The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

These bricks were sealed with mortar, making them almost indistinguishable from reinforced concrete.

Even hitting it with a sledgehammer on flat ground wouldn't help, let alone using much force against this pillar.

There are at least six or seven more layers of this structure, and they are staggered together.

It would be absolutely impossible to break through here without modern equipment.

Wu Xie was also very annoyed, blaming himself for not thinking of this.

A flat roof is definitely not as resistant to pressure as an arched roof, so the bricks on top must be reinforced.

The Ming Dynasty didn't have many ways to deal with this kind of thing; they just killed it by pouring molten iron on it.

With only a notebook and a little architectural knowledge, Wu Xie suffered a real setback this time due to his theoretical knowledge.

"What should we do now, architect? Can you give me some advice?"

The fat man looked at Wu Xie and said.

"What else can we do? I refuse to believe that after hundreds of years, this thing can still be as sturdy as it was before."

Wu Xie wanted to try his luck.

Fatty didn't show any panic when he saw Wu Xie, and thought that this time the problem wasn't too big.

So the fat man started smashing those bricks, which were all hollow and shattered with a single tap.

However, the iron bars formed by the cooled and solidified molten iron next to the brick after it was smashed were still intricate and complex.

The fat man slammed his fist down, but he could only leave a few marks; he couldn't break it at all.

"That won't work at all. Even if you let me smash it for three days and three nights, I might not be able to break through two floors."

"I can't help it," the fat man said helplessly.

Wu Xie also knocked a few times, the vibrations making his hand go numb.

It was confirmed that this was not something that could be solved by brute force.

Wu Xie could only sigh.

“The building techniques of ancient times were quite advanced. The purity of these iron bars is very high, and they cannot be broken by manpower alone.”

"How about we find something to grind it? There's an old saying that goes, 'With enough effort, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle.'"

The fat man said quickly.

"This iron plaster bar is so thick, it'll take you quite a bit of work to grind it. We only have twenty minutes left, after which we'll adjourn the court session. Once you're finished grinding it, we can finally rest in peace."

Chapter 294 Using a corpse to clear the way!

“This won’t work, that won’t work either. Wu Xie, can you come up with an idea? That woman said that the windy season is coming in a few days and will last for at least a week. We can’t get out now, so we can only stay down here for seven days. Even if we have enough oxygen, we’ll starve to death here without food.”

The fat man muttered to himself.

"Now it's up to you guys. You're all seasoned tomb raiders. If you encountered a tomb wall like this under normal circumstances, what methods would you use?"

Wu Xie asked.

"Dynamite!"

Zhang Qi and the fat man spoke in unison without hesitation.

“You haven’t been to a tomb many times, so it’s natural that you find it a bit strange. But I can tell you with certainty that the hardness of this kind of wall is several levels higher than you imagine. When I’ve dug these kinds of tombs before, the openings were always made on the ground. If you really want to force your way into this kind of wall, you have to use explosives to blast an opening in the wall.”

Fatty explained.

"Where am I supposed to find explosives in these ancient tombs that are hundreds of years old? Oh, I remember now, A-Ning asked me before if I wanted to bring some explosives down. Back then, I was blown up by that explosive in the Lu King's Palace, so I was naturally very resistant to explosives and threw them back into the storage. If Uncle San were here, he would definitely have brought the explosives with him. It's all my fault."

Wu Xie sighed.

"Wu Xie, Wu Xie, we're here to raid tombs. What else would you bring besides explosives? You actually brought toner? Are you kidding me? There's a limit to jokes. You're really going to get us all killed in this tomb."

"I can't help it," the fat man said helplessly.

"Stop arguing. I seem to remember there might be a place with explosives. Stay here and don't move. I'll go look for it."

As Zhang Qi spoke, he loosened the rope and went down.

"If I remember correctly, you said you seemed to have seen that mummy before, and that there was explosives hidden inside its body! If I remember correctly, it should be that mummy over there."

Fang Yun pointed to the Heavenly Palace Stone Plate in the center of the room.

“Those two are clueless. Come with me! If there really are explosives, it’ll be safer with you around. You can’t count on those two greenhorns.”

Zhang Qi said.

Fang Yun nodded.

At this moment, Fatty and Wu Xie were still staring at each other on the pillar, both looking puzzled.

Having no idea what had happened, Wu Xie simply couldn't fathom where there could be explosives.

After all, Zhang Qi was now completely naked, just like the other two.

Where else could this explosive be hidden?

The two of them could only watch from above as Fang Yun and Zhang Qi walked to the center of the stone slab.

Fang Yun reached into the mummy's bones and felt around for a moment, then nodded to Zhang Qi.

"Wu Xie, come down and help me."

Zhang Qi shouted.

Wu Xie climbed down the pillar, and Zhang Qi placed the mummified corpse on Wu Xie's back and tied it securely with a rope.

"Be extra careful when you go up. The mechanisms inside are still effective. If you are not careful, it will explode immediately. The explosives are quite powerful. They can basically flatten a range of high explosives within a ten-meter radius."

Fang Yun gave instructions.

Wu Xie then saw the golden body of the deceased at close range.

Its body was entirely black, a blackness that was striking to the eye.

It's as if this isn't a physical body, but rather something sculpted from a smooth-surfaced material.

Especially the corners of his mouth, which give people goosebumps.

In Wu Xie's eyes, the corpse did not resemble a high monk at all; it exuded an ominous feeling.

"Brother, are you sure there's nothing wrong with this corpse? I have a feeling something's off about him, and he's so—"

Wu Xie asked in a panic.

“I don’t understand why he’s behaving this way either. It’s really uncomfortable, but I can tell you that he’s completely desiccated and there’s no possibility of him turning into a zombie, so there’s no need to worry too much.”

Zhang Qi explained.

"Hmm, as long as they don't turn into zombies, that's good. Are the bombs in here definitely usable and very powerful?"

Wu Xie broke out in a cold sweat.

"Didn't I tell you? I've touched that Eight Treasures Rotary and there's nothing wrong with it. So you have to be very careful on this trip. If this thing explodes on you, I won't be able to save you in time unless a god comes to your aid."

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Fang Yun said leisurely.

There was no other way. Although Wu Xie felt extremely uncomfortable, escaping the ancient tomb was the most important thing right now.

Even though it was incredibly unsettling to have this dried-up corpse pressed against him, Wu Xie gritted his teeth and pretended he was carrying a sack on his back.

As they climbed step by step, Zhang Qi followed closely behind Wu Xie, afraid that Wu Xie might slip and fall.

This explosive is no joke.

Wu Xie climbed seven or eight steps and sensed that something was wrong with the mummified corpse.

Wu Xie's back was pressed tightly against the mummified corpse's skin, so he could clearly feel that the corpse seemed to have grown a little larger.

...... ... ...

Wu Xie stopped and sensed it for a moment, but there was nothing particularly unusual.

Wu Xie could only glance at Zhang Qi at his feet. Zhang Qi didn't say anything, and he assumed that Wu Xie was just too tired.

Let's stop and take a break.

Meanwhile, the fat man above kept urging Wu Xie on.

Having no other choice, Wu Xie quickly climbed to the top.

Although the fat man had seen many corpses, he still showed an uncomfortable expression when he saw the mummified corpse behind Wu Xie.

"Secure this thing to the top, then come down quickly. We'll detonate the mechanism inside from below. Fang Yun said it will work without any problems."

Wu Xie said, forcing himself to speak.

"Are you making fun of your fat grandpa again? How do you fix this thing? Don't you even think about it?"

"I can't believe it," the fat man said impatiently.

"If all else fails, tie him upside down to this pillar. Hurry up, time is almost up."

Wu Xie quickly replied.

The fat man carefully took the mummified corpse.