I don't know if the middle-aged man believed Jiang Huo's words, or didn't want to delve into this matter anymore, but as his slightly rhetorical voice fell, the entire passage returned to calm.

There was no sound other than the two footsteps echoing through the tunnel.

The two soon reached the end of the passage, where two bluestone slabs appeared in their view, blocking their path. The ground is clean and there are no traces of sand scattered, the joints around it have been carefully welded by the staff, and there are traces of energy cleaning around it, and the slabs used to isolate the sand and gravel have been polished to a shiny finish. Jiang Huo stepped forward and reached out to touch the stone gate, which was cold at the tentacle, as if it was pressed against a huge thick iron plate.

"Are these two slabs like miracles that they boast about?" The middle-aged man stared at the slate and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Huo didn't answer, but took advantage of the other party's concentration to slowly inject aura into the stone slab.

Because, among the fifteen spiritual qi that Jiang Huo obtained, this gate was the place where they entered the mausoleum. The way to open it was also engraved in Jiang Huo's mind.

As for why they chose to enter through the Qinglong Gate, Jiang Huo did not know.

Just as Jiang Huo was quietly moving, the middle-aged man was still looking at the slate in front of him, and after some exploration, he also followed his example, stepped forward, and wanted to press his hands on the slate. Feeling the movement around him, Jiang Huo immediately stopped the movement of his hands and took his hands back.

"Hey, how did such a large slab get to the desert? In that situation, can it really be done? The middle-aged man stroked the slate and whispered to himself with a tangled expression.

If he turned his head, he could immediately notice that a strange expression appeared on Jiang Huo's face.

Jiang Huo raised his head and looked towards the top of the tunnel, his deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything and see those unknown things. At the same time that Jiang Huopestle was there, the middle-aged man put his ear on the stone slab, as if an obstetrician and gynecologist was listening to the heartbeat in the pregnant woman's belly, strange and reckless.

"! Is there a sound in this? The middle-aged man suddenly roared, and the whole person jumped towards the rear like a frightened deer, and came to Jiang Huo's side.

Jiang Huo also retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the middle-aged man's fingers, the pair of stone gates were still strong and unmoving.

"How can there be a sound at Shimen? I'm afraid you heard it wrong. Jiang Huo asked the middle-aged man in a suspicious tone, his eyes full of distrust.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, you don't believe yourself and put it up and listen to it."

The middle-aged man behaved like a three-year-old child, and screamed in surprise.

Jiang Huo couldn't resist the other party, so he had to step forward again and listen with his ears. The next moment, Jiang Huo's face also showed a slight change. On the other side of the slate, there really seemed to be a sound, hazy and ethereal, and it was not really audible.

"Isn't it? I'm not wrong! There's really a sound in there! It seems to be the kind of killing cry on the ancient battlefield! The middle-aged man's eyes were like torches, he caught the subtle changes on Jiang Huo's face, and immediately jumped to his feet as if exclaiming.

Jiang Huo raised his body, shook his head, and said in a serious tone: "No, I didn't hear anything, I'm afraid you heard it wrong, or you were hallucinating." Jiang Huo flatly denied it, and no matter what the middle-aged man said, she resolutely refused to admit that she heard a sound from the other side of the stone slab.

The middle-aged man stomped his feet angrily, he pointed at Jiang Huo, and shouted: "You wait here, I'll go up and call those old professors down now, let them come and listen for themselves, is it my delusion, or are you lying." ”

Looking at the other party's rapidly departing figure, Jiang Huo's eyebrows frowned, she just wanted to confirm whether the memories engraved in her mind were correct, and suddenly, she stopped what she was doing and came to the direction where the middle-aged man was standing before.

Hehe, is he also a monk?

Jiang Huo squatted down, his hands gently fiddling with the place where the middle-aged man had stood before, and a shining silver needle was turned over by him, and there was still a faint aura on the silver needle. Although Jiang Huo did not know the utility of this silver needle, with this silver needle, Jiang Huo could determine the identity of the other party.

A monk sent from above? I said, in the great Huaxia, can't you find a monk who is willing to serve it?

Jiang Huo shook his head, put the silver needle in his hand back into its place, and after remembering all the scenes here in his mind, he turned around and left here.

By the time Jiang Huo saw the light of day, the middle-aged man had already called all the old professors in the distant camp, and everyone was wearing their equipment there, ready to go down to investigate.

Jiang Huo didn't attract anyone's attention and quietly left the place.

However, when Jiang Huo left the construction office, the middle-aged man who was greeting everyone suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction where Jiang Huo had left, with a wry smile on his face.

"It seems that he was discovered, and he left here directly." The middle-aged man sighed in a low voice and shook his head helplessly.

The middle-aged man's exaggerated performance was completely pretended, and the silver needle was also deliberately left by him to eavesdrop on Jiang Huo's actions. It can be said that from the beginning of his appearance, he had the intention of testing Jiang Huo.

"Forget it, I can't do it, I shouldn't interfere in these things, you can do whatever you want." The middle-aged man shook his head, turned around, and refocused his gaze on the deep shaft.

In the distance, facing the scorching sun, Jiang Huo, who was walking slowly towards the camp, had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The middle-aged man's whispered words all came to her ears.

As he left, Jiang Huo threw out a eavesdropping talisman and hid it under the yellow sand, which could record all the sounds within a hundred meters of the surrounding area and reach the caster's ears, no matter how small the sound was, it could be easily captured.

"Is it really someone from Shangjing? But listening to his words, it doesn't seem that he is specifically aimed at me. ”

Since the other party's target is not himself, Jiang Huo can rest assured. But at times like these, anything can happen. Although Jiang Huo was relieved, he did not relax, and anything could happen before he really left.

Before the mausoleum was opened, the situation was already chaotic.