"It's not going to be a dead end, is it?"

Chen Cripple's face was very bad, this stone staircase obviously led to the underground, this didn't look like an exit at all.

"But that Laizi should go down from here, maybe there's an exit dug down there." Zhao San thought for a while and said, there are no absolutes in everything.

At this moment, a dense sound suddenly came from the arched hole of the passage, and a dense pile of rats fell from the hole, and it seemed that there were quite a few companions behind them!

"I'll go and blow up the entrance of the cave first, otherwise there will be a dead end ahead, and we will really be wiped out," Zhao San said with a cold expression......

"It's useless, if you blow up the hole, we will also starve to death inside, and the explosives package has been soaked, and now we can't use it if we want to." Chen Cripple shook his head slightly.

"Seeing that Laizi has gone down, I think there must be an exit below, otherwise he can still fly? Let's go down and see. Chen Cripple said with a frown.

"What about the big corpse?" Zhang Meng looked at the corpse lying on the stairs, and he felt creepy when he looked at the bulging eyeballs.

"What else can I do? Just bury it. ”

Zhao San said angrily, he called the cripple, and the two of them joined hands and dragged the big man out of the cave together.

"Strange ......"

Chen Cripple said suspiciously.

"What's wrong, lame uncle?"

"No, the corpse is very light, and the weight of a large man is definitely not so small. This seems to be ......" Chen Cripple frowned, as if trying to find an adjective.

"Seems like what?"

Zhang Meng also became anxious when he heard it.

"It's like I've been dead for a long time!"

"Uncle Cripple, don't be scary, this guy was still alive just now, why did he die for a long time?" Zhang Meng said to Chen Cripple, and hurriedly said.

"I can't make it clear, anyway, I don't think it's right."

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream from the hole, as if something had fallen from a great height.

"Where's the third child?"

"Third uncle!"

Zhang Meng, Chen Cripple, and the sick ghost's faces changed greatly, they were carefully studying those evil rats just now, but they didn't expect Zhao San to re-enter the cave entrance.

"Third uncle, are you okay?"

Zhang Meng jumped down from the entrance of the cave, but saw that in the place where there were thirty or forty steps deep, Zhao San had his back to them, as if he was looking at something. When he looked back, Zhang Meng seemed to see a smile on his face.

"Third uncle, what are you laughing at? The ghost shouted just now, and it scared people to death. ”

Zhang Meng yelled angrily, his third uncle is not serious.

"No laughing, I just saw this, that's why it scared me a lot. Come and take a look, be careful, I don't know what the thing is down here, it's over if you fall......"

The stairs are only about 30 centimeters wide, and each step is almost 20 centimeters high, and it is simply terrifying to walk, just a little better than rock climbing.

"This mirror again?"

Zhang Meng exclaimed, he looked up, and there was an arched mirror hanging at the top of the stairs, almost exactly the same as the mirror in the passage.

"Ah Meng, have you seen this mirror?"

The sick ghost asked curiously.

"In that passage just now, didn't you see Uncle Ghost?"

"No, I just glanced at it and knew there was a mirror there, but I didn't look closely, it was the same as the one in the passage?"

"Well, it's exactly the same, even these carvings are almost printed from a template." Zhang Meng felt that this mirror was strange just now, so he specially looked at it carefully in front of the mirror for a while, so he could tell it at once.

"It seems to be true!"

Zhao San was amazed that this carving technique was very ancient, and it seemed to be carved with a particularly rough tool. But those carved things are very delicate and lifelike. At that time, there was no rubbing, and it was too difficult to make a mirror that was exactly the same.

"Uncle Cripple, what age is this mirror, can you tell it?"

"I'm not sure, the firing of mirrors actually existed long before the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but I really don't see which genre this carving technique belongs to."

Carving was also a relatively noble profession in ancient China, and each dynasty would have a corresponding, mature technology. For example, in the Warring States period, the carvers tended to be magnificent and rough. Passing to the Ming and Qing dynasties, the carved lines at these times were much more delicate, and there were many characters in the myth of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas".

"I've never seen such a strange totem, and it seems to be a sacrifice, what are you doing with the people on it?"

Chen Cripple pointed to the middle of the edge of the mirror and said to Zhang Meng and the others.

"Eat...... Cannibalism? ”

"Yes, have you ever heard of a dynasty in history that was proud of cannibalism? Even in the **** era, this thing is shameful. Therefore, it is very likely that this civilization has never been discovered, and it is even more ancient than before the Shang and Zhou dynasties! ”

"Uncle Cripple, look at it, this mirror seems to be a little weird, I thought it was very weird when I looked at it just now."

Zhang Meng thought of his expressionless face in the mirror just now, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

"Hehe, you cute boy, this kind of mirror is completely spherical, and the proportions of the people reflected are naturally different from usual, which is normal."

Zhang Meng took a closer look, and although the proportions of Chen's body in the mirror were very distorted, there was no strange situation before.

"Ah Meng, what did you find?"

Zhao San's expression was a little strange, and he asked softly.

"No, it's the light, right? When I was passing through the passage, I noticed that the image in the mirror was a little strange. ”

"What's this strange method?" Zhao San seemed to be curious about this paragraph.

"Okay, what's the situation with the third child now, and I'm still entangled in these, there are only two flashlights in the passage, and nine times out of ten it's a light problem. How do I think this mirror, not like an ornament, like a funeral object? ”

Chen Cripple said with a somewhat solemn face.

"Funeral goods, could it be that the tomb of King Guangchuan is buried underneath?"

When Zhang Meng heard Chen Cripple's words, his face was suddenly full of surprise.

"I'm not sure, it's just a random guess, let's go down and take a look, and if there are any clues at that time, we can deduce it......" Chen Cripple shook his head and walked down.

This underground passage seems to be bottomless, each staircase is almost twenty centimeters, Zhang Meng only feels that he has walked more than a few hundred steps, and the bottom still seems to be unfathomable. I don't know how long it will take to bottom, and I don't know how such a large piece of space was excavated.

Zhang Meng walked a little out of breath, he suddenly felt that he stepped on the air, and suddenly the whole stone ladder overturned, Zhang Meng only felt that his body was like a cloud, and before he could react, his ass fell heavily to the ground.

There were some hard stone slabs on the ground, and when he sat down, Zhang Meng felt a heart-piercing pain.

Zhao San was lame, and they also fell one by one.

Zhang Meng's face was full of depression, what kind of god and Buddha did he recruit, why did he have my share every time he fell from a height?

"It can't be a trap here, is it?"

Zhang Meng quickly stood up and glanced around, but fortunately he didn't find anything like a mechanism.

It was as if it were a living room, with dusty benches, tables and chairs, and not far from them, three armored corpses were hung in the air by three chains through their collarbones.

The armor was black, it was a rare plate armor, and I don't know what era it was.

"This place...... How could there be such a thing? ”

Almost at the same time, Zhang Meng found that Chen Cripple and the sick ghost's faces changed greatly, and it seemed that both of them had become a little out of shape, and the always calm Chen Cripple actually roared out all of a sudden.

"Uncle Cripple, what's wrong?"

Zhang Meng asked with some concern, he even read deep fear on the faces of Chen Cripple and the sick ghost.

He took a closer look at the armor guards hanging in mid-air, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Go, go, get out of here...... Immediately...... Right away! ”

Chen Cripple looked flustered, as if he was a little exhausted, although the sick ghost was not as out of shape as Chen Cripple, but his face was also dead, and Zhang Meng was terrified. What is it that makes the two of them scared like this? There are only two flashlights in the passage, and nine times out of ten it is a problem with the light. How do I think this mirror, not like an ornament, like a funeral object? ”

Chen Cripple said with a somewhat solemn face.

"Funeral goods, could it be that the tomb of King Guangchuan is buried underneath?"

When Zhang Meng heard Chen Cripple's words, his face was suddenly full of surprise.

"I'm not sure, it's just a random guess, let's go down and take a look, and if there are any clues at that time, we can deduce it......" Chen Cripple shook his head and walked down.

This underground passage seems to be bottomless, each staircase is almost twenty centimeters, Zhang Meng only feels that he has walked more than a few hundred steps, and the bottom still seems to be unfathomable. I don't know how long it will take to bottom, and I don't know how such a large piece of space was excavated.

Zhang Meng walked a little out of breath, he suddenly felt that he stepped on the air, and suddenly the whole stone ladder overturned, Zhang Meng only felt that his body was like a cloud, and before he could react, his ass fell heavily to the ground.

There were some hard stone slabs on the ground, and when he sat down, Zhang Meng felt a heart-piercing pain.

Zhao San was lame, and they also fell one by one.

Zhang Meng's face was full of depression, what kind of god and Buddha did he recruit, why did he have my share every time he fell from a height?

"It can't be a trap here, is it?"

Zhang Meng quickly stood up and glanced around, but fortunately he didn't find anything like a mechanism.

It was as if it were a living room, with dusty benches, tables and chairs, and not far from them, three armored corpses were hung in the air by three chains through their collarbones.

The armor was black, it was a rare plate armor, and I don't know what era it was.

"This place...... How could there be such a thing? ”

Almost at the same time, Zhang Meng found that Chen Cripple and the sick ghost's faces changed greatly, and it seemed that both of them had become a little out of shape, and the always calm Chen Cripple actually roared out all of a sudden.

"Uncle Cripple, what's wrong?"

Zhang Meng asked with some concern, he even read deep fear on the faces of Chen Cripple and the sick ghost.

He took a closer look at the armor guards hanging in mid-air, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Go, go, get out of here...... Immediately...... Right away! ”

Chen Cripple looked flustered, as if he was a little exhausted, although the sick ghost was not as out of shape as Chen Cripple, but his face was also dead, and Zhang Meng was terrified. What is it that makes the two of them scared like this?