Thousands of tons of mercury gathered in one place in the underground palace, volatile forever. 【Latest chapter reading. Probably this is enough to discourage the tomb robbers, mercury is colorless and odorless when it volatilizes, who can get one or two? If you really run into this troublesome thing, it will be a big loss, and you will not be able to put your own life into it, and there will be nothing.

He walked around the connecting rooms, crouching down and touching the dirt on the floor, some of which was dry and yellow, others wet and red. He Fatzi held a handful of dry soil in one hand, squatted on the ground and threw the lighter, the blue flame rushed straight up, the performance of this lighter is very good, durable and windproof. He brought the flames close to the soil, and then he had a spectrum in his heart, and mysteriously picked up a small pebble on the ground and smashed it at Mu Xichen, "Old Mu, look, it is indeed the heavens and the earth!." ”

Mu Xichen turned around, sleepiness swept over his upper body, and his two eyelids were fighting. Maybe he also had a mental struggle with Zitong, presumably Kemu was the same as him, his brain was tired, and he didn't have any strength at all, and he just wanted to sleep well. But the fat man's voice was waking him up, and he must not be able to sleep this time.

He forced his eyelids, tried to divert his attention, looked at the fat man with interest and said, "So I still have to go down...... This just took advantage of his mind, "The figure is in twos and twos, and the strong masculine ......" Even if the dust doesn't want to go down, it is helpless.

Mu Xichen touched the tip of his nose, turned over from the stone platform and walked to the carved wood, he seemed to laugh, and rubbed the carved wood on the side of his shoulder, "I have to go out anyway, or the master will teach me one or two life-saving techniques first?" This has a bit of a Shanxi accent, although Chenzi is not a native of Xi'an, and he can be regarded as half a Xi'an person who has lived for more than ten years.

It was still nearly night, and the dawn of dawn was still early, and if it hadn't been for the time on the table below, he would have almost thought that they had been in this place for two or three days.

I looked at my left arm in a daze, the originally stiff arm is now a lot looser, and the muscles are relaxed and softer, but there are many miserable white spots on my hands, and I don't know what the sequelae are.

Mu Xichen rubbed his worried eyes, and looked at He Fatzi in a trance, "Fatty, lead the way." The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and he said to the fat man in a harmonious voice, besides, what he wanted to find most had not yet arrived. Some people say that the immortal golden pill is a legend that does not exist at all, but his intuition tells him that the thing must exist, not that the dust is empty and has illusions, this world where even ghosts can exist, why can't there be an immortal golden pill?

The fat man scratched the back of his head and snapped his hat back onto his head. He squeezed a bitter gourd face and hesitated: "But ...... There may be a lot of corpse worms on this road. ”

"Corpse bugs?" Mu Xichen glanced around, the walls and floors were all made of bricks and stones, but there were a few corners left on the ground that were not sealed, and the soil drilled out of the land certainly helped them a lot.

If you really follow the character of the fat man, if he encounters this kind of thing that concerns his own little life, it will be almost the same if he picks up one or two treasures.

The He family's golden hand can't be stopped!

The fat man made a difficulty, and when he was fighting, he was almost chased and bitten to death by a group of corpse insects. The stench of corpses in the dirt was even stronger than before, and I almost poisoned him to death when I smelled it just now.

Mu Xichen turned his gaze to the carved wood, only to see him standing quietly in place, with a musket dripping with water droplets hanging from his trouser pocket. I don't know if it was because of the water or if his sweat soaked his clothes and slid down his skin.

The musket had a large opening and could hold only three marbles: two iron marbles and one blasting round.

In addition to finding the immortal golden pill, Chenzi also had an idea, he wanted to find a way to get the carved wood to accept him as an apprentice. If it was before, the old man would definitely not let him come into contact with these things, but now this very powerful man has dealt with him several times, perhaps it is fate, this man named Carved Wood must be a turning point in his life.

Remember? His grandfather had left him a box carved with a flower, containing a wordless sheepskin scroll, a black crystal pendant, and a mahogany bracelet.

Of course, Mu Xichen recalled that his blood seemed to make the poisonous insects retreat, and he didn't know why, maybe it was the white light in ** that changed him.

Kemu held the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "That jade seal is a secret gift from the first emperor to Jinxiang, you actually took it, and it is not strange that Yingzheng knows that he has stripped you of a layer of skin."

The fat man covered his mouth and giggled, he patted his round belly, "It's not for nothing that we touch the golden hand, I want to ...... back then."

"Okay, you fat man! I didn't even tell me about this work a long time ago! Mu Xichen suddenly reacted, and he pointed at the tip of He Fatzi's nose. It was very cold in the dungeon at night, and after a little rest, the water on his body before was not dry, and it was still wet on his skin.

The fat man sneezed, and his bruised nose hit the tips of Chenzi's fingers, and he screamed in pain and jumped straight up the room.

"It hurts the baby! Shepherd the dust, you have no conscience! I didn't tell me that I knew there was a ghost since I was a child! ”

Chenzi glared, everyone didn't believe in ghosts in the world, and he couldn't think of anyone else who was so superstitious except for this dead fat man.

That's what he thought before he went to the grave, how did he say it? When I was young, I was not sensible, and no one listened to what I said, so it was better not to say it. It's good to know in my heart, and I don't know that those things must be ghosts, and then until the old man shook his ass and left, leaving him with some messy things, so that he mistakenly thought that he had been poisoned by corpses, and whimsically wanted to get the immortal golden pill.

It was almost from the incident of the Split-Lip Girl that he really accepted the idea that there are ghosts in the world.

But the more you learn, the more you discover. It's out of control, people are always curious, and insatiable, and the dust can't go against the world, always want to find out, but intuition has always told him: Immortal Jin Dan is not a legend.

After experiencing the ** thing, he realized that he might be a blessing in disguise, and the thing in his left hand may not be corpse poison, in short, after that time, he felt that the blood of the whole person had been changed, and it became fearful of those corpse insects.

He quibbled, spreading his hands and looking helpless: "How do I know those things are ghosts, I haven't gone through so much to finally figure out a rough idea."

He Fatzi shook his dusty hair, with a questioning expression, he snorted coldly and picked up the things that fell on the ground, turned around and walked towards the other entrances, "You are just there blindly, no one taught you that you can break the golden terracotta array?" ”

"I'm going to it, I'll change my surname to Mu if I can't tell me!"

Chenzi didn't want to fight for what was wrong, shrugged his shoulders and walked to keep up with the fat man's pace, and when he walked, he suddenly paused and pointed to the carved wood blankly, "You are like this...... Isn't it cold? ”

Kemu raised his eyelids and barely glanced at him, a pair of dead fish eyes made Mu Xichen uncomfortable.

He sneezed a few times, "Emma, it's so cold in this dungeon, dead fat man wait for me!" ”

Kemu looked at them as they walked away, and a very strange mood arose in his heart. Whenever he approached Mu Xichen, he always felt very uncomfortable.

Sneer.

Why do you always unconsciously want to save him again and again, but regret it after saving him.

originally looked down on him so much, but he actually had the urge to accept him as an apprentice!

Kemu covered his face with mixed feelings, he really wanted to see how ridiculous his expression was now?

Carrying a sword to keep up with the two men, the dark and dry passage did not know where it led. He looked at the murals on both sides of the tomb, which were dyed with thousand-year-old pigment and had not faded yet.

This mural is very large, and the long tomb wall is full of magical stories from thousands of years ago, including the appearance of a divine dragon in the sacrifice of Qin Shi Huang, and the picture of him swallowing the immortal golden pill and ascending to heaven to live forever......

Mu Xichen touched these murals and admired them carefully in the faint light of the lighter.

He bumped the fat man's soft stomach with his elbow, "Eh, do you think Qin Shi Huang is really not dead?" ”

Chenzi's eyebrows were raised, and he was happy.

Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng wanted to practice the immortal golden pill to gain immortality, which is a well-known thing. But it is also something that everyone thinks is impossible, but Chenzi thinks that it is not impossible to be alive.

The fat man squinted at Mu Xichen disdainfully, and his expression was so rich that it made people look funny. He leaned over his face to look at it carefully, and reached out to touch those wonderful pictures.

Then he straightened his waist and was even more disdainful, "Cut, this old man has been dead for thousands of years." How could it be that he didn't die? Jin Dan or something, how is it possible? ”

While talking about the fat man, he walked forward, looked east and west, and it was nothing more than some murals of Yingzheng's life, recording major important events.

Soon the mural attracted the attention of the fat man, and the wall depicted a woman in a white dress, with hands like soft wattles, skin like clotted fat, collar like a grub, teeth like a rhinoceros, a moth with a moth eyebrow, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes.

A great beauty, this woman is wearing a holy white dress, with a casual smile in the corner of her eyes. She was holding a jade seal in her hand, which was the one that Ying Zhengzeng had given her.

On the left is a closed coffin with a square gap at the closure and a small trap drawn directly underneath.

The fat man looked familiar, but he couldn't tell what it was for a while.

Carved wood walked to the front, and at the end of the corridor there seemed to be a loud noise, which gradually expanded, like thousands of insects squeezing in.

Kemu froze his figure, his face did not change, and he said lightly: "The corpse worm is here......

He Fatzi smelled this sky-high stench and naturally knew what it was, he pinched his nose and shouted, "Mom, Mom! I'm going to die, so I'll say don't come down! ”

The fat man was covered by the dust before he finished his ramblings, "Dead fat man, do you know now that you are afraid of what you are doing early?" He flicked the fat man's forehead hard, regardless of whether he was hurt or not.

The fat man pursed his lips and tried to retreat in annoyance, but was clung to by the dust.

"You're not afraid you'll stay here!"

Mu Xichen turned his eyes to look at Carved Wood, straightened his expression and said seriously: "Carved Wood, do you have any way?"

Kemu clenched the long sword in his hand and thought about it. His eyes slanted at the two of them, "I didn't say I would protect you......"

The fat man was trying to pull Mu Xichen and run away quickly, but the corpse insects had already rushed over, and it was estimated that the smell of corpses on their bodies attracted the corpse insects.

Kemu stood in the middle of the tomb, and he quietly looked at the fat man and Mu Xichen.

Mu Xichen's face was a little hesitant, but he quickly calmed down. I have already made a plan in my mind what to do.

What is really unbelievable is that those corpse insects actually took a detour after meeting the carved wood, and they would never touch him in the slightest!