"Unlikely, if there is no dungeon, where is the corpse? I don't think the Philians would be so bored and make an empty mausoleum. Liu Zheng shook his head and said.

"Then let's look for it." Jack is a man of action, and as he speaks, he taps his hand on the stone walls around him.

Seeing this, everyone also looked for suspicious places.

"I feel like there's a sound in this underground." Raphael pouted and lay on his stomach, his ears pressed against the ground, as if he had made a discovery.

Liu Zheng asked him to get out of the way, and then slammed the ground hard, shaking up a puff of dust.

"It should be empty down there, and you all stand behind me." Liu Zheng said.

When everyone was standing behind him, he pulled out the boy cut, grabbed the handle with both hands, and plunged it vertically into the gap in the ground.

He used all his strength to press down, and Tong Ziche was instantly bent into a U-shape by the huge force.

He kept adjusting his position, testing the weak spots in the ground connection.

Finally, he managed to warp a small crack in the stone brick.

"It's now." He yelled.

The heart of the wolf immediately stepped forward, inserted the thick Yanling knife into the small slit, and jerked it up, widening the gap to two fingers wide.

"Come and help." Liu Zheng roared again.

Jack and Raphael also hurriedly stepped forward, put their hands into the crack and lifted them up vigorously.

Seeing that the weight could still be supported, he withdrew the boy cut and reached out to carry the stone together.

"Hey!" With one last blow, the stone was finally lifted to the side, revealing the passage below.

The entrance to the dungeon is a sand and stone brick-like installation.

Seeing the chute hidden in the darkness and not knowing how long it was, Jack was a little stunned.

"I said, could this be a trap? In fact, at the end of the entrance is a huge monster, and those who enter the dungeon will be sent directly into the monster's belly along this entrance. Jack said nervously.

"Your imagination is too rich, Mr. Jack. No one has been in this mausoleum for hundreds of years, and if there were any monsters, they would have starved to death. Raphael was a little funny.

"Who knows, it's said that it's a monster, maybe it won't die if you don't eat or drink for hundreds of years, just like the spirit turtle in the legend of the East. yes, Wallace. Jack forcibly hardened his mouth, and wanted to pull Liu Zheng to help him endorse.

"It is true that the spirit turtle can not die for thousands of years and not decay for ten thousand years, but it also needs to eat halfway. I'm the first to go down? Liu Zheng ruthlessly debunked Jack's false knowledge, and then looked at the heart of the wolf with an inquiring gaze.

From his personal point of view, he definitely didn't want the wolf's heart to go down first.

But from the objective facts, if there is danger below, the heart of the wolf will definitely be more able to protect itself, while Liu Zhengze has no defense or escape props, and it is easy to give it in vain.

"No, I'll do it first." Sure enough, the heart of the wolf rejected Liu Zheng's immeasurability.

Raphael opened his mouth and held back again.

Although with his strength, he can't see where the heart of the wolf is stronger than Liu Zheng, but the respect that Liu Zheng shows to the heart of the wolf, they all see it in their eyes.

Liu Zheng's strength is beyond the scope of their cognition, and the heart of the wolf naturally can't be treated as an ordinary woman, that is just self-inflicted humiliation.

Wolfheart pulled out a ring-shaped prop and grabbed it in his hand, and sat down on the edge of the entrance.

"Item Name: Bracelet of Resistance"

"Item Level: Rank C"

"Item Effect: When attacked, unleash an aura of resistance that deflects enemies and physical attacks away."

"Number of uses: 2/3"

Looking at the effect of the props, Liu Zheng expressed his real-name envy.

The biggest gap between him and these veteran players is in the props, these simple and practical props are enough to change the tide of the battle and turn the tables on the Jedi, while he can only rely on hard power to fight hard, and efficiency and flexibility are incomparable.

"Push." Wolfheart puts two long legs into the slide.

Liu Zheng moved in response, put his hands on her back and pushed hard, and the wolf's heart fell down the slide with a "swish" and disappeared into the darkness.

The sound of clothes rubbing against the chute grew farther and farther away until it disappeared, as if a real monster was crouching at the end of the chute, swallowing the heart of a wolf into its belly.

The three of them waited with some apprehension, and finally, a sharp whistle came from the darkness.

"She's safe, let's go, let's go down too." Liu Zheng pushed Raphael down.

The whistle just now is a family heirloom of Wolfheart, and it is also a kind of traditional ventriloquism.

It is said that the ancients practiced to a high depth, and when they whistled, half of the people in the city could hear it clearly.

Before going down, the two agreed to use this as a signal, with a long whistle indicating safety, a short whistle indicating an enemy or danger, and an intermittent whistle indicating danger to life.

Sending down Jack again, Liu Zheng sat curled up on the edge of the slide, propped up with both hands, and pushed himself down.

Soon, the four of them converged at the end of the slide.

It is said to be a confluence, but in fact, they can't see the five fingers below, and they can only sense each other's position by breathing.

Raphael pulled out a roll-like object from his bosom and shook it vigorously, and a flame burst out, illuminating everyone's faces.

This thing is called a fire fold, which is a kind of fire-making tool in ancient times, and its bottom is a sickle-shaped piece of iron and flint, as well as folded velvet.

The velvet is made of cotton, nitrate, and leaves, and is easy to light up once it encounters a spark. When used, the flint of the Fire Scythe is struck with a piece of iron, creating a spark, and then lighting the velvet. After igniting, blow a few times and the ignition will be successful.

Wealthy families will also choose sweet potatoes or white potatoes to soak in water until they are thick, then add cotton, reeds, etc. to beat and dry together, and then add flammable substances such as saltpeter and sulfur.

Finally, it is twisted into a rope or a long flat cylinder and placed into a tube made of bamboo. When you need to use fire, open the bamboo tube and shake it gently or blow it.

It was not until the 19th century that France and Germany successively invented modern matches and introduced them to China as "foreign fire" in modern times, and they were gradually eliminated.

But in the world of great navigation, the technique was introduced to Europe by a craftsman and soon became widespread.

Jack also took one out of his arms, and with two fire crackers, the four of them could barely see their surroundings.

"There's something up ahead." Raphael whispered.

Liu Zheng and Wolf's Heart looked over, and a rectangular object loomed in the faint light.

He glanced at each other, took the fire fold from Jack and Raphael, and walked towards the object one after the other.

When I got closer, I saw a stone coffin, placed between two standing statues.

The two statues had scaly ridges carved on their backs, human-like figures, but their heads were fish-like, their eyes were large and protruding, their necks were flanked by gills, and their hands and feet were strangely long and webbed.

They hold a stone harpoon in their hands, facing the middle of the coffin, as if to protect the people in the coffin from sleeping, and as if to prevent the person in the coffin from standing up from the inside.

"I have a hunch that as soon as we touch this coffin, those two harpoons will stab down." Liu Zheng set up a FLAG.

Wolfheart didn't respond to his boring meme, but walked to the right of the coffin.

Liu Zheng didn't care, and walked to the left of the coffin.

The two grabbed the two horns and pushed hard, and the coffin lid carved from the whole rock flew out like paper paste and smashed to the ground.

The blade was as thin as paper, the blade was as wide as snow, and the two knives were unsheathed at the same time, and even if the thigh-thick harpoon pierced it, it had to be cut into two pieces.