The Secret of the Qin Mausoleum: Living Human Terracotta Warriors
Next Episode: Truth and Choice
Surrounded by the living terracotta figures, the members of the special investigation team felt as if they were trapped in an invisible cage of terror. The air seemed to be condensed with fear, oppressive and suffocating. The terracotta figures approached slowly with stiff, heavy steps, each step treading heavily on the heartbeats of the people. Their hollow eyes radiated an inexplicable hostility, a gaze from hell, piercingly cold.
Lin Yu suppressed the fear surging within him like a raging storm and quickly calmed himself. He knew that in this crucial moment, any moment of panic could plunge them into irretrievable doom. He shouted, "Everyone, stand back to back. Don't panic! Stay calm and follow my instructions!" In extreme fear, the members subconsciously obeyed Lin Yu's command, quickly gathering back to back, their hands tightly gripping various self-defense tools, their knuckles white from the exertion. Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and each gasp was filled with a deep fear of the unknown danger.
Just as the terracotta warriors were about to launch their attack, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Lin Yu. He recalled the dossier's observations: while their sensory abilities had been significantly diminished, they still retained a basic sense of hearing. A glimmer of hope ignited within him: this might be their only chance of escaping this predicament. Lin Yu took a deep breath, trying to calm his trembling voice. Then, in the ancient language of the Qin Dynasty, he shouted, "We hold no ill will; we simply wish to know the truth!" His voice, trembling with determination, echoed through the eerie underground palace.
The movements of the living terracotta warriors froze instantly, as if time had frozen in that moment. As if under a spell, they remained in their original positions, their hollow eyes flickering with a hint of doubt, as if they were trying to comprehend the meaning of Lin Yu's words. The entire underground palace fell into a dead silence, so still that only the rapid breathing of the members and the pounding of their own hearts could be heard.
A moment later, a living terracotta figure, seemingly the leader, stepped forward. It towered over the others, its clay patterns etched with a unique rhythm, emanating an air of majesty. In a hoarse, ancient voice, it spoke, "The truth? You descendants, why have you trespassed into this forbidden land and disturbed our slumber?" The voice, as if emanating from the depths of time, carried a chilling sense of timelessness and icy coldness that sent shudders down your spine.
Lin Yu's heart surged with joy, knowing a turning point might be just around the corner. But he still didn't dare let his guard down. He spoke cautiously, "We are here to uncover the truth of history and unravel this age-old mystery. The secrets of Qin Shi Huang should not remain buried in darkness forever." Lin Yu's voice echoed through the silent underground palace. As he spoke, he closely observed the reaction of the terracotta leader. His palms were wet with sweat, his back drenched in cold sweat, and his nervousness was a constant presence.
The leader of the living terracotta warriors remained silent for a long time, as if lost in deep recollections of a distant past. The air in the underground palace seemed frozen as everyone waited in silence for its response, each second seeming to stretch infinitely longer. Finally, it spoke slowly, its voice tinged with resignation and sadness: "Back then, in pursuit of immortality and the eternity of the empire, Your Majesty ordered the development of a mysterious drug, leaving us in this state. The burning of books and burying of scholars was indeed an attempt to cover up everything. Your Majesty orchestrated his own death, bringing us into the underground palace to await the day of resurrection."
Lin Yu was filled with emotion. The truth of history was so cruel and shocking. He continued, "But two thousand years have passed, and times have changed dramatically. Why do you still insist on staying here?" Lin Yu was filled with doubts. He tried to find more secrets about this dusty history from the answer of the living terracotta leader.
A flicker of helplessness flashed across the eyes of the terracotta leader, its hollow gaze betraying a longing for the past and a sense of helplessness about the present. It slowly spoke, "We have become one with this underground palace. Once we leave, we will perish. This is our mission, and our fate." The terracotta leader's voice carried a resolute tone, as if narrating an unchangeable destiny.
However, at this moment, an unexpected event occurred. Due to abnormal energy fluctuations within the underground palace, the entire place began to shake violently. Stones from the walls fell one after another, smashing against the living terracotta figures and the investigation team with a dull sound. Dust filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe. Lin Yu looked at the chaotic scene and knew that he had to make a decision. He was anxious, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes revealed anxiety and struggle.
Lin Yu shouted to the leader of the living terracotta warriors, "Come with us and leave here, otherwise we will all die." Lin Yu's voice was filled with a hint of urgency and pleading. He knew very well that at this moment of life and death, only if everyone worked together would there be a glimmer of hope.
The leader of the living terracotta warriors shook his head firmly, his eyes revealing an unshakable belief: "We can't leave. This is the place we have guarded for thousands of years. You guys go quickly!" Although the voice of the leader of the living terracotta warriors was hoarse, it was full of unquestionable determination.
Lin Yu felt a mixture of emotions. He looked at the terracotta leader, feeling both admiration for its steadfastness in its mission and regret for its fate. Under the anxious urging of his fellow terracotta warriors, Lin Yu, filled with deep regret and reluctance, struggled with his team to find a way out of the collapsed underground palace.
The underground palace was in chaos, with falling rocks and clouds of dust billowing into the sky. Lin Yu and his team groped their way forward in the darkness, each step fraught with danger. They constantly dodged falling rocks, their ears filled with the roar of crashing rocks and the anxious cries of their companions. Lin Yu was filled with anxiety, fearing for his team's safety and lamenting not having uncovered more of the Qin Mausoleum's secrets.
终于，在历经无数艰难险阻后，他们成功逃离了秦陵地宫。当阳光洒在他们身上的那一刻，他们仿佛从一场噩梦中惊醒。然而，秦陵地宫中的活人俑，依旧坚守着他们的使命，随着地宫再次恢复平静，他们的故事，或许又将被岁月尘封。
林宇回头望着那神秘而恐怖的秦陵地宫，心中暗暗发誓，终有一天，他会再次回来，揭开更多关于秦陵的秘密。而这次的经历，将永远改变他对历史的认知，那些关于秦陵的神秘谜团，也将成为他心中永远的牵挂，驱使着他不断探寻历史的真相。
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