"That's the Demon Mirror!"

Lai Zi said: "In fact, some bronze mirrors were also unearthed during the Warring States Period, and the demon mirror is not completely in the imagination, and the folk Jianghu warlocks have also boldly materialized it, using an ordinary mercury mirror to prove their spells." ”

"Most of the explanations of mythological novels are the treasure mirrors that can reflect the original form of demons and monsters in legends. But if this kind of mirror does exist zài, and it has the function of copying, then it is very likely that ancient people would think that the replica is the prototype of the person outside the mirror. ”

Zhang Meng was a little surprised, this Laizi's thinking jumped really fast, but when he said this, it was indeed a little possible.

The ancients did not have a complete scientific theory, and these things that went against common sense were always dressed as myths, but this was always a lack of evidence, and a few people could only guess here.

"Don't talk about this, anyway, third uncle, you're fine. By the way, Uncle San, who are those guys outside the door? If Laizi hadn't reminded me, that offspring would have almost killed me with a flying knife. Zhang Meng said.

"That's someone from the Ye family!"

Speaking of this, Zhao San showed a grim expression on his face, and the look on the sick ghost's face also became very bad, only people of their generation can understand the hatred between the two generations back then, and the terribleness of the Ye family.

"How's the person coming?" The sick ghost asked softly.

"It's very troublesome, Zhi Duoxing, Leopard Head, Yizhangqing, and Ye Ba's son have all come over, almost dispatching most of the elites of the Ye family, I have already met them before. If it weren't for the fact that they were afraid of the traps here, I'm afraid they would have made a move at that time, and I don't know who leaked the news and attracted all the people of the Ye family......" Zhao San seemed to ask intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Cripple and the sick ghost were all impressed, because they knew what Zhao San meant.

This spy is definitely among the three of them, but there is no doubt that this kind of thinking is unacceptable to them.

Except for Zhang Meng, who didn't taste Zhao San's meaning, everyone else fell into a dead silence, and Lai Zi naturally didn't get involved in their dispute, and sat on the side and counted his fingers.

Zhao San's lips moved a few times, but in the end, he didn't make his words clear.

If it's really picky, it means that decades-old friends will become enemies from today.

Even Zhang Meng, who was a little stunned, felt that something was wrong.

Zhao San suddenly grinned and said, "The people of the Ye family don't leave us a way to live, and we won't be the fish on the chopping board!" ”

"Wait a minute, old lame, you and the sick ghost will find a way to slaughter Ye Ba's son. I'll deal with the leopard's head, no matter what, don't let that kid go! ”

Zhao San's face was full of murderous intent.

"It's difficult, that kid's kung fu is not low!" The sick ghost shook his head and said, Ye Jiu's actions of making a move, breaking the corpse, and retreating just now were smooth, and he must have been immersed in kung fu for some time.

It's really hard to kill him, unless it's a cold shot in secret, and there's still a chance.

"Third uncle, don't fight and kill! Let's just leave them alone, and if something happens to you, how will I explain it to my uncle. Zhang Meng became anxious as soon as he heard Zhao San's words, he really didn't understand the hatred of the previous generation, in his eyes, the third uncle, the ghost uncle, and the lame uncle, their lives were the most important, and no one was qualified to change them.

"Silly boy, don't say this kind of thing when you go home, it will be looked down upon. And the Ye family is obviously coming for us, if you don't deal with them, they will also come to trouble you. If you hadn't reacted quickly then, wouldn't you be a corpse now? Zhao San said with a sneer.

Although it is a bit cruel to Zhang Meng, he must let Zhang Meng know that Zhang Ye's family is a mortal enemy, in the past, now, and in the future, there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation.

Zhang Meng somehow remembered that face full of indifference, that person was about the same age as himself, right? How could there be such a strong killing intent.

"That Ye Jiu is very strong, if it starts, I guess he won't be his opponent, you shouldn't have noticed his palm, right? The cocoon was as thick as my master's. So if there is a conflict between the two sides, I will leave as soon as possible, and you will be cannon fodder if you stay......" Lai Zi suddenly said loudly, as if to remind Zhao San.

"Forget it, don't talk about these useless things, we came here to dig Liu Qu's tomb, but now we haven't even seen Liu Qu's hair, it's really a nest!" Zhao San scolded and kicked the wall next to him.

Zhang Meng shivered, there seemed to be a source of cold air here, he could hold it when he came just now, but as soon as he sat down, he felt colder and colder.

"Laizi, did you just find anything?" Zhao San asked with some curiosity.

Only he and Yoriko had ever entered this passage, and he had just searched around, but he had only found something strange, but nothing major had been discovered.

Laizi shook her head, as if she didn't want to say more.

He frowned and touched the walls, and by the dim light of the flashlight, the reliefs on the walls were clearly visible, and they were covered with a thick layer of dust, which was only revealed by brushing away with his hands.

Zhang Meng swept it slightly, and felt a cold aura rise from his dantian.

Zhao San swept it with the flashlight, and the reliefs here were all huge banners, which were carved with all kinds of torture, such as tongue pulling, waist beheading, Heng boiling, gold water empowerment, and skinning.

It seems to record the scene of the eighteenth layer of hell here, vivid, the fear on the faces of those who are about to be executed, and the hideous faces of the executioners, seem to be depicted very well, Zhang Meng simply feels like he is in the execution ground.

"No, it can't be! It's possible that we got it wrong in the first place. ”

Chen Cripple shook his head slightly, the look on his face was a little thoughtful, as if he had seen something.

"Uncle Cripple, what's wrong?" Zhang Meng asked.

"We may have stumbled into another grave by mistake, and this is probably not the place where Liu Qu's bones are buried."

"How is this possible, aren't most of those funeral goods from the Western Han Dynasty? And this place is exactly the same as the map drawn by my father, how can it not be Liu Qu's tomb! Zhang Meng was anxious when he heard it.

Chen Cripple was also a little hesitant.

"Ah Meng, you should know the vassal states at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, at that time, in fact, any powerful warlord was a prince of a town. A prince is a hereditary rank, passed from son to grandson, and grandson to grandson. And in the official history's record of Liu Qu, there is no heir at all! And he treats women as clothes, and almost none of the glamorous concubines in the harem end well. Liu Qu's subordinates also dared to be angry with Liu Qu but did not dare to speak. Raiko opened her mouth at a critical moment.

Zhang Meng was a little confused when he heard it, and he didn't know what these things had to do with Chen's lame judgment.

However, Chen Cripple's mind was the most delicate, but he heard some other meanings from Laizi's words.

"Do you also think that the layout of this tomb is too grandiose?" Chen lame touched the murals and said softly.

"Hmm!" Laizi nodded, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"You see, digging such a large hole from under the river god road, and then migrating the captive rats into the stone cave, and finally digging out three passages, and the mechanisms in them are even more numerous, and these murals alone will take at least a lot of time. Considering this period of time, I think it will take at least 20 years to excavate this huge tomb. Raiko said.

Zhang Meng thought about it, it is true, if it is to make an identical tomb with modern technology, the time it will take will definitely not be less than ten years, Lai Zi estimates that it is already doped with a lot of water.

"Laizi, do you mean that in the past 20 years, how has Liu Qu been able to make these craftsmen obey?" Zhang Meng's eyes lit up, it turned out that what Lai Zi said before was related to this reason.

"That's right, such a huge group of craftsmen, Liu Qu can be suppressed during his lifetime, but Liu Qu didn't die of death, he died of illness during his exile after he was removed from the throne. Who will preside over such a qiē after his death? People go to tea and cool, and Liu Qu himself has no heirs, so after his army dies, it should be returned to the central management, and it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to build such a large tomb......" The look on Laizi's face was a little hesitant.