Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 752: Three disasters? Disaster?
Needless to say, the blind man and the young man only trust the knife in their hands.

Hu Ming is a little better, but he will never hesitate when it comes to using modern weapons.

Let alone Wu Xie. Although he learned sword skills from the blind man for a while, in the final analysis, Wu Xie is not the type to play unlimited fighting.

So far, the big white dog legs have never hurt anyone.

Only the fat man is indecisive and always uses detonators to clear the way. This has almost become a label for the fat man.

The fat man tightened his belt, trying to hide the thing that made his waistline bigger.

……

The towers here were built for special purposes and were never absolutely prohibited to outsiders.

Hu Ming and his crew were all veterans. In just a few minutes, they easily found a very hidden entrance next to the central tomb mound.

The passage underneath was extremely narrow and could only barely accommodate a fat man's body.

A group of people fell down one by one.

All the tiles and wooden structures are cast with a thick layer of bronze. Even after hundreds and thousands of years, the internal structure is still preserved very intact.

However, under the light, one can still see a group of fungi growing on some wooden structures.

Obviously, due to the limitations of the technology at the time, this place eventually became damp.

The internal structure of the ancient tower is mostly made of wood. Even though it was once coated with a layer of varnish to prevent oxidation, it is not much better under the corrosion of time.

In terms of architectural structure, this floor is most likely the topmost floor of the ancient pagoda. The space is relatively narrow and there is almost nothing redundant. There are only three statues of gods enshrined on the shelf in the center of the space.

The statue is covered with small mushrooms, and it is obvious that the material used to make the statue is mostly organic.

"It's a statue made of human skin... Judging from its size and material, it could be the skin of a seven or eight-year-old child."

Covering his mouth and nose, Hu Ming walked forward to touch it and said with certainty.

It is worth mentioning that as soon as they entered the ancient tower, they smelled a strong smell of sulfur.

This is the smell from deep in the rock formations.

"The human skin of a seven or eight-year-old child..."

Several people grinned.

How should I put it? Although it is a bit scary to suddenly hear that the statue in this kind of ghost place is made of the skin of a young child, it is a bit scary.

But considering the identity of Jin Tong as a cultist, it is hard to be suspicious...

Have you ever seen any x cult worshipping gods seriously?
Do you have the nerve to call yourself a cult without some blood and cruelty?
Several people observed carefully and found that under the caisson, the light found a plaque hanging on the horizontal lintel with four large gold-painted characters inscribed on it - Qingyang's End.

"Qingyang's Doomsday!"

Wu Xie pondered for a moment, then his face lit up with joy!
At last there is something he knows!
but
After watching for a while, the few people had no intention of asking questions. Instead, they followed the spiral staircase in the caisson passage as if to go to the next floor.

"Ahem, wonderful!" "My dear brothers, please look at this plaque. You know, the Qingyang Ending Tribulation is the end of the three tribulations in ancient religious mythology, namely the Qingyang Period, the Hongyang Period, and the Baiyang Period."

“And this first calamity…”

Wu Xie quickly coughed lightly, attracting the attention of several people.

"The first calamity began with Fuxi and ended with King Ji of Zhou, a total of 1,866 years. This is the Qingyang calamity period."

The young man glanced at Wu Xie, interrupted him directly, and softly continued the second half of Wu Xie's sentence.

"Huh?"

Wu Xie was confused. Isn't this the wrong way to open the script?
"First of all, nephew, regarding the research on various ancient papal myths, the blind brother and I must know more than you do."

"Secondly, this involves the hybrid product of the Golden Child Religion, which combines Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. Believe me, even the fat man knows more than you..."

"at last..…"

Hu Ming smacked his lips and said, "Let's not talk about Zhou Wangji for now. At least on this point about Fuxi, my brother and I can tell you responsibly."

"Fuxi has nothing to do with the end of the Three Calamities. He did not have such a theory. These are just the understandings of later generations."

After patting the confused Wu Xie, Hu Ming turned back and pointed at the three statues.

"Do you see these three statues?"

"The Golden Child Religion is a hybrid product. Restricted by the limitations of the times, in order to attract as many believers as possible, the teachings of the Golden Child Religion are quite mixed."

"For example, these three statues are the three saviors of the Qingyang catastrophe in the teachings of the Golden Boy Sect. They are the Ancient Buddha Dipankara, Fuxi, and the Golden Mother of the Jade Pool..."

"Moreover, I can tell you responsibly that the depth here is definitely more than three layers. In other words, the next layer is definitely not the Red Sun Doomsday that you expected."

Even though he didn't know the structure of this strange underground bronze tower before, Hu Ming could easily draw the conclusion based on the various signs he saw when he entered and the feedback he got from the sounds.

This underground bronze tower is terrifyingly deep!
Carefully walking down the rotten stairs, I reached the second floor, the structure of which was obviously different from the first floor.

The most striking thing is the height. Just by visual inspection, you can see that the space structure of the second floor is almost twice that of the first floor!
"A thousand great calamities!"

Wu Xie shone the light on the plaque and muttered the large gold-painted characters on it.

Wu Xie's face looked strange. He glanced at the few people and saw affirmative looks on Hu Ming and the blind man's faces.

After all, Wu Xie is a top student who has attended university, the blind man is a returnee, and no one can guess how much knowledge Hu Ming has. All three of them know exactly what the thousand-digit number means.

Qiandashu is an ancient Chinese unit of measurement. In essence, it is an extremely large unit of measurement, approximately 10^1048576 (upper number) 10^75 (middle number).

If we say that each floor of this tower represents a catastrophe, and we use a unit of measurement as a catastrophe, wouldn’t that mean…

Wu Xie was shocked. This unit of measurement starts from the largest thousand to the smallest, which is infinitely close to nothing, 10^-24, which is Nirvana, but there are more than sixty levels!!!
According to current rough estimates, each floor of the tower is twice as high as the previous floor.
Wu Xie simply couldn't imagine how deep this tower had been built. Could it have reached the depths of the earth's mantle? Is this really something that humans can accomplish?
As expected, they followed Hu Ming and the young man who had led the way to the next floor. When the light shone on them, they saw the plaque still had large golden characters on it - Great Numbers and Great Disasters!
The height of the third floor is exactly twice that of the second floor!
"Fuck, according to this method, how many floors does this damn bronze tower have, and how deep is it?"

Wu Xie shouted in horror!