"Look, what's that?" Yang Bo suddenly pointed to the bottom of the collapsed stage and exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the past, and suddenly gasped, only to see that under the stage, barbs stood upright, if they really walked over, it was a fluke to fall around, and the barbs were inserted into it, and it was impossible to live!

Lu Dongxing couldn't help but remind: "Everyone be careful, don't touch things, there are many traps here, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life!"

Walked five in a row, each tomb is full of crises, so everyone has to be vigilant, walking here, the signal of the walkie-talkie is close to nothing, Lu Dongxing just wanted to arrange people to find Xiao Li, but they were not successful, and everyone's steps were much lighter.

Facing the last tomb, everyone was silent, and in the end, it was Yang Bo who said: "In the end, it should be the Ministry of Industry, Hong Xiuquan really wants to dominate the country for thousands of generations!"

With that, Yang Bo stepped in.

The facilities of the Ministry of Industry are no different, the big word "work" is presented in front of him, but the room is empty, without any equipment, Yang Bo glanced at it, took a step forward to see it clearly, and everyone behind him rushed in.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and Yang Bo felt that his chest was suddenly hit vigorously, his steps were paused, and his body was driven backwards.

"Yang Bo!" Da Meng followed behind Yang Bo, stepped forward with an arrow, hugged Yang Bo, and hurriedly dragged Yang Bo backwards and withdrew.

In a panic, everyone retreated one after another, although they didn't know what was going on, but Yang Bo was attacked by a hidden weapon, which still made everyone feel terrified!

After Luo Yaohua withdrew, he hurriedly grabbed Yang Bo, his eyes stared at Yang Bo's body, and when he saw that Yang Bo's heart was cracked, revealing his underwear, he hurriedly covered it and exclaimed: "Yang Bo, Yang Bo, wake up!"

Yang Bo was pulled out by Da Meng just now, and before he could react, he was shaken by Luo Yaohua for a while, feeling that the whole person was not good, plus the stuffiness in the tomb, he couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem!"

Luo Yaohua stared at Yang Bo, "Are you okay?"

Yang Bo shook his head helplessly, he was very lucky in his heart, he thought that he had been very careful, but he didn't expect to be hit!

Yang Bo took out the bronze mirror from his chest, "It was it that saved me!"

Luo Yaohua stared at the mirror and also had an impression, but he immediately let go, "It's okay, you're fine, don't lie down anymore!"

Lu Dongxing stood aside and said: "Okay, it's okay, don't be so rough below, it's good to have a mirror to cover it this time, next time you won't be so lucky!"

Yang Bo held the bronze mirror, and was amazed in his heart, he didn't expect that his unintentional action would actually save his life.

Everyone gave up on the tomb and continued to walk forward, and everyone became more careful.

The burial chamber was stretching downward, the road was slightly sloping, like a spiral road stretching around the mountains, and the weather was a little cool in early autumn, but they had to take off their coats.

Although it was only a few burial chambers, it had already taken seven or eight hours, and by this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the tension of the whole day had made everyone physically exhausted, but no one mentioned resting, ending as soon as possible, in order to be liberated.

Yang Bo's original intention of digging up a treasure has faded a little, and now he hopes to go back safely.

The tomb appeared in front again, but the door of this tomb was closed, and unlike before, this tomb had three words written on the door, "Chuxiu Palace"!

"Chuxiu Palace?" Luo Yaohua stared at the traditional characters in front of him and read them, "Does he really want to treat this place as a palace and build an underground palace, will there be Cining Palace and Taihe Palace next?"

Lu Dongxing took a step forward and pushed the stone door hard, but he didn't think about it, and with a "bang", the stone gate fell to the ground.

Before there was time to react, a foul smell came to the nostrils, and everyone hurriedly dodged and retreated.

Yang Bo hurriedly blocked his nose with his clothes, he turned his head to look at the torch, and saw that the torch was extinguished, and he took a few steps back before it stabilized.

Yang Bo held his breath for a long time, and finally was able to breathe, but he still took out his gas mask, and everyone else also took out gas masks and put them on, although this would affect the sense of smell, but for health reasons, it had to be so.

There are many legends of pharaoh's curse in Egypt, and most of the tomb robbers cannot die well, because they were exposed to too many viruses in the process of robbing tombs, and the stench just now may contain this virus, the virus exists in the body, and there is a certain incubation period, which has caused rumors of the pharaoh's curse.

Everyone took advantage of this time to sit down and rest, and waited for about half an hour before they walked forward wearing gas masks.

In the tomb of Chuxiu Palace, it was finally illuminated by the lights for a hundred years, and when he looked up, Yang Bo just mentioned it in his heart, and he stood at the door and never stepped forward again.

Dozens of corpses hung in the room, dressed in embroidered robes, their clothes had rotted and blackened, and the corpses had long since decomposed, hanging in mid-air.

Yang Bo felt a chill, he glanced at it, turned around and left.

The others also looked at it, quickly turned around and left, and walked forward for a while, and under Lu Dongxing's signal, everyone took off their gas masks.

Luo Yaohua couldn't bear it anymore, and threw up on the side.

"Chuxiu Palace, could it be the harem of the underworld that Hong Xiuquan prepared for himself!" Luo Yaohua spat bitter water and couldn't help but say.

"Those were thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls, very small. Lu Dongxing reminded.

Yang Bo couldn't help but feel a chill, he really didn't pay attention to it just now, "Hong Xiuquan wants to build a palace and court in the underworld!

"Hong Xiuquan shouldn't be the wife he prepared for himself a few years in advance, thirteen or fourteen years old, in a few years, if he enters the underworld, these little girls will just be his wife!"

Although he had heard a lot of rumors of martyrdom, this was the first time Yang Bo had seen this situation with his own eyes, and he was shocked and felt extremely cruel.

Everyone walked forward in silence.

"Shouldn't it be the Taihe Hall next!" Luo Yaohua guessed.

This section is a little long, everyone quickly turned into a hall, the field of vision suddenly opened, the top of the original only more than two meters was instantly as high as five or six meters, the surrounding area was open, enough to be the size of a basketball court, the stone wall can still see the nicks, in the middle of the hall several columns support.

In the hall sitting north facing south, there is a dragon chair throne, on which is hung a plaque of "Jianji Suiyou"!

It is the shape of the Taihe Temple!