It is worthy of the "digging skills" full point, but in just over ten minutes, a pit three meters wide and four meters deep has been dug.

"Dig another three meters, and it's pretty much the same." Si'er squatted aside, also looked at the pit, and then said.

Assi glanced at the two of them and said, "But how do you know that you can get inside by digging up here?" ”

Si'er pursed his lips and said, "Because there is a map of the tomb, the original is still drawn by the little bell and his father back then, and when it was dug up from this place, it was one of the ear chambers in the tomb." ”

"Ear chambers? Won't we find the main burial chamber soon? Shan Suzu's eyes lit up.

"Hey, little bell, you still know that the ear chamber is next to the main burial chamber, not bad." Si'er chuckled and reached out to put his arm around Shan Ling's shoulder.

"I'm not called Little Bell." Then he glared at Si'er fiercely with extremely resentful eyes.

"It's so nice to call it a little bell, it's cute and nice." Si'er didn't feel the slightest feeling at that resentful gaze, and continued: "You see my name is Zhang Siyu, and they call me Si'er. ”

"Why is it called Si'er, you don't have a four-name name." Axi on the side opened his eyes, pursed his lips and thought for a while, before he figured out why Si'er called Shan Ling to make a small bell, it was because Shan Ling's name had a bell word.

"Because I'm fourth!"

"You're fourth in the house?" The corner of the single bell eyebrow is slightly raised.

Si'er shook his finger and said, "No, it's because I'm the fourth in line under Master Su, the first is Fengzi, also known as Big Crazy, the second is Xiaodao, also known as Erniao, the third is Ah Jun, also known as Sanyuan, and finally it's me, my name is Si'er." ”

"Why do everyone else have two nicknames, and you have one." Assi was curious again.

"Uh-huh." Shan Ling nodded.

"Because he also has a nickname called Four Fools, he is embarrassed to say it himself." Ah Jun, who had just come out of the pit, happened to listen to their words, and pointed at Si'er and laughed mockingly.

Si'er angrily grabbed a handful of mud and sand and sprinkled Ah Jun all over.

It didn't take long for someone in the pit to crawl out, and then went straight to Chu Yishu, his face was a little anxious, and said, "Master, we have dug a tunnel below." ”

The people who were in charge of guarding all around showed surprised expressions because of the man's words, how could this pit be dug into the ear chamber of the cemetery below, and how could a tunnel be dug up?

Chu frowned suddenly, listening to the man's words, it turned out that when they were digging a pit, they happened to dig a relatively large mountain rock, so they wanted to dig out this stone, so as not to get in the way, but they didn't expect that as soon as the stone was dug up, a hole actually appeared, and when I looked inside, it was pitch black, and someone threw a glow stick into it, and it was actually found that it was a road.

"Master, should we dig it, or where do we want to get in?"

"Since there is a road, what else are you digging for, hurry up and go in to rescue the boss and beat Chen Xiaopu!" The knife on the side puts away the butterfly/butterfly/knife that is spinning in your hand.

His face sank slightly, Chu thought for a moment and then nodded: "Come in." ”

It was now close to dusk, and the mountains were so thick and dark that if you didn't enter the tomb again, you could easily attract wild beasts, or even something more terrifying.

The road was pitch black, Fengzi took a wolf's eye flashlight in one hand and shone it in, and found that the road was dug very flat and wide, but there was a slope down at the end.

"Well, the air is okay." The old ghost approached, and his nose moved.

Fengzi got in first, followed by the knife, then the old ghost and Ah Jun, Si'er walked in the middle with Shan Ling and Ah Xi, and the last was a few thugs.

Chu suddenly changed into a pair of strange gloves with black fingertips and silver fingertips, and then walked in front with Fengzi.

"It's strange here, the road has a small downward slope, and the further you go, the wider it gets, like a ......," said the knife, shining a light on his wolf's tooth flashlight.

"Entrance to the cemetery." As soon as Chu Yi's words came out, the others took a breath in unison.

"How can there be two entrances to a cemetery?" The old ghost was also one of the people who followed Chu Yishu and his father down to the tomb back then, so he clearly knew that the passage that had entered the cemetery had been blown up.

"Uncle Ghost, then it is very likely that this is another tomb, the slope of this tomb road extends downward, and it is very likely that there is a cemetery below the tomb of the Xia Dynasty." Ah Jun said.

"The tomb within the tomb is extremely unlucky in Feng Shui."

Shan Ling followed behind and listened to their conversation, not quite understanding what it meant, but when he heard that they had probably entered another tomb, he couldn't help frowning.

Daddy is in another grave......

The wolf-eye flashlight in his hand flickered slightly, Shan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then looked up and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"There are frescoes on the walls."

Hearing Shan Ling's words, the others also stopped, and looked up one after another, and sure enough, there was a rough mural carved above the cave wall, although the carving of the mural was very rough, but it could be faintly seen that it was a person wearing a strange costume, with a bell hanging on his body, and he was dancing, and butterflies were circling around the person.

"Dancing with butterflies?"

"Aren't those butterflies the phoenix-tailed demon butterflies we saw before, this beauty is also bold, she actually dares to dance with these terrifying things, and she is not afraid of being scared to death by hallucinations if she sucks blood or is contaminated with scales." A man was holding a wolf-eye flashlight and shining on the mural, tilting his head and looking at it with wide eyes.

The first time Shan Ling saw such a mural, he thought it was very interesting, he studied photography in college, and every time he saw something he was interested in, he couldn't help but take a picture, but unfortunately his camera didn't bring it.

After grinding for a while, Shan Ling finally couldn't help but move to Chu Yishu's side and asked him for a mobile phone, the mobile phone was a model he had never seen before, a black body, it felt very good, and it was quite heavy, because he wanted to go to the grave to avoid trouble, so it was turned off.

After turning on the mobile phone,Single bell adjusts all the volume to o,Then switch to photo mode,Take a picture of the mural,Although the tunnel is dim,But several wolf-eye flashlights are focused on the mural,Plus the pixel of this mobile phone is very high,The picture is very clear。

"Uncle Sui, put this mobile phone of yours here for the time being." The starry eyes looked at Chu Yishu with anticipation.

"Hmm."

Then, Shan Ling took several photos of the mural, and even focused on the person, and then he felt that something was not right, and turned the photo out and looked at it.

"No, this person is not 'dancing with butterflies', he should be manipulating these butterflies." As soon as these words came out, everyone else who was discussing them was stunned.

"Manipulate these butterflies?"

"Well, you look at the ring bell in this person's hand, the butterflies are all flying with the bell." Shan Ling slid the photo, only to see the person in the mural in the photo stretched out his right hand, the ring bell on his wrist swayed, the butterfly flew up, the left hand was lightly raised, the left wrist ring bell moved slightly, and another wave of butterflies circled up from below.

"Hey, that's right, this man doesn't dance with butterflies, but controls them."

"So those butterflies outside are very likely to have flown out of this tomb." The old ghost frowned.

They always thought that those butterflies grew in the deep mountains of Shennongjia, but from this mural, it is obvious that not all of them.

As soon as the old ghost said this, everyone else felt a chill rise behind them, and they had been careful to avoid not only the fierce beasts in the forest, but also those butterflies, but now they were going directly to the butterfly nest.

"That'...... So are we going to keep going? A thug asked in a whisper.

"Now that it's dark outside, if you go out and encounter fierce beasts and those butterflies, you will die, so you might as well keep going." Another said.

"That's right!"

"Don't be verbose, look, there are murals here, too." The voice of a man in front of him rang out, attracting the attention of the others.

Chu suddenly took people over, and then the mural he saw was not on the top, but on the wall, not as rough as the previous mural, the color of this mural was very gorgeous, as if dyed into the stone wall, very three-dimensional.

Although Shan Ling is not a student of archaeology, he has an archaeological father, and there are many such books at home, so he knows that the murals in the tomb can generally reflect the historical facts, and the murals here are all life-size, and even the expressions of the characters are depicted in great detail.

The first mural is supposed to be a mountain tribe, with tall trees with lush foliage, simple houses built in it, splashing waterfalls, and from a distance, white clouds are swirling, beautiful like a fairyland.

The second mural is a human being, a large number of people in blue shirts facing a man on the high platform wearing a golden crown and a light veil, dressed in a rich brocade robe, holding a golden scepter, shining with light, the person bows down reverently, the man is lightly raised, a phoenix-tailed butterfly falls on his fingertips, his eyes are proud, his thin lips are lightly raised, he looks noble and extraordinary, lonely and proud.

In the third mural, several people carry up a huge three-legged tripod, and the man in blue puts the phoenix-tailed butterfly into the tripod, then puts in some strange things, and finally pours in the red liquid and refines it into a pill.

The fourth mural shows those who worship devoutly eating those pills, and then their faces are distorted, their mouths are bright red, and their intestines are rotten and they fall, and a totem appears on their bodies.

Shan Ling looked at the totems on those people, his pupils constricted, and the mobile phone in his hand fell.

"Suddenly, Uncle Su...... Figure, totem!! ”