"Yang Qiao, what are you thinking?"

Ma Xiaoling spoke on the side, drawing back Yang Qiao's attention.

He shook his head: "The third uncle is also involved, I always feel that this time this tomb of Marquis Zeng is not so simple." "

"Let's take it one step at a time. Ma Xiaoling whispered.

She and Yang Qiao also felt the same way, but now everything was still shrouded in fog, and it was impossible to see clearly.

"By the way, the swordsmanship of those people just now is the Japanese swordsmanship. Ma Xiaoling remembered and added.

This made Yang Qiao slightly stunned, could the man in black just now be Japanese?

But the Japanese are also involved in this.

This puzzled him.

Liu Yang and Zeng Qing had searched around this tomb, but unfortunately only some larger bronze vessels remained, and many exquisite lacquerware had been taken away by the previous third uncle.

Hu Tu touched his chin with his hand, and looked around with Yan Yan, looking thoughtful, but he didn't know that he was bare-chested with half of his buttocks and a calf exposed, which was similar to a beggar disciple, which made people want to laugh.

Xiao Di took out his magnifying glass from his bag and leaned in front of a bronze tree to observe carefully, Yang Qiao said at this time: "Everyone gather, I don't see too important clues here, let's continue to move forward." "

Up to now, this ancient tomb of Zeng Hou Yi has attracted the third uncle to touch the golden captain, and there are also black-clothed people of unknown origin who are suspected of being Japanese, Yang Qiao is becoming more and more curious about the things in this tomb, what can attract them?

What are the men in black aim? Seeing that they don't seem to have much interest in antique utensils, what do they want to do?

Yang Qiao shook his head, greeted Liu Yang and Ma Xiaoling, and everyone gathered together and continued to move forward according to the direction calculated by Yang Qiao.

At this point, it feels like I'm getting closer and closer to the truth......

Bo's clothes fluttered, and in the dark and dreary ancient tomb, a pair of eyes as bright as stars slowly appeared.

His face was solemn, and his steps were like stepping on dead leaves, slowly observing the murals around him step by step.

There are nine days, nine stars, nine heavens, and nine layers, and the top one is a golden-winged three-legged black with its wings spread as if to project endless fire in all directions.

At the foot of the three-legged black, there is a simple tree type, that is, this towering tree passes through the nine heavens, reaches the nine stars and nine days, and becomes the nest of the three-legged black.

This is the legendary "ladder of heaven"! It is rumored that there is a building tree in Fusang in the East China Sea, which can reach the nine heavens.

Lu Weijiu stretched out his finger and stroked the mural, although his finger had no body and could only pass through the mural, but from that finger, he vaguely seemed to feel the power of thousands of years ago.

These murals, the owner of this tomb, was the prince of Zeng during the Warring States Period, but Zeng was only a small country at that time, sandwiched between Chu and Qi, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as sesame mung bean. But why did his tomb have such a scale?

The ancients paid attention to death as life, could it be that this Zeng Marquis Yi was more prominent than the King of Qin and the King of Chu at that time?

This is impossible.

Lu Weijiu retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the end of Yongdao, he had been here for too long, although he could move around Yang Qiao for a distance, but if he was too far away, the connection with the amber yin and yang fish would be weakened, and his body would not be able to maintain at that time, and he would naturally return to the pocket watch.

He looked at his hand, which was nearly half hazy, proving that he was already a little far away from Yang Qiao, and if he didn't catch up, he was afraid that he would be sucked back by the power of the pocket watch.

Sighing slightly, Lu Weijiu walked in the direction of Yang Qiao.

Yang Qiao's brows furrowed slightly, the more he went forward, the more he felt the vastness and vastness of this ancient tomb, this scale was the first time he saw it after entering the door of feng shui, and the tombs of Zhang Dingbian and Chen Youliang that he had encountered before were far worse than the scale here.

The idea of the Warring States people is really strange, it is not enough to enjoy it in life, and it is necessary to build such a luxurious underground palace after death.

Moreover, the feng shui formation here, the traps, Yang Qiao still dare not say that he is sure to deal with all of them.

He glanced at the people around him, Ma Xiaoling's face was gray in many places, and a trace of blood red faintly appeared on her arm, Yang Qiao's heart moved slightly, guessing that the injury she received in Jiangxia that day was not completely healed, and the wound was cracked.

Looking at her face, it is still the same, her eyes are bright and determined.

Yang Qiao secretly admired in his heart.

Look at the fat man Hu Tu again, he and Yan Yan are holding hands, how can they be in high spirits when they first came, shrinking their heads and shrinking their heads, looking frightened.

He was really frightened by the traps in this underground palace, and the fat man was scared a lot by brushing shoulders with death several times today, and his confidence had already avalanche.

It was also the first time for Hu Tu to experience such a dangerous ancient tomb, although he didn't say it, but the look in his eyes already showed that he was really afraid.

However, under the fat man's probe to probe his head, half of his bare legs were exposed, and the obscene appearance of shrinking his head and shrinking his head was a little funny.

Yan Yan followed him, his mouth was full of words, his eyes were looking at the zenith, and he looked like he was wandering outside the sky, and he didn't know what this little genius and autistic child saw, maybe he was playing games like Goldbach's conjecture in his own world.

As for the archaeological doctor Xiao Di, he also looked like he was disgraced, his eyes under the glasses looked a little nervous, and when he noticed Yang Qiao looking at him, his eyes moved away a little panickedly.

Yang Qiao didn't think much about it, and glanced at Zeng Qing behind him again, his face was heavy, but his eyes were still firm.

After all, it is an elite from the Cultural Relics Protection Bureau, and the mentality is still good.

Yang Qiao praised in his heart.

At this moment, I heard Liu Yang in front of me let out a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Qiao and Ma Xiaoling rushed forward as soon as possible, and the situation made their faces change slightly.

In front, there were two people lying in the corridor, their bodies lying on their backs, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"This is the previous tomb robber. "

Liu Yang squatted down and touched their neck carotid artery and shook his head: "It's dead." "

Yang Qiao and Ma Xiaoling glanced at each other, and they couldn't tell what they felt in their hearts.

These two people were stolen in the tomb with the third uncle before, I don't know why the third uncle was involved this time, didn't he claim to wash his hands in the golden basin?

Now that his two apprentices are dead here, it seems that the situation is even more dangerous than imagined. Yang Qiao originally chose a different path from them, but he didn't expect to encounter it, and in the dark, it seemed that he couldn't escape.

Both of them were killed by sharp knives split their chests, Yang Qiao didn't dare to flip, for fear that as soon as he turned over, internal organs would gush out, looking at the faintly revealing knife edge, deep into the bones and internal organs, it was by no means an ordinary knife wound.

"It was done by the men in black from earlier. Ma Xiaoling said on the side: "It may be Japanese." "

"The Japanese have also been mixed in. Hu Tu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stretched out his hand to block Yan Yan's sight, not wanting him to look at these bloody ones. In fact, even if he didn't use his hands to block it, Yan Yan outside the spirit object would probably not be able to see the situation in front of him.

"Let's go ahead and have a look, but be vigilant. Liu Yang spoke, took out a slinger from his backpack, signaled, and stepped over the two corpses.

Yang Qiao also touched the self-defense stick prepared on his waist and slowly pulled it in his hand.

Anything can happen in this underground palace, so hurry up and go to the front to see how the third uncle is doing, there are some things to ask him face-to-face.

The group quickened their pace, and the sound of footsteps passed through the road in front of them chaotically, seeing that they were about to reach the exit, Liu Yang signaled to everyone and turned off all the flashlights in their hands, so as not to arouse the enemy's alarm.

In the darkness where they couldn't see their fingers, everyone held hands and cautiously walked into a tomb.

Yang Qiao heard a little breathing sound, this breathing sound was very strange, like the gasp of the bellows, coming from the left front.

It wasn't the people in the team, who could it be?

Is it the third uncle or those men in black, or is it someone else?

Yang Qiao originally thought that he would not be afraid with his courage, but when the matter came, he was in the dark, and he actually became nervous again. He swallowed his throat, but it was dry without a trace of saliva.

The wheezing sound came and went, sometimes in the left hand, sometimes in the right hand.

The whole burial chamber was in darkness, maybe there were enemies, maybe there weren't, but everyone didn't dare to gamble.

Everyone was breathless, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, slowly, little by little, moving with the people in front.

Syllable~

Suddenly there was a little light in the darkness, which seemed to be there and nothing.

As the light moved, a withered yellow arm gradually appeared, with orange peel on it, and it did not look like a human hand.

Yang Qiao and Liu Yang all tightened their palms, and they both felt the nervousness of their companions, and their palms were faintly sweating.

Before they could see each other's faces, the fire suddenly went out.

Yang Qiao sighed in his heart, he didn't know whether he was disappointed or nervous, he tried to open his eyes to see, but he couldn't see anything clearly in this darkness. But there was a flash of inspiration in my head, and I secretly patted myself on the head, which was really stupid.

Can't see clearly with your eyes, can't you use the eye of the sky?

Any flow of vitality can't hide from one's own heavenly eye, and then the situation in this tomb can be clearly distinguished.

Yang Qiao's attention was focused on his eyebrows, and he was about to use the secret method, when suddenly, a ball of fire jumped up beside him, and under the firelight, a miserable white face was revealed.

Yes~~

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