777米奇影

As Luo Feng spoke, he began to reminisce, “The ingenuity behind this rope trap was incredible, it truly anticipated the tactics of tomb robbers to the utmost degree! Upon first entering, we encountered numerous traps on the floor: seesaws, pitfall traps, and even holes in the walls where crossbow bolts were shot from! Additionally, we saw bodies ensnared in the spikes on the ground. Would you not conclude that these were tomb robbers who perished in the process? Upon spotting the rope, you might guess that the robbers used it to bypass the traps beneath, having bored it through from the tomb’s ceiling.”

“And what would you do upon seeing such a rope?” Luo Feng continued, “Even if unsure of the rope’s stability, you would test it!”

“Just now, I tested several ropes. They were all safe and very sturdy!”

“This is a type of rope specifically used by ancient tomb raiders, one that won’t rot for a thousand years!”

“However, the pitfall lies in the initial safety of the ropes.”

“The trap setter would deliberately make you feel the rope is safe, lulling you into a false sense of security.”

“But when you get to the fifth rope, serious problems arise! ”

“Moreover, there’s another detail: at the end of the tomb passage, where the ropes hang, there are several bodies of tomb raiders arranged, suggesting that the rope was used by robbers and therefore should be safe.”

Of course, the mechanism of the rope trap was fairly simple: a pull-ring funnel.

It was essentially that once you pulled it…

A funnel-like container, shaped like a seesaw, would drop numerous iron blocks.

Sharp iron blocks could potentially crush a person to death.

Even if it did not kill…

The spikes on the ground below were enough to seal your fate.

If not for his own life-saving Swallowtail Hoe, he would have been done for this round.

For the next part of the journey, Luo Feng did not take any people with him.

He went down into the tomb alone.

He meticulously began to check for those mechanical traps.

Inching forward, bit by bit.

After all, he had to ensure everything was safe before others could enter.

Despite the three women continuously persuading Luo Feng not to try again, Luo Feng still insisted on surveying the area by himself.

It took Luo Feng three full hours to traverse a tomb passage spanning over twenty meters. Every quarter of an hour or so, voices echoed from the entrance, calling out to Luo Feng, “Are you alright?” Though slightly irritated, he understood their concern for him and paid it little mind.

“Alright, most of the traps have been cleared!” Luo Feng exclaimed. “There shouldn’t be any issues this time.” It would be implausible to imagine any mechanisms left unaccounted for after three painstaking hours within the tomb of Cao Cao.

“Wei Wu King Cao Cao’s tomb?” A tombstone appeared before him, mercifully devoid of ominous inscriptions such as “death to those who enter”. Inspecting the tombstone and the interior with his headlamp, Luo Feng confirmed that this was a decoy tomb. There were no engraved epitaphs on the tombstone, no small stone tablets inside – telltale signs of a decoy.

Luo Feng carefully guided the team into the tomb chamber. The relics were strewn about in a disorderly manner. Opposite the chamber’s entrance stood a wooden coffin, flanked by an array of pottery that appeared to have been tampered with by tomb robbers.

“Ah, this Cao Cao, quite the dramatist!” Luo Feng remarked, bemused. The traps he had previously encountered were cunning, yet here, in the midst of this chaotic scene, was it really necessary to stage the aftermath of a tomb robbery? Was this not an insult to one’s intelligence? Surely anyone reaching this far into the tomb would investigate further, not leaving any valuables untouched.

Ignoring the burial offerings, Luo Feng asked the team to wait at the entrance while he inspected the chamber for any remaining traps. He was, after all, quite wary of Cao’s deceitful designs. The chamber, relatively small, covered an area of about 300 square meters.

About half an hour later, after ensuring the chamber was safe, Luo Feng turned his attention to the burial offerings. There were several hundred items, including about twenty to thirty weapons accompanied by stone tablets reading: ‘Wei Wu King’s regular weapon, the Tiger Trident, short spear”. These stones served as labels, describing the items on display. There were fifty such stones, but only thirty weapons. It seemed that Boss Cao was at his tricks again, trying to convince others that twenty weapons had been stolen by tomb robbers.

Upon closer inspection, the pottery, along with various gold, silver, and jade articles, were of significant value. In one corner of the chamber, about seventy stone blocks, each roughly fifteen centimeters long, were engraved with names like “White Pearl Fragrance Pouch”, “Goldfish Pearl Plate”, and so forth.

“What are these?” asked Li Shi Shi, curiosity piqued.

“These are the record tablets of the burial objects,” Luo Feng explained. “Each stone represents a category of items.”

But Cao Cao’s deceit was evident once again. There were no white pearl fragrance pouches, but the record tablet suggested otherwise. Was this another attempt to mislead, to suggest that this place had been robbed? This seemed like an addiction to deception.

Next, Luo Feng began to open the coffin. He carefully slid his Swallowtail Hoe into it, avoiding the use of his bare hands. The hoe soon revealed a jade bead. After examining it, Luo Feng explained, “This jade bead, with a hole in it, was probably worn on Cao Cao’s crown.” He put the bead back without further investigation. This was, after all, a decoy tomb, with limited burial offerings.

As for those weapons, Luo Feng had already scrutinized them. They were merely crude products. If these were the things that Cao Cao used in his lifetime, Luo Feng mused, then Cao Cao must have been quite impoverished. How did he manage to fight against Liu Bei and Sun Quan with such resources? After all, if Cao Cao was using such rubbish, his soldiers probably used wooden weapons.

“Yo, Master Gu Santong, how was your New Year? Are you free?” Luo Feng quickly made a phone call to Gu Santong.

“Of course, I am free. I know about your situation. I will come over tonight. Honestly, you’re quite brave to venture into such a place,” Gu Santong was sweating just thinking about how Luo Feng had ventured alone into Cao Cao’s formidable tomb.

“No need, you can come tomorrow!”

“No problem, I have been idling so much over the New Year that I have become ill!” After finishing his sentence, Gu Santong asked about their exact location.

“Yuntai Mountain. I will send you the exact location via my phone soon,” Luo Feng replied.

After ending the call, Luo Feng contacted his private pilot to pick him up. Once he hung up, Luo Feng ended the livestream. However, an encrypted call soon arrived on his mobile phone.

“Hello, may I speak with Mr. Luo Feng? I am Li Gang from the China Security Center.”

“Oh? The National Security Center?” Luo Feng was taken aback. “Hello, Mr. Li, what can I do for you?”

Of course, Luo Feng knew it was probably related to the spy incident from a few days ago.

“Mr. Luo, the place you discovered was indeed a place where a spy resided. Your reward will be delivered within three days!” Luo Feng asked, “Can I know which country’s spy this was?

“He was an intelligence broker. Strictly speaking, he was not a spy from a particular country. He not only sold intelligence but also facilitated deals with

many countries!”

“I see. Alright, then.”

After ending the call, Luo Feng began to recall that the man, who appeared rather naiVe and around 35 years old, was actually an intelligence broker.

The next morning, around ten o’clock, Gu Santong arrived with his archaeology team. Luo Feng assured them that he had cleared all the traps below, and they could carry out their archaeological work with peace of mind.

After all, it was a decoy tomb and not large. It would not take much time to clear it out.

“Old Luo, how far is the next tomb of Cao Cao? Shall we continue?” asked one of the team members.

“Let’s fly there directly. Walking would be a waste of time!” Luo Feng looked at his viewers who were asking various questions. He did not respond to any of them.

He himself did not know the exact location, he could only check them out one by one. But it was approximately twenty kilometers away, as Zhuge Liang had stated, heading south.

[ Ding! You have dug up a potential drink! ]

[ Ding! You have dug up a potential drink! ]

[ Ding! You have dug up a Hunter Skill book! Click to learn, and you will become a top-level hunter. Even in a primitive hunting society, you would be an elite! ]

“There’s this too?” Luo Feng did not hesitate and immediately clicked to learn. In general, such skills would prove useful later on.

Could it be that his future treasure hunting journey would involve animals?