At this moment the light of day was approaching twilight, but when the rumbling pit emerged, there was a well the size of the mouth, and the little carpenter looked down and saw that it was dark, several times darker than the sky, and such a bottomless place seemed to suck the soul of a man into it.

Is this the entrance to King Miao's tomb?

The little carpenter was shocked when he saw it, and at this time, the tiger forced him to walk behind him, pushed him on the shoulder, and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, go down, explore the way." ”

When the little carpenter, who was originally a little confused, heard this, he subconsciously looked around, and found that everyone looked at him with a little unkindness.

Obviously, none of these people are good.

However, he was actually confused about what was going on here, and he didn't know how to proceed at all.

After all, he is a carpenter, and he is not a professional colleague.

At this time, Miao Nu Baolan stood up to help him break the siege: "This kind of perennial closed place, the breath inside is turbid, and people may not be able to enter, let the bamboo rat explore the way first." ”

With a wave of her hand, someone immediately brought a bamboo cage, opened it, and out of it came a brown-gray bamboo rat, this little animal was quite large, like a fat rabbit in winter, round, with a head full of needle hair, and sharp claws, after getting out of the bamboo cage, he did not escape, but kept sucking his pink nose and looking left and right.

The man carrying the cage bent the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, put it in his mouth, blew a whistle, pursed his mouth again, and squeaked a few times, and the bamboo rat got the command, and as soon as he turned around, he crawled down towards the swarthy entrance.

Someone carried a special kerosene lamp to shine downward, but saw that the hole was straight down, about a zhang deep, and the well-trained bamboo rat was very fast, reaching the bottom in three or two strokes, and then drilling forward.

The group waited for a long time, and the bamboo rat reappeared at the vertical hole, squeaked twice, and climbed up again.

The guy with the cage checked his domesticated bamboo rat, it was covered in ash and water, but it was in good spirits, and it was obviously okay with the air inside.

After these are confirmed, it is necessary to go down to the cave to find the grave.

Wu Banxian came here, but he didn't go down, he bowed his hand to Zhang Qiming, and said Brother Zhang, I wish you a victory and a full return.

Zhang Qiming, the hunchbacked old man, has a close relationship with him, and he doesn't need to say a thousand words, so he stretches out his hand and says he wishes.

Everyone was ready to go down the cave, the little carpenter walked forward, Baolan untied him, and stuffed him with an iron lamp, this thing looks like a Western product, the stomach is kerosene, there is a glass cover outside, the closure is very good, it only needs to face up, to ensure the light source - this thing is definitely not cheap, Zhang Qiming and his gang obviously spent a lot of thought in order to find the tomb.

The hole was more than a foot high, and the men prepared ropes, and hung the little carpenter's waist down, and when his feet landed, the little carpenter's feet stepped into a puddle.

He was wearing black cloth shoes, which were suddenly soaked and very uncomfortable, but he hurriedly untied the rope around his waist, lifted the oil lamp and looked around, and found that the bottom of the cave was not spacious, and the water reached his ankles, and at half a meter in front, there was a very narrow and narrow road, which could accommodate a person to crawl and barely move forward.

The little carpenter brought the lamp to the aisle, and looked closely, and found that it was very long, and the light did not end, and he could see that there were traces of artificiality here.

Here, it should be the passage that the original ancestor specially set aside to go to the tomb of King Miao, right?

As he was thinking, he heard a rough voice from above: "Boy, I'm Nima, get out of the way." ”

The little carpenter didn't know what was going on, so he subconsciously stood against the wall, and then he heard a "poof", someone jumped down directly, and the water at the bottom of the cave was splashed, and the little carpenter's back was directly soaked.

He was a little annoyed, turned around, and saw that the tiger forced to appear at the bottom of the cave, and then smiled at him: "Boy, my master said, let me keep an eye on you, don't want to play any tricks, as long as you have anything wrong - I'm Nima, Lao Tzu will twist your neck directly, without hesitation, you know?" ”

People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, and the little carpenter can't do anything but smile bitterly.

He didn't know anything about the tomb of King Miao, and he hadn't heard his master Lu Da talk about it, but now that people are using his life to threaten him, what else can he do except obey others?

Taking a deep breath of turbidity, the little carpenter pointed to the road in front of him and said, "Probably from here, right?" ”

Zhang Qiming had heard of the tomb of King Miao, and he must have known some information, so the little carpenter wanted to hear the opinion of the tiger, but he never thought that this reckless man spread his hands and said don't ask me, you can do what you should do, I am only responsible for staring at you.

The little carpenter had no choice but to put the oil lamp in the corridor, and then with his hand, he began to crawl inside.

This narrow road is half a meter away from the bottom of the cave, naturally not so damp, and you can still see the traces of stone support around, but it is too narrow, the little carpenter stretches the oil lamp forward, and moves it forward little by little, it is very difficult, this is not enough, there is a reckless man behind the key, constantly poking the little carpenter's buttocks, and then urging: "Hurry up, I Nima, don't you want to play any tricks, you know......"

The little carpenter was already a little bored, but now he was even more annoyed when he heard it, and couldn't help but reply: "If you want to be fast, let's quit, and you come forward?" ”

When the reckless man heard this, he said directly: "Then how can it be done? If I run into a mechanism, wouldn't I have to die first? ”

The little carpenter said, "Then shut up, as you said, you will only die left and right, and if you urge me again, you will kill me......"

The others let go, but the momentum increased, and the tiger forced him to listen, opened his mouth, and didn't speak again.

He also knew that if he wanted to get into it, he had to rely on the little carpenter.

Even if a little carpenter doesn't understand anything, it's good to use it for a life when the crisis comes.

So the corridor fell into relative silence, the little carpenter crawled in front, and the tiger forced behind, and behind him, the rest of the people followed one after another, and for a moment the narrow corridor was filled to the brim, and the sound of wheezing, moving, and rubbing against the stone wall was filled with the sound of breathing, moving, and rubbing against the stone wall.

The little carpenter didn't care about the back, and crawled forward, almost a few zhang long, and the road became a little wider, and there was no need to crawl, he could half-squat, and the duck walked forward.

He walked cautiously, and suddenly he stepped on something under his feet, and there was a click, and the little carpenter moved the oil lamp down, and saw a gray-white bone, and then looked to the side, and saw a blackened skull, and he was so frightened that he cried out: "Ah......hh

"What's wrong?"

The tiger forced forward, took a look, and couldn't help but laugh: "I, Nima, I don't know how long I have been dead, what are you called?" ”

After speaking, he said to the people behind him: "It's okay, it's just a skull, he's just making a fuss." ”

The little carpenter ignored him, took a step back, squatted down, carefully studied the broken bone that had been trampled on, and the remains scattered around, and then said: "This is not an ordinary white bone remains, when this person died, he should have been poisoned, you see this bone, it is much darker than the remains of normal death." ”

"What does this mean?" ”

The little carpenter searched for it, took out a little thumb-long iron tuft from the corner, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then said, "This man died in the tomb, which means that from now on, you have to be more careful." ”

He looked to the nearby mountain wall and soon found three inconspicuous slots.

And that's what the iron tuft shot out of it.

After careful consideration, the little carpenter's confidence increased a lot, and regardless of whether the tiger wanted to listen or not, he said: "Pipe arrows, machine spring darts, this thing is the unique work of Lu Ban to teach craftsmen, under the condition of full sealing, it will not change for hundreds of years, and it can maintain sufficient lethality......"

These are all things that Lu Da told him, and he saw it with his own eyes at this moment, and for some reason, the little carpenter was not only not afraid, but a little more excited.

This is the land of craftsmen.

He continued to move forward, although cautious, but the space was wider, and the speed was much faster, but the tiger who kept urging him before seemed a little hesitant, and kept telling him to slow down, don't worry.

After the little carpenter walked in, he looked at it and pointed out three places where there might be a mechanism, and after letting the tiger force the logo, he pulled out the relief carving with the general appearance of the outside on the gray wall.

The relief is still the size of a palm, and the main body is a saw, with the abstract lines of an ink fountain.

At this time, Zhang Qiming also rushed to the hanging hole, took a look, and said to the little carpenter: "Unscrew it." ”

The little carpenter did not dare to disobey his orders, and after twisting, the left wall suddenly cracked, and a corridor appeared, but the height of this corridor was not bad, and it could accommodate people to walk normally, and there was no need to continue climbing.

He walked forward very consciously, while the tiger followed closely behind.

Walking through this road, he came to a small patio, and the little carpenter looked overhead, and felt that it was empty above, and he did not know where it led, but the wind blew in, indicating that it was not closed, and then he found again in the small patio the relief of the saw and the ink fountain.

Although the master didn't talk to the little carpenter about the inner workings of the Luban Sect, the little carpenter felt that this thing was very likely to be some kind of logo or totem symbol of the Luban Sect.

Twisting the relief again, a stone door slowly moved open, and the little carpenter waited for the door to stop, and shone the oil lamp forward, but saw a rather wide stone chamber.

In the middle of the stone chamber was a huge sarcophagus.

Could it be that this is the main cave in the tomb of King Miao?