"TM, what kind of person is pretending to be a ghost."

The fat man let out a rage, raised the folding pickaxe in his hand and walked in the direction of the sound behind him.

This scene seemed to let me see the strength of his newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

The light in the cave is already dim, and with the flashlight that doesn't have much power, even if we can get the treasure mirror safely at the moment, even the lighting is a problem for the rest of the way.

The air was filled with visible impurities and dust, and the fat man's back disappeared into the darkness, and then I heard the cry coming at us from far and near.

I took care of the safety of the old and the weak in front of me, and I didn't dare to leave an inch.

And the approaching cry finally made me hear it clearly, it turned out to be the crisp sound of some kind of bell striking.

It wasn't until the fat man's shout reached my ears that I couldn't help but grab the dagger and rush over, nothing was more important than my partner's life.

Vaguely I saw a tall figure standing at the end of the centipede hole, dressed in a tattered cloth shirt, and his coarse palms were as thick as my calves.

And that person I am very familiar with, it turned out to be a dragon boy who escaped death.

He wasn't dead yet, but he appeared to have suffered some minor injuries.

It wasn't until the fat man's cries for help drew me over that he found a giant centipede more than two meters long when he was looking for the source of the strange sound.

This centipede is different from what we have seen before, it has a copper pipe attached to its tail, and the other end of the copper pipe is connected to an oval bronze bell.

With each movement of the centipede, it causes the bell on its tail to shake, resulting in an eerie cry.

"What kind of purpose is this, purely to scare tomb robbers?"

The fat man and I were a little puzzled, but looking at the smiling dragon boy in front of me returning safely, there was some indescribable comfort in my heart.

"You... It's good that you're okay. ”

The tired dragon boy in front of me saw us say something like this, and for a moment I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

This guy is as strong as a cow, but his mind is as simple as a child.

"Well done."

I reached out and patted his arm until the centipede with the bell and the fat man were at a standoff, and finally when I saw the dragon boy, I actually got into the crack in the ground and ran away without looking back.

The strange sound of bells approached, as if there were centipedes with bells on their tails everywhere, and their size was not as perverted as the two giant ironback centipedes they had encountered before.

But the shaking bell is like a sound wave that summons its companions, attracting poisons of all sizes in the vicinity.

I glanced at the dragon boy and the fat man, and then said that this time we really stabbed the centipede nest, and we can't slip away if we don't want to.

I don't know why, what team has such a stupid big guy who always feels a lot more down-to-earth.

The iron shoes under the dragon's feet have been taken off at some point, revealing the thick calluses on the surface of the feet.

The spirit of the little white face has also recovered a lot, but when his gaze stays on an object similar to the palm of his hand, he still shuddered a little.

"The jade hand is missing?"

When I turned around to look for the two of them, I suddenly found that the jade hand that had fallen in the mud pit had disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of anyone else around.

The fat man said that since this thing was a little ominous, it was better to lose it, and I swept my eyes faintly around, and finally stopped at the nearest crack in the ground.

"Is it difficult to let the centipede go?"

I asked myself, and the matter immediately became a mystery in the team, and no one mentioned the jade hand.

It turned out that the dragon boy did encounter the attack of the iron centipede at the end of the team, although he only suffered some minor injuries, but the centipede hole was intricate, and he lost his way because he couldn't keep up with the team if he was not careful.

Eventually, the fat man and I found an exit in a very hidden corner of the cave, and the road under our feet gradually restored to the paving of bluestone bricks.

It seems that it should be back to the scope of Concubine Jin's tomb.

I looked at the dark tunnel in front of me and didn't know where it led, assuming that if there was a map of the ancient tomb of Concubine Jin, a few people would not be so embarrassed.

The cold wind mixed with algae impurities blew towards the front door, carrying a bad smell, and not only that, the tunnel was very narrow, but it was only nearly a meter high.

This had to make a few of us bend over.

I suddenly remembered the resurrected strange stone statue I had seen in the narrow tomb, and I hesitated several times whether I should tell them or not.

The road in front of him became narrower and narrower, and in the end he could almost only move sideways, and it was a little inconvenient for the unconscious Ninth Uncle to be supported by Long Zai.

Until all of a sudden, I vaguely heard the sound of waves crashing in the corridor ahead.

This is already the deepest part of the island, and the intangle mix of karst caves and man-made tombs makes it easy to get lost if you don't leave the group carefully.

"It doesn't seem quite right ahead, so be careful, and if there's any danger, go back the way you came."

The fat man at the front of the line greeted him, and pulled out the dagger at his waist and held it in his hand.

In this confined space, a powerful folding pickaxe is really useless.

This was followed by an extremely steep and damp stone staircase, which spiraled down and was covered with traces of artificial excavation, and faintly visible rotten and clean skeletons, and even shelled snails crawling on it.

The bones of these dead people were twisted, and it seemed that they had died in a terrible state before they died, but they didn't know why they died tragically in the dim corridor.

I recalled that Xiao Baimian had said that the Qin Tomb used mercury as the main means of protecting the tomb, and mercury was very volatile, and if you inhale too much of the human body, you will definitely die.

Could it be that these people were poisoned by mercury, but why are we all okay now?

It wasn't until the sound of the crashing waves in my ears got closer and closer that I finally saw the magnificent scene in front of me.

It was a black sea nearly 100 meters wide, appearing at the end of the narrow corridor, and the surrounding milkstone walls looked like a naturally formed karst cave, and the traces of craftsmen could be faintly seen.

Who would have thought that this tomb of Concubine Jin, which had hollowed out half of the island, would have such a large space inside, and it would be connected to the sea water and become the artificial sea in front of him.

"There's a stele on it."

The fat man turned on the flashlight in his hand to the maximum, stood on the shore and looked at the 100-meter-wide Black Sea, and could vaguely see that a huge stone tablet was standing on the sea.

But the words on it are all seal scripts, and it is difficult to translate them for a while, and when I think of this, I can't help but start to think of Alan Ruo's good again.

If that American girl were here, she would have explained it to us in a few words.