When Yan Shouyi and the others were about to enter the imperial mausoleum, it was already dawn.

But the sky was covered with dark clouds, heavy rain poured down, and a few flashes of lightning flashed from time to time, which was really not suitable for the occasion.

Heavy rain washed away the yellow mud outside the gap, forming mud and filling it into the gap.

Many staff carried sandbags and built embankments to keep out the muddy water, but Liang Yinqiu couldn't help but feel it was a pity that even a little muddy water flowed into the imperial mausoleum and destroyed a piece of the tomb. Brick, she would feel sorry.

Wang Sihuai equipped Liang Yinqiu and Yan Shouyi with intercom equipment, but Yan Shouyi could already predict that these devices would inevitably be affected by the magnetic field and fail after entering the imperial mausoleum.

Before entering the imperial mausoleum, Long Feicheng called. He was full of complaints about Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong coming to the imperial mausoleum without saying a word. Although he said he was not qualified to enter, It’s okay to stand outside and take a look!

Yan Shouyi had no time to chat with Long Feicheng at this time. He just asked him and Wang Ji to go to them and guard outside the imperial mausoleum.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Shou nodded to Liang Yinqiu and Wang Sihuai.

Wang Sihuai stepped forward and opened the cordon. Everyone entered the imperial mausoleum one by one, with Yan Shouyi walking at the front.

He looked back at a certain corner. There was no one there, but he knew Wei Changqing was there.

When they get in, Wei Changqing will also find a way to enter the imperial mausoleum. He is Yan Shouyi's strongest trump card and his biggest support.

Yan Shouyi walked at the front, followed by Lin Zitong. Wang Sihuai followed closely with several team members. The remaining team members were placed at the end, leaving Liang Yinqiu, Li Yang and Xia Qi is caught in the middle.

The pitch-black tomb was illuminated by the headlamp on Yan Shouyi’s head, but the darkness seemed to have an entity, squeezing out the light from the headlamp. Outside the beam, it was so dark that nothing could be seen. not see.

After taking a few steps inside, the sound of rain falling outside gradually disappeared. There were only the sounds of breathing and footsteps in the narrow corridor. If the footsteps stopped, everyone seemed to be able to hear each other. Heartbeat.

　"It's begun."

Xia Qi wanted to take a deep breath, but was worried about whether there would be toxic gases in the tomb that had been sealed for two thousand years.

So she patted her face with her hands to wake herself up.

This is the tomb of Qin Shihuang!

A little bit of discovery can make you leave a mark in history!

However, Xia Qi found that her hands were terribly cold.

It is already May and the weather is earlyIt's getting warmer, but the temperature in this imperial mausoleum is probably only a few degrees.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared in advance and wore thick clothes. The reason why the hands and feet were cold was probably because of nervousness.

Yan Shou sniffed his nose and was glad that there was no harmful gas in the air, so he turned around and said:

"There is no problem with the air quality here at the moment, don't worry. ."

Yan Shouyi once stayed in the Worm Valley of Yunnan for a period of time, and has long been trained to be invulnerable to all poisons. He is also very familiar with various poisonous gases and miasmas.

However, no one would doubt Yan Shouyi's words at this time. Everyone was much more honest than when they were on the ground.

There was only one road in front of us. We walked along this road for probably dozens of meters, but we still didn’t reach the end. However, Liang Yinqiu made some discoveries.

"According to literature records, the imperial mausoleum has a zigzag structure. In addition to the main palace, it is also divided into an inner city, an outer city and areas outside the outer city. Our current location should be in the outer city."< br />
Although it was an outer city, there were already exquisite murals on the walls of the corridor. Liang Yinqiu and others stopped and began to take photos and record them.

This mural stretches for tens of meters, and its exquisiteness far exceeds everyone’s imagination. Even the Qingming Riverside Scene is put to shame in front of it.

Like the Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival, the mural mainly records the daily life scenes of the people under the rule of Qin Shihuang.

It’s just that the murals are all scenes of people living and working in peace and contentment, which is completely different from the scenes of people living and working in peace and contentment recorded in later generations.

Even Liang Yinqiu can’t make any judgment on this. After all, history has always been written by the victors, and Qin Shihuang’s tomb will never record any information that is detrimental to his reputation.

Wang Sihuai was a rough guy who didn’t read much, but he also had a certain sense of aesthetics. He looked at the mural and couldn’t help but said: “Even in our modern times, I’m afraid we can’t create something so exquisite. A mural, right?"

Some team members felt the same way: "It seems that all those spectacular things appeared in ancient times. Although our current high-rise buildings are also very impressive, they always feel that they are missing something and they are probably not enough. Pay attention to the details.”

A layer of putty is enough for today’s walls, and even a TV wall would be taken advantage of. But in ancient times, exquisite carvings could be seen everywhere in people’s homes, and every detail was taken care of. To the extreme, even the requirements for a mausoleum for the dead are so stringent.

At this time, Liang Yinqiu said slowly: "What you see is the exquisite murals in the tomb, but you never imagined the blood, tears and pain behind it."

"Why are all the Amazing buildings were all in ancient times? Why are they now?In this era of science and technology, can we not create aesthetic miracles? It seems that modern people's aesthetics are far inferior to those in the past..."

"You have to know that in the past feudal dynasties, when the emperors gave orders, countless people would fight for their lives one after another. They could spend Countless manpower, material resources and time were spent to build a palace that only one person could enjoy. Some people were even born on the construction site and eventually died on the construction site. In such an environment, how could those exquisite and miraculous buildings not be built? ”

“According to historical records, the construction of the imperial mausoleum began when Qin Shi Huang first ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, and then the construction of the mausoleum took a full thirty-nine years. After Qin Shi Huang’s death, it was not really completed. Later, due to the uprising of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, the Qin Dynasty was in chaos, and Hu Hai, the second emperor of Qin Dynasty, completed the construction hastily, but that only happened one year after the death of Qin Shihuang. "

"A palace for the dead takes nearly forty years to build. The wall in front of us is made of the bones of many people. This exquisite mural is How many people's blood and tears were used to draw it...can it not be exquisite and refined? "

As Liang Yinqiu spoke, she was already in tears. Her tears spanned two thousand years. She was suffering for the suffering people of that era and was sad for that era.
< br />After everyone heard this, they were also silent for a while.

Wang Sihuai sighed, it turns out that these are scholars. Although they have no power to restrain a chicken, their ideas are already giants and can shake the times.

Yan Shouyi also sincerely admired Liang Yinqiu.

But time was short now, so he had to remind Liang Yinqiu: "Professor Liang, your colleague's life or death is still uncertain. , let’s seize the time and move forward. "

Liang Yinqiu quickly wiped away his tears, calmed himself, pointed ahead and said:

"According to historical records, there must be a road leading to the inner city ahead. Passage, maybe my colleagues are there. ”