Seeing that the two of them seemed to understand something, I hurriedly ran over with a flashlight, and it turned out that almost half of the spider's stomach was made up of such a gear structure.

To be precise, someone must have performed an operation on this thing with modern mechanical techniques 2,000 years ago, and the scars from the sutures between the machinery and the abdomen are still faintly visible.

"This..., how is this possible, is this really the case, how can this thing survive until now?"

I couldn't help but exclaim, and I was confused that these delicate gear constructions might not work even with modern technology.

What's more, it is perfectly stitched together with the machinery and turned into a semi-modified creature.

"Look at this."

The little white face didn't care about the foul-smelling liquid contaminated by the gears, raised it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Look, the mechanics replace nearly half of this guy's digestive system, and it converts force into energy storage."

"That's the real reason why I haven't died for so many years."

The fat man and I were confused, and the dragon boy in front of him scratched his head even more, but I could already guess the meaning of the little white face's words.

The gears are connected to the tendons in the spider's abdominal cavity, and with each movement, the intricate bronze mechanical structure can be reciprocated.

Although this can make this thing almost half-dead survive, it really makes Uncle Nine and Little White Face wonder.

How was this intricate bronze structure invented?

Could it be that this is also the masterpiece of those Fang Shi under Emperor Qin?

Uncle Nine squinted his eyes and looked faintly at the mural on the wall, it seemed that the content on it was all hidden.

Qin Shi Huang's group of warlocks must have been involved in the construction of the ancient tomb, and their knowledge of the ancient institutions far exceeded our expectations.

"Let's go, Dragon Boy, go see if there is a secret door in front of you?"

Uncle Nine turned his head and commanded the tall dragon boy beside him, and his deep eyes faintly came back to his senses, as if these bronze mechanisms in front of him had stirred up the past in his heart.

This scene was seen by me and the fat man, although the fat man once recognized him as a godfather for selling antiques, but in fact he actually followed us here.

Apparently I had to be on my guard.

"It's hard to happen, he was also invited by Little White Face."

While thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of stones moving.

"Squeaky squeak" is a bit harsh.

"Find ...... Got it! ”

In the darkness, the tall figure of the dragon boy turned around, and the half-meter-high stone gate beside him whistled and blew cold wind outward.

Under the flashlight, it was a dark and silent corridor, and because it was close to the sea, there was an unbearable smell of fish.

This was the first time we had heard Long Tsai speak, and his voice was thick and a little silly.

At the door, there was a gust of wind blowing towards the door, and Uncle Nine decided to let Long Tsai take the lead, and he and Xiao Baiyan walked in the middle and the fat man was broken.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor in the secret door, there was a cold chill under my feet, like a ghost in an ancient tomb that had not dissipated down the soles of my feet and rushed straight to the door.

Both sides are covered with dark green mossy plants, and you can even see sea snails crawling on them.

I haven't taken two steps yet, but I didn't expect the ninth uncle in front of me to start to get close to me.

"Xizai, I also had a few encounters with your godfather back then, and I helped him to pour out the artifact."

"Alas, it's a pity that the hero's life is short."

"This old boy relied on his martial arts, and he and his two apprentices broke into the extremely dangerous ancient tomb of the Yuan Dynasty, and I never saw him again."

I was a little surprised in my heart, I didn't expect that Uncle Nine had actually dealt with my godfather, and I didn't know how to answer for a while.

I saw the dragon boy at the front of the line wave his arm to signal us to stop, his tall figure almost occupying the entire corridor.

In the dark, I had to keep my head down.

"Nine... Uncle Nine. ”

"Something isn't right..."

The second time the dragon boy spoke, it was obvious that he was aware of something, and the team moved forward a little bit, just as I was wondering.

The green bricks under the feet of the little white face suddenly creaked and sank half an inch.

"Not good!"

"There's a mechanism."

Although the experienced Ninth Uncle had not been to the tomb a few times, this subtle sound was still detected by his ears.

Before I could react, I suddenly heard the sound of running water, which looked like running water, but I knew that it was definitely not really seawater pouring in.

Quicksand.

This thousand-year-old tomb guard mechanism is still powerful and unmatched by other dark arrow bows and crossbows, and the fried fine sand has almost the properties of water.

Pervasive.

"Rustle..."

At this moment, the silence in the corridor was extremely quiet, and only the sound of a few of us gasping for breath remained, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

"Run, or don't run."

This time it was the fat man who spoke, and he was almost ready to clutch water with a folding pickaxe in his hand, and we had already learned the power of this mechanism.

When thousands of catties of quicksand poured down, even the copper tendons and iron bones had to be buried alive inside.

"Don't panic yet, follow the original steps and retreat little by little, and don't step on any mechanism again."

The sweat drops on Uncle Jiu's forehead also proved that he was also weak at this time, but this time he didn't wait for everyone to take a step.

The yellow sand behind him had completely covered the tomb he had just stayed in, and the fine yellow sand particles rushed to the door with the yin wind in an instant, burrowing into the ears and eyes.

"Run, run, hurry!"

This time, I couldn't bear the urgency in my heart at all, and I also felt the same way as the fat man at the end of the team.

If quicksand rushes over, we will be the first to suffer.

Everyone took a step, and in an instant the quicksand was already spreading under my feet, and I could even feel the bones of the dead mixed in.

In the narrow and dim corridor, several people staged a thrilling escape from life and death, and the American little white face at this time was eager to grow two more legs.

In fact, what has always puzzled me is that this guy knew so well before he went to the tomb, and he must have known that it was very dangerous inside, why did he insist on coming down to accompany us through this experience?

Could it be that the lesson of the severed arm is not painful enough, or that there are other attempts?

I didn't care too much about it when I was pressing, I just felt that the small yellow sand particles were about to spread to my waist little by little, and then the honest and urgent voice of the dragon boy came from the front of the team.

"Stairs ahead, big... Be careful, everyone! ”

I thought that the staircase in his mouth meant that it spread down to the passage, but the next second I almost tripped over the upward stone steps.

"Hey, shouldn't you have been going down just now, why did an upward staircase appear so early?"

I don't know who in the team was surprised, but the fat man behind me saw me fall, grabbed me by the collar with one hand, and lifted me up from the quicksand.