I shook my head in confusion and nodded again, not knowing what to say, but somehow, I always felt that this place was very familiar to me, could it be that I had seen it in a dream again?

As soon as I thought of this, I didn't care about the corpse in the black robe, so I hurriedly moved the flashlight and looked around the corridor - it doesn't matter if I don't look at it, I was stunned by this look: the corridor is not very long, about ten meters. However, the road is surrounded by faded murals, and even the floor tiles under my feet are faded and painted, which is exactly the same as the road full of murals in my dream!

Looking at the frescoes that had faded and were slowly disappearing, my eyes widened, my body trembled slightly, and I murmured, "How, how can it be ......" until the paintings were oxidized, and I still hadn't recovered from the shock.

Wang Quan looked at my expression and was startled, thinking that I was frightened like this by the black-shirted corpse, so he hurriedly pushed me and said: "Hey! Comrade Luo He! What's wrong with you kid? As a revolutionary soldier, how can you be frightened into dementia by the corpse of an enemy, and quickly return to your soul!"

I woke up from the shock by the king's push, and I quickly threw myself on the wall, trying to find the traces of those murals, but unfortunately the murals have all disappeared, and I can only vaguely remember that the most appeared on the murals, which seemed to be a scene of a woman flying into the sky.

I touched the wall with a frown, and thought to myself: Could it be that the woman in the mural is the owner of this tomb?

Just as I was thinking hard, Bing Cube Ling's cold voice pulled me out of my thoughts: "Go to Xuantang." ”

This cold voice directly sobered me up, I subconsciously turned my head and looked at Bing Cube Ling with Wang Quan Chen Ge, only to see that this guy stopped paying attention to us, and directly took the dog head four, and walked towards the last door to the Xuantang.

The three of us didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed the ice cube Ling and walked towards the gate of the Xuantang.

When I approached the gate of the Xuantang, I was surprised to find that this gate was actually made of iron!

I stepped forward and took a closer look at the gate, which was divided into two panels, the left and right, with two quaint brass rings on the top of the panel, and the iron door was pitch black

There are spots of rust on it, and the door is engraved with some strange patterns similar to the thunder pattern, and the strangest thing is that the copper ring on the top of this big iron door is actually wearing a heavy iron chain, and there is a big black lock hanging on the iron chain, which looks very weird.

At this time, the dog head who was walking in the front was very puzzled and said: "This bucket is really strange, how to hang the lock outside, isn't this waiting for the convenience of others?"

Just when everyone was standing in place and thinking about their own thoughts, Wang Quan walked up to the iron gate and said, "You want me to see, since you have all arrived at the door, you can directly remove the lock and see what kind of ghost is buried here!"

Hearing the sound, Chen Ge, who was standing on the side, exclaimed: "This iron gate seems to be hollow!" Chen Ge said this, and our group was stunned for a moment, and the dog head four who were standing at the front also reached out and patted the iron door, and the iron door made the same "dangdang" echo as just now.

"It's really hollow!" I sighed when I heard the sound.

At this time, Wang Quan, who was standing by the door, was already waiting a little impatiently, and while holding up the MP5 in his hand, he said: "It's a mule or a horse, let's take it out, it's a mother or a concubine, let's go in and take a look, and the master will open the way for you!"

As soon as Wang Quan's words ended, we heard several gunshots, and we looked at them in amazement—only to see that Bing Cube Ling had already pulled out the sand eagle and fired several shots at the lock on the iron door.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, I saw that the big black iron lock had been shattered by the large-caliber bullets of the sand eagle, accompanied by the heavy iron chains, "bang" fell off, and finally "bang" smashed on the floor tiles in front of the door, hitting a burst of light ash.

Seeing the heavy iron chain fall to the ground, Wang Quan put away the submachine gun in his hand, and said to the ice cube Ling with some indignation: "Hey, I said Comrade Ling Wen, why do you always rush ahead of the leader?

After hearing this, Bing Fang Ling looked at Wang Quan, didn't say anything, and walked directly to the iron gate with Goutousi, ready to push open the iron door leading to Xuantang.

I couldn't help laughing out loud when I saw Wang Quan being deflated, and Chen Ge next to me also walked to Wang Quan's side with some disdain, glanced at him, and whispered: "You'd better not provoke him, he's not simple." ”

With that, he hurried to the iron gate and helped push it open.

After listening to Chen Ge's words, I couldn't help but murmur to myself: It's strange that guy can be simple. I didn't dare to delay, so I hurriedly ran over to help push the door, leaving only the kid of Wang Quan standing in place in a daze.

I ran to the iron gate, this iron gate is about two people high, six people standing side by side so wide, although it is hollow, but it is also heavy to death, I pushed hard, while looking at the kid of the king, who knew that the kid was still there still not moving, I just wanted to open my mouth to call him to come over to help, I heard a cold voice from behind me: "The leader, but come to help?"

I almost lost my breath after listening to Bing Cube Ling's words, and thought to myself: This guy is so unlively even if he is joking.

Wang Quan's guy was also stunned for a moment, and then ran over to help push the iron door, but because he was wearing a gas mask, I couldn't see his expression clearly, and I guess he couldn't laugh or cry.

The five of us worked together to push the iron door inside, and with the tooth-aching "rattling" sound of the iron door, my heart began to beat uncontrollably: this dusty tomb for unknown centuries was finally about to see the light of day.

With our joint efforts, the iron gate was finally pushed open a gap for one person to pass through, but to my surprise, from the crack in the iron gate, there was a faint light!

Looking at the light, we couldn't help but stop the movements in our hands in surprise, staring at the light blankly, speechless.

Standing at the crack of the door closest to the crack of the door, the dog's head was now in the crack of the door, and he stammered a little and said: "I, my God, God, this, this shouldn't be the everlasting lamp of shark oil in the bucket, right?

After the dog head four said, Wang Quan opened his mouth and asked, "What is the shark oil lantern?"

Goutou Si returned again and again: "Boss, do you know, this shark oil ever-bright lamp is made of grease made from the deep-sea black-scaled shark people, legend has it that the shark oil is very flame-resistant, only one drop can burn for thousands of years, so the large ancient tombs where the emperor and general are buried have this kind of legendary shark oil lamp, just ......" Goutou Si said this, and glanced at the glimmer of light from the crack in the door with some hesitation, paused, and showed a trace of jealousy in his obscene triangular eyes.

"Just what?" I asked, seeing that he was struggling for a long time without speaking.

Gou Tousi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and continued: "It's just that after so many years of traveling south and north, pouring so many buckets, and digging so many graves, it is the first time I have encountered the everlasting light in the tomb and it is still on!"

Listening to the words of the dog head four, I gasped: Yes! This ancient tomb is as strict as it can be sealed in order to prevent embalming, and it stands to reason that this lamp has been burning for so long, it should have exhausted the air in the tomb a long time ago, how can it still be on?

Wang Quan and Chen Ge also stood aside, not knowing what they were thinking, at this time, Bing Cuo Ling had already walked silently to the crack in the door, took off his gas mask, frowned, and raised his feet and walked towards the door.

As soon as I saw that this guy was about to break away from the organization and act alone, I was terrified, but the gas mask in my head was too heavy to hinder the action. I saw that he took it off, and it should be no big problem, so I immediately took off my mask, and quickly followed him, running towards the hall where the ever-bright lamp was burning.

As soon as I entered the Xuan Hall, I looked at the place where the coffin was placed by the faint light of the ever-bright lamp, but the scene in front of me was completely beyond my imagination - what appeared in the Xuan Hall was not the coffin bed and coffin of the tomb owner who should have been placed in the hall, but a dark pagoda!