Going west from Daiding, Ying Fei went deep into the no man's land behind the mountain.
There was a middle-aged bald man with him. The two of them had good legs and climbed the mountains in the no man's land. They used yellow powder to get rid of insects and medicinal wine to avoid snakes. They walked for two days and one night.
One afternoon, Ying Fei drank some water beside a mountain stream and said, "Brother Ma, that's all I know. I'll leave the rest to you."
"There can't be a big tomb here. Are you mistaken? All the good places in Mount Tai have been taken. Now they are all protected by the country. The place you brought me to won't have a good tomb. "Brother Ma frowned.
Ying Fei was not surprised but happy. He nodded and said, "Yes, this is not a big tomb, nor a good tomb. This is the tomb of the Mo family."
"The Mo family? Are you kidding me? The Mo family advocates traditional burial. Where did the tomb come from? "Brother Ma just knew that Ying Fei brought him to find the tomb of the Mo family. He was furious.
Ying Fei hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't worry. The Mo family advocates traditional burial and does not waste the wealth of society on the dead. However, it does not mean that there is no tomb. Didn't we agree that I will give you five hundred thousand yuan to help me find the tomb? Whether the tomb is profitable or not, I will take care of it. "
"Then it's useless to observe Feng Shui. We can only analyze it from the geology." Brother Ma said as he carefully observed the nearby mountains.
Since they already knew that the tomb they were looking for was not in a place with good Feng Shui, they could only analyze it from the texture of the underground soil.
Not every place was suitable for building a tomb. Some places had rich underground water, some places had soft soil, and some places had deep roots.
The two worked together and slowly dug the ground within a radius of twenty miles to verify and analyze.
After another two days, the two finally locked onto a mountain stream.
Brother Ma pointed at the valley in front of him and said, "It's the shadow of Mount Tai. To the west of the River of Helplessness is the ghost world. There is a deep and steep mountain stream here. There is no sunlight. The stream in the valley is endless. The mountains are high in the east and low in the west. It is against the sea and swallows the song in the middle. It is against the yang and rejects the yin.
"Didn't we agree to only look at the geology? Why are you talking about Feng Shui again? "Ying Fei was confused.
"I'm not saying that this place is good, but this place must not be touched," Brother Ma said.
Ying Fei curled his lips and said, "Who cares, let's test the soil layer first."
With sufficient funds, he had prepared a lot of detection equipment. The two of them used scientific methods to measure first and then used their shovels to dig into the deep valley.
They used both methods and worked for three hours. Suddenly, Ying Fei was overjoyed and said, "This is it. The soil layer 30 meters underground is blurry. There are obvious traces of two kinds of soil mixing. They are all traces of deep digging."
"This place is not suitable for excavation. Even if it was a follower of the School of Mo, they would be buried on the Bright Ghost Festival. Why would they build a tomb here?" Old Brother Ma asked curiously.
Ying Fei didn't care. After confirming a few points, he began to dig down.
This guy was a professional grave robber, so he was very skilled at digging holes. In just a short while, he dug into the ground as if he was burrowing into the ground.
Old Brother Ma stood at the side of the narrow hole and thought. Suddenly, he said, "Wait, are you looking for the pre-Qin tomb?"
"Of course, if you don't want to help, you can leave and get the rest of the money from Old Liu," Ying Fei shouted in the hole.
"Let me tell you, there shouldn't be a tomb here. However, since we found the common pre-Qin soil layer, it means that there is a burial mound below," Old Brother Ma said.
"Then that's it! This is what I am looking for, "Ying Fei said.
"No, let me finish. The burial mound might not be a tomb. There is another possibility, which is an underground palace!" Old Brother Ma said.
Ying Fei was silent for a while. Suddenly, he climbed out of the hole and said, "Underground palace?"
Underground palaces were part of tombs, but the difference was that underground palaces were mostly used to bury the remains of the dead.
For example, Emperor Qin's coffin was not in the underground palace. It was in a deeper tomb.
In other words, the tomb was like the Forbidden City to the capital.
Inside, there would be a sky-high catacombs, city walls, canals, dense rows of houses, distinct streets, and even bridges and mountains.
In such a place, there were many burial mounds. If he dared to rob, the blue and white society would punish him.
"Mohists believe in proper burial, why would they build an underground palace?" Ying Fei said.
"I said, this is not a tomb. This might be an underground palace that is not a mausoleum. In other words, it is an underground city for the living!" Old Brother Ma said seriously.
"Si!"
Ying Fei was shocked at first. Then, he was overjoyed!
Mohists believed in proper burial and believed that the wealth of society should be used for the living and not for the dead.
Building an underground palace was contradictory! Unless … this underground palace was for the living.
On the other hand, if there was really an underground palace, it might mean that this underground palace belonged to Mohists. This was because anyone who built an underground palace would definitely be an emperor. Moreover, they would definitely not choose such a place.
If there was an underground palace here, then thinking about it, only Mohists would dare to do such a thing!
"Mohists' underground palace … Mohists' underground palace …" Ying Fei was about to cry. He had searched for ten years and never thought that there would be an underground palace.
After all, Mohists had a proper burial, so it was impossible for there to be a huge tomb. He had always thought that he would be satisfied if he could find some clues about the wooden armor in the tomb of some Han Dynasty King or Pre-Qin King.
Because that would prove that his ancestors did not lie and that his guesses were correct.
Who knew that there might be an underground palace for the living under his feet. If this really belonged to Mohists, then there must be a shocking secret that Mohists had buried for thousands of years.
"Little Fei, you are looking for this, right? You have been looking for Pre-Qin tombs, but you are actually looking for Mohists' underground palace? "Old Brother Ma asked.
Ying Fei quickly calmed himself down and said, "I only knew that there would be something here, but I only thought that it would be an ancient tomb. After all, the underground palace is a mausoleum. I did not think that it would be an underground city for the living. "
He found this place based on a painting found in a Han Dynasty Mohists' tomb. He studied it for a long time and compared it with the mountains and rivers in the country. In the end, he found that the painting was the terrain of the west foot of Mount Tai.
"These are all your guesses. Maybe this is just a small tomb." Ying Fei said.
"Don't say anymore. I will help you dig." Old Brother Ma picked up his tool and did not leave. He ran to another spot and started digging.
Ying Fei frowned. He knew that Old Brother Ma was also interested in the underground palace. There were often many relics in underground palaces. If one or two people carried a few with them, they would not be able to move all of them even after ten years.
However, he was young and strong. He was not afraid that Old Brother Ma would be greedy on the spot. After that, he would not be afraid … If he really found the underground palace, he would directly contact his superiors and let the Blue and White Society send people to protect this place and then hand it over to the country.
Both of them were veterans. They tried their best to dig deeper. If they could not dig through one spot, they would change to another.
Because Mo Qiong had a lot of money, Ying Fei brought enough supplies. The two of them ate and drank in the deep valley for two days. Finally, they confirmed the existence of the underground palace and dug a hole that went straight to the stone wall.
"Take out the explosives!" Old Brother Ma smashed the stone wall a few times and found that the stone wall seemed to be poured with copper water.
Ying Fei shook his head and said, "Don't destroy it. If oxygen is poured in, everything inside will be destroyed."
"There must be a lot of good things inside. If we can take one or two, we will be rich. What are you afraid of?" Old Brother Ma did not know that Ying Fei was a member of the Blue and White Society. He did not care.
Ying Fei took out a mask, a gas cylinder, and even a protective suit from his bag and said, "If there is no oxygen inside, just let it be. Anyway, it must be filled with poisonous gas. You are a senior. You must know why no one dares to rob the tomb of Emperor Qin, right?"
Old Brother Ma said, "It is full of mercury. Mercury is very poisonous. Not only can it enter the mouth and nose, it can also penetrate the skin. The older generation people who tried to rob it all died. It is impossible to rob it."
"My suit is not a problem. It covers the whole body and is very tight. Even if I am soaked in the poisonous gas, nothing will happen to me." Ying Fei smiled and said.
"Little Fei, give me one too." Old Brother Ma smiled and said.
"Sorry, there is only one set. I have prepared more masks and gas cylinders. However, they cannot prevent the poison from penetrating the skin." Ying Fei said.
Old Brother Ma's face turned ugly. However, he did not want to leave. He could only say, "Let's blow it up first."
Ying Fei saw that Old Brother Ma did not want to give up, so he went up and put on the equipment. Then, he went down to the depths of the hole and used the gas cylinder to block the hole. This way, the air would not circulate.
Then, he used the top of the explosives to blow up the stone wall. The flames would use up the last bit of oxygen.
"Boom!" A small hole was blown up in the stone wall.
Ying Fei stopped and listened for a while. When he heard the echoes inside, he could not help but get excited.
He first threw the fluorescent lamp in and found that the hole was at the top. The fluorescent lamp directly fell ten meters deep.
"How is it?" Old Brother Ma heard the explosion and immediately shouted from above the gas cylinder.
Ying Fei said, "This stone wall seems to be a city wall. The hole we dug is shallow. It is at the top half of the city wall."
"Is there any poisonous gas?" Old Brother Ma asked.
Ying Fei took out a device to check. He found that there were indeed many harmful gases. However, there was no poisonous gas that could penetrate the skin. He just needed to wear a mask.
However, he did not tell Old Brother Ma. Instead, he said, "There is poison! Don't come down. "
As he said this, he nailed the rope into the hole and climbed down. Soon, he landed.
He raised the lamp up high. Just one look and he was shocked.
He really climbed down from the city wall. In front of him was a huge city. The road was paved with green stones. There were stone houses on both sides of the road. There was also a neat drainage ditch.
Every ten meters, there was a tall wooden water mercury. There was even water stored in it.
Every twenty meters, there was a huge bronze pillar. The huge pillar went straight to the dome. There was a spiral staircase that connected to many two-story wooden houses.
Looking up, the entire city was covered with crisscrossing wooden beams. These wooden beams were wrapped in bronze. They were like tracks that were supported by countless huge bronze pillars. They connected all the two-story wooden houses.
There were also many carriage-like vehicles placed on top of them. However, these tracks were suspended in the air. It was impossible for horses to walk on them.
Ying Fei was curious. He walked up one of the huge bronze pillars and came to the front of a carriage.
He found that the carriage was well-designed and had many pedals. It could be ridden like a bicycle.
However, at the position of the pedals, Ying Fei saw what he had been dreaming of.
It was a wooden armored person with hands and feet and a head like a square tablet.
"Found it … I found it! I found it! "Ying Fei cried.
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