Mo Laoha's gang of subordinates is already in chaos.

These people followed Mo Laoha down to the tomb, and it was not that no one died.

But it's the first time I've seen such a tragic and heavy scene.

If you want to say that you are afraid, it is not necessarily, after all, these people follow Mo Laoha to eat this bowl of rice, and they are all prepared in their hearts, but seeing their companions die so strangely, it is really a bit of a feeling that everyone is in danger.

"Boss, we have to avenge this revenge!"

The two and a half children came to Mo Laoha's side, their faces full of tears, and the corners of their mouths still had the residue of vomiting.

Mo Laoha frowned: "I can't understand what the situation is here, I don't know what it is that killed the big stick mallet, how to take revenge?" ”

The two half-grown men gritted their teeth: "Boss, the two of us go in to explore the way, if you find anything, you can't ignore it!" ”

Seeing that someone offered to explore the way, Mo Laoha was also very embarrassed.

I haven't figured out what exactly is hidden behind this gate, and rushing in is similar to sending people to death.

But if there is no one to explore the way, it is obvious that there is no way to go any further.

In the end, it was I who manipulated the magic test and Shoudao to get into the door, and circled inside for a while, to determine the approximate space behind the gate, and that there was no danger for the time being, so Mo Laoha let the two and a half children in.

These two boys and the big stick mallet are cousins, and the big stick mallet protects them the most on weekdays, but now that they see their cousin die tragically, these two boys can't care about being afraid, they just want to avenge their cousin.

Mo Laoha, these people, actually secretly hid firearms on their bodies, and I only found out when these two boys entered the door when they each took out a short shotgun from their backpacks.

As soon as these two boys entered the gate, they didn't talk nonsense, and directly slammed two shots, and the scattered steel balls made a loud noise, and the scene was very explosive for a while.

The corners of Lao Fang's mouth twitched when he heard this: "Lao Mo, I didn't say you, why are you still playing with these things?" Being targeted by the police, but it's enough for you to drink a pot. ”

Mo Laoha's face was very embarrassed: "Boss Fang smiled, in our line of work, we often bump into our peers, and we get these things to defend ourselves." ”

Later, I learned that what Mo Laoha said was really not nonsense.

Nowadays, everyone knows that making antiques upside down can make a lot of money, and cats and dogs are drilling into this circle.

Many people are stupid and bold, and they don't know much about the rules of the inverted bucket, and they dare to go down to the grave with glutinous rice and black donkey hooves.

Encountering such a player is often more difficult than encountering a big zongzi.

These guys admit to death, as long as they go down to the tomb, whether they run into zongzi or a living person, they will do it with their heads!

After a few accidents, Mo Laoha reluctantly equipped his subordinates with shotguns, not many, only six, all of them were black goods produced in the soil workshop, with average lethality, but the momentum was huge and scary.

The two brothers with the big mallet fired eight shots in a row, shouting and scolding loudly, and the two flashlights were shaking around, tossing and turning behind the door for nearly half an hour, but they found nothing.

This makes us wonder if there is something hidden behind the gate and scared away?

Without careful investigation, Mo Laoha asked the door to be pushed open completely, and a group of us entered the burial room.

The area behind the gate is a large hall, boxy, the ground is very clean, except for the remote control car that Mo Laoha and they put in, there is nothing else.

As for the slaves who accompanied the burial, they didn't see it, if it weren't for the stench that filled it, Mo Laoha would have doubted his judgment.

Mo Laoha's subordinates also adjusted their mentality and arranged lights around the hall in an orderly manner.

It was only then that we could see clearly that the four walls of the entire hall were covered with all kinds of strange portraits.

These murals are full of all kinds of monsters, what human body snake head, human body bull head monsters, countless, anyway, in addition to the body is still human, the head is all kinds of animals.

When I saw these murals, I couldn't help but think of the remains of the demon-making in the fake tombs.

Zhan Baifeng seemed to see my thoughts, and leaned over to me and whispered: "Don't think too much, the murals here are different from the demon making in the fake tombs, and the age of these murals is the same as the age of the tombs, which is many years earlier than the means of demon control." ”

I nodded, if the monsters in these murals were not demon-making, they were ...... Really a youkai?

What the hell is this, could it be that in ancient times, there were really monsters?

Although the frescoes are old enough, nearly 2,000 years old, they are still well preserved, and there is not much loss of color.

I saw that in addition to those strange-looking human and animal heads, there were also scenes of officials leading the people to worship.

In the picture, in the clouds above the altar, there are gods flying, and my heart moved, trying to see if the heads of those gods are all kinds of animals, but I found that these gods, regardless of men and women, are quite elegantly painted in posture and clothing, but the position of the head is extremely blurry, and even the face is not painted at all.

Different from me watching a lively scene, the old man can really understand the meaning of the mural, this old guy shook his head, looked at it with a sound, and even pulled Mo Laoha to hold a flashlight for him, and kept clicking and taking pictures with his mobile phone.

The thirty-odd people smacked around the hall, and couldn't find anything to cut off the front face of the big mallet, and his two cousins vented for a long time, probably tired, and went out to guard the corpse of the big mallet and gasped.

Zhan Baifeng also stared at the mural on the wall, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Something was wrong with the goblin, so I didn't go to her, but I went to the old man and asked him to tell me what these murals meant.

Lao Fang, as long as he doesn't talk about money, is still quite easy to get along with, and it is not difficult to speak.

"Xiao Dongzi, these murals are all fine products, look at this painter, as well as the pigments used for dyeing, I'm afraid even now, they can't be copied!

It can be seen from the costumes of these people and the scale of worship that what is recorded on this painting is the story of Zhou Tianzi leading the civil and military officials to welcome the immortals in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Look at these immortals, they look beautiful, but they can't step on the clouds, they can only keep flying, they should be some warlocks who have mastered the secret method or ghosts who have achieved cultivation. ”

It's easy to understand ghosts or something, but this warlock who has mastered the secret method...... What the hell, a warlock can still fly in the air?!

Seeing my surprise, Lao Fang put on a face of a senior master: "Xiao Dongzi, don't be surprised, there are many warlocks recorded in history alone, who can fly." If you really cultivate to the top of this path, flying away from the sky is just a matter of effort. ”

I laughed twice and asked meaningfully: "Boss, you say, is it possible that these immortals are monsters?" ”