The expressions of the terracotta warriors are very rich, either hideous or shouting, without exception, their eyes are firmly fixed on the crystal coffin in the middle, as if there is a kind of courage that whoever dares to touch it will fight to the death with it. The terracotta warriors are seven feet tall, two heads taller than the small Zhang Erzhen, with helmets and armor, and are fully equipped and superior. They are carved in great detail, and even the green tendons on their hands are expressed. Zhang Erzhen stretched out her hand and gently stroked the green tendons on the back of their hands, the concave and convex feeling was still shocking, after the skilled craftsmen completed such a work of art, were they concentrated in one place and buried on the spot like in the TV series? Zhang Erzhen's cranky kung fu regardless of the occasion, she didn't notice the tears in Xiangxiu's eyes, Xiangxiu's sadness was well concealed, and then she tried very hard to crawl towards the inside of the crystal coffin, and her small body disappeared in front of the huge coffin for a while.

When Zhang Erzhen looked back again, where was Xiangxiu's figure.

"Xiangxiu...... Xiangxiu?" Zhang Erzhen shouted twice, and only to hear a small sound coming from the crystal coffin when she walked into the middle, she looked in on tiptoe, Xiangxiu was pulling hard with her ass up, and then Xiangxiu lifted a black box with great difficulty and handed it to Zhang Erzhen, Zhang Erzhen took it inexplicably, this box was very heavy, Zhang Erzhen staggered, and carefully put the box on the ground with a sour arm.

Satisfied, Xiangxiu climbed out of it with both hands and feet, looked at the box with a proud and happy face, and pointed at Zhang Erzhen.

The box is locked, the square box has a total of eight locks, the golden eight small golden locks jingle, the box is very heavy, Zhang Erzhen looked at the one-foot-square box on the ground and asked: "Do you know what is here?" Can we take this away, Xiangxiu, this thing is too heavy." ”

Xiangxiu pointed to the box and pointed to it, and made a hugging motion, the meaning was obvious, she wanted to take this away. Seeing that Zhang Erzhen was still indifferent, Xiangxiu was a little anxious, squatted down and was about to hold the box, and then hesitated and went to pull Zhang Erzhen's sleeve.

Zhang Erzhen didn't know why she had to take the box away, and was dragged closer to the box by Xiangxiu. Zhang Erzhen squatted down and carefully looked at the black wooden box of the dragon carving and phoenix dance, and muttered: "Dragon and phoenix, dragon and phoenix, this is not something that ordinary people can use, is it better to be cautious now, or not to worry about it...... Forget it, these eight locks are not so easy to open, just hold it, maybe it's really a good thing......"

Xiangxiu heard it clearly, and pulled Zhang Erzhen's arm with some joy, pointed to the top, pointed to the box, and pointed to Zhang Erzhen.

Zhang Erzhen whispered back to her: "Take it and take it, we can't come here in vain." ”

Xiangxiu nodded again and again, and then carried the box and stuffed it into Zhang Erzhen's arms, Zhang Erzhen hugged the box and sighed: "I plan to stay for a while, it's rare to come over, take a look, let's go later." ”

Xiangxiu hurriedly held the box on the ground again, and wanted to climb into the coffin to take a look, Zhang Erzhen hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Take so much, we can't take it out, this thing is too heavy, let's come back next time...... Let's go, don't look at ......"

Xiangxiu looked at the bottles and cans in the crystal coffin with some pity, and sighed.

Zhang Erzhen was not naïve enough to think that half of the tomb would have no mechanism, maybe someone would come in from somewhere else in the next moment, maybe she accidentally touched something and then triggered the mechanism, so Zhang Erzhen pulled Xiangxiu to prevent her from tampering with these things.

The majestic dragon head on the east wall has a huge night pearl in its mouth, and the halo is comparable to the candles in the room, Zhang Erzhen remembered the string of Buddhist beads that the emperor often plays with in his hand today, and remembers the day he was interrogated, whether one of the Buddhist beads that the emperor played with was like this. Looking closely, it seems to be a little familiar, there is also such a night pearl in Wan Guifei's bedroom, which was hanging in the middle of the bed tent at that time, and Zhang Erzhen also sighed about its luxury......

So, could this place have been built by the Holy One today?

Two sub-coffins on both sides of the main coffin, is it ...... One of them is Wan Guifei's?

Thinking of this, Zhang Erzhen's back was unconsciously cold, from the back to the back of the head. She gently approached the coffin on the left, saw the half-covered coffin lid, and then took a few steps forward, Zhang Erzhen moved the box and stepped on it, called Xiangxiu, poked her head and looked in,

Zhang Erzhen hugged Xiangxiu tightly with an "ah-" and trembled for a while before he slurred his words: "...... Here's ...... Here's ...... It's Wan Guifei...... Wan Guifei's clothes ......"

That's right, Zhang Erzhen remembers everything that happened that day very clearly, including the furnishings in Wan Guifei's room, including the expression on Wan Guifei's face when she died, and even Wan Guifei's blood-stained hair and goose-yellow youthful and beautiful dress when she was lying on the ground. The blood-stained clothes are now lying in this coffin as they are, the blood has coagulated, and I faintly see the large dark red blood stains on the back, as well as the golden phoenix Izumo gold rolling jade that Wan Guifei had inserted in her hair at that time, the gem-inlaid double dragon pattern gold bracelet on her wrist at that time, and the red embroidered shoes inlaid with broken jade pearls on her feet, all neatly placed inside.

Like...... When Wan Guifei was still there......

Zhang Erzhen's legs were weak and slipped off the box, she grabbed Xiangxiu's arm and said nervously: "This is the tomb of today's saint! It's terrible! We can't stay long, it's Wan Guifei who died a while ago who is buried here, let's go out quickly." Let's go quickly!" Zhang Erzhen felt that this Wan Guifei was a nightmare that she couldn't get rid of, destroying her when she was alive, and making her uneasy when she died.

Is Zhang Erzhen guarding her grave?!

Zhang Erzhen thought of the gloomy appearance of the old emperor at that time, "You go and pray for the imperial concubine." ”

I see, I see! This old emperor is really a scheming old fox! At this moment, Zhang Erzhen finally connected the vicissitudes of life with the heroic emperor who led troops to encircle and suppress southern Yunnan in the book. The old emperor is so calculating, Zhu Youji's situation is wonderful? Then Zhu Youjiao, the prince of the Emperor of the Emperor, the fourth prince, the eighth prince, and those who are about to move, can really escape from the emperor's sophisticated and vicious eyes?

Xiangxiu was also horrified when she heard the name Wan Guifei, she looked at the coffin with disgust and resentment, and suddenly pounced on her like crazy, Zhang Erzhen grabbed her and shouted in a low voice: "Can't touch her! There must be someone watching here, if her appearance changes, she will definitely find us! I don't want to provoke her, everyone is dead, and there is no point in moving her again! I have to take myself on it, it's not worth it! Xiangxiu, it's not worth it!"

Xiangxiu suddenly calmed down again, and she looked at the coffin and smiled weirdly.

Zhang Erzhen sighed and said, "Everyone is dead, people are dead, so let's just leave it." Obviously, Xiangxiu is also a woman who was persecuted by Wan Guifei, and Xiangxiu must still have hatred in her body, but at this time, Zhang Erzhen didn't have much to understand, she hugged Xiangxiu tightly and said softly: "She's dead, we're still alive, this is our win." ”

Xiangxiu stopped moving, and it took a while to compare, Zhang Erzhen understood, what she said was: "She should go to hell, there shouldn't be these to honor her, she is a devil." ”

Zhang Erzhen nodded and said: "She was like this before and after her death, God opened her eyes, she would go to hell." ”

Knowing that one of them was Wan Guifei's well-dressed coffin, Zhang Erzhen was no longer in the mood to look and linger, she pulled Xiangxiu to put the box back, but Xiangxiu held it and didn't let go.

"If someone else finds out, aren't we asking for trouble?"

Xiangxiu ignored the box and pointed at Zhang Erzhen, Zhang Erzhen smiled bitterly: "I don't want this thing, I really don't want it." ”

Xiangxiu didn't care, she had to take this thing with her, Zhang Erzhen had no choice but to carry the box with her, and the two of them walked back slowly. The farther away from the coffin, he gradually breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Erzhen felt cold behind him, his steps accelerated, and he didn't care about getting darker and darker, and went straight forward.

Walking to the bottom of the iron ladder, Zhang Erzhen whispered: "Jinqiu, Yinqiu, hand a rope down, there is something to be transported." ”

Hearing the voice, Yinqiu hurriedly called Jin Qiu, who was changing clothes, and the two of them randomly found a thick rope and handed it down, and after a while, they pulled up a black wooden box, and the eight golden little locks surprised the two. Then hearing the sound of clanging iron chains, and seeing Concubine Fang and Xiangxiu appear in the field of vision, Jin Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, Concubine Fang's trip scared her a lot, and she almost had to follow.

After Zhang Erzhen climbed up, he sat at the entrance of the cave for a long time, pricking up his ears to listen to whether there was any movement below. Seeing the side concubine's motionless and serious expression, no one dared to speak or move in Jinqiu Yinqiu, Xiangxiu just moved the box gently and walked out of the door with satisfaction. After listening to it for a while, there was no sound except for the ethereal silence below, and Zhang Erzhen came back to her senses, and her back was already wet, "...... The carpet is still in this room, and the hole is sealed quickly, and the carpet is moved again, and the bed is also moved, and it is restored to its original state......"

Jin Qiucai whispered: "After you go down, the slave and maid can't hear any sound on it, and this place is not a good place to look at, and it's good to seal it." ”

"Well, it's really not a good place to go, so don't think about it later. Zhang Erzhen stood up and went under the bed and pressed the switch, watching the wooden board slowly close, and a big stone fell in his heart.

This trip...... It's hard to put into words......

Jin Qiu went to call Xiangxiu, who had already arrived at the door, and the four of them worked together to restore the room to its original state. Zhang Erzhen found two big locks to lock the room, and suddenly felt that this was a bit of a cover-up feeling, so he gave the key to unlocking the lock to Xiangxiu. Xiangxiu took it, and walked to Zhang Erzhen's room with the box, the meaning was obvious, this thing was given to Concubine Zhen.

Zhang Erzhen was sticky and uncomfortable, and told Yinqiu to boil hot water and wash it, and the older generation said that it would wash off the bad luck......

Amitabha, good, good......