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On the stone platform, next to the bronze figures and chariots.
Looking at it from a close distance, the problems of 'incoordination' and 'severe damage' that Ding Ze mentioned not long ago are naturally apparent.
When the fat man saw it, he smacked his mouth twice, "Compared with the bronze man and the bronze beast in Huixian Temple above, these things are simply defective products. Even if they are moved out, they can only be bought as scrap iron." It's not worth the money."
Fatty is very direct. He glanced at these bronze figures and chariots, and his first reaction was that they were worthless...
Ding Ze smiled, and muttered silently, "This is the first time the fat man has made a mistake, did he get the point?" '
Can't figure it out, forget it, it's not important.
The important thing is...
Ding Ze subconsciously glanced at Shirley Yang.
I saw, as expected.
Xue Liyang stared at the bronze figures and chariots in front of her, and frowned, there was a clear hint of thinking between her brows.
Seeing this, he guessed that Shirley Yang would immediately throw out the idea of 'this is a factory' as in the original plot, Ding Ze didn't make a sound, and only slowly moved towards the back of the stone platform.
Didn't take two steps.
Facts have proved that Ding Ze guessed correctly.
Xueli Yang suddenly made a voice, "Fatty, I think, maybe you just hit the spot, these bronze chariots and horses are indeed defective products... This place is very likely to make bronze figures for the tomb of the king." , a processing factory for carving stone beasts and other items!"
"If this is the case, then the problem of the damage of these bronze figures and carts can be well explained...In the era of King Xian, the casting technology was not too developed...In addition, in order to build the mausoleum, King Xian took prisoners Many local barbarians..."
"Those barbarian people, even after training, may not be able to fully master the casting process...it's normal to make mistakes."
"after all……"
blah blah blah blah.
Shirley Yang explained the scientific knowledge of copper casting, the mixing ratio of copper and tin...
The fat man heard: "?????"
I also know that the fat man has basically no interest in any science.
This is not.
As soon as Shirley Yang finished speaking, the fat man waved his hand and said, "Miss Yang, we are not doing research, so we don't need to say so much."
Then, the fat man decisively grasped the important point for him, "So, according to what you said, I'm right, these things are defective products."
Shirley Yang nodded: "Well, it should be like this."
Fatty: "(*^▽^*)"
After getting an affirmative answer, the fat man immediately grinned, and then said cheekily, "Sure enough, fat man is the smartest! Miss Yang, actually, you're still wrong."
Shirley Yang: "????"
Fatty: "What's wrong is that I didn't just say the phrase 'these things are defective', I said it on purpose."
The smelly and shameless words spread into the air.
moment.
Ding Ze: "o(∩_∩)o~"
Shirley Young: "(#￣～￣#)"
Hu Bayi: "→_→"
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Hu Bayi gave Fatty a look of contempt, "Fatty, your skin is thicker than a city wall."
When the fat man heard this, he grinned, and immediately replied with a smile, "Old Hu, no matter what you say, the truth is, I'm right when I say it, and you're wrong when you say it!"
Hu Bayi: "(??へ??╬)!! You are right!"
The voice just fell.
Ding Ze happened to walk to the end of the stone platform, behind the last row of copper carts, and saw mummy piled up in disorder on the ground.
His eyes fell on the mummified corpse that had no ears, nose, and eyes that had been gouged out... It was obvious that it had been poured with hot wax to turn it into this horrific mummy...
Ding Ze shook his head.
He still couldn't bear these disgusting things, so he moved his eyes to look at Hu Bayi.
'Old Hu, I'm sorry again. '
After murmuring silently, Ding Ze said, "Old Hu, this place should indeed be Xian Wang's processing factory."
"There are hundreds of mummified corpses here. These people are probably killed by Mr. Xian Wang because they made defective products. They deliberately displayed them to serve as an example to others..."
Ding Ze pointed at the mummy behind the bronze carriage, and said so.
When Hu Bayi and the others heard this, they moved together without any fuss, and Ma Liu rushed to Ding Ze's side.
Immediately.
Within the area covered by the light of the flashlight, a series of hideous and terrifying mummies, with layers of infiltrating images, appeared in the vision of the three of them.
"Hiss!" The fat man couldn't help but gasped, "This old Mr. Xian Wang is so fucking evil... Kill people as soon as you kill them, but you still have to be afraid that people will turn into this picture of people who are neither human nor ghost?" Look, this shit, who are you scaring..."
Hearing this, Xue Liyang frowned, and the serious expression on her face made a voice, "These people probably had their eyes gouged out, their ears and noses cut off, and then burned to death with hot wax..."
"This is still the most important thing to do.
Hu Ba nodded, and then there was a voice, "Well, Mr. Xian Wang is proficient in acrylic acid.
As he said that, Hu Bayi's eyes moved, and he landed on the side, which was already illuminated by Ding Ze's flashlight, on a stone slope made of bluestone.
When I saw the stone slope, I naturally saw the dark underside of the stone slope, and there was a deep hole inside... and the two sides of the stone slope were not completely covered by the light of the flashlight, and only a little bit of light was illuminated by the two rammed earth Bag.
I see.
Whether it is a stone slope or a rammed earth bag, the volume is not small.
"It seems that this place is indeed a processing factory, otherwise there should be a mysterious palace behind the copper car," Hu Bayi said.
At this moment, he didn't look at the mummy on the ground any more. He turned his head and saw the stone slope and the fat man wrapped in rammed earth. Hearing this, "So, I was indeed right."