Chapter 662: This Secret Room, That Secret Room

Imperial Tomb

A group of ironclad warriors drove away all the forbidden troops guarding the imperial mausoleum, and in front of such an ironclad army armed to the teeth, the forbidden soldiers in gorgeous cotton armor were like vases. They watched in fear as the ironclad soldiers with cold and fierce breaths controlled the Imperial Tomb, but they didn't dare to ask a word.

The general guarding the imperial mausoleum got the emperor's decree, and when he saw the ironclad army coming in and leaving with the troops withdrawing, he didn't even dare to see the ironclad general. Since this person didn't know where Lu Dao came from, it didn't take long for everyone in Chang'an City to know that although Lu Dao was sitting on the dragon chair was Emperor Xinghuang Yang Chengqian, it was this person who was really in power. The adults in the court were silent, and the people did not dare to talk nonsense in private.

The murderous aura of the ironclad army is too heavy, and when they go to the street to patrol, they all carry a yin aura. These people were not only wearing thick iron armor, but also face armor, and there were only two holes in the face armor where the eyes were located, but the eyes were not visible in the swarthy light. These ironclad soldiers are all over 1.9 meters tall, and they look so strong that they can crush an adult man to death at will.

Don't say that ordinary people, even those who eat official meals in the city, also hide and avoid it.

After entering the Imperial Tomb, the ironclad army of about 1,000 people began to deploy defenses, and they moved quickly and soon took over. The soldiers of the Forbidden Army were as weak as children compared to them. Although the soldiers of the forbidden army may be similar in stature, they are completely different in terms of momentum.

The ironclad general walked into one of the imperial tombs, which was the mausoleum of the previous Emperor Zhenzong. Not far away is the mausoleum of Emperor Yang Yi, who is under construction, although it is cold, but the craftsmen are still busy. A while ago, the Empress Dowager issued an edict that the imperial mausoleum must be built before May, so no one dares to slack off, whether it is the officials of the Ministry of Industry who supervised the construction or those craftsmen.

Standing at the entrance of the Zhenzong Emperor's Mausoleum, the ironclad general glanced back at the Imperial Mausoleum under construction and was silent for a while: "Go, drive all those craftsmen away, before I come out, no one is allowed to appear in the Imperial Mausoleum." ”

"Whoa"

An ironclad soldier answered and turned to leave.

The ironclad general looked at the imperial tomb of Emperor Tianyou, the meaning in his eyes was very complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After being silent for a while, he sighed slightly and walked into the mausoleum of Emperor Zhenzong.

As soon as you enter the mausoleum, there is a stone staircase road that leads directly to the ground, which is very deep and you can't see the bottom. He didn't let anyone light a torch, but walked in the dark.

The Ironclad Soldier waited for him to enter, closed the gate, and then turned off the switch to seal the entrance to the dungeon.

The ironclad general walked down the stone steps all the way to the ground, and there was a dim oil lamp every ten meters, because it was too quiet, so he walked loudly. The emperors of the Great Sui Dynasty liked magnificent things, so the construction of the imperial tomb underground palace was also huge. After walking down the one hundred and eight steps, enter the main hall of the underground palace.

This hall is modeled after the Taiji Temple, and basically the interior does not look much different. It's just that in the place where the dragon chair should have been placed, there was a large coffin.

The ironclad general stopped in front of the coffin for a moment, then reached out and pressed a mechanism on the stone platform next to it, and with the sound of clicking, the huge coffin moved to one side, and a hole appeared under the coffin, black and terrifying. He reached out and groped for a moment into the black hole, as if looking for something.

I don't know how big it is under the black hole, he touched it for a while and didn't seem to find what he was looking for, his brows immediately furrowed, and he smashed his fist on the stone platform, and with a bang, the huge stone platform and the coffin were shaken open, and the coffin fell on one side and broke open, and a coffin rolled out of it, and with a bang, the echo floated back and forth in the hall.

The stone platform was shattered and collapsed, revealing a hole the size of a room. The ironclad general looked down, jumped down and took a bronze tripod out of it. Looking at the size of the copper tripod, it should be at least more than two thousand catties, but he carried it in one hand, which looked extremely relaxed.

There is a lid on this copper tripod, I don't know what means Lu Dao used to seal it, the iron armor soldier put his hand on the copper tripod, and it didn't take long for the copper tripod to become red, and the temperature in the hall rose accordingly. As the copper tripod grew redder and the things that sealed the gap began to melt, he lifted the lid and looked at it, then nodded.

In that copper tripod, there was a person sitting cross-legged!

The man looked to be in his mid-sixties, with his eyes closed and breathless. The clothes on his body still looked new, not at all like a long-dead person, as if he had just died. And the corpse was not stiff at all, as if a living person was asleep, and even the skin was still the color of a normal person, not the heart-chilling blue and black of a dead person.

The Iron Armor Army Tsai looked at the corpse carefully, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. There seemed to be some pain between his eyebrows, and he raised his hand but stopped in mid-air.

After a long moment, he took a deep breath, then pulled a sharp knife from his waist and stabbed the corpse in the chest with a pop. I don't know what means were used to preserve the corpse of Lu Dao, although I don't know the years and months of Lu Dao, but the blood can still flow after death.

After the knife was pulled out, bright red blood flowed out of the wound, all into the copper tripod. There is also some black liquid in the copper tripod, which is very viscous, and I don't know what it is. After the blood flowed into the copper tripod, it immediately became boiling when mixed with the liquid, bubbling and bubbling, and it seemed that something could still be seen swimming back and forth.

And the corpse, which looked like a living person, withered rapidly, shrunk as if it had been drained of its skin. It didn't take long for blood to flow in, and the body became shriveled and unsightly.

Holding the shriveled corpse in both hands, the ironclad army walked to the side of the coffin, put the corpse down and laid it flat, and then slapped the lid of the coffin that had been nailed open with one palm, and put the corpse inside. He didn't even look at the corpse in the dragon robe in the coffin.

After doing this, he returned to the side of the copper tripod and slowly took off the iron armor on his body. As soon as the armor hit the ground, it smashed a hard bluestone slab with a bang!

This shows how terrifying the weight of this armor is.

The naked-naked-naked man stepped into the copper ding and sat down cross-legged, perhaps because the liquid was too hot, and he couldn't help but frown as he sat down. On his chest, there was a shocking wound, charred black, and the muscles were burned through, revealing ribs one by one, which were clearly visible.

It was the scar left by Luo Yao's Brahma karmic fire, such a serious injury, I don't know how he resisted it. Looking through the wound, I could see that the heart was beating, very slowly, much slower than normal people. Luo Yao's Brahma karmic fire is his practice to promote the karmic fire to the strongest state, and it hits his heart, even this failed to kill him, and the solidity of this person's body can be seen.

Not long after he sat down, the liquid seemed to be consciously flowing upwards, as if there was a soul in it, scrambling to crawl towards his wound, and as more and more liquid flowed into the wound, the wound began to heal magically!

Uncanny!

Unbeatably weird!

No one would have thought that there would be such a secret in the tomb of the Great Sui Emperor. What the corpse in the copper tripod, the liquid, is it, maybe only this ironclad general knows. And the liquid mixed with the corpse's blood could repair his wounds, which is even more incredible!

In this way, a full hour passed, and the liquid in the copper tripod disappeared.

And the wound on his chest is already half healed!

Compared to the bronzed skin of the rest of his body, the new skin that had grown from the wound was noticeably white, like the skin of a newborn. When all the liquid was gone, he slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. He looked down at his heart, and seemed satisfied.

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The nine large boxes are all placed outside the three-story wooden building, and these nine large boxes are the same as they are touched, and it seems that an adult man will not look too narrow when lying in them. Fang Xie drove everyone back to the camp, including Shen Tilt Fan them. He told them that he needed to arrange everything. And in the meantime, he didn't want to be bothered by anyone.

In fact, he didn't want his women to be involved.

The contents of these nine large boxes were prepared by Fang Xie for that day for so many years.

He paused in front of the wooden building for a moment, and then began to walk in the courtyard as if without purpose. He walked very slowly, and perhaps it was a bit inappropriate to describe his pace as careful, but he did walk very carefully. He didn't let go of every corner of Luofu, even a cobweb in the corner.

After walking around, he returned to the wooden building, and then closed his eyes. The terrain of the entire Luo Mansion quickly passed through in his mind, and he could even recall every step clearly. Perhaps most people will think that this is a difficult thing to do, but when it comes to the real problem of solving the same problem, maybe anyone will do this.

Convinced that he had not missed anything, he left the wooden building again and returned to the Chu family's small courtyard. It was as if Amosa, who had lost her soul, was still sitting in the room, dumbfounded, with no expression on her face, like a wooden man. Fang Xie walked over to look at her, and after a moment of silence, he picked her up and walked back to the three-story wooden building.

Fang Xie opened a wooden box, took out all the contents inside, and then put Amosa inside.

Then Fang Xie moved all nine large wooden boxes into the wooden building, and in Luo Yao's study, Fang Xie found the mechanism behind the bookshelf, which was the secret that Mo Ning Grease asked from Amosa's mouth. The mechanism opened to reveal a door, and Fang Xie lit a torch and threw it in, and the fire kept falling.

"In the water"

Fang Xie muttered to himself: "It turns out that he built the secret room under the lake. ”

He paused for a moment, then leaped down the door. In the process of falling, Fang Xie has been silently calculating the time in his heart.

From the jump from the study to the landing, it is almost twenty meters deep!

There are no ladders in between.

Fang Xie went down and re-lit the extinguished torch on the ground, and found that it was a large stone room. It was built underwater, sealed very well, and the stone chamber was actually very dry.

He walked around the wall of the stone chamber, calculated the size, and then returned to the study through the secret passage, and leaped with the strength of his feet, almost without any force. The rest is tedious. He carried all nine large boxes down, and then took out the contents of the first box before, and embedded them all around the secret passage where they fell.

All night

Fang Xie did not come out.