After sitting quietly for a while, Poplar felt a burning pain in his back.

However, since the iron bull did not find it, it is estimated that it only scratched a little epidermis, and it has not yet reached the point of bleeding.

So Poplar didn't mention it, and turned his head to look around.

To their surprise, they were still in a cylindrical space, and there were still eight doorways in the cylindrical walls.

"We're not going to be back again, are we?" asked Poplar.

"Of course not!" Tie Niu stood up with a smile and pulled Poplar up with his hand, "Look at the top!"

Poplar looked up, but saw another round passage on the top. It's a little wider than the one I've walked through before.

"It looks like we're almost there!" said Poplar, suddenly remembering something, "Do you remember the passage you just walked out of?

"Of course I remember! I'm stupider than you, but I'm not so confused as I am!" Iron Bull triumphantly pointed his flashlight at one of the doorways, "Look, I've made a mark!"

When Poplar looked at it, he found that there was a crack in a blue brick at the entrance of the door, which must have been marked by the iron bull with a steel whip.

Poplar nodded approvingly, then looked up to take a closer look at the passage up the road.

The passage led upwards at an almost vertical angle, and was nearly two meters above the ground.

Shine a flashlight into the passage, and you can see that there is an extremely steep staircase in the passage.

However, the height of these two meters is not difficult for Poplar and Iron Bull, and Poplar does not say much, and directly goes up vertically, and grabs the first staircase in the passage.

The Iron Ox carried the poplar up by the legs below, making it easy for the poplar to climb up.

After Poplar stood firm in the passage, Iron Bull first handed Poplar his backpack, flashlight, and steel whip.

After that, the Iron Bull also climbed the bottom staircase with both hands and climbed up.

The passage, though wide, was not wide enough for Poplar to bend down and pull the iron ox up.

Seeing that the iron bull was climbing very hard, a question once again surged in Bai Yang's heart:

To climb this passage, it is difficult for even a man as strong as Iron Bull. Although Hongxing has also practiced kung fu, she is a girl after all, at least she is a little different in height. If she did go up, how did she climb up?

He pondered in his heart, and of course his mouth would not say it.

However, after Tie Niu finally climbed up, he gasped and said: "You say that this tomb builder is also strange, there are so many curves and curves, so why leave the passage?

Poplar couldn't help laughing, and said, "Do you think that such a huge ancient tomb can be built in a day or two? It was built when the owner of the tomb was still alive and well, and sometimes it took several years to complete." When it was built, these passages were set aside so that after the death of the owner of the tomb, the owner of the tomb could be sent into the tomb chamber, and all the burial items would be moved in. Of course, large objects such as stone carvings and sarcophagi must have been placed in the tomb a long time ago, otherwise these things would not have been able to be moved in such a narrow passage!"

"It's hard to move even small items in......! What should I do with the one who died? I also hoisted it in through such a narrow passage? After I died, I still tossed it so much, it is better not to build a big tomb and go directly to the earth for peace!"

Hearing what he said interestingly, Bai Yang couldn't help but laugh, but the originally tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

I climbed more than ten meters up the extremely steep passage to the top.

Poplar shines with a flashlight and finds that the top is a bluestone slab, and the gap between the slate and the passage does have a wisp of cold wind penetrating in.

Poplar pushed the bluestone slab with his hand, and found that the bluestone slab was not very heavy, so he pushed it so hard with one hand that he pushed the bluestone slab open a gap.

But to the poplar's surprise, there was light penetrating through the gaps.

What's going on?

Could it be that this passage does not lead to the tomb, but to the outside of the mountain?

Could this light be the bonfire they had burned before?

Bai Yang pondered in his heart, handed the flashlight to the iron bull below, pushed the bluestone slab with both hands, and moved it a few times, and the bluestone slab moved a big crack.

The light immediately shone in through the large slit, not very bright, but not too dim either.

"Why is it so bright up there, where the hell have we been?" Iron Bull asked, startled.

Poplar couldn't answer, and didn't dare to move the bluestone slab any longer, but paused slightly to make sure that there was no movement on it, and then reached out again and moved the bluestone slab completely away.

Then he crawled out of the cave first, glanced around, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The first thing that attracted him was naturally the four lit white candles.

The white candle was divided into four corners and placed on four very delicate candlesticks, the body of the candle was unusually thick, and the relative candlelight was also very bright.

But the space in front of me is too big, and in comparison, the candlelight seems to be ethereal and flickering, and it is impossible to see the situation in the distance.

If you look at the scene alone, it feels like a lavishly furnished room, filled with gold and silverware, antique vases.

It's just that in the corner of the room, where the bed should have been placed, there are two huge sarcophagi.

In the other corner of the room, there is a dresser made of unknown materials, and a yellow, orange and orange bronze mirror is standing on the dresser.

Poplar knew that there was no glass in ancient times, so he could only grind the mirror with copper, but this kung fu was not simple, and if he wanted to grind it smooth and smooth without going out of shape, the copper mirror would not be very large.

But this bronze mirror is more than half a meter high, and it can already be regarded as priceless.

A woman sits at a dresser, holding an ivory comb in her hand, combing her shawl-long hair in front of a bronze mirror.

The woman's back was to Poplar, but from the way she dressed, Poplar knew it was an apricot.

It would have taken a long time to say this, but it was only a glance at the poplars.

But before Bai Yang could scream, Tie Niu also came out of the passage, and when he saw the woman's back for the first time, he blurted out, "Hongxing, why did you come here alone?"

The woman was still slowly combing her hair with an ivory comb, and at the same time slowly turning her head, her curved eyebrows and red lips were indeed red apricots.

But seeing her smile, she opened her mouth and said: "The slave family has been waiting for thousands of years, and finally waited for this beautiful body, and I am happy today, I don't want to have two more handsome Lang Jun! In the future, the two Lang Jun will be in this cave blessed land, can they accompany the slave family?"

She spoke delicately, and her mouth was full of ancient style, which really sounded like Hua Dan on the stage singing lines.

Tie Niu was stunned for a moment, and then shouted out at once.

"Hongxing, what's wrong with you? Why do you talk like this? What Langjun slave belongs to, I'm Tie Niu, what the hell are you doing?"

"Red apricot?" the woman's eyebrows frowned, "No, no, no, Lang Jun, you are mistaken, the slave family's name is Yilian, and it is the name given by the slave's husband!

Iron Bull was completely stunned and had to look at Poplar.

"What's the matter with Lao Bai......? I've also been poisoned by the bone-eating fireflies, so I'm crazy?"

Bai Yang was also wondering what was going on in his heart, seeing that the woman was obviously a red apricot, but the weak and delicate style brought out by the corners of her eyebrows and eyes was by no means different from the red apricot.

"Your husband...... Who is it?" asked Poplar, thoughtfully.

"It's Lord Jin!" The woman's mouth curled, and then she half-covered her face with an ivory comb, revealing an infinitely sad expression, "When Lord Jin was alive, he was kind to the slave family in a thousand ways! Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and the slave family only married him for three years, and he died of illness!"

She covered her face with her hands and wept.

It's a pity that she is wearing modern clothes, otherwise she is really a classical beauty with peerless elegance.

Poplar's heart beat violently, and an idea that was so bold that it was crazy quickly took shape in his heart.

It's a pity that before he could open his mouth to ask again, Tie Niu couldn't help but interject and ask, "What are you talking about, Hongxing, are you acting or joking?"

The woman glanced at Tie Niu and said, "Lang Jun recognized the wrong person, the slave family is called Yilian, not Hongxing!"

Poplar hurriedly pulled Tie Niu's clothes, motioned for him to stop talking, and asked the woman again, "What did you say...... Lord Jin, are you lying in that coffin?"

"Yes!" the woman gestured to wipe away her tears, "The slave family remembered his kindness, and specially set up a bone-eating firefly and a red-haired zombie to guard his grave. But unexpectedly...... Before he died, he quietly told his son, saying that he was reluctant to let the slave family be buried for him......

She really cried, crying like a willow in the wind, weak and weak.

Iron Bull didn't realize what was going on until this moment, and suddenly his eyes widened, looking at the poplar, and then at the red apricot.

Bai Yang was also shocked, and spoke again, his voice was already slightly dry: "What do you mean, one of these two coffins contains you?"

"Yes, the slightly smaller coffin next to it is a slave!"

The woman choked up and replied, her face was really full of sorrow and pity.

"You, you, you......"

Tie Niu even gasped, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Poplar also took a breath, and said, "So you have been dead for more than a thousand years! The crying we heard outside before was naturally your voice! Besides, you were the one who prevented us from leaving this place?"

"Of course, the slave family looks at the two Lang Jun young and handsome, especially with such a beauty by their side, that is a good opportunity that I have been waiting for for many years, naturally I can't let you leave easily!"

The woman was still in tears, and she showed joy for a moment.

(Please see Chapter 043 "The Possession of a Female Ghost")