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"At this point, will you be tempted to open the coffin immediately, or will you choose to continue unraveling the mystery?"
Partridge Whistle chuckled awkwardly and said, "Actually, once you get to this point, there's no difference anymore."
"Opening the coffin will result in death."
"If we choose to continue cracking the code, but fail to solve it, we will also face certain death."
"He has completely blocked your escape route."
He glanced somewhat regretfully at the front door he had come from.
If they can't solve this puzzle, they'll be trapped here forever!
Li Xiaohu smiled and said, "That's certainly true for ordinary tomb raiders."
He smiled confidently and said, "But we're not ordinary tomb raiders."
"Senior brother," Li Xiaohu said, straightening his expression and pointing to the celestial globe.
"Can you still calculate the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches on this list accurately and quickly?"
Jin Suanpan curled his nose and said disdainfully, "I can calculate it backwards even if I'm your senior brother!"
"Okay." Li Xiaohu trusted Jin Suanpan.
Then he said:
"We just need to align the arm of the armillary sphere with the corresponding Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and we should be able to open the correct tomb door."
Partridge Whistle then asked, puzzled, "But which year?"
The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are calculated based on the year, month, and day.
"The seventh year of Zhenguan?" Jin Suanpan asked tentatively. "In that year, Li Chunfeng improved the old version of the armillary sphere and invented a new type of armillary sphere."
“I don’t think that’s right.” Yin Xinyue’s rare intervention in the topic drew everyone’s attention.
Yin Xinyue shook her head and said, "I also know a little about the history of the Tang Dynasty."
“Since you say this tomb is Li Chunfeng’s tomb, then the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches on the armillary sphere should be related to him personally.”
"Li Chunfeng achieved countless accomplishments in his life. Inventing the armillary sphere was just one of his minor achievements, not even as illustrious as writing the Tui Bei Tu."
"A glorious scene?" Jin Suanpan grasped the key point and quickly said, "That was the twenty-second year of Zhenguan!"
"That year, Li Chunfeng was appointed Grand Historian and returned home in glory by imperial decree. It was the most glorious year of his life!"
Yin Xinyue frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "It seems that no year is more like the answer than this one."
They quickly guessed the answer.
Li Xiaohu nodded in agreement and said, "
"The murals around him depict Li Chunfeng's life and achievements, but the scene of him being appointed as the Grand Historian is missing."
"So the answer should be the 22nd year of Zhenguan."
Partridge Whistle walked to the armillary sphere, began fiddling with its massive swing arm, and asked Golden Abacus:
What is the sexagenary cycle year of the 22nd year of the Zhenguan era?
"The year of Wushen..." Jin Suanpan blurted out almost without thinking.
It's just a matter of calculating the sexagenary cycle for the year.
Jin Suanpan felt that he didn't need to use his brain at all.
Partridge Whistle glanced at Golden Abacus with some surprise, then started fiddling with the old foreigner's arm swing.
"Click...click...click...click..."
The characters “戊” and “申” were aligned with the indicators respectively.
Just as it was aimed.
“Boom boom boom! ———”
A deafening roar erupted from the tomb!
The entire tomb chamber trembled!
The platform beneath Li Xiaohu and his companions began to rotate.
Before they could even react to what had happened...
Then they discovered that the gilded coffin in the dark room was frantically pouring mercury out!
In just a few breaths, the floor of the dark room was covered!
at the same time.
The tiger heads on the four pillars in the tomb chamber also began to spew out large amounts of mercury!
Not long after.
The trenches in the tomb floor were filled with a large amount of mercury.
"What... what's going on?" Partridge Whistle asked in a panic. "Did we guess the wrong answer?"
"Hold your breath!" Li Xiaohu first told everyone to cover their mouths and noses to reduce their breathing rate and avoid inhaling the toxic mercury gas.
He then reassured everyone, saying, "Our guess was absolutely correct."
This is the answer I remember; there's no way it could be wrong.
He turned to look at the armillary sphere.
It didn't take long to discover the problem.
As he spoke, he stepped forward and began to fiddle with the swing arm inside, from which an even smaller swing arm split off.
Then he explained:
"This is a new type of armillary sphere that has been improved by Li Chunfeng, so the calibration method must also be new."
4.3 "The swing arm has three layers: upper, middle, and lower. The upper and middle layers are for calibration, and the lower layer is based on the reference."
"You just forgot to align the reference arm."
Partridge Whistle felt ashamed upon hearing this; he hadn't expected it to be because of his carelessness.
Li Xiaohu turned the bottom one to the correct position.
"Shh! Shh! Shh!"
The armillary sphere suddenly began to rotate automatically.
The platform beneath their feet slowly came to a stop, and the coffins and tiger heads on the pillars in the dark room ceased spewing mercury.
The group initially thought they would soon see the correct tomb door open.
But the result is.
The mercury that had already spilled onto the ground began to converge towards the four supporting pillars, and then flowed upwards along the grooves above them!
"What's going on again?"
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The mercury kept pooling together and flowing upwards along the pillar.
They quickly passed the tiger's head and then converged towards the dome.
The star chart on the dome was filled with mercury, emitting bright silver light.
Looking out from the dimly lit tomb chamber.
It really does resemble a starry sky.
"What's going on now?" Partridge Whistle asked, puzzled.
He remained deeply worried until he saw the next tomb door open.
Li Xiaohu looked up at the star chart above his head and said calmly, "It seems we still need to solve one more problem."
"How do we interpret this?" Partridge Whistle didn't understand astrology very well.
I have no idea how to use astrology to solve the puzzle now.
“This looks like the Twenty-Eight Mansions Chart.” Jin Suanpan recognized the range of the constellations at a glance.
Then he began to lower his head and calculate, muttering to himself, "The Twenty-Eight Mansions."
"The Seven Mansions of the East: Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, Winnowing Basket..."
Li Xiaohu frowned upon hearing this.
If we keep calculating in this order using the abacus, I don't know how long it will take.
He then reminded him, "Li Chunfeng is a Taoist, so the calculation should be done according to Taoist methods."
"Go directly to the Life Gate and Death Gate among the Twenty-Eight Mansions!"
Jin Suanpan's eyes lit up.