Originally, it was supposed to be eight people, but it was counted into nine by the sixth master.

The master and I looked at the people around me at the same time, and everyone was a normal person, but the number was really nine.

"I'm counting nine."

"Me too."

In unison, everyone said that it was nine people, but when they came down from the cliff, there were only eight, where did they come from?

I couldn't help but feel a little abrupt, everyone was a little confused just now, and I couldn't tell if something would be mixed in.

"Huh? San'er, aren't you guarding on it? How did you get down? ”

Nami suddenly looked at the man standing at the end of the people, and saw that the third child was exactly the same as the one on the cliff, but his eyes were not as divine as ours, but a bit like fish eyes.

Motionless, just standing behind us.

"San'er? How did he come down from such a high cliff? ”

Everyone looked at San'er who was standing at the end, and then, they only felt that there was a gust of wind in the corridor, and San'er, who was originally fishy-eyed, suddenly rushed to the person closest to him, and directly stretched out his hand to pinch his neck.

"Get out of the way!" The sixth master saw this "San'er" raise his foot and kicked towards his body, and the "San'er" was kicked to the ground by the sixth master, but there was no pain, on the contrary, he continued to pounce on us.

"What the hell!" The master snorted, picked up the flashlight and shone it on the face of the "San'er", who bared his teeth directly and roared at us, and at the same time, his hair became longer and longer, growing to the ground, and the black hair seemed to have taken root, slowly spreading towards our feet.

In the cracks of the stones in the corridor, there was his hair, and his figure gradually disappeared, gradually hidden by the long hair.

"Take the fire!" There are a lot of us, even if he is a monster, we may not be afraid, but we just feel that there is suddenly one more person, and our hearts are a little panicked.

The flame was placed in his hair, but the hair was so wet that it could not be lit at all. •

Slowly the long black hair crept up to my feet, and I noticed that this hair was a little weird, and it was very attached, and after wrapping around my ankles, it kept crawling towards my calves and even my thighs.

There was a man who didn't notice the hair that crept up to his waist, and then he saw that the black hair gradually devoured his entire body, and the sixth master also noticed that the man's whole body had been wrapped in most of the hair, so he was so frightened that he hurried over to help.

"Get the damn hair off his body, hurry up!"

"Save me, save me, I don't want to die!"

"Don't move, brother, don't move!"

It wasn't until the hair was up to the chest that everyone realized how serious it was.

Several people all helped him tear off the hair, but this one hair was easier to pull, but a large handful of hair was difficult to tear.

"My hands are bleeding." In order to help him, someone pulled his hair very hard, but the harder he worked, the more the hair was strangled.

Slowly, the hair was as sharp as a knife, leaving blood marks on the fingers and even on the abdomen.

Unable to tear it off with his hands, the master picked up a knife and wanted to cut off those hairs, the knife that was as iron as clay cut off those hairs very easily, the man looked at everyone with an iron face to help him get his hair out, and slowly, his face gradually became normal.

"Thank you, thank you!" The man nodded and thanked us, if it weren't for the master's cleverness, the man would have suffocated to death.

The wet hair seems to have no end, and the "San'er" from before is now nowhere to be seen.

I don't know where I went, as if I had merged with the clump of hair.

Taking a deep breath and feeling the humid air here, the master frowned and looked at the hair, and then looked at the blood silkworm that was already coming over again, and only felt a little panicked in his heart.

The only way is to keep moving forward, otherwise you will die sooner or later.

"Everyone continue to walk forward, those things can't be packed up for the time being." The master said to everyone, everyone almost trotted towards the front, and there was a sound of footsteps in the silent corridor, and at the end of the corridor, there was finally a spacious place outside.

There was nothing, just an open space, not even a single decorated building, and when I looked closely, I realized that there was a passage in the same shape as the one that came in behind me.

Everyone was hesitating, not knowing which way to go next.

"How to go, Sixth Master?." The people who traveled with him turned their heads to look at the sixth master, hoping that the sixth master could show a way.

"I want to go down, this southeast and northwest, the position we came in is south, and then my dad said to go southeast, southeast, who has a compass?"

There is no reference here at all, the master carries a compass with him, and he generously takes out the compass to identify the direction, only to find that the position we are standing in has shifted to the west, and after finding the correct position, we will go inside.

"Listen well, big guys, don't make a sound if you see anything or hear anything, otherwise, if you are arrested, don't blame me!" The sixth master reminded everyone that when he heard that he would be arrested, the big guy's heart naturally lifted up.

Walking into the new Yongdao, I gradually realized that this Yongdao was different from the previous Yongdao.

The reason is that this road is full of stones, and there is not even a place where you can light it, so everyone can only hold a flashlight in their hands to light the road.

The more we walked inside, the stronger the smell of blood became, and soon we arrived at a burial chamber, a very simple burial chamber, with a mural painted around it, and in the center of the mural was a coffin made of stone.

"Found it!" One person said excitedly.

Is this what the Empress's Tomb looks like? I looked at this lonely tomb, and then there was nothing of value around, could it be that the treasures were all in the coffin?

"The Empress's Tomb, I've finally found you!" When the sixth master saw this coffin, he was happy all of a sudden, judging from his performance, could this be the real queen's tomb? It's too shabby!

It stands to reason that the great man who can set the tomb in this place will not be so low-key, no matter how much he needs a portrait to set off his greatness, but there is nothing in front of him.