Chapter 43: Ancient tomb map, corpse in a bowl? (Ch 43)

The Third Master turned his head and looked at everyone: “The poisonous blood must be released, otherwise there may be danger to life.”
Zhou Cheng came back to his senses and took out a roll of gauze and alcohol from his bag: “Everyone, come and treat the wound!”
Taili kicked Zhou Cheng: “What do you mean everyone?”
“I think you can’t tell friend from foe!”
“Bandage your uncle first!”
Zhou Cheng: “Oh.”
The Third Master took out a flashlight and shone it towards the two huge bronze chessboards behind him.
Looking up from this angle, you have the illusion of being at the gate of a reservoir dam.
The mummies on top were all gone, leaving only two bare bronze chessboards.
“It was so close just now…”
He turned to look at Song Linglong’s phone with lingering fear, and said with a fist: “Brother Zhang Xuan, you saved our lives again!”
“I will repay your kindness in the future!”
Zhang Xuan in the camera waved his hand: “Stop!”
“It wasn’t me who saved you.”
“There is someone else who saved you!”
The third master looked surprised: “Who is it?”
Zhang Xuan in the camera scratched his head: “Maybe it’s Li Chunfeng?”
Upon hearing this, the Third Master’s expression changed drastically: “How is this possible!”
“We were harmed by him!”
Zhang Xuan sighed, and seemed unsure: “I know that the song just now can control the human-faced spider, but I’m not sure if the mechanism on the chessboard is also triggered by that song…”
“But there should be an answer.”
“Well, I can only say that you are lucky.”
“If you want to thank someone, thank the little cutie.”
“If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have been able to learn that song.”
The Third Master was surprised: “Little cutie?”
Jinlian also asked Song Linglong in confusion: “Oh, that’s right, the song you played just now is exactly the same as the one you played with the Xun in the Ghost Buddha Temple!”
The Third Master frowned and asked, “What Xun?”
Song Linglong gasped, her face full of shock: “Sure enough, he learned it after listening to it once!”
“And with bare hands?”
Zhang Xuan in the camera just shrugged.
. . . . . . . . . .
“ah?”
“You really will learn it after listening to it once?”
“And you can play the tune using only your hands, without the xun!”
Master Hei Qi looked at Song Xiangu in shock and asked, “Your ancestral music was stolen so quickly?”
Fairy Song was shocked, but her eyes sparkled: “I am finding this kid increasingly difficult to understand.”
“He is indeed not from the Zhang family.”
“This kind of ventriloquism…”
“No one in the Zhang family knows how to do that!”
Master Hei Qi blinked: “Are you really not a member of the Zhang family?”
“That’s easy.”
Song Xiangu looked at him and asked, “What are you going to do?”
Master Hei Qi just chuckled and said, “Isn’t he also in Qingzhou?”
“Since I’m not a member of the Zhang family, I don’t have to abide by the rule set by Grandpa not to associate with the Zhang family.”
Song Xiangu snorted when she heard this: “Still want to climb over the wall and through the window?”
“Be careful or I’ll break your legs!”
. . . . . . . . . .
“etc!”
“So the key to cracking the chess game is the love song?”
“It has nothing to do with screening!”
“Once ordinary people become pawns, it means they will die!”
“I’m shocked! This is the first time I know that you need connections to visit a tomb!”
Qian Wei shook his head in shock.
Professor Chu and the others looked at each other. After a moment, he glanced at the city that was quickly disappearing outside the window and shook his head.
“After listening to Zhang Xuan’s talk for so long, I really thought that Li Chunfeng had the task of slaying the dragon to pass on to future generations.”
“I didn’t expect that it was all Zhang Xuan’s imagination.”
Professor Liu from Yanbei said, “No matter right or wrong.”
“But it’s amazing that this young man can think of so much.”
“He has a wild imagination, which is exactly what we old guys lack.”
“If you can come to me and learn historical knowledge systematically and lay a solid foundation, you will definitely be able to make achievements in the archaeological industry in the future!”
Professor Chu nodded: “That’s right!”
“I just read too much unofficial history and legends, and I need to calm down!”
Kate Yang frowned and said softly, “I don’t think Zhang Xuan is wrong, but the mechanism of the ancient tomb is wrong!”
Professor Chu, who was folding his arms, suddenly raised his head: “Oh?”
Qian Wei was also a little confused: “Miss Yang, did you see the problem?”
Kate Yang nodded: “From the layout of the chessboard and the trained human-faced spiders.”
“The method of testing human nature deduced by Zhang Xuan is in line with the tomb owner’s intention!”
“It was only at the last moment that a strange sound suddenly appeared and caused the human-faced spiders to riot…”
“That’s the variable that disrupts the organization.”
“If we can really overcome human nature and break the immortality trap, perhaps something unexpected will appear!”
Everyone was confused.
Qian Wei scratched his head: “What might appear then?”
“for example?”
Kate Yang looked at him: “For example… the gate of the ancient tomb?”
. . . . . . . . . .
“Third Master!”
“There’s something on the board!”
After they treated the wounds, they suddenly heard the voice of a tall and thin man.
The Third Master turned his head and saw a tall and thin man standing between two bronze chessboards with a power source, shining on one of them.
He hurried forward and saw that the lines on the chessboard had turned into a very regular and strange pattern without the obstruction of the mummy.
“What’s that semicircle in the middle?”
“It looks like a big bowl!”
Zhou Cheng asked doubtfully.
The Third Master shook his head: “It looks like a topographic map, but it looks very strange.”
Another light illuminated the left part, and two trumpet-shaped lines appeared in front of the semicircle.
Everyone was stunned!
Song Linglong took a deep breath and said, “Isn’t this a top view of the bronze chessboard?”
“Is this a map of the ancient tomb?”
The Third Master also widened his eyes: “No way!”
“I’ve never seen a tomb with only one gate!”
Song Linglong nodded: “I haven’t seen it either!”
At this moment, Zhang Xuan’s voice suddenly rang out: “Isn’t there someone behind you?”
Everyone was stunned and turned their heads quickly.
The flashlight illuminated the chessboard behind him, and he saw that there was indeed a pattern on this side just as Zhang Xuan had said.
“Here’s another bowl that’s exactly the same!”
Zhou Cheng pointed in surprise.
“There’s still someone in the bowl!”
The Third Master had a weird look on his face.
The curves in the bowl do form the shape of a human figure.
Very strange.
“Who drew this?”
“More abstract than Picasso!”
“It’s all lines!”
Zhou Cheng took a breath and looked at Terry.
Terry also became excited: “Nephew, have you found anything?”
Zhou Cheng: “Uncle Tai also knows Picasso?”
“What a surprise!”
Terry’s face darkened: “Don’t make me beat you!”
“Sizzle~”
In the camera, Zhang Xuan, who finally relaxed and had time to eat something, heard the conversation of several people and looked at the patterns on the two chessboards.
“Is it possible… that it’s not two bowls but one circle?”
Zhang Xuan’s voice caused everyone’s thoughts to freeze for a few seconds.
“Huh?”
“The two bowls buckled together really fit perfectly to form a circle!”
Zhou Cheng shook the flashlight left and right and said in surprise.
Terry scratched his head and said, “When they are put together, it’s also a bowl, right?”
“The bowl facing up!”
Zhang Xuan’s helpless voice came: “You two are just arguing with the bowl, right?”
“Couldn’t it be a coffin?”
“Didn’t you see there was a dead body lying inside?”
The Third Master’s eyes suddenly widened: “A round coffin?”
“Unheard of, never seen!”
“And this is not consistent with ancient burial culture.”
Song Linglong also nodded: “Li Chunfeng is a Taoist, he should not be able to come up with such an alternative layout!”
Zhang Xuan, who was drinking Coke, burped: “This is a bird’s-eye view.”
“Could it be a cylinder or a sphere?”
“Do you all share the same head?”
Third Master: “…”
Song Linglong also scratched her head in embarrassment.
Tai Li nodded at the Third Master: “I think what Brother Zhang Xuan said makes sense.”
“But if it is really an ancient tomb, where is the tomb door?”
The Third Master was stunned for a moment, then looked at the round stone that was emitting blue light.
I saw the blue light flickering like breathing.
More than half of the mummies in the cobblestone groove were missing!