The foreigners were completely in a state of madness, a shuttle of bullets was missed, and they were still desperately pulling the trigger, and the hollow snapping sound of the firing pin was so weird. I understand their feelings, even if they are mercenaries who have seen through life and death and come down from the battlefield, they will never be able to accept this extremely strange scene here.

The beard stepped forward and picked up the rifle on the ground, pulled the bolt with a click, and looked back at a few foreigners with disdain: "Waste of bullets." ”

Dad said, "Everyone follow me, we must find the body quickly, otherwise we will all suffer." As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the bloodstains, and the mist couldn't help but retreat as Daddy moved, and the ones behind him surrounded us, always keeping a distance from us, and it felt like the mist was alive.

Hu Zi was surprised: "Are these fucking fogs a spell for people, why are they so difficult?" ”

I shook my head: "It seems that this fog is very similar to the miasma in the tropical rainforest, but it is not a gas, but a microorganism suspended in the air, and the huge number forms a haze." ”

Several foreigners tensed their nerves while vigilantly circling around, and while breaking out in a cold sweat, Yu Su was caught in the middle by everyone, and followed his father slowly according to the bloodstains.

There are more than two golden silk nanmu pillars here, one will appear every dozen steps, I know that Qianlong's mausoleum only has a dozen nanmu pillars, there will be so many here, it is really rare in the world, and even more, in the fog that we can't see, there may be more golden silk nanmu pillars, although this Changliuhou is not the emperor, but it is far more than the emperor.

Changliuhou, I have always put all my experience on my father, and I have never systematically learned about Changliuhou, but with my existing historical knowledge, I am sure that there should be no such person in the official historical records.

The positions of the feudal marquis in many dynasties in ancient times were not the same, during the Shang and Zhou dynasties and even the Warring States, the princes were local monarchs with their own vast territories, and their power was extremely huge, and many large-scale wars in the former Qin were launched by them. In the Qin Dynasty, the centralization of power was strengthened, the county system was implemented, and the rights and ranks of feudal lords were newly divided, and one generation was inferior to the next.

It is recorded on the dragon scale Tonghu that the Marquis of Changliu was born in the Qin and Han dynasties, and the princes at that time no longer had the ability to build such a project, and even if they had, they did not dare to be so arrogant, because Emperor Qin and Han Wu were famous dictators, and whoever dared to do something more out of line than the emperor was looking for. But on the other hand, the completion of this huge building did not exceed the Yuan Dynasty at the earliest, which is another story.

Hu Zi leaned in my ear and said: "Actually, you have ignored one point, in addition to the emperor in the Qin and Han dynasties, there was also a kind of person who had the ability to carry out such a huge project. ”

I was stunned, there is another kind of people?

Beard nodded: "Warlock!" Don't forget, all the emperors who have made a difference are planted in the hands of warlocks, Qin Shi Huang is the best illustration of this problem, warlocks in a word, thousands of people at every turn, pour the whole country to find the elixir, if there is a warlock said that there are immortals living on Kunyu Mountain, the emperor will definitely let the warlocks go to see the gods at all costs, they can build such a dungeon, it is completely possible. ”

I nodded, it sounded reasonable, but it was all speculation. Beard said that even if it was a guess, it was well-founded, and he said: "I didn't think of this at first, but then your father said that the corpse would become a fighting corpse, and I immediately connected this place with the warlock." It is unknown who invented the technique of fighting corpses, but there is a little people in the industry who agree that fighting corpses was passed down by warlocks, and was later learned by some great craftsmen, I remember that in the eighties, Lafayette and Li Sanshou used fighting corpses in that fight, but no one got any benefits. I mean, since there is a fighting corpse here, it means that this Changliu Marquis is either a warlock or an inverted fighter. ”

As he was talking, Dad suddenly waved his hand to stop everyone, and we saw that there was still nothing in front of us, and the blood stains had become very faint.

Luo Guo said, "Master Guan, what did you find?" Dad looked at the golden silk nanmu pillar in front of him and said, "Didn't you notice that all the pillars are a pattern?" ”

I took a closer look, it was really, but it also made sense, such a huge project, so many columns, must be mass-produced, in order to save manpower, it is very possible to make all according to a mold.

My father asked me in a deep voice, "Do you think that the owner of the tomb still cares about such a huge project?" ”

I was speechless when I was asked, and my father said: "I can't go anymore, these pillars show a problem, there is a Qimen Dunjia here, we are very likely to go around in circles, otherwise after walking for more than ten minutes, we will definitely be able to come to the end." ”

Ah Jiu said: "Since there is a bureau here, let's just follow the bloodstains, and we can always find the body." Dad shook his head: "If these bloodstains lead us into a trap, it will be a dead end, don't care about the corpse first, it's important to find a way out." ”

At this moment, a foreigner suddenly shouted, "Hi, Nick! "Everyone turned around, only to see the limit of our eyesight, the outer edge of those rolling mist, standing silently, the flow of the mist making his figure looming, ghostly.

Immediately after, all the foreigners raised their guns and pointed their guns at the figure. My scalp exploded, and I suddenly realized who the figure was, but I still couldn't help but ask Yu Su: "Who is Nick?" Yu Su frowned: "It's the person who was dragged into the mist just now." ”

The beard swallowed, raised his rifle and said, "I'm X, I won't really become a fighting corpse!" So fast! ”