This place is in the shape of a 'bow', and on each tomb road of the 'bow' sub-type, a small tomb road has been opened up, so that outsiders can't tell which day is the real lead to the main tomb.

"Follow me, don't stumble into those forks!" Zhang Shaohong said sternly.

He had been here once fifteen years ago, and he knew something about the situation here. Some of these forks in the road were presumably used by the laborers who built the mausoleum to escape for their lives, while others were purely confusing.

Anyway, it's uneven, and it's best not to enter those forks of the road until the last resort.

"Knock ......"

An ethereal dripping sound came from overhead, and the sound was particularly loud in the closed tomb, and it was not easy to dig such a deep burial mound, and it was not easy to do this with waterproofing.

The terrain was dug very deep, Zhang Meng stood in the tomb, looked up at the ceiling, and actually had a feeling of looking up at a high place.

Zhang Meng was secretly frightened, how much manpower and material resources would it take to dig out such a dungeon!

"Zhang Quede, do you say that your family is shameless, is it an ancestral heirloom? The funeral goods here are all touched, and they are more powerful than the devil entering the village! ”

The fat man said with a sad face, they hardly found any funeral goods along the way, only some bulky things that could not be taken away or a few worthless copper stoves, which made the fat man who had always wanted to fish in troubled waters a little crying.

"Fortunately, I took the iron box, and if there is a relic in it after I go back and pry it open, this trip will be worth it." The fat man said angrily.

"I warn you, fatty! Don't fight the idea of this box, Jiu Ge'er warned again and again at the time, saying that it could not be opened. Zhang Meng rushed over, snatched back the iron box in the fat man's hand, and put it in his pocket, he was really not at ease when this thing was placed on the fat man.

"Come on, look at your nervous dead look." The fat man looked at Zhang Meng with a vigilant face, and immediately said angrily.

He didn't care about Zhang Meng, and some thieves looked around, hoping to find some dirt goods that had not been cleaned.

Zhang Shaohong and the others walked at a very slow pace, Zhang Meng was nervous at first, but after destroying a few organs along the way, compared to the first tomb before, there was a sense of tranquility.

"Strange, why is there no literature here, we were in the first bucket before, but we saw a lot of murals or something, how does this place feel empty?"

The fat man yawned, and he also felt a little weird, although there were occasionally some words here, but they were all innocuous things. It seems that this is a place for Zhuge Liang to engage in leisure, not like a cemetery at all.

"There seems to be a stone gate over there?" The fat man suddenly felt agitated and shouted loudly.

"Be careful, don't mess around." Brother Jun said with a smile.

Listening to what the fat man said, Zhang Meng glanced at the place where the road forked in the distance, and there was really a stone gate. Zhang Meng was a little curious, what would be in this door?

Zhang Shaohong and the others turned a blind eye, walked over slowly, and after making sure that there was no mechanism, they looked at the stone gate.

It is said to be a stone gate, but it is actually a large natural stone.

"It's completely blocked here, don't try to get this rock open unless you force it with explosives!"

Gao Wenbin pointed to a position on the ground, shook his head and said.

Zhang Meng took a look and found that the raised half of the stone just stuck the entire passage.

Zhang Meng was a little curious, what was behind this stone, and why did it be blocked?

Zhang Meng stared at a gap, his eyes pressed inside, but it was dark inside, and he couldn't see anything.

He looked at it for a while, and could only retreat helplessly, such a small gap, even if the flashlight was turned to the brightest, it was useless.

"Mom!" Suddenly, the fat man shouted, startling Zhang Meng.

This guy didn't think the ground was dirty just now, it was like a military engineering team behind enemy lines, lying on the ground trying to see what was inside. But at this moment, he screamed in horror and pointed to the stone gate and shouted.

"There's a voice in here, and there's a fucking person calling me!"

The fat man's face turned pale.

Zhang Meng was a little inexplicable: "I said fat, don't you have tinnitus?" Seeing that you are so fat, it is not very likely that you have kidney deficiency......"

Zhang Meng walked over and listened to it unbelievingly, but heard nothing.

"It's not tinnitus, it's really heard!"

The fat man tried to find the voice again, but he couldn't hear it anymore.

"Alright, let's keep going."

Zhang Shaohong saw that there were not too many clues here, so he continued to set off, and the muttering of the fat man and Zhang Meng was naturally ignored.

"I said Boss Zhang, you didn't mean to scare me just now, right? I'm telling you, you fucking admit your mistake to me now, and I can act like nothing happened. ”

Zhang Meng was walking, and the fat man suddenly smashed him with his elbow, and said mysteriously.

"I said, fat man, are you crazy, go away! How can I have the spare time to scare you, besides, why don't you ask if Brother Jun is scaring you. ”

Zhang Meng muttered to this fat man with fun, and this guy insisted that it was himself.

"But, the one who called my name was clearly your voice!" The fat man said softly, but Zhang Meng's ears were sharp, and he heard it at once.

Looking at the fat man's eyes that were also a little confused, it was obvious that he was not lying, Zhang Meng's body was cold, what this fat man wouldn't say was true, right?

But how could a fat man hear his own voice?

Zhang Meng also said to the fat man a little scared at this time, he just wanted to ask the fat man about the specific situation, but found that the fat man had already walked next to Chen Cripple, and he didn't know what he was talking to Chen Cripple.

Originally, each of them occupied a formation position, and as long as there was any movement in this position, they could be found in any direction at the first time.

The fat man left, even if Zhang Meng wanted to go over and ask what was going on, he couldn't go away.

Zhang Meng stuffed the full stomach of question marks back into his stomach, he still had to be careful here, and he must not be distracted. He looked around vigilantly to see if there was any movement around him.

"The fourth bend is over!"

Zhang Meng didn't know how long he had been walking, and he was particularly tired in this dim tomb, especially when he was extremely concentrated.

And the fat man didn't seem to want to come back, Zhang Meng turned around and wanted to beckon the fat man over and take a good rest for himself.

But when Zhang Meng turned around, he found that he didn't know when, the fat man had already walked to the back of the line. The skinny eyes stared at him slyly, as if he had a beautiful woman painted on his face.

It was as if he was a demented patient, staring at something he was curious about.

Seeing Zhang Meng turn around, the fat man shifted his gaze to the other side as if nothing happened.

Zhang Meng's heart fluttered, his body was excited, and his whole body was cold, what the hell is wrong with this fat man, how can he stare at himself so weirdly?

Zhang Meng was sure that the fat man must have been staring at him just now, but he didn't know if the fat man was so abnormal because of the misunderstanding just now.

"No, I'll have to ask this fat man later!"

Zhang Meng made up his mind, the fat man's eyes just now were really scary, if he was stared at mysteriously by the fat man all the way, Zhang Meng felt that he would definitely collapse.

"Ah Meng......" Zhao San's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hey, what's the matter with the third uncle?" Zhang Meng turned around and asked.

This turn almost scared him so much that his soul flew out: "Brother Bin, why are you here?" ”

Gao Wenbin stared at Zhang Meng inexplicably: "I've always been here." Why are you calling the third master, isn't the third master in front? ”

Zhang Meng looked at it fixedly, and suddenly his whole body was cold, just now it was clear that Zhao San was calling him from behind, that voice would definitely not be wrong, how could he hear it wrong.

Zhang Meng suddenly remembered what the fat man told him, and he felt a chill in his body.

Zhang Meng hooked his finger towards the fat man and motioned for the other party to come over. He was very hairy in his heart, but now Zhang Meng was much more thoughtful, and he didn't roar loudly to disturb Zhang Shaohong's mind.

"Fucking fat man, I just heard the third uncle shouting at me behind me......"

Zhang Meng's face turned pale, and he lowered his voice and said to the fat man.

"Why, you heard that, too? Damn it, I heard you call me again just now, so I didn't dare to go next to you, fat man. The fat man's body trembled like a sieve, and he said with a pale face.

"Ah Meng, what are you calling me for?"

Zhao San suddenly turned his head and said loudly.

"Mom!"

Zhang Meng and the fat man yelled and quickly stopped the team.

"Uncle, there's something weird here!" Zhang Meng hurriedly stopped Zhang Shaohong.

"Shhhh Zhang Shaohong turned his head with a strange face, as if he had also heard the strange voice.

The group gathered in a circle, almost holding their breath, the military brother flicked his windbreaker, and a cold and shining military thorn slid from the sleeve to the hand!

Zhang Meng reacted at this time, the uncle wanted to hear where the voice came from, but after a long time, no one heard the strange sound.

…………

About half an hour later, Zhang Shaohong signaled that everyone could speak.

The expressions on the faces of Zhang Shaohong and Brother Jun were a little weird, and the others looked inexplicable, as if they hadn't heard anything.

"Listen to me, it's a little weird here."

Zhang Shaohong said with a solemn face, told the auditory hallucination, and after a moment he asked again:

"Did any of you hear the voice?"

Zhang Meng, Fatty, Zhao San, and Gao Wenbin all responded, while the others looked at each other, indicating that they didn't hear the strange voice.

"Damn, this fucking thing keeps ringing in our ears, aren't we going to mess up it all in a minute? Master Hong, do you see what the hell this thing is? Gao Wenbin also rarely burst into a foul language

"I can't see it, this voice seems to only take effect on specific people, for example, I heard the third child call me just now, if there is really a voice, with Brother Xiaojun's hearing, I can definitely hear it!"

Zhang Shaohong frowned, also a little confused.

"Uncle, did you hear this sound when you entered this ancient tomb?" Zhang Meng asked suddenly.