The eighth master was anxious to leave here, for fear of delaying for a while, and when the river flood did not pass the entrance of the cave, he would drown himself in the hole, and we could naturally understand this feeling. However, the purpose of this trip has not yet been achieved, if he can't find Professor He and ask him for advice, Chen Yun will naturally not give up so easily.

She said, "Eighth Master, if you are really worried about danger, please leave first, make a mark outside the cave, someone will drag you up, let's stay and continue to see!" ”

Without further delay, we all quickly turned around and walked through another secret door. The eighth master remembered to follow behind and stomp his feet, and urged us to leave quickly, but Ge Zhuang was tired of hearing this, so he threatened him to shut up. Seeing his fierce face, the eighth master knew that this fat guy was not easy to mess with, so he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't dare to speak again.

Stepping into another stone chamber, the light became even darker, this one was much smaller than the previous one, and the air was dry and dry, without damp moisture.

Because the cave was too narrow, we squeezed into the tomb with great difficulty, and before we had time to look at the surrounding environment, I was about to ask Chen Yun to hold up a flashlight to take a look, but when I caught a glimpse of Chen Yun's feet, I found a black thing, like a beast lying on the ground, which could burst out at any time.

"Beware!" Thinking of the eighth master's warning outside, I secretly said that it was possible that there were really monsters in this ancient tomb, so I immediately shouted at Chen Yun and threw him down.

"What are you doing...... Yes! Chen Yun exclaimed, startling Ge Zhuang who came out of the tomb later. At the same time as she was pressed down by me, the searchlight in her hand also fell on the tomb bricks, and as the light rolled, we saw a very large black shadow lying not far away, Ge Zhuang subconsciously raised the shovel and smashed it towards the black shadow's head,

"Let you try the fat man's methods!"

"Don't smash!" It was followed by an exclamation from the eighth master, but Ge Zhuang was an impulsive person, it was too late for the eighth master to stop it, the shovel accompanied the power on Ge Zhuang's arm, and slammed on the black shadow, but it broke out with a crisp impact sound of "bang", and the sparks shot out, and I saw that this black shadow was not a living thing, but a bronze statue.

"Hold the grass!" The shovel in Ge Zhuang's hand smashed into such a hard fixation, and suddenly his elbow shook, and the tiger's mouth was about to open, and he rolled to the ground with an exclamation, pointing at the black shadow behind him and shouting, "What is this special mother?" ”

"It's over!" The eighth master did not answer him, but stomped his feet and squatted on the ground, because the light was shining straight forward, I couldn't see what the eighth master's expression was, I only felt that his expression was dull, and his dark cyan face looked quite hideous.

"What's wrong, Eighth Master?" Seeing that the black shadow didn't move, Ge Zhuang expected that it must be a dead thing, but he didn't panic, jumped up towards the shovel, moved his arm casually, and cast a puzzled look at the eighth master.

The eighth master's face turned pale and said that we shouldn't come in, this is the statue of the river god, and if you collide with the gods, you will definitely die a good death.

Hearing this, the muscles on Ge Zhuang's face immediately twisted, and he was about to scold the eighth master, but I grabbed Ge Zhuang's trouser leg, first got up from Chen Yun's back, patted the dust all over his body, looked at the eighth master and said, "The statue of the river god in your mouth is what was cut by the fat man just now?" ”

The eighth master has straight eyes and is very sluggish, don't you say? You offspring, you just don't want to listen to persuasion, but now it's good, even I was killed by you.

I asked Chen Yun to hand over the searchlight to me first, and then adjust the light, sweeping in the direction where the black shadow was, the strong light hit the black shadow, but it reflected a very large figure of a human head snake, about more than two meters high, the upper half of her life is a delicate woman, but the lower half of her body is in the shape of a python, carved vividly, even the scales are clearly visible, under the searchlight in my hand, flashing a little dark cyan light.

This is the "river god" in the mouth of the eighth master?

I have deep suspicions that this human-faced snake statue is very similar to the shape of "Nuwa" in ancient Chinese myths and legends, and the sculpture placed here is also a woman with a naked upper body, holding a round stone in her hand.

How did he become the so-called "river god" in the mouth of the eighth master?

There is something wrong with this eighth master, the words in his mouth are inconsistent, and it seems that he has been resisting us from entering the stone room, and I have every reason to believe that he must have other calculations in his heart.

Although I saw through it, I didn't break it, and I still looked like I was humbly asking for advice. The eighth master tightened his throat and said I don't know, anyway, the ancestors handed it down and said that this is the idol of the river god, so I will treat it as the river god.

Ge Zhuang couldn't help but speak, "Eighth Master, your words can't stand up to scrutiny, who is your ancestor?" Could it be that you have seen such a bronze statue before? ”

was questioned by Ge Zhuang in person, the corners of the eighth master's eyes twitched unconsciously, he lowered his head unnaturally, and said in a muffled voice, "If you don't believe it, I have nothing to say, it's too late to retreat immediately, a few people, come with me, it's a big sin to anger the river god, and if you don't listen to persuasion, sooner or later you will be punished!" ”

Ge Zhuang sneered contemptuously, saying that the fat master doesn't believe in this evil, let me see where this retribution is?

People who are fighting must not be superstitious, if they believe in those gods and ghosts all day long, how can they have the courage to go to the tomb again, so Ge Zhuang is not panicked at all, but urged me, said Little pumpkin, you quickly take a flashlight and see if you can find anyone else.

I also wanted to explore the whole place, so I immediately held up the light, this stone room is only about ten meters square, about 100 meters of space, I turned on the searchlight a little, the whole stone room in the layout immediately presented in front of our eyes.

In the center, there is a bottle of bluestone sarcophagus, the coffin is made of bluestone, more than two meters long, half a meter wide, the surface is very flat, and there are no traces, and at the bottom of the sarcophagus, it is carved except for the nine days of winding ditch, not deep, about three inches, nine "canals" are connected to each other, combined into a dragon-shaped pattern, if I guess correctly, this canal was originally supposed to be filled with mercury.

From the perspective of feng shui, the only one that can be worthy of this arrangement should be the emperor's mausoleum, with nine "canals" pressed under the coffin, simulating the trend of the river with mercury, which is the pattern of "nine dragons carrying the coffin", which is a very common burial method in the emperor's mausoleum.

In terms of scale, this ancient tomb is not grandiose, and even seems a little stingy, empty and imposing, but there is no reality, and it is not at all like the courage that a generation of monarchs should have, so it is even more unpredictable for me.

Just when I was confused, I suddenly heard a "snort", I don't know which direction it came from in the tomb, I quickly turned my head to Ge Zhuang, frowned and said Are you farting?

Ge Zhuang suddenly became anxious, and said where can it be? How can you smear people's innocence out of thin air, and besides, how can farting be tasteless?

I think so, my eyes wandered around, trying to find the source of the voice, but I noticed that the eighth master's face was becoming more and more weird.