After a while, all the surrounding irons had been cut out, and an extra groove a few centimeters wide appeared around the floor tiles. Still didn't need the rest of us to do anything, the two of them inserted weapons from the same side, and together they worked together, and directly lifted the floor tiles.

Ma Daoren waved the dust, as if a hand had invisibly caught the stone slab, turned it over, and gently put it on the ground without a sound.

Under the floor tiles, there is another tunnel, and sure enough, there is something hidden here.

Without further ado, a few of us went down in turn, Ma Dao people took the first step, and a few of us "waste people" were placed in the middle, and Di Erruan was behind.

There are no bricks in the tomb here, they are all filled with bluestone strips, arranged neatly, and without exception, the molten iron is filled with joints, which is extremely strong. If it weren't for the iron I saw just now, I would have wondered how this place would have come in.

"Is this the main burial chamber?" I asked Ma Daoren. In my perception, this tunnel may be the real tomb tunnel, and I am all too familiar with the structure of the tomb tunnel connecting the burial chamber.

"Maybe, we'll find out when we go inside." Ma Daoren did not look back, but continued to look for a way to get in. It seems that he is not completely sure about this place.

At this time, Xiao Shirong, who had been quiet for a long time, finally decided to come out and show his hand, he walked in front of everyone, and waved his sleeve at Shimen, and a burst of fog filled out.

In addition, the tunnels here are very narrow and only allow one person to pass through, which gives people a sense of oppression, and every time I walk to such a place, I still worry that it will suddenly collapse.

Then go inside, about ten meters, there are some imitation wooden structure paintings in the tomb, look around, as if walking in a wooden corridor, you can see flowers and beasts on both sides. This kind of shadow wooden structure may be the earliest in the country, right? Perhaps it was the great painter Yan Liben who had such a creative idea to process the tomb of the deceased into such an interesting corridor. Perhaps it was such an initiative that was learned by other participating craftsmen, so that later generations competed to imitate it, making so many amazing discoveries in Jinshi Studies.

This tunnel is still much shorter than the one above, and after walking for a short time, we came to a relatively wide space, and in front of us was a stone gate that looked very heavy.

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I also remembered that the Xiao family's Rao had indeed used this kind of thing before, but Xiao Shirong's was much stronger than theirs, and there was no need to punch holes and pour it in. This thing can be called by Ma Dao people, and the two of them have not had a holiday, who will believe it?

"Don't be stunned, let's go." Xiao Shirong turned around and looked at all of us, with mockery and disdain on his face again. But the funny thing is that Xiao Shirong may not have the courage to walk first, or wait for Ma Daoren to enter first before following in.

There's not a lot of space in it, not even an ear room, just this one space. At a glance, I saw the big coffin in the middle position, and a group of us surrounded it.

The others were very clever and hurriedly took a few steps back, and I reacted a few steps back to a safe distance.

Within a few seconds, the stone began to melt, and soon, the holes in the stone door, which looked like it were more than twenty centimeters thick, broke out, and then grew larger and larger until it was accessible to people

"The Xiao family's fossils are really worthy of their reputation." Ma Daoren smiled.

Ma Daorao's eyes were still sharp, he should have seen something on the coffin, stepped on the jade platform, and took it down, it was a stone letter.

It didn't take much effort for Ma Daoren to open it, and when we all took a closer look, it should be something similar to a jade book.

Ma Daoren took it out and threw the stone letter aside. Turning over the jade book, there are only a few lines of poetry written in it, and the poem says: "High-rise buildings rise from dangerous places, and the golden coffin can detain demons." Don't look outside the building, and the road to life leads to the sky. "We were confused.

The coffin was so big that the six of us had more than enough to stand on, and the top of the coffin was no longer above our heads. At the bottom is a layer of stone slabs about 30 centimeters thick, which have been delicately carved by craftsmen to resemble dragons. On top of it, there is also a layer of carved jade platform of the same thickness, forming two steps. I scolded my mother in my heart, sure enough, such a large piece of jade was occupied by these feudal rulers. But I soon found out that something was wrong, since this mausoleum was not completed, Taizong was not buried here, and this piece of jade must be worth a lot of money, so how could it stay here? Could it be that the source of demonic energy is...

There was a coffin on the jade platform, which seemed to be closed, and the face was wrapped in a layer of bright vermilion paint, on which in addition to some decorative gilt lines, there were also very dazzling Yangjia charms, which strengthened my thoughts.

My heart is beating faster, could it be that I have gone back to the grave so much, and I am finally going to open the coffin once? And it's still a youkai inside.

When they heard this, they also climbed up to the coffin, drew their blades with swiftness, and plunged them into the middle of the coffin. Then, the two of them rotated clockwise at the same time, wiping around like a cutter before putting away their weapons.

Seeing this, Ma Daoren glanced at them, and the two immediately understood, and the three of them dragged the coffin cover together.

I was very nervous, afraid that at this point, something would come out of it. Fortunately, nothing happened until they put the lid on the ground.

"I don't know who wrote it, and it's not very smooth." On the side of Ma Daoren, he picked up the stone letter from the ground, stuffed the jade book back into it, and then put it aside, ignoring it. I know he's trying to open the coffin.

I don't know if it's because of the high power of the arts, or if I have put life and death out of the way, Ma Daoren was not afraid at all, worried, hesitated, stepped on the jade platform again, and started to lift the lid of the coffin.

But the energy is not enough, and the heavy coffin cover is actually untouched. He didn't bend down and looked at the seams again, and picked at the Yang Sword and the Earth Knife with his hand: "It turned out that there was a row of coffin nails, no wonder it couldn't be opened." Come and help. ”

Although I had been looking at the nails of the coffin just now, the direction of the coffin was already very eye-catching. I looked over, good fellow, inside the lacquer coffin was a big coffin of pure gold! The oil light that came out of it shone on the faces of everyone present. And around this golden coffin, there is also a wandering air that is like nothing. I don't know if it's some kind of seal.

I soon realized that if I didn't take this kind of thing with me, I must not be able to take it with me like Yutai, otherwise no matter how wide the emperor is, he will not easily leave these two priceless things in the unfinished mausoleum. Moreover, apart from the coffin, there are no burial goods around. It seems that this golden coffin and jade platform were specially left to us.

"How's it going?" I asked Ma Daoren.

I followed everyone and stepped on the jade platform to take a look, good guy, between the coffin cover and the coffin, the coffin nails were densely nailed, one by one, not neat, and there were crooked in either direction, which can be described as a staggered tooth.

Where else did this happen, and it was a great disrespect to the deceased to be so nail-eyed at a glance. So, although we have long known that the coffin was not the original owner of this tomb, this discovery confirms this once again.

Everyone else must have thought of this as well, but their attention was more focused on the coffin inside the coffin.

This gave me a step, and I went down and stood beside him, but my eyes refused to take my eyes off the top of the golden coffin.

Ma Daoren saw that I had already walked away, Xiao Shirong may not have been too lazy to pay attention to it, and only nodded slightly to the Yang Sword and the Earth Knife, and the two of them understood and immediately put on a posture. If something came out of the coffin, they could attack it as soon as possible.

Everything was ready to stop, and Ma Daoren finally began to open the coffin. Sure enough, his first goal was to cast a spell to break through the swimming qi around the golden coffin.

"Open, it has to be opened." Then, he swept the dust and was about to do something, but he stopped again and said to me: "Senior brother, you better go down first to avoid it, we don't know what it is, in case the time comes, you ..."

This makes me so good that I am not embarrassed, although it is true, and it is also for my good, and I may be the least capable of dealing with sudden accidents when I am present, but I am ashamed of this.

After all, Uncle Ye was still a little closer to me, and he could see my thoughts, so he walked down from the jade platform first, and said to me: "Come here, Zhou Hua, he has to be right, they are more sure of dealing with this kind of thing, we can't help anything."

As he pinched and chanted the mantra, the already thin wandering qi gradually disappeared without a trace. My heart is really something that has been passed down from their Yang family.

He paused, observed all the surroundings again, and made sure that everyone was in place, and he threw the dust with his right hand, draped it over his right shoulder, and kept chanting in his mouth, and his left hand gradually made a grasping shape in front of him. Although I had been focusing on the coffin, I was not distracted to watch his miraculous process.

After a while, the golden coffin and the lacquer coffin outside began to tremble. I was shocked, there wouldn't be anything in it that felt the mana and started to make a difference, right?

After a while, the lid of the golden coffin seemed to be slowly opened by an invisible hand, presumably because of Ma Daorao's skill.

Gradually, the crack began to get bigger, and the lid of the coffin became higher and higher, and I did not dare to slack off in the slightest.