I turned to the four of them, expectant glances and encouraging smiles on my faces, "Everyone, are you interested in going down to the grave with me?" ”

Four of you, you look at me, I look at you, and my eyes are full of fear and retreat.

It is no wonder that the city of Eri clearly stipulates that the excavation of the mausoleum is illegal and will be severely punished by the highest local authority.

They had grown up in Ari City since they were children, and those rules and regulations had long been ingrained in their bones, and it was not easy for them to suddenly make changes.

I smiled and signaled the man not to be nervous, and then glanced at the other three nervous faces one by one, and said, "Since you are embarrassed, I can't force it, can you please help me guard the entrance of this barren tomb for three days......

As I spoke, I patted my waist pocket: "The dry food and water here are enough for three days, save some food, you can last for five days, if I don't come out of the barren tomb on the third day, I will be grateful if I ask you to help contact the old man of the Orc King." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say" The four of them said one after another: "Your Excellency, don't worry, this matter is on us, as long as three days have passed, and we can't see you back, we promise to notify Your Majesty as soon as possible." ”

"Then please," I bowed.

Afterwards, the four of them packed up all the improvised equipment they had prepared and handed them over to me.

I thanked them, and they exited the Desert one after another.

As soon as it was quiet here, the voice of the big sword over there came into my head: "Have you started robbing tombs and digging graves again?" You said that you are an adventurer, not bent on farming monsters and upgrading, running around the world when you have nothing to do, and always robbing tombs and digging graves, so you are not afraid that the ghosts of these tomb owners will join forces to beat you in the future? ”

"Won't it?" I was a little humble and said, "After these tomb owners hang up, most of their souls have returned to the God of Creation, how can they still linger in the world?" ”

"Sneer" Tai Tai Dao sneered, "It seems that you have forgotten about Fred Rupert, who was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground?" ”

"Isn't that the first time I've seen this phenomenon?" I shrugged and said, "Isn't it a little uneasy for anyone who experiences it for the first time?" ”

"Well, you're not bad," Da Taidao said, "I remember the first time I saw blood, the uneasiness and excitement were deeply engraved into my soul, and I didn't sleep for days!" ”

"Do knives sleep too?" I was puzzled.

"Isn't it lonely and unheard" Da Taidao said with a smile: "Not all knives will sleep, only knives with souls like me will sleep, oh, by the way, this demon knife will also sleep, but there is no difference between falling asleep and waking up." ”

After a few casual conversations, and to pass away the initial loneliness, I began to study the reliefs on the walls on both sides.

Although the reliefs do not look the same, the general style is basically the same, nothing more than battle and surrender.

The first relief depicts war and killing, and the next one is transformed into surrender to worship.

Judging from their prostrate bodies and faces clinging to the ground, the rightmost end of the relief, the guy wearing a brocade robe, a big hat, and a laurel wreath on his head, should be the supreme king in their minds.

From this, I can conclude that the owner of this desolate tomb should be the king who is worshiped by everyone.

Another royal tomb?!

I'm a mixed bag.

Happily, the inventory in the king's tomb never disappoints me.

Worryingly, the danger in the king's tomb did not disappoint me either.

Walking among the reliefs, I had the illusion of participating in an art exhibition, and the craftsmanship of these craftsmen was not only extremely exquisite and detailed, but also the atmosphere of the scene was chiseled by them.

The tragedy of the battlefield and the sacredness of everyone's worship are vividly reflected, so that I, an outsider, can't help but blend into it.

I was so immersed in the beauty of the relief that I almost forgot everything around me, including the soft click of the brick surface just beneath my feet.

Immediately, several rapid and powerful whistling sounds, and several wind pressures came straight to my chest and abdomen.

My spirit is still in a state of admiring the reliefs, but my body can't help but move, thanks to the results of my long-term exercise, and of course, thanks to Emily's daily 'abuse' of me, which has raised the sensitivity of my reflex arc to a level that ordinary people cannot surpass.

First, I jumped on the spot, and my body in mid-air suddenly rotated 180 degrees, and the picture in front of me changed from the exquisite relief at the beginning, to the top relief like a cloud and wave, and then to an orderly arrangement of floor tiles.

It was only then that my attention finally returned to my body, and I felt the strong wind flying in all directions, and I tried to straighten my body to avoid these seemingly chaotic, but in fact orderly, hidden weapons.

Rao was like this, and in the process of falling, I was still stabbed in both legs a few times.

At a glance, there were two steel needles more than ten centimeters long through the calf of the left leg, and the right leg was not much better, although the calf was not injured, but the thigh hit three steel needles, two of which pierced in half, and one was only half pierced.

The sudden pinprick didn't cause much pain, but gave me a cold feeling.

After landing, I didn't pull out the steel needle immediately, but crawled and fled to a wall far away from the location of the mechanism.

However, this random climb triggered several mechanisms.

This time, there were no deadly steel needles in the triggered, but several rows of fire guns came out and shot in unison.

I really didn't expect that the firecracker installed in the barren tomb thousands of years ago could still be used!

I only heard a few muffled sounds, thick smoke billowed out, and dozens of lead bullets shot at the head and face, so frightened that I rolled on the ground, rolling out for several meters in a row, this time it was good, I didn't touch the mechanism under the floor tiles, but hit the mechanism on the wall.

I hit the wall on the left, and I heard a few mechanical clicks, and a dark gap opened in the wall on the right.

I subconsciously used a spar handpiece to shine a picture on the gap, which immediately startled me.

What the hell!

I saw a hideous head stuck between the gaps, eyes like fire, huge fangs, and a thick, black and long iron pipe extending out of the huge mouth of the black hole.

Pipe?

Suddenly, a familiar feeling lingered in my heart.

Immediately, I was shocked.

No wonder it's so familiar, it's a cannon!

(End of chapter)