The fat man climbed down after him, I patted Qin Feng, who was holding my arm, and signaled that I could go, and the back that was burning and stinging just now suddenly decreased a lot after going down to the bottom of the cave.

The fat man saw that my face had softened a lot, and secretly poked me with his hand, and then glanced at Qin Feng out of the corner of his eye. I knew he wanted me to ask about the coffin, but I stopped me.

The first time I saw the corpse just now, I was really taken aback by his appearance, he looked exactly the same as Qin Feng in front of him, and even the expression he looked at me when he finally opened his eyes was very similar to Qin Feng.

I can be sure that the corpse is definitely Qin Feng, or rather, another Qin Feng. Although Qin Feng seemed unusually calm just now, when the corpse opened his eyes, the little brother suddenly felt a little nervous, and he snatched the oil lamp and blew it out, as if he was not afraid that the corpse would come out, but that he was afraid that he would say something.

I have a faint guess in my heart, if all this is correct as I expected, then this corpse should be the coffin bearer in Qin Feng's mouth, but due to special reasons, he was buried in the Shadow Palace, and it will only be revealed under the rhino light.

And that black-clothed spirit corpse, the spirit corpse that looks the same as me, he is not making sacrifices, but making offerings, he is the guardian of the tomb here, and he is raising these thirteen burial companions.

The shadow hall is obviously the architectural style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, if you look at it according to the burial system of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the tunnel depth of the entrance of the underground palace should be about three zhang.

Just now I was hung down by the fat man with a rope, looking at the length of the rope, at this time there should be about fifteen meters here, and the real underground palace should be above the bottom of the cave.

When Qin Feng saw the fat man coming down, he immediately walked to the depths of the tunnel, the fire in his hand was too weak, and only a one-meter diameter circle could be illuminated here, and the fat man wanted to turn on the flashlight several times, but Qin Feng stopped him. I had been walking around and around for five or six minutes, and suddenly an orange-red point of light appeared seven or eight meters in front of me.

This is the firelight, and the exit is ahead. The whole tunnel is only more than one meter high, and you have to bend over to walk, and the three people have already been overwhelmed, and when they see the exit, they can't help but feel big

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Hi, I rushed over in a hurry.

The light of the fire gradually approached us, and the moment we got out of the hole, our eyes narrowed. It was only after I got used to it that I could see the scene in front of me.

The fat man had already shouted excitedly, "Oh, this is the Ming Dao of the underground palace, damn it, I finally came in, fat man." ”

Not to mention the fat man, even a person like me, who claims to be a temporary native master, was shocked by the scene in front of me. A five-meter-wide bluestone staircase leads to the darkness overhead, with fifty or sixty steps. On both sides of the stairs stood a dozen stone lamp slaves more than one person high, and at this time, red flames were burning from the lamp tray on top of the lamp slaves.

This is the oil lamp of the people. I didn't expect that there was really such a thing, and legend has it that in the large imperial tombs, the fat of the East China Sea Jiaoren will be used to make oil, and this kind of oil can burn for hundreds of years as long as a piece the size of a finger.

It is said that the ever-bright lantern in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang is made of Jiaoren grease, whether it is true or not, even those historians have not decided.

But I didn't expect that in an ancient tomb in this remote area, there would be such a thing. The fat man on the side climbed onto a lamp slave, and a dagger pulled out a piece of white grease and asked me: "Xiaoyu, you said that this thing should be taken out, can you find a buyer?" ”

"I don't know if anyone wants it, but if this thing catches fire, you can't extinguish it, and if you want to become a fire man, you can take it."

The fat man grinned, and knocked on the riding lamp slave again, making a clattering knocking sound. I know he's beating these lamp slaves again.

I'll tell him to hurry up and die, these lamp slaves are all iron, as long as they come out of the ancient tomb, they rust very quickly. Even if you can carry it out, ordinary people can't afford it, and even this constant temperature and humidity warehouse is not something that ordinary people can have at home.

Qin Feng glanced around, and said to the fat man vigilantly: "Hurry down, don't touch the things here." After saying that, he looked at me again, and found that my face had recovered a lot, so he said to me, "Follow me, don't make a mistake, there may be a mechanism here." ”

Although this is the second time I've been fighting, the last tomb of King Shu is at most a border area

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The tomb of the prince, after all, has limited financial resources, and it cannot be compared with the underground palace in front of him.

When the fat man heard that there was a mechanism, he sneered and said: "Hey, little brother, this is the Ming Dao, I didn't even enter the gate of the underground palace, how can there be a mechanism, don't scare yourself." ”

Qin Feng ignored him, stepped lightly on the edge of each step, and then pressed down tentatively on his toes, and saw that the ground was not dented, so he stepped on his whole foot.

Just when we were almost halfway there, suddenly behind the sealing stone of the underground palace, there was a loud bang, and the entire Ming Dao was shaken. After the explosion, followed by a series of rifle fires, the three of us glanced at each other at the same time, Qin Feng's face suddenly changed, he yelled badly, and rushed directly to the end of the steps.

At the end of the steps is the first stone gate of the underground palace, two black stone gates more than four meters high, carved with two hideous tiger-shaped Qiqi, with wings on their backs, probing their claws and crouching, looking fierce and abnormal.

In the underground palace, there are generally three stone gates, symbolizing the three thousand worlds, and if the specifications of the underground palace are more stringent, there will be six sealing stones that symbolize the six reincarnations. These sealed stone gates, except for the last Suoyang Gate will be made of wood, the rest are made of half-meter-thick bluestone chiseled out of the shape of the gate, once the ancient tomb is closed, these bluestones will fall, except for modern large-scale lifting equipment, with manpower can not be lifted at all.

"There's a hole here."

The fat man standing behind me shouted, and sure enough, at the place of the fat man's finger, there was a stone cave the size of a washbasin that had been blown open. The fat man walked over to look at the crack, turned back to me and said, "This is a modern directional blasting, it must have been blown up by your second uncle, since someone has already thundered us, then there is no need to be so nervous, just rush in." ”

After speaking, without waiting for me and Qin Feng to react, the fat man got behind the gate as soon as he got his waist. After the fat man entered, he popped, and I heard the fat man shouting inside: "Damn, there is a corpse here, Xiaoyu, you come in quickly." ”

I suddenly chuckled in my heart, this is just a clear way, how can there be a corpse. glanced at Qin Feng beside him and went straight in. It was pitch black behind the stone gate, and the fat man took out a glow stick and shook it a few times, waited until the green light lit up, and threw it four or five meters beside him.

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