The robbery of the hole above the head.

It didn't cause much uproar.

After observing for a while, and seeing that there was nothing special about this robbery hole, they turned their heads to look at the murals in the tomb in front of them and the words on the cast iron tablet.

These characters are not like the Kangding Chinese script, nor do they look like the characters of recent dynasties, the font is old, but it looks like a long time ago. ”

A circle of people gathered in front of the pig iron tablet where the coffin was held, studying the words on it.

"Elder Hongzhao of our temple is the elder of the Taoist Academy, and he is the best at studying ancient Buddhist texts and Buddhist scriptures, so it is better for us to use torches to illuminate the words on this pig iron tablet for the elder Hongzhao of our temple, and we may be able to find out some clues about the identity of the owner of this ancient tomb from this pig iron tablet. ”

The abbot of the White Dragon Temple said with his hands folded.

Naturally, everyone has no opinion.

Du Wei let everyone disperse, there are too many people here, don't all surround the pig iron monument, leave enough space for Hongzhao monks.

Then he ordered the iron cavalry brothers to form a circle, holding torches to illuminate the ancient characters on the pig iron tablet for the monks.

The Iron Guards were well-trained and disciplined, and the Captain told them to stand still with torches in their hands, and if they did, they stood motionless, tall and burly, like a black iron tower.

Jin An's eyes showed a hint of admiration and respect.

A boy's dream is very simple, every boy has a dream of serving his family and country from Rong when he is a child.

Hongzhao is a senior monk in his old age, but his eyes are bright and clear, and the dim sight in the cemetery does not affect his reading.

"The text on this pig iron tablet is indeed a very early text, and it should be a thousand years ago Tengguo language. ”

"There is a characteristic of this Tengguo script, this small country of more than 2,000 years, because of the worship of special snakes, so Tengwen is twisted and soaring like a snake. ”

As he spoke, Monk Hongzhao continued to study the words on the iron tablet carefully.

Pity.

This pig iron tablet is too old, it has been seriously decayed, it is very difficult to identify the ancient characters thousands of years ago, and the handwriting is very rotten, it is even more difficult to recognize.

The senior monk Hongzhao studied the old man for a long time, and the frowns became tighter and tighter, and the atmosphere in the tomb was a little depressed and quiet for a while.

But no one bothered or urged the monks.

Now those who can decipher the script of a thousand-year-old small country are only relying on Hongzhao monks, and if the other party can't crack it, they can only collectively catch the blind.

When they were bored, everyone turned their heads and began to study the murals around them.

There is nothing else in this burial chamber.

It's just that there are many murals.

"Little brother, look at this mural, these subjects in the city are bowing to the man in the car, this man should be the owner of the tomb, but this person looks so strange, why does he still have horns?"

The old Taoist priest called Jin'an.

"Look at these murals, they all carve horns and tails from the men in the cart. ”

"These frescoes occupy the entire width of one wall, and they look very grand, like this small country called Tengguo, which is holding some major ceremony, and the owner of the tomb is riding a chariot to inspect his territory and city. ”

Jin An came over to take a look and said, "The man in this car has a long head and horns, and a long tail, he should want to express the meaning of the human dragon." ”

"Do you want the owner of this tomb is really a dragon king, a human dragon or something, in short, not a human. ”

"Or the people of the past, out of respect for the superiors, deliberately carved their lords into dragons, using them to fool the people and enhance their dominance. ”

Just when a few people were still working on the murals.

After about two or three incense sticks, Monk Hongzhao cracked the text, and finally made great progress.

Everyone who was bored of waiting quickly surrounded them.

"General Duwei, the text on this pig iron tablet is indeed the text of a small country called Tengguo thousands of years ago, this Teng text is too badly damaged, and the poor monk can only roughly summarize three ......points by guessing and half-ignoring."

"One, this tomb is indeed the tomb of the lord of Teng. ”

At that time, the world was not yet unified, it was in the chaotic era of the Warring States and the world, there were more than 100 large and small countries, but the strongest country was only a dozen countries in the front, Teng was among them, and these more than a dozen countries were constantly fighting each other. ”

"Three, the lord of Teng is the reincarnation of a true dragon, a human dragon, and the bloodlines of his children are all human dragon bloodlines. ”

This time, everyone was stunned.

Are there really dragons?

The lord of this Teng country is really the reincarnation of a true dragon?

The Dragon King is the lord of Teng Kingdom?

Doesn't that mean that they went down to the Yinyi River this time to fight with a dragon king who has cultivated a thousand-year-old Dao after death?

"But ......"

The monk Hongzhao suddenly frowned more and more.

"But what?" urged, the lieutenant.

The monk Hongzhao pointed to one of the most corroded corners on the cast iron stele, and said with a solemn expression: "This stele mentions the short-lived prosperity and decline of the Shanzhou Kingdom and the Juyin Basin......"

Shanzhou country?

Polypubic basin?

Du Wei was stunned when he heard this, and immediately, a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled into a straight line.

In general, these two things, no matter which one is involved, are extremely important matters.

Because there is a secret to immortality involved.

"It's just that this monument is too badly decayed, and the handwriting behind it is seriously damaged, I don't know why the lord of Teng Kingdom mentioned Shanzhou Country and Juyin Basin?"

Hongzhao monk sighed at the monument.

But among the people present, the most shocked were Jin An and the old Taoist, who secretly glanced at each other.

They all saw a look of shock in each other's eyes.

In the next Yinyi River, except for a dragon king, how can it be linked to the clue that there was a Juyin basin in Chang County!

None of the people present were simple.

Each is well-informed.

When the monk Hongzhao mentioned the polyyin basin, the breathing of the others was heavy.

Du Wei, who was still heavy, noticed that the breathing of the other people present became heavier, and he said lightly: "You should not really be naïve to think that the Juyin Basin, which no one has seen the true face in the legend, will appear in the tomb of the lord of Teng Kingdom?"

"Even if it existed, I'm afraid it would have been stolen by the gang of tomb robbers who went to the tomb before us. ”

At this time, the big man with raised eyebrows who was kicking and fighting greedily stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips: "General Duwei, you can't say that, maybe those tomb robbers didn't find the polyyin basin, maybe they were all killed by the dragon king in this tomb?"

However, Kuixing's words of kicking and fighting reminded everyone.

If this dragon king is really the lord of the Teng Kingdom thousands of years ago, he is the reincarnation of the real dragon, he has been hiding in this Yin Mansion Ancient Tomb and practicing the Tao for thousands of years, so many of them may not be as old as the Dragon King.

"You don't have to worry about the Dragon King, don't forget, this Dragon King was beaten with four dry bone piles on the Dragon King Stage, and he was suppressed at the bottom of the river forever, and he couldn't turn over for the rest of his life, and he couldn't ascend to heaven for the rest of his life. Since I am willing to go down to the Yinyi River with you to eliminate the Dragon King, I will not fight a battle that I am not sure of. ”

"It's that people are afraid of death, and I'm the same, since I'm in this ancient tomb, it shows that we still have a good chance of winning against the Dragon King. ”

The lieutenant said steadily.

The information in this tomb is really limited, so let's continue on the road and walk to the depths of the ancient tomb.

No one planned to overthrow the pig iron monument and open the coffin to see what was being suppressed in the coffin, and the purpose of their trip was very clear, to minimize extraneous branches.

It's also strange to say.

The journey was too peaceful.

No danger or corpse was encountered.

However, on the ground covered with thick dust, many traces of fresh footprints were found, and these footprints were messy, and there were many people who successfully entered the ancient tomb.

Everyone speculated on the road that the ferryman and corpse bearer in the underworld had good skills, and they hadn't seen these two people so far, maybe there were these two people in these footprints?

The old Taoist priest had a different opinion on this, and he quietly said to Jin An: "Little brother, I think that even if the ferryman and the corpse bearer in the underworld are all dead, the feng shui gentleman who is mysterious and unpredictable and has three feng shui bells on his waist will not necessarily die." ”

Jin An nodded silently.

In the ancient tomb of the black rumbling dong, lit by torches, the next road, following the guidance of these footprints on the ground, everyone did not encounter anything along the way, and actually found the nave successfully.

They found an transept on each side of the nave.

And in front of them, there is a main burial chamber.

But in the nave, they saw again a coffin suppressed by a cast iron tablet.

But this time the coffin was opened, and the rotten cast iron tablet and the coffin lid fell to the ground at this time, and the pig iron tablet fell into two.

On the pig iron tablet, there are still words.

But at this time, everyone didn't care about the pig iron tablet that was broken in two, but stared at the stone coffin that had been opened.

Everyone was on guard.

Those heavy armored soldiers of the iron cavalry guard, who did not need the command of the captain, had already raised their heavy tower shields in the sonorous collision of metal armor, and lined up to fight the army, resisting the front of everyone.

"How did the sarcophagus coffin here be opened, it was opened by the old group of tomb robbers, or was it opened by the corpse bearer who was one step ahead of us?"

The old Taoist priest was surprised, and then muttered, should there be a thousand-year-old corpse popping out of this sarcophagus!

However, this time, everyone waited for a long time, and there was no movement in the stone coffin, and it was very calm.

Jin An and the others stepped forward to check.

As a result, there was still a layer of coffin in the coffin, and the coffin was probably lead, filled with highly toxic mercury, and the lieutenant borrowed a spear and stabbed the coffin, but there was nothing.

He shook his head at everyone: "This coffin is empty, there is nothing in it. ”

Seeing that the coffin was empty, everyone did not study the broken monument on the ground for the time being, and began to walk towards the larger main burial chamber in front.