As the "creaking" sound in mid-air became louder and louder, Mu Zifeng estimated that the suspended warrior was about to attack again.

Mu Zifeng lay on the ground and quickly crawled forward. He was going to return the same way, but when he thought that the way back might not be safe, "Xu Daring" had just disappeared, and it was estimated that he was also unlucky, and it was better to simply explore to the end and see what the owner of the tomb was.

Sure enough, as Mu Zifeng expected, the suspended warriors have been flying around their heads, some holding big swords, some with spears horizontally, if this performance is like a circus outside, it is breathtaking. But in the dark dungeon, this is enough to scare the faint of heart half to death.

After climbing thirty meters, the suspended warriors no longer appeared, Mu Zifeng shone a flashlight, and those warriors formed a huge nine-square grid, just like the ancient military array. But the military formation is flawed, and this military formation is on the left and right sides.

On the left and right sides are the dead ends of the attack of the suspended samurai, Mu Zifeng remembered in his heart, after all, he still has to go back to this road, he doesn't want to climb back slowly with a bunch of stinky feet hanging in the air.

When he was crawling on the ground, Mu Zifeng felt like a snake, and the most relief carvings on the murals of the underground palace were snakes and goshawks, which reminded him of that nightmare, which had been lingering for all those years.

Suddenly, some strange sounds lingered in He Yiming's ears.

"Sizzle, sizzle." Under the illumination of the strong flashlight, Mu Zifeng found that he was actually in a snake nest, surrounded by "sizzling" sounds, and even the roof of the tomb was hovering with countless spotted pit vipers, they stared greedily at Mu Zifeng, and a green light appeared in the snake's eyes, surrounding Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng hurriedly picked up the sapper shovel and cut off several pit vipers that flew over at once, and green blood splashed on his coat.

However, more pit vipers circled around Mu Zifeng, dancing mystically as if performing an ancient sacrifice, ready to enjoy this feast of human flesh at any time.

Mu Zifeng knows that it is useless to resist, I am afraid that my life will be explained here. It's just that his father was not found, his mother had no support, and he regretted it until he died, and he had to resist to the end.

But two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that there are so many snakes. Gradually, he was about to lose his strength, and suddenly, a huge force pushed Mu Zifeng forward, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

The snakes suddenly surrounded them and made an attacking stance.

The sapper shovel flew to the side, and Mu Zifeng shouted in his heart that it was terrible, it seemed that he was going to die here, but who was pushing me just now, I really couldn't look at it.

But the snakes did not attack immediately, Mu Zifeng took the opportunity to climb up, but looked behind him again, and it was empty.

"This is an evil sect!" Mu Zifeng thought, I don't have any weapons in my hands, why don't they dare to get on it. He then pointed at the group of snakes and yelled: "Evil animals, come and bite the master, the master is waiting for you." Those snakes stared at Mu Zifeng, just circling, but they had no intention of attacking.

Mu Zifeng simply took a step forward, but he didn't expect the snakes to retreat one after another. Mu Zifeng found that the piece of red jade floating on his chest glowed red in the dark night.

It was a piece of red flame jade, the only memorial left to him by his father, and he fell just now, just when he fell and just threw the jade pendant out of his underwear.

Could it be that this group of snakes is afraid of the red flame and fiery jade? Thinking of this, he pointed the jade behind him again, and the snakes also retreated several meters.

So, Mu Zifeng grabbed the jade in his hand, and all the way forward, the snakes scattered one after another, Mu Zifeng had never been so magical, and he was a little fluttering.

When Mu Zifeng didn't see the intersection of the turn anymore, he knew that when he came to the end of the underground palace, a huge coffin of more than one foot was lying there horizontally.

In front of the coffin was carved a pair of eagles, each of which spit out a snake head from its mouth, and there was a strange fire on the snake's head.

Mu Zifeng knew that it was an ever-bright lamp, and it was generally used as a wick from fish oil in the deep sea, which could be kept for thousands of years.

He stepped forward and found that the coffin lid had been discarded aside, and the coffin was actually a "yellow intestine inscription".

"Yellow intestine inscription" is to wrap the coffin with different wood, the innermost layer is the high-grade nanmu, followed by pine, in turn, the more noble the owner, the more layers of the package.

In this way, there is no doubt that the owner of the tomb must be the emperor of Great Xia. But which emperor designed such a sophisticated mechanism, this underground palace has become his big tent in the army.

"If you don't do it, you don't stop it", Mu Zifeng simply turned his heart sideways, and when he went up, he had to see the true face of the tomb owner, Lushan. But this sight completely disgusted him to death, and a group of spotted pit vipers were entwined together, spitting letters towards Mu Zifeng.

"Strange. It seems that this tomb has been stolen. Take a look at the artifacts that remain. Mu Zifeng stretched out his hand holding the red flame jade into the coffin, and the group of snakes seemed to be burned by fire, and they immediately fled in all directions and disappeared.

To Mu Zifeng's disappointment, he only saw something similar to bird bones and snake bones, but there were no bones. This is really strange, is it that the coffin lid has been opened, and someone has already stolen the treasure in the coffin? But even if a tomb robber steals treasure, doesn't he even spare the bones of the tomb owner?

Mu Zifeng was about to turn over the sapper shovel again, and a faint voice sounded coldly:

Don't touch, go quickly, there are ghosts.

This really frightened Mu Zifeng, in the huge underground palace, hearing such a sentence for no reason, his body suddenly felt numb, and goosebumps crawled all over his body.

"Who are you?" Mu Zifeng shouted boldly, and the empty echo could not be dispersed for a long time.

There was no answer, only wisps of green smoke rising from the other side of the coffin, which looked very strange.

"It's a blessing, it's not a curse, it's a curse, you can't avoid it." Mu Zifeng grabbed the sapper shovel and walked around step by step, but he didn't see a ghost.

How could that sound be groundless, Mu Zifeng took a closer look and found that there was a pile of broken ash in the lower right corner of the coffin.

"It's not going to be ashes." Mu Zifeng's scalp tingled for a while, but he quickly denied his thoughts, and he saw an unburned piece of paper in the broken ashes, about the size of a palm, oval shape, with a line of words written on it that seemed to be the Great Xia Kingdom.

Mu Zifeng was in no mood to translate, but he instinctively stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket, if he could get out alive this time, at least as a commemoration of the first archaeology. Mu Zifeng carefully observed the pile of ashes again, and it was clear that the paper was burned to ashes. He touched it, the residual temperature was still there, and what was even more strange was that there was a cigarette butt in the ash, and when he picked it up, the tail of the cigarette butt was printed with "East Gate".

"Isn't this the Great East Gate?" Mu Zifeng shouted. "Dadongmen" is a kind of tobacco produced in Liaodong. The smell of smoke is strong, very punchy, few people like to smoke, but once addicted, you can't quit. In the archaeological team, the one who likes this cigarette the most is actually Huang Shijin, Mu Zifeng has always felt that he is not worthy of this cigarette.

Could it be that Huang Shijin is not dead? Mu Zifeng felt that the sweat on his body had soaked his clothes. He figured that the voice wasn't trying to hurt him anyway. Now that nothing has been found, it is better to go back and report to the archaeological team.

Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng turned around and walked back, every step he took, he always felt that something was following him, but when he turned around, he didn't see anything.

Maybe it's the snakes, it's really haunting. Mu Zifeng scolded secretly.

When Mu Zifeng saw the suspended warrior again, he entered through the shengmen on one side, but was surprised to find that Huang Shijin's body was gone. At this time, Mu Zifeng couldn't control it so much, he just wanted to return to it as soon as possible and spread the news.

Mu Zifeng endured his fatigue and walked for a long time, but he never reached the entrance of the cave. He looked at his watch, and it had been one hour since he had last looked at it, and that was when he found that Huang Shijin's body was missing.

It stands to reason that he should have walked out earlier, but why is he still here?

Did you encounter the legendary "ghost hitting the wall"?

"Ghost hitting the wall" is called a little ghost interception in the folk, which mostly occurs in tombs and mass graves, and the little ghost makes you unable to get out, and finally the real qi is exhausted and dies in it. The more Mu Zifeng walked, the more he felt that his steps were heavy, and it was possible that his soul was really going to be hooked by the little ghost.

He thought back to those two nightmares, and in the midst of the nightmare, he felt a group of flying snakes pounce on him. "Ahh Mu Zifeng accidentally tripped over something and fell to the ground suddenly, hurting his arms and knees.