I am still shocked by the scenario when somebody shouts, “Hey! There’s a tunnel down here!” People
start to gather around the crack, and it is very chaotic. I get into the crowd to see what has happened.
The crack is not big; only one person can pass through it at each time. There is a descending staircase,
but it is too dark to see where it is heading.
I become very interested; I am determined to find out the truth. Luckily I am quite short and slim, and
they all agreed to let me and a few others to get into the crack.
We light up a few torches and start walking carefully down the stairs. It does not take long before we
reach the bottom.
We are dazzled by the things before us. There are all kinds of ornament, paintings, jewelry and
mountains of gold coins everywhere. They glimmer in the dark. Not far from us is a large coffin. I ignore it and
gaze at the treasures instead.
“
It must be the tomb of some rich guy, or even an Emperor,” someone says. “I guess when they
selected the site of building the wall, they knew nothing at all about this. ”
We continued searching around, discovering more and more valuables. We estimate the amount – there
are at least hundreds of them just in this small corner, and we don’t know how big the tomb is.
“
Hey, come back here quick, the soldiers are coming,” There are voices from above. We immediately
ascended the stairs. Everyone got back to working.
The soldiers check on our process, and then they just continue patrolling. We wait until they walk away,
and tell others about our findings.
Everyone is thrilled by the idea. “Let’s have a complete exploration around the tomb another day,”
someone suggests. “For now let’s cover up the crack; however we shall leave a mark here so that we can trace it
back.”
He wrenches out a brick from the bottom so that it sticks out a bit, and carves a word on it.
Suddenly bonfires are lit on all the mountains. The soldiers are now rushing towards the East.
“
Attention! Invasion from the East front!” It is very chaotic. We slaves are rushed towards the opposite direction.
Cannons are now being shot. They sound like thunder, and we immediately cover our ears and kneel
behind the walls.
A few moments later, I take up the courage to peek through the wall.
At first I see a small dot coming near us from far away. As it comes nearer I become aware that it is
actually a large crowd of warriors and chariots. There are so many of them that the horses are creating a mist of
sand as they gallop on the ground.
I can now hear them shouting, “Kill that traitor Ying Zheng and fight for what we deserve! Get our
ancestors’ properties back, right under this Great Wall!”
At that moment I realise the treasure we have just discovered is actually theirs. Qin Shi Huang has
ordered to build the wall just to keep the valuables to himself.
Our soldiers are now shooting arrows at those warriors. Some fall off the horse, but others still dash
towards us. They start to gather up in front of the wall, trying to climb over it and invade our country. Arrows
are darting from above like rain, piercing right through their hearts.
Soon there are not any enemies left. Shattered chariots and corpses are lying everywhere. While I am
shaken by the cruelty and violence, I am also glad that we won. If not for the great wall, our country will be
ransacked.
The loud, joyful scream of victory pierces through my head. The world twirls around me again. I soon
find myself standing at the same place, around me are thousands of tourists taking photos and chatting. My
mother and father are running towards me. “Oh, sweetie, you are here,” My mother gasps. “Let’s go to another
spot.”
I glimpse at the odd brick. Flashbacks start playing in my head. “No, mom,” I grin. “On second thought,
let’s stay here for a little while.”
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