"Wait, it looks like there's a lettering on it."

Just as the guys were about to forcibly open the tombstone, Yan Jun suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a line of handwriting on the tombstone under the soil.

"Really."

Gently wiping off the soil, Cao Qing also saw the inscription on the tombstone, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Bring the water, wash it and see what's written."

Where did a few guys dare to delay, they hurriedly took out the kettle they were carrying, while Yan Jun squatted aside, and waited until all the soil on the tombstone was cleaned, and a line of stone inscriptions reappeared in front of everyone's eyes for the first time.

"The tomb of King Jing Jun of the Ming Dynasty!"

Seeing these words, Yan Jun's heart beat wildly.

The purple gas is like smoke, and it is confirmed that it is true, and the tomb of the prince buried under Longquan Mountain is really true.

In the Ming Dynasty, since Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, except for the prince who stayed in the capital, the other sons were basically all divided into various places as kings.

And the prince of the fief here is Zhu Junjun.

The land of Hubei has been known as Chu Xiang since ancient times, so the Hou Wang who has a fief here is named Chu.

According to the inscription on this tombstone, Zhu Junjun's title should be King Chu Jing.

Yan Jun's mind went through it quickly, and there was enough information that could be given in just one line.

"Master Cao, what is written on this? I know the three words Ming, Wang, and Zhi. ”

Lao Hei came to the tombstone, stared at it with wide eyes for a long time, but unfortunately he didn't know most of the words on it, and he didn't understand what was written on it at all, so he scratched his head hard, and asked Cao Qing with a headache.

When he asked, the others pricked up their ears as well.

Most of them who dared to follow the Chen family in this era to rob tombs were tied to the waistband of their trousers, and their cultural level was generally not high.

It's amazing that they can go to junior high school and primary school, and most of them can't even write their own names.

"The tomb of King Jing Jun of Ming Chu!"

Cao Qing was not impatient, but explained seriously.

"The meaning of this sentence is buried here is Zhu Junjun, the king of Chujing of the Ming Dynasty."

"King Chu Jing of the Ming Dynasty?"

Hearing Cao Qing's words, everyone was shocked.

They haven't heard of who Zhu Junjun is, but they still know about the princely tomb, and if they can be crowned king, they must at least be relatives of the emperor.

The whole world is not the king's land, and the money in the world belongs to the emperor's family, so how many burial goods do you have to accompany this princely tomb in front of you?

At the thought of this, the eyes of all the guys changed, it was extremely hot, and even the sound of breathing was much heavier than before.

"Master Cao, you mean this is a king's tomb?"

"Nonsense, I can't lie to you, and it's not that simple, as far as I know, Zhu Junjun is the fifth generation of the king of Chu, and he is extremely powerful, but the tomb has never been found, and I didn't expect it to be at the foot of Longquan Mountain."

Cao Qing's eyes widened, but the joy on his face could be seen by anyone.

"Cao Ye is Cao Ye, and I know all of this clearly." The questioning guy rubbed his palms and smirked.

Rao is Yan Jun couldn't help but be a little amazed at Cao Qing's knowledge reserves, although he studied archaeology and history, but he really didn't know who Zhu Junjun was, not to mention that he was only a fifth-generation vassal king.

Cao Qing was able to accurately tell his life in such a short period of time, and he has to say that he is experienced.

"Okay, let's stop talking about these useless things, and move this tombstone first."

"Gotcha."

A few men did not waste any more time and began to look for a way to open the tomb.

"It's open, it's open, Master Cao, the tombstone has been removed."

Cao Qing was pondering something, and suddenly there was a cry behind him, Yan Jun hurried over, and by the light of the miner's lamp, he could clearly see that an entrance appeared at the location of the tombstone that had been removed.

Behind the entrance, a passage made of long cyan stone slabs can be faintly seen.

It was pitch black inside, and even with a high-powered miner's lamp, the light could not illuminate the entire structure of the tomb, as if there was a strange space in the dark depths that gradually swallowed the light.

The more he stared at the depths of the tomb, the more Yan Jun felt a chill, and he felt cold all over his body, as if a pair of eyes were hiding in the dark and staring at him.

That strange feeling, indescribably uncomfortable.

"This is the Tombway?"

Staring at the passage with no end in sight, Yan Jun couldn't help but have a trace of amazement in the depths of his eyes.

Who would have thought that there was such an incomparably huge building more than ten meters underground.

You must know that hundreds of years ago, the Ming Dynasty lacked material resources, and how many years it took to build such a tomb.

"Yes, this is the burial tunnel that connects to the burial chamber."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Cao Qing's gaze moved away from the long dark tomb road under him, and turned to look at the guys.

Among the guys who followed him to Longquan Mountain this time, there were old people who had been with him for many years, and there was no shortage of new faces, but he didn't know how many people would leave after going to the tomb this time.

In the more than 20 years since he entered the Chen family, he has almost lost count of how many old brothers have died on this road, and they are all fighting for wealth and wealth.

"Lao Hei, third son, take the brothers to make preparations."

His gaze swept over Lao Hei and a guy named Sanzi, and Cao Qing looked down at the time again.

"Half an hour later, go to the grave."

"Gotcha."

"Got it, Master Cao."

Lao Hei is a typical good old man, he is happy with everyone, he has never had a cold face, and even now he is just a silly musician.

The third son is not very old, at most he is twenty-five or sixteen, but he gives people an extremely deep feeling, his expression is calm, and he can't see the word nervous at all, and the old black around him are simply two extremes.

"Let's go, Master Yan."

This kind of ancient tomb that has not been opened for hundreds of years, a large amount of toxic gas will accumulate in the tomb, and the reason why Cao Qing proposed to go to the tomb after half an hour is to disperse the miasma.

Ancient tomb robbers would use animals to explore the way before going down to the tomb, which is the same reason.

Yan Jun still understood this bit of common sense, so he didn't say anything, just nodded and left the thief cave along the rope.

Back at camp, the guys were hurrying to rest.

Hitting the cave is not a physical work, and it is a real test after going to the grave.

Stepping on the edge of the cliff, on the line of life and death, no one dares to be careless.

In the solemn camp atmosphere everywhere, Yan Jun seemed a little more relaxed, casually feeling the majestic blood in his body, abundant physical strength, and terrifying power like a fierce beast dormant in his body, and his existence could be felt all the time.

He was confident enough that he would be able to come out of the tomb alive.

This is not that Yan Jun is arrogant, but that he has this confidence, which comes from his strength.