It's also under the treasure room, and if I'm not mistaken, it's not far from where I went before.

But when I got down here, I found that the structure down here was very weird, and it couldn't be the same as where I had walked before.

After all, I went down to tear it down through violence, and this should be the passage that the original builders set up for it.

The construction of this tomb is very good, and the builders have thought a lot.

He had even fully thought of the splinter marks on the ground when he shook, so he set up the mechanism like this.

When my feet touched the ground, my gaze froze.

The texture of the ground under your feet is not unusual, but the gloss of the surface of the ground is different from the previous ground.

Underneath this is a very large circular space, which seems to be a dead end, and there is no trace of the passage at a glance.

I slowly turned my head to look at Wang Xun beside me, and suddenly my face became extremely ugly.

Because Wang Xun, who was beside me, his face was already blue and purple, and he looked obviously in an extremely bad situation.

"What's wrong?"

I swallowed involuntarily, and after a moment's hesitation, I slowly spoke.

"There was supposed to be a passage here, but now it's gone."

While speaking, Wang Xun turned around and walked in the direction we came down.

After arriving nearby, Wang Xun put his hand on the wall on the side.

At this moment, I noticed that the stones we had descended from when we had come down had risen back to the top at some point.

Judging from the current situation, this kind of mechanism is indeed reductive.

"How is this possible?"

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard Wang Xun's exclamation, and then I saw that Wang Xun's entire face had turned white.

I don't have to ask anything, I already know where I'm going.

I'm afraid that what Wang Xun came into contact with before was the mechanism that he had repeatedly activated, and I watched him press it, but there was no sign of activation, so I knew that we were probably trapped here.

And combined with the road in front of me, I don't know what's going on, it's closed, I'm afraid this time it's not a simple mechanism failure.

It should be something that we triggered that led us to this situation.

I went around the whole space, and when I got to the whole space, my gaze became extremely solemn.

I slowly took out the tape measure from my pocket, pulled it open, and slowly measured several diameters in a row based on the center of the whole circle.

When I was done measuring the space in front of me, I took two steps back.

The space in front of me turned out to be a perfect circle.

The circle is particular in the ancient feng shui burial, the so-called heaven is round, and this circle is quite Zhoutian.

In ancient times, the secret techniques of Feng Shui were all based on this circular foundation.

I once saw a book about recording feng shui burials, called "The Collection of Chen Zixing".

It is written at the beginning of the volume of the "Chen Zi Xing Collection" that the rational qi and celestial bodies are written.

The day of the week is one hundred and sixty degrees and a quarter, and the middle part is half covered on the ground and half around the ground, so the twenty-eight stars are half seen and half hidden.

Therefore, all the astrological signs of Feng Shui are based on circles.

This should be able to be solved with the art of Feng Shui.

While thinking, I took out the compass from my bag and stared at the compass quietly, glancing at Wang Xun behind me with the afterglow of my eyes.

Although my range of action is relatively large, I have already attracted Wang Xun's attention, but Wang Xun did not say anything.

My gaze was a little more solemn, although the compass handed down by my clan was also an old object, but it was a simplified version of the compass.

This kind of compass is octagonal and octagonal, dividing the 24 solar terms into eight points, and it is not recorded on the compass.

It can be said that there are very few things recorded on the surface of the entire compass, and basically all the things that can be saved have been saved through the structure of the compass itself.

There is no record of the 28 constellations on my ancestral compass, and if the environment in front of me is really the meaning of Zhou Tian, then it will be troublesome to search.

Although I still remember the position of the 28 nakshatras on the compass, it is very inconvenient to use the compass because of the memory alone, and sometimes the position changes in some patterns.

It seems that a more sophisticated compass is needed.

A thought crossed my mind, if this line of work made it out alive, then I must collect another detailed compass.

The more detailed the compass, the more versatile it will be, and the more useful it will be, as it is now, the compass that I originally passed down from my ancestors does not play a very good role.

But even so, give it a try.

Gradually, I flattened the entire compass and tried my best to correspond to the positions of the 28 nakshatras in my mind.

The direction we came down was counted on the compass, so it was easy to tell the direction.

On the compass, the angles also correspond.

"Whew"

I exhaled, stared at the compass tightly, and immediately began to deduce.

The 28 nakshatras also mean 28 different angles of orientation, which can correspond to the position of the opening mechanism.

"Mr. Wang Xun, where is the passage you opened before?"

I stared at the compass and asked slowly.

"I'll show you."

As I spoke, Wang Xun's body immediately moved, and he slowly walked towards the side wall.

He was going in the same direction as the one we had come down from.

Immediately, his hand touched a piece of the wall.

"This is it!"

At the same time he received it, I had some numbers in my mind.

This is the tail position in the middle of the Oriental Qinglong Seven Nights, Kang, Di, Fang, Heart, Tail, and Kei.

Taking this as a reference coordinate, according to the Bagua Formation at the moment, the place where the door is opened should be in the Seven Houses of the Southern Vermilion Bird.

This is exactly where it belongs to the Seven Nights, and I haven't deduced it yet.

But fortunately, now that we have a general direction, it is not a problem to carry out the next step.

My gaze was on the extreme, and then came the real highlight.

The process structure of this mechanism is not enough to reduce the scope to this extent, the mechanism here is extremely fine, but the range is reduced to 1/4 of the whole circle, which can be said to be a considerable range.