When Meng Zheng was helped off the rope bridge by Lan drunk, his whole body was soft, and his feet were like stepping on cotton, and he involuntarily leaned on people.

After Lan Zui leveled Meng Zheng, he was anxious to investigate Wu Qing's body and the surrounding environment, and pushed Meng Zheng towards Bai Suhe. Who would have thought that when Meng Zheng saw Bai Suhe, he would catch Lan Zui like an octopus: "I want to be with Sister Lan Zui, she is a bad person!" ”

"......" Lan Zui couldn't help but smile and nodded in agreement with the second half of the sentence.

As for Bai Suhe, who is known as the bad guy, and Jun Yihuang behind Lan Drunk, he can't laugh.

Especially Jun Yihuang, the beautiful face behind the light has a gloomy look, the autumn water cuts the pupils bottomless, and the target is the Meng Zheng who is still pulling the blue drunk placket. Lan Zui easily got rid of the octopus, and when he turned his head, he was startled by the evil aura around Jun Yihuang's body that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Junjun?" The puzzled gaze swept between Jun Yihuang and Meng Zheng, Lan Zui remembered that there was nothing wrong with Jun Yihuang and Meng Zheng when they first met, how could this be like seeing an enemy who did not share the same sky?!

"Hmm." Jun Yihuang tilted his head and responded vaguely. Lan Zui knew Jun Yihuang's temperament, and understood that no matter how much he asked, he couldn't ask the result, so he could only shut up with doubts.

At this time, everyone's attention was on the tomb they entered, and most of the twenty or so men groped around the room to check, and some of the small ones stood or squatted around Wu Qing's corpse. Lan Zuitong squatted next to Wu Qing's corpse, looking up at their environment. The whole burial chamber is small, narrow and long, and now illuminated by the miner's lamp on each person's head. The breach they entered was located at the bottom of the tomb, behind which was the opening between the tomb and the outer tomb, and now it had been sealed horizontally from the tomb by a huge stone, and two round stone balls the size of two people were stuck behind the stone, and the stone balls were stuck in the groove of the ground below.

As for the front, there is a tall bronze door that opens to the left and right. The copper door traverses the left and right, is seven or eight meters wide, the height is more than five meters, the door is cast with various colors of complicated patterns, the group is crowded around, and the beauty of the law is lost. A head-sized copper buckle lock sits between two copper doors, and the doors are closed tightly, leaving no gaps. Those strong men from Beimeng stood in front of the door, looking small under the background, and those Beimeng guys brought by the Yu family lay on the door one by one, shouting in unison and pushing hard, hoping to push open the copper door with brute force. I don't know if the copper door is welded to death or too heavy, even if more than a dozen men work together, they still don't move.

There is a two-person high stone tablet standing on the left side in front of the door, and there is a snake-headed turtle-body beast pressed under the tablet. There is also a bronze tripod in the center of the room, the tripod has a person more than high, hooks and angles on all sides, the shape is simple, it seems to be a sacrificial vessel.

As everyone shook their heads left and right, the miner's lamp above their heads swept across both sides of the narrow tomb, and Lan Zui realized that there were also things on the walls on both sides. Looking intently, there are two yang-carved reliefs on the left and right walls. The relief resembles a tiger, strutting with its head held high, and its fangs are half-exposed. The space of the tomb is unexpectedly high, and the reliefs are also carved in mid-air, overlooking the people below, and it looks more and more majestic. Lan Zui frowned slightly, she recognized this relief, "Tianlu Knows Yu Dragon Species" said: "It is said that there are nine kinds of dragons, each with its own advantages, and the four are said to be fierce, like a tiger with power, so it stands at the prison gate." This left and right two reliefs, is the ferophyll, even if you do not look closely, you can also see from the carving form from the master's hand. Lan Zui just didn't understand that the tomb was a place for the deceased to rest and rest, how could he carve the stubborn guards on the left and right walls.

Could it be that Helan Fu also experienced the same thing as Jun Yihuang, was he confined in the tomb?

Is there such a coincidence in this world?

Doubts followed, and Lan Zui couldn't figure it out, so he had to put his doubts aside for the time being, and instead looked at Wu Qing who was lying on the ground.

Wu Qing's lips were half open, his face was purple, his eyes were slightly convex, and his seven holes were bleeding, and he couldn't blink his eyes. His eyes, mouth, and even nostrils were filled with fine yellow sand. Yu Chen stroked Wu Qing's face and neck a few times, and said, "Suffocation and hypoxia to death, you should be suffocated to death in the sand." ”

Lan Zui sighed and reached out to press the rest of Wu Qing's body. No signs of fracture were felt at the tentacles, and the clothes were still intact. It wasn't until he lifted Wu Qing's almost stiff hand that Lan Zui found that the palms of his hands were scorched, his skin was broken, and there were even very severe burns.

What's going on?

The tomb is cold, and there are generally no objects that can burn people, and Old Man Chen should also know that there is something strange in the sand and soil in the tomb, and he will not bring an open flame down, so what is the burn on Wu Qing's hand?

"Huh? I know the words on this cauldron! ”

Just when Lan Zui was about to discuss Wu Qing's injury with Yu Chen, Meng Zheng's voice was raised in the small tomb.

This sentence was extremely loud, and everyone who was still groping in the tomb was stunned, and then Hulala surrounded Meng Zheng in the middle, and their eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Meng Zheng deadly.

"You...... What are you doing around me? ”

Being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes, Meng Zheng felt nervous, and he couldn't care about Bai Suhe's viciousness before, so he curled up behind Bai Suhe's back, and said softly: "Don't look at me like that......"

Bai Suhe didn't intend to be her protector, so she directly dragged the person out from behind: "Do you know the words on the copper tripod?" What is written on it? ”

Lan Zui saved that there was a ghost next to her who only lived in the same era as the owner of the tomb, and also stood beside Jun Yihuang, and asked in a very low voice, "Do you recognize the inscription on the ding?" Do you know what it means? ”

"I only know that it is Beiyan script, but Beiyan and Nantang are incomprehensible, so I can't understand it." Jun Yihuang shook his head, but his eyes became more and more strange when he looked at Meng Zheng.

"I ...... I don't recognize it all...... Recognize a little ......" Meng Zheng was stared at by everyone's eyes and felt cold all over his body, and snorted: "What is written above is: All living beings live and die, their wheels are not stopped, and the twelve causes are ignorant and ignorant. What is the cause of karma, what is the cause and effect, what is the cause of karma, the three worlds, the beings of the three worlds, the six things of samsara, such as the wheel of fire......"

Meng Zheng's voice became smaller and smaller, and his head was buried lower and lower, avoiding Bai Suhe's cold sword-like gaze: "I...... I said the ...... that I didn't recognize."

"Meng Zheng, how do you know the inscription on the ding?" Lan Zui pulled Meng Zheng from Bai Suhe's side and asked her softly.

"Hmm...... This word is the same as the word on my family book......" Meng Zheng put down the small backpack behind him, flipped through it for a moment, took out a juan book, and handed it to Lan Zui.

The juan book is the book that Lan Zui once found under the pillow of Mengzheng in Mengjia Village. Lan Zui turned a page at random, comparing the fonts on the book and the ding, and sure enough, they were also distorted and crooked, and he couldn't understand any of them. Carefully distinguish, in the sketch can indeed compare a little acquaintance, it seems that what Meng Zheng read just now is true, not that she is fooling.

"It doesn't matter, you can say as much as you know, and read the rest to us." Lan Zui always felt that this huge bronze tripod and the wordless monument in front of the door were very weird, but where the weirdness was, she couldn't say.

Lan Zui even felt that even this tomb was full of indescribable weirdness.

Looking at the style, the back is the tomb road, and in front of it is such a tall and intricate bronze door, this tomb should belong to the front room. If it is the front room, it is very likely that the relatives of the deceased will sacrifice in the front room after the deceased is buried, then this bronze tripod is probably a sacrificial vessel, and the stele should be engraved with an epitaph to commemorate the life of the master.

But if it is the antechamber of the sacrifice, it should not be carved on the wall with the seal of the prison. The main culprit, the most disturbing yin spirit, and the one who can still pay tribute after being buried, should not be a person who will be guarded for a felony. And if this bronze tripod is a sacrificial vessel, then the volume of this sacrificial vessel is too high, too big and too monotonous, and there are no other sacrificial tables and wine utensils nearby.

The entire burial chamber revealed a disharmony that made Lan Zui involuntarily uneasy.

"There is not much to follow: if you want to destroy the six realms of suffering, cut off the causes of their suffering, and if you cut off any of the three things that sentient beings have, and if you cut off anything and greed, hatred, and ignorance, then all suffering will also be broken. Nope. ”

After Meng Zheng finished reading the last sentence, he was relieved, but Lan Zui, Yu Chen, and Uncle Zhong and the others all fell into silence.

Although Meng Zheng read it intermittently, Lan Zui also roughly understood it, and what was inscribed on the tripod was the theory of cause and effect of the six realms of reincarnation. If the owner of the tomb believes in Buddhism, it is not uncommon to engrave these on the sacrificial vessels. In other words, even if the inscription is recognized, it is actually of little use.

Lan Zui sighed in disappointment and looked at the rest of the people, Yu Chen, Uncle Zhong and Wang Fugui all showed disappointment on their faces, and it seemed that they were the same as she thought.

"What's written on the tube? Open the door first! A deep male voice suddenly broke the silence.

Lan Zui raised his head, and had a rare impression of the person who spoke, as if he was named Burigud, one of the buddies brought by Yuchen, who usually spoke little, and often mingled with Su He and other Beimeng people invited by Yuchen.

Now Burigood has lost his usual silence and loneliness, and his tall body looks down on everyone like an iron tower: "This broken tripod is worthless, what is there to look at it around." ”

It's a rough word, but it makes sense. Lan Zui remembered what was emanating from the sand and soil in this tomb, and suddenly felt that he should solve it quickly, so he nodded and walked to the bronze door to grope first.

Generally speaking, after entering the front room of the tomb, there are very few more traps, and the cobblestone groove behind them is the last one. The doors between the front, middle, and back rooms are all void doors, i.e., they are heavy and difficult to open at best, but there are no doorstones or traps behind the doors. But Lan Zui saw that more than a dozen strong men had tried their best to push and press, but they couldn't shake the copper door in the slightest, so he knew that there must be something wrong with this door. With a flick of her wrist, the bracelet suddenly unfolded, and blades as thin as cicada's wings popped out of the bracelet. Lan Zui inserted a thin blade into the crack of the door, and the thin blade was extremely tough, as if it was invisible, and slid inward along the tiny gap. Lan Zui inserted the thin blade halfway, and then drew it down for a while before pulling it out, and said: "It's a real door, it's not fake, and there is no door stone behind the door, it is estimated that there is a chain traction mechanism around the door to control the switch of the door." ”

The author has something to say: thank you salad for the mines, dear

After hanging the water for a few days, it finally got better...... Thank you for your concern ^_^, everyone, you should also pay attention to your body, it's so torturous to be sick!

Let's try today to see if we can do a double shift, what's the difference?

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