According to the map of Chen Yonghe's parchment scroll, the three of them walked all the way, and finally arrived at the "birth gate" they said.

The so-called "Shengmen" comes from Qimen Dunjia, and there are a total of eight Qimen Dunjia.

The eight gates represent personnel in the pattern of heaven, earth and man in Qimen Dunjia, so they are extremely important in the prediction of Qimen, especially the door that is present by God, and the door that is on duty, which has a great relationship with the measured things in the world.

Each of the eight gates has its own affiliation in the five elements.

Open, rest, and born as the three auspicious gates,

Death, shock, and injury are the three murders,

Dumen and Jingmen are in the middle of the flat.

Before Chen Yonghe said that above the stone dog sculpture is the Shengmen.

When they arrived at their destination, they did find a huge stone dog sculpture.

Chen Yonghe looked at the surrounding layout and nodded: "It should be here." If I'm not mistaken, two or three meters above here, is the way out. Now, we just need to make a hole and get out. ”

The fat man sat on the ground: "But, we don't have tools." ”

Mo Feifei took out a dagger from his body and handed it over: "Brother Chen, can you use this?"

"No problem, fight from the inside to the outside, don't transport the soil, save a lot of trouble. Chen Yonghe took the dagger, jumped directly on the sculpture, and began to steal the hole.

Don't look at the tools are not very professional, his speed is very fast. The red dirt fell like snow with the brush, and soon the ground beneath his feet was red.

Taking advantage of Chen Yonghe's time to steal the cave, Mo Feifei and the fat man found a place to sit down and rest.

The fat man wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke, but he only took out a pair of soaked tobacco leaves from his pocket. It turns out that the smoke has been soaked in the water for so long, and it has long been rotten.

He spat on the ground and scolded, "M's, I don't even let Lao Tzu smoke a cigarette." ”

Mo Feifei: "Okay, if you insist on it, you will go out." ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched the pocket containing the notepad. The thing was still there, and he took a chance to put a plastic bag on the outside. I just don't know if there is water or not, and whether the contents inside are soaked.

He didn't dare to open it now, after all, there was still a Chen Yonghe standing next to him. Although the three of them have gone through some life and death tribulations, so far, it is not possible to determine whether he is friend or foe. To be on the safe side, let's keep it a secret.

The fat man shook his head, his face dejected. He looked around and suddenly noticed that in the southwest corner of the burial chamber, some dusty pottery was piled up. It is not known why, but most of these pottery pieces are broken.

Even so, these things must have a very long history, and if you can find a few relatively complete ones, then you will be sent.

The fat man's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he clapped his hands and went to the pile of "garbage" to hunt for treasure.

At the beginning, the fat man was still very interested, and after turning it over for a long time, he didn't come up with a reason, it was all rubbish.

"MD! Don't leave anything good for Lao Tzu. The fat man kicked out the green stuff from the pile of broken tiles.

He squatted down and saw that it was actually a wine bottle covered in copper embroidery. Now, the fat man was overjoyed.

You must know that the ancient wine bottle is quite valuable. A well-preserved wine bottle can sell for millions at most, and as little as 50,000 or 60,000.

He hurriedly used his hands and feet together, and began to dig hard with his hands.

When the thing was almost thrown out, the fat man carefully took it out of it. With a dozen electric lights, a thick sense of history comes to the face.

The fat man looked at it for a while, and then hurriedly greeted Mo Feifei: "Come on, Brother Fan, there is a treasure here, I found a wine bottle." ”

Mo Feifei called the flashlight to Chen Yonghe, who was working, at this moment, so he didn't have time to pay attention to him; "Okay, you can play slowly by yourself." But be careful with me, don't get us in trouble. ”

The fat man didn't think so, there would be some trouble with this. He first carefully took the bottle into his arms, and then, as if he had found a demon, began to dig deeper in the same place.

It didn't take long for him to find another bronze. This is a bronze tripod, which is even bigger than the one just now, and it is even better preserved. Not to mention, it is easy to exchange it for a suite within the second ring of the imperial capital.

The fat man spat into the palm of his hand, and was excited to pull the bronze tripod out. Judging by the size of the bronze tripod, it should be the weight that he can take away.

At this moment, the fat man's ankle seemed to have been bitten by something, and he suddenly jerked and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The reaction on his side immediately attracted Mo's extraordinary attention.

Mo Feifei first asked, what's wrong with you, fatty?

Seeing that he didn't react, he realized that something was wrong and quickly ran over with a flashlight.

I don't know if I look at it from afar, but I am shocked when I look at it closely. It turned out that the fat man was already unconscious, and his whole body was convulsing. This symptom is exactly the same as when Chen Yonghe was poisoned before.

Flame Bug has the function of high-intensity anesthesia.

Thinking of this, Mo Feifei chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly took the lamp and looked for it nearby. Soon, he found a red, centipede-like bug on the fat man's right foot and neck.

He hurriedly trampled the flame worm to death, and then dragged the fat man away for some distance. As soon as he dragged the fat man away, he saw that no less than twenty or thirty flame worms were gushing out of the pair of pottery shards one after another.

At the same time, a pile of dirt at his feet suddenly raised high, and then a dozen or twenty black beetles, that is, "corpse worms", crawled out of it.

First a pile, then two, then three piles

Only half an hour later, the number of flame insects on the scene exploded to more than 200. As for the number of corpse worms, it is even more terrifying. There are at least 5,000 of them.

The scene was densely packed, which made people's scalp tingle, and the cold wind was blowing out of the whole body. Because of the flame bug, it has bitten the fat man. Therefore, the fat man's body has begun to emit a chemical similar to "corpse gas".

These corpse gases attract the "corpse insects" to start "eating".

Of course, Mo Feifei will not sit idly by. He directly carried the fat man up, and desperately trampled or kicked the "corpse worm" away with his feet.

"Brother Chen, come on, we accidentally broke into the nest of flame insects and corpse insects. Mo Feifei hurriedly urged.

Chen Yonghe is the most furious about these two things. While greeting the twenty-seventh generation of the fat man's ancestor, he sped up the speed of his hand, and the frequency of falling clods became more and more frequent: "Hold on for another five minutes, and you should be able to get through." ”

Five minutes!

Can Mo Feifei last five minutes?

He didn't know, he only knew that until the last moment, he must not give up lightly.