Seeing that everyone said so,. He hesitated for a moment, then sighed, handed the golden toad back to the fat man, and said solemnly: "If you are so reckless next time, don't blame me for not recognizing you as a brother." ”

How dare the fat man disobey him, he nodded again and again, and threw out the water on his head: "I know, I know, I don't know, I don't know." After speaking, he carefully held the golden toad, felt the weight of the golden toad, and suddenly his heart was full of joy, and he was so happy that his mouth had not closed for a long time, which was even happier than when he was a child and had to pay for the New Year.

He could be happy, but Angel next to him couldn't. She cared about the safety of the team members, and because of this fat man, she was delayed for several minutes.

She didn't delay any longer, and continued to walk forward in a muffled voice.

Seeing this, Mo Feifei hurriedly took Zuo Ting and Qiao Ruolan to follow, and took the initiative to walk in front of An Qi.

The fat man held the golden toad, kissed it several times, and then wrapped it in a piece of cloth contentedly, put it in the pocket of the down jacket lining, and finally closed the zipper, patted it with satisfaction, and then quickly chased after it.

From the outside, this tofu block mausoleum is 50 meters long, nearly 30 meters wide, about seven or eight meters high, and a total volume of only about 10,000 cubic meters. Compared to the palace outside, its size was nothing at all.

But as they walked, they found that there was still a very large space under the whole tomb. Like an iceberg, only a small part of the water is exposed, and most of it is still hidden underwater.

Moreover, the space under this tomb, which does not look big, is much larger than everyone imagined.

Of course, apart from the big one, this place really doesn't look like the tomb of some emperor or prince. Compared with the splendor outside, the facilities here are really monotonous and even shabby.

What makes everyone feel even more incredible is that the seven or eight people of the Furong archaeological team seem to have evaporated from the world, and they can't see anyone alive or dead.

They followed the path under their feet and continued to walk forward with trepidation.

As we walked, a downward path appeared in front of me. This corridor is pitch black inside. When I shine with a flashlight, the inside is made of white marble bricks.

The road is very simple, except for some stone lanterns, which are arranged every five meters or so, and there is nothing.

The lamp slave was more than a meter tall, his facial features looked very simple, very cute, and he held a lamp above his head with both hands, and there was a bowl of white gel substance on the lamp, and a wick.

At this moment, all these wicks were ignited, and the flames the size of peanuts were burning quietly.

Mo Feifei had been in the tomb of Lao Yashan before, and he had been stunned by this kind of thing. But that time, there were no breathing masks, and this time the masks they used were very expensive and high-tech, so they didn't have to worry about this problem.

Needless to say, it must have been ordered by the people from the Furong archaeological team in front, and they must have entered.

Angel was very anxious about the safety of her sisters, so she hurried to move on. However, when she was about to cross Mo Feifei forward, she was stopped by Mo Feifei reaching out.

"Don't move yet, something is wrong. I only heard Mo Feifei have an alert face and said in a deep voice.

An Qi's body stiffened for a moment, knowing that Mo Feifei was not a groundless person, and quickly took back the foot he had taken. She opened her thin lips, her expression still cold: "What's wrong?"

Mo Feifei shook his head, faintly: "Intuition." ”

"Intuition?" Angel said, pointing to the road ahead, "but they..."

Mo Feifei understood what she meant, pressed his hand, and signaled her not to worry about it first. Later, he explained his reasons: "Regardless of how they got there, my intuition tells me that there is something wrong with this path. ”

Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Mo Feifei added: "I, as a person, have an instinctive reaction to danger. It's incredible, but it's true. ”

"I believe it! I believe in Brother Fan's intuition. "This is not the first time that the fat man has gone to the ground with Mo Feifei, and he knows the latter's ability. This may be because when he was a soldier in the past, he experienced too many lives and deaths. In so many places between life and death, I have developed a special skill.

The person who is extremely confident in Mo Feifei is not a fat man. Although Zuo Ting and Qiao Ruolan didn't know what was wrong with these things, they all believed her. This kind of trust is slowly cultivated through many experiences.

"I'm not saying I don't believe it, so what should we do?" Anqi asked for Mo Feifei's opinion.

Mo Feifei thought for a moment, then waved his hand to the four people beside him, and asked them to stand by the wall near the entrance of the corridor. And he found a round clay pot on the spot.

Then, reach inside and throw it in, just like bowling. When throwing the crockpot out, Mo Feifei turned around and quickly hid next to Anqi.

Listening only to the rolling sound of "grunting", the clay pot rolled off the floor tiles of the white marble road. After about ten seconds, a huge fire dragon suddenly erupted from the entire corridor.

The high-temperature flames rising from the entrance of the cave almost burned the hair of Angel and Mo Feifei who were nearby.

"Be careful. Mo Feifei stretched out his hand and pushed Angel to a safe place, and shrank inside.

As they shrank back, everyone could clearly smell a strong smell of burning gasoline and kerosene from the fire.

This sudden flame did not last half a minute before it gradually went out. Looking at the road just now, it is still intact and does not feel scorching at all. Even the flames of the lamps just now were all extinguished.

"M's, almost into a roast suckling pig. The fat man dusted off the dirt on his body and couldn't help but curse the street.

Zuo Ting and Qiao Ruolan were also frightened enough, and said with palpitations: "What is this? ”

"Are you all right?" Mo Fei said with concern.

The three of them replied one after another: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"It's an anti-theft mechanism, and it was fire oil just now. Angel replied slowly, while casting a grateful and approving glance at Mo Feifei.

After staying on the latter's face for a few seconds, he turned his gaze to Zuo Ting and Qiao Ruolan's faces, and continued: "There is a mechanism in the tunnel, once you step on it, it will make the fire oil spew out. The oil is spewed out, presumably in a steam-like state, and then ignited by the flames in the lamp. The fire, in turn, burns the air around the flames, causing the flames to go out. ”

"Then who lit this flame, could it be a ghost?" According to what she said, Qiao Ruolan thought of a more frightened possibility.

Mo Feifei smiled: "There are no ghosts in this world, it can only be people pretending to be ghosts." ”