ed text slowly emerged."This.... this is ancient gold script... nine layered seal script!" Sun Lao Da exclaimed in astonishment as he made out the characters.Yu Jie frowned: "This curious tomb, as far...I said with a grimace that I had just drunk water and didn't have to pee yet. I felt a little embarrassed, so I asked Hong Jie what she meant.

She shook her head and said, "Yúnfēng, I suspect this place isn't just an abandoned sacrificial pit. Those sacrificed people were probably made into bricks and embedded in these walls."

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" Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Seeing my confusion, Hongjie took a deep breath and explained: “It’s just a guess for now. Maybe you can see something if you pee on the wall later. I’ve seen this happen once before. 'Seido long' is what they called it during the Shang, Zhou, Warring States period. After the Spring and Autumn Period, it was called 'bury the soul column', and now people call it 'hit the birth pile'.

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"Drill a pile"

"Red sister said she knew this word, and that this phenomenon still exists now, but it's rare."

What is called "driving a life-pillar" is actually an extremely wicked and terrifying architectural technique passed down from ancient times.

In ancient times, due to the lack of advanced engineering technology, many large-scale construction projects frequently resulted in accidents and fatalities during their construction. As people at that time were unaware of the underlying principles, they attributed these incidents to punishment from ghosts and spirits seeking revenge. To appease the wrath of these supernatural entities and drive away lingering vengeful spirits, householders would sacrifice humans (especially children) by burying them alive beneath the foundation of the building. This was believed to ensure the successful completion of the construction project.

And that person who was buried alive came to be known as a "living stake." After death, for thousands upon thousands of years, they remained guarding this place, never able to turn over or reincarnate.

There's a saying about this nowadays, "building a bridge inevitably leads to death."

If you don't believe it, you can take a look at the history of bridge construction. It is said that for a certain famous bridge project, the limit set back then was within 50 deaths.

Besides, the Haizhu Bridge, built in the 1930s, is said to have a spooky story. People who walked on the bridge at night after it was first constructed often heard cries of a man and a woman coming from behind them. However, when they turned around, there was nothing there.

When the decision was made to build the Haizhu Bridge, Chen Jitang, the military governor of Guangzhou at the time, was in charge. This man was extremely superstitious about various magic and fortune-tellers. Whenever something happened, no matter how big or small, he would first consult with them to determine if it was auspicious or inauspicious.

He has dozens of Taoist fortune-tellers living in his house. I don't know if those Taoists actually have any real skills.

Therefore, rumors circulated among the people after the bridge was built, saying that Chen Jitang had buried many mentally handicapped men and women in the concrete foundation of the Haizhu Bridge. They were said to have been used as living piles.

Hong Jie said that this kind of traditional sorcery has an evolutionary process, and it was originally called Se Dou Long.

After waiting for less than an hour, I felt the urge to urinate, so I asked Hong Jie where I should go.

Hong Jie pointed at the wall and said, "The middle section, aim higher," she said. She explained that children's urine and vinegar were acidic and could soften the mixture of three soils (san he tu). I didn't know if it was true or not, so I did what she said.

I did this a lot back in school. At the time, there was a wall separating the boys' and girls' restrooms at our school. Some mischievous boys in our class would pinch that wall and push hard upwards, just like a high-pressure water gun.

...often draws screams and insults from the women's restroom next door.

After the incident, he would still arrogantly shout through the wall: "What's wrong Don't you agree You guys think you can pee over here"

There's a joke that says, "In the past, he could urinate three meters against the wind. Now, with the wind in his favor, he can barely wet his shoes." This is a humorous jab at an aging man.

I am in my prime, after Red Sister stepped down, I looked at the rammed earth wall in front of me and started letting water loose directly. The water kept rising higher and higher like a fountain, leaving An researcher behind me speechless.

Within three minutes, after the loess soil had been soaked in urine, it did indeed appear to have softened.

Red Sister's face lit up when she saw it. She zeroed in on a spot and began to hammer at it with a sharp stone.

Lots of gray clay started falling down, and Big Sister smashed a small hole in the wall with her force.

But good times don't last. Soon, the clay inside became hard and couldn't be smashed anymore.

Hong Jie was sweating, and she panted as she turned to me and said, "Yun Feng, we have a chance to escape."

> But it all depends on you.

"Huh"

"No way," these rammed earth walls are incredibly thick, there could even be people buried inside. If things really came to this..."

Where on earth would I have so much urine from children How much water would I have to drink!

I am a person, but not a sprinkler truck.g Jie cut me off."Look... Look at that! What is that Are those footprints"Following where Red Sister pointed, I saw two very tiny footprints on the soft earth. They were even smaller than three-inch g...