The stone door is very huge, about two meters and a half, the whole stone door is almost a square, a gap is opened in the middle, and the hinges on both sides are reinforced with stones, which have been covered with various patterns.

Because of the state of the tomb, it was easy for us to enter this stone door, and the fat man continued to act as a pioneer, with our help, squeezed in through the gap in the stone door, and he went in, and the rest of us naturally wouldn't be too troublesome, one helped the other, and in less than two minutes, they were all in the corridor inside the stone gate.

The door seemed to be stuck, and although we had a lot of tossing, the stone door remained untouched. Entering the corridor, we immediately found that the tap stone that fell on the top of the corridor, the big stone was almost the size of half a fat man, and now the tomb has turned over, and the tap stone has no longer its effect, and it will no longer block the tomb door.

There was nothing else here, and we didn't stop there, so we drifted deeper along the road, which was very long, and the identity of the owner of the tomb had begun to arouse my suspicions.

The vassal king, it seems unlikely, Emperor Jianwen began, vigorously cutting the domain, almost let Zhu Yuanzhang's sons die, and then Zhu Di was forced to turn against his nephew because of this, but the cutting of the domain still did not stop. The Ming Dynasty was also famous for its wealth, and the Fan kings were all tight, and they didn't dare to complain, once there was an abnormality, even if they left their fiefdoms without authorization, they could let the local officials and the officials in the court participate in a book. So much so that some of the descendants of the vassal kings until the end of the Ming Dynasty, some have almost fallen to the bottom of the begging for food.

So it was definitely the emperor who could build such a magnificent tomb, but after the Ming Dynasty moved the capital, weren't the emperors all buried in the Ming Tombs? How could anyone who didn't have a long eye move his tomb out of the imperial tomb and build it here.

There is nothing in the corridor that can show the identity of the owner of the tomb, I don't know if it is the corrosion of the water or there is no original, the wall of the corridor is completely bare, nothing can be seen, the wall is the same as the outer spiritual hall, it is built with bricks, the wall is very smooth, the building specifications are very high, if it is not because it is flooded, there is absolutely no gap to the touch.

The road is about more than 20 meters, and there is not as much disturbance as in the spirit hall before, so the water is relatively clear, and we are not as bottomless as we were in the main hall before.

Seeing that a stone door appeared a few meters in front of me, I thought that I would have to make some effort to drill the crack in the door, but I found that there was no door panel in the stone door frame in front of me, and the door frame had been deformed, and the stone door panel was estimated to have collapsed long ago.

It didn't take much effort, a group of people arrived at the edge of the door frame, the stone door frame was pitch black, even the headlamp could not see anything clearly, this place was not nothing, leaning on the door frame, close to the direction of the road, there was a stone slab placed abruptly, it was not a cracked stone door, the stone slab was obviously much thinner, and the square was not at all like a large object that was broken down.

No one dared to approach the darkness behind the door frame alone, and a few people were crowded on the edge of the corridor, which was already able to move the stone slab, and we all wanted to see what was going on, and the fat man had moved the stone slab to the corridor while splashing in the water.

When the undercurrent stirred by the action of the fat man at the bottom of the water dispersed, I returned to the crowd, this is a stone slab only one inch thick, the traces of artificial polishing are very obvious, this thing does not seem to be in this tomb, the workmanship is very rough, only a shape is polished, no other processes are done.

This slate is not light, to say that on the ground, it will take a little effort, but in the water, although it is only borrowed a little buoyancy, but after all, the water still helps the fat man, and the slate is turned over several times.

Waiting for Master Ma to pull the fat man, he stopped, Master Ma's legs fluttered to the fat man, he rubbed his hand on the stone slab twice, and the things deposited on it were rubbed down by Master Ma a few times, the water flooded here I don't know how long, there was a layer of black bath on the slate, looking at Master Ma's appearance, I was disgusted for a while, but disgusting was disgusting, and immediately what I saw on the slate still made me get closer to a few people immediately.

There are words on the slate, and we have walked a long way in, and we have not found any text or narrative murals, so it is still a little gratifying to see it now.

I glanced at the timer of the oxygen cylinder, and it was less than a fifth, and there were not many words on the slate, so the time could still be delayed. Master Ma cleaned up slowly with his hands, so he directly took off the rope buckle in front of his waist, rubbed the rope buckle a few times, and the fat man grabbed him.

"Just be able to see clearly, let's not archaeology, don't waste time." The fat man glanced at the board for Master Ma, and quickly brushed the board back to white.

We helped Master Ma to light, and Master Ma looked at it twice one by one in order from right to left, and then turned his head and asked the fat man to cross the board in his hand.

"This is an epitaph, and the owner of the tomb is a Wuju man who has been in Xuande for three years. This tomb is this Wuju person. ”

Glancing at the handwriting written by Master Ma, I felt that this matter was a little strange, it was impossible, although a person could already enter the court as an official at that time, but his net worth could be rich to this extent, he would be more greedy than Yan Song, but if he looked at the official position, he knew that there was no such possibility, and being a corrupt official in the Ming Dynasty was a high-risk profession, and it was impossible for someone to retreat.

The epitaph naturally can't be only these, although the epitaph is very simple, but the above must be the deeds and achievements of the main family, I turned my head and prepared to let Master Ma continue to write, and at a glance, he had already written the back part.

"It said that this move was unlucky, and he had already been ranked for an official position in the Ministry of War that year, but in the winter of the same year, before he could report on his work, he died because of the wind and cold, and he was only thirty-two years old."

I didn't wait for others to finish reading, so I grabbed the pen and wrote in the blank space of the board: "You read it wrong, this person has not become an official, and he can still live in such a luxurious mausoleum, it is impossible." ”

Master Ma watched me finish writing, and watched for several seconds before turning his head to look at me, his expression was a little panicked, and he looked around again at his location, and then moved his gaze back to the stone slab where the epitaph was engraved.

Master Ma looked at it for a long time, not only to study the text, but he also turned over this slate and looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly let go of the hand holding the slate, slapped it violently, and quickly wrote on the handwriting board: "This thing is not in the same tomb, and the epitaph does not match the tomb where we are now." ”

"Could it be the grave robber who dug the hole to do it, or the grandson who wanted to disgust his later peers?" The fat man followed Master Ma and wrote under his words.

Master Ma shook his head several times in the water, but he couldn't figure it out. The epitaph was of little value to those of us, so it was thrown away by the fat man. The things written on the epitaph are actually very simple, the stone slab is a very ordinary stone slab, it can be seen from the material alone, and it is not the same grade as this tomb. The writing of the epitaph is not very elegant, and it can be seen that the person who wrote it is also a half-ass.

The owner of this epitaph is named Liu Jing, born in the twenty-eighth year of Hongwu, his father is a hundred households, and the family is not rich, but compared with ordinary people, there is still not much lack of food and clothing. Because of the influence of his father's military service, he also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and took a wife at the age of sixteen, because his father only had one single seedling, so he was extremely doting, so he was thirty-two years old before he mixed into the martial arts township test, this matter can be regarded as the biggest thing in this person's life, and it is also the last thing, so this matter accounts for almost one-third of the entire article, Liu Jing got a martial arts because of the ability he has practiced since he was a child, but the sad thing is that at the end of the same year, he somehow suffered from a cold, and died not long after.

I haven't been able to get out of these ways, why there is another person's epitaph in this tomb, thinking back to the appearance of the stone slab where the epitaph was carved just now, it doesn't look like it was done by man, but thinking about it, there is really no other possibility.

We were very careful all the way, mainly because we were afraid of the strange-looking little water ghost, but all the way here, we didn't even see its shadow, and we didn't know if it had escaped from other gaps or water holes, or if it had simply let the fat man's detonator blow up a long time ago, and now it was lying at the bottom of the water in the spirit hall, and we just didn't find it just now.

Six people hesitated at the door frame for a long time, before someone stepped into the soles of half a foot, it was too dark inside, it was estimated that it was almost the front hall, and the space in the tomb must be very large, so even if we six headlamps went to shine together, it couldn't illuminate much space.

The hind foot stepped on the door frame and left the Yongdao, and in an instant my feet were empty, in the Yongdao I had already touched the skill of floating in the water, so I didn't fall, Master Ma was pulled hard by me, waving his arms on all fours, and the others because of him, were not able to float in the water, and finally saw that Master Ma was really not good, only a few people supported him, and finally barely kept us at the same height.

"Go straight, let's go directly to the back room, go straight to the Yellow Dragon, and those things in the hall are dead, let's empty his coffin directly." The fat man shook the board in front of a few of us, and a row of people nodded their heads, and we pulled each other and swam in the direction of the opposite side of the road

The tomb here is even more bottomless than the one that makes the spiritual hall, the water doesn't look muddy, but it doesn't shine too far, and the light is completely black after that, and the other shadows in the tomb are not seen. We are like floating in the endless void of the universe, cold and dark nothingness, there is almost eighty percent similarity.

After patting the water in the dark for a long time, I felt that I had advanced at least fifty meters, but I still didn't even see the walls of the tomb, let alone the door to the back room. I already felt that something was wrong, but out of ignorance of this place, I still held the idea that I would soon be able to see the Yongdao Gate, but after another half a minute, the fat man also felt that something was wrong, and slapped the water forward a few times, and stopped in place.