have drunk this bar?
I saw this kind of clay pot in Nangong, Shanxi. At that time, Dakui and another of our friends took out a can. I always thought it was inappropriate and didn't touch it, but they didn't care. As a result, they found the things below when they saw it. Later, Dakui was lying in the hospital for two months because of this.
Wu Sansheng sighed with emotion: I'm really good to you. If you are willing to harm you, I'll wait for you to lick it and then kick it over the can. It's good to have you.
Fatty Wang's face twitched, and he wanted to have an attack but had no excuses. He looked very funny.
Ye Yu hugged Ye Yi directly and didn't give her a chance to drink. The demon didn't have so many taboos. He even liked this kind of unique heavy-taste offering, but Ye Yu was a little concerned, so he hugged her and left here directly.
The group slowly climbed out, and there was a very deep river canal in front of them, about ten meters deep and five or six meters wide, and there was no water in the canal.
Wu Xie looked at the construction of the canal and explained directly: This is a water diversion canal, which leads the water from the moat from here to keep the water as living water, and does not smell, and prevents the water level from pouring back.
There are river ridges on both sides of the canal for one person to walk on, and a stone bridge is also built on it.They walked over carefully and came to the other side of the river. The fat man asked how to walk now?
Wu Xiedao: This canal is connected to the canal outside, and it should be considered a canal, so we follow the water.
Pan Zi squatted down and looked at the traces of the water flow, pointed to the side and said: Where.That's not Master Dao, he... shouldn't they be behind us?
Looking at Yi Chen Buyan as if he was on a trip, the fools could see that they did not come in by climbing a thief hole, but everyone knew Ye Wudao's magical powers. Even if this person was not an immortal, he was probably not far from the immortal.
At the same time, many people were also worried that such a true immortal in the world could take action personally. What exactly is there in the innermost King Wannu and the bronze gate? Is it really that scary?
Although Pan Zi and Fatty Wang both have their own little thoughts, they are not essentially the kind of inhumane demon. If the things inside really threaten the whole world, they will definitely stand on Ye Wudao's side. Jie Lianhuan chose to cooperate with Ye Wudao for this reason.
After successfully joining, a group of people continued to move forward. Not long after, a square and very regular square hole appeared on the stone wall on the edge of the river ridge in front.
Fatty Wang started the cold fireworks and threw them out, illuminating the black stone slabs on the ground outside the square cave. It was obvious that this was the wall sealing stone of the underground palace.
Fatty Wang crawled out, fired a lot of cold fireworks and threw them around, and then greeted others, and then the others crawled out of the tunnel.
The place where we came out was a tomb built with black rocks. It was not high and people could barely stand up straight, but it was very wide. There were many clay pots neatly placed around the tomb, which might be wine cans used for burial, each of which was half a person tall.
It is roughly estimated that there are more than a thousand cans, and it seems that Emperor Wannu may be a drunkard.
Looking at the somewhat greedy Carolina, Ye Yu knew it well. It was indeed related to the demon, because one of the demon's biggest hobbies is drinking, but these are not considered high-quality good wines. In this regard, the level of this demon should not be too high.
On the black walls, there are some simple reliefs carved the situation when the emperor held a banquet. The reliefs were not well preserved, which may be related to the communication between this place and the outside world. Although the volcanic gas here is not as fatal as Pan Zi said, it is definitely more corrosive than ordinary air. It is a miracle that the murals here can be preserved.
Unfortunately, the preserved pictures can only be seen in one rough view.
On the left and right walls of the tomb, there is a stone gate, and behind it is a dark corridor.
A cold wind blew out from it. Fatty Wang picked up two cold fireworks and threw one in, but he didn't see his head.
Seeing that Wu Xie's expression was wrong, Pan Zi asked Wu Xie to take a break first. Wu Xie, who was weak in body, was indeed a little overwhelmed with internal injuries. So he sat on the wine jar and gasped, and the others packed up their equipment again.
Pan Zi checked and reasoned: I guess the things obtained by the Great Jin Dynasty plundered the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty and the treasures offered by the Southern Song Dynasty were either in the hands of Genghis Khan, or it must be in this place.
Don't think it's too beautiful.Most of the tributes paid by the Southern Song Dynasty were silk and satin. This kind of thing was not easy to put on and was difficult to deal with. I think even if there were, it would be almost rotten.Let’s not always think about things in the underground palace, but it’s better to consider the immediate interests.
Fatty Wang said that, he went to study the wine tanks, wanting to move a can and see what was written on the bottom of the can.
Seeing this, Wu Xie immediately dissuaded him: This kind of jar is too rough, don’t bother, and no one wants to sell mutton, crumbs and pickled vegetables to others.
Who said I am thinking about this tank? Don’t think that you fat grandpa, I have to make it clear.
Fatty Wang knocked open the sealing mud of a can of wine with a dagger, and a strange smell suddenly floated out, saying it was fragrant or not, and it was quite satisfying to smell it too much, and I don’t know what kind of wine it was.
Wu Xie had only seen wine in a large number of classics before, but it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes. At this time, he became curious and came over to see it.
The wine is black and very pure. The moisture inside is basically gone, only half a tank is left. Anyone who knows wine knows that this is the characteristic of aged wine. This half tank is the essence of the wine, which is really tempting. However, no matter what, this thing has been left for too long. I don’t know what the shelf life was back then.
Wu Xie remembers that the oldest wine in China was unearthed in the late Shang Dynasty of Henan Province in 1980. It is currently in the Palace Museum and has a history of about 3,000 years. I heard that the fragrance of the wine immediately poured down several people after it was opened. I don’t know if these people had drunk it at that time, otherwise there would be a reference.
Fatty Wang dipped a little with a knife and wanted to taste it, but Wu Xie hurriedly grabbed him: You don’t have to die, expired food, beware of food poisoning.
You don’t understand. The wine stored in the cellar will not break even after being stored for thousands of years. I heard that the wine can be immortal after eating it. Our ancestors fought over and some even went for the wine. It would be fine to taste the taste, and at most they would get a stomachache.
Before Fatty Wang finished speaking, he seemed to have known what these were. Jie Lianhuan kicked the wine pool with one kick, and the black wine and the wine can be scattered all over the floor.
A strong and strange fragrance suddenly came to my nose.
Fatty Wang was about to be furious, but Jie Lianhuan said with a sarcastic look on his face: Don’t get angry, look at what’s inside the wine pot?
Everyone turned their heads and saw that there were many dark red flocs in the black wine tanks, like fragments of inferior quilts. They often saw this kind of thing in the water-soaked coffin.
Fatty Wang used a dagger to trick him, and his face changed. Wu Xie and the others leaned over and took a look. His scalp suddenly became numb and he felt a violent disgust. Huo Xiuxiu and Cai Yanzhi almost vomited out.
The red flocs are the corpse of a baby that has not yet been completely soaked. The flesh has completely melted into the wine, but the skin and bones are all there, so it forms a broken cotton floc.
At this time, Jie Lianhuan, who was still Wu Sansheng, looked at Wu Xie and the others in amazement, squatted down and said: This kind of wine is called "Monkey Head Sauce". This is not a human, this is a monkey under term, it is a wine from Guangxi. It may be the cellar wine that was tributed by the Southern Song Dynasty when the Jurchens were still in its prime.
As he said that, he patted Fatty Wang, picked up the ball of cotton with a dagger, and made a gesture to use: I don’t know whether it can be immortal, but I heard that the effect of strengthening aphrodisiac is good, so don’t be polite.
Fatty Wang slapped it off with a knife disgustingly, cursed in his heart, and asked Wu Sansheng: Uncle San, why do you know everything?You won't have drunk this bar?
I saw this kind of clay pot in Nangong, Shanxi. At that time, Dakui and another of our friends took out a can. I always thought it was inappropriate and didn't touch it, but they didn't care. As a result, they found the things below when they saw it. Later, Dakui was lying in the hospital for two months because of this.
Wu Sansheng sighed with emotion: I'm really good to you. If you are willing to harm you, I'll wait for you to lick it and then kick it over the can. It's good to have you.
Fatty Wang's face twitched, and he wanted to have an attack but had no excuses. He looked very funny.
Ye Yu hugged Ye Yi directly and didn't give her a chance to drink. The demon didn't have so many taboos. He even liked this kind of unique heavy-taste offering, but Ye Yu was a little concerned, so he hugged her and left here directly.
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