At a cursory glance, the stone carvings in this clearing are disorganized, but if you look down from above, you can see that these stone carvings are centered on the huge human head stone carving, corresponding to the stars in the sky, forming a mysterious formation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Diffuse in this open space, the kind of evil aura that makes everyone extremely uncomfortable is related to it.

It is a very clever formation, and of course, the "cleverness" of this formation is only relative to this world.

Yang Shouting walked in front of the stone sheep and put his hand on the horn on the right side of the stone sheep.

The horn looked like a whole with the stone sheep, but when Yang Shouting pulled it hard, he saw that the horn suddenly bent.

Thundered......

There was a sudden vibration on the ground, making the scene suddenly a little unusual.

Huang Zicheng, Yang Kai, Shi Kaixun, and those soldiers all clenched the guns in their hands and looked at the ground vigilantly.

Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed, and he clearly noticed that the positions of all the sculptures had shifted slightly, making the sinister aura that enveloped the place a little stronger.

He looked up at the sculpture in the shape of a human head.

Originally, only half of the human head was exposed to the air, but at this time, as the ground shook, it actually rose from the ground, and in just a few seconds, half of the body appeared on the ground.

The years have left mottled marks on this sculpture, making its face blurry, but there is a strange magic in those eyes.

"How I feel like it's looking at me." A young soldier cringed.

Yang Kai also stared at the sculpture, and he thought of a lot of legends about the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang.

And Yang Shouting was already kneeling on the ground in front of the halfling statue, praying quickly and reverently.

Huang Zicheng set his sights on the arbor.

Qiao Mu knew what the other party meant.

He waved his hand and said lightly, "It's okay." ”

On top of the sculpture, he felt a power similar to Anusby's divine power, but the two powers were not exactly the same.

Qiao Mu moved to Yang Shouting's side.

Above the ground, a crack two meters wide appeared.

The crack was seven or eight meters long, stretching along the stone sheep in front of Yang Shouting to the halfling sculpture.

It was pitch black beneath the crack, and neither the light outside could penetrate it.

More than half of the sun had sunk below the horizon, and there was a sticky smell in the air coming from the cracks.

Many of the soldiers turned pale.

Huang Zicheng's gaze dodged and approached Qiao Mu a few steps, and Shi Kaixun's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Only Yang Kai had fanaticism in his eyes.

"If you disturb Qin Shi Huang, all of us will die!" Yang Shouting got up and looked back at Qiao Mu.

There was a strange complication in his eyes.

Qiao Mu felt some thoughts in his mind through his "telepathy" ability.

"Lead the way." Qiao Mu said.

He could anticipate the danger inside and wouldn't pose much of a threat to himself, but having a Pathfinder would have avoided a lot of trouble.

Yang Shouting took a long breath, and his face became firm.

"I hope I'll see her again before I go to the ground." Yang Shouting had this thought in his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly stopped being so afraid of death.

He took a step forward, closed his eyes, and jumped into the crack.

Qiao Mu moved his gaze to Huang Zicheng.

"Jump from here?" Huang Zicheng saw that Yang Shouting didn't even make a sound after jumping into the crack, and a look of hesitation couldn't help but appear on his face.

"I'll come first." Yang Kai took the first step.

He reined in the impatience on his face and jumped through the crack, still silent.

The dark crack, like a demon's mouth sticking out of hell, swallowed everything silently.

Huang Zicheng knew that he couldn't dodge, so he had to grit his teeth and jump down.

Seeing that their leader had entered into it, the others had entered it one after the other.

Qiao Mu vaguely guessed that there should be no danger in it for the time being, and he actually had his own plan to let these people leave first.

After the last soldier disappeared, he relocated the tavern's portal based on his location.

After paying the space-time coin, the light in front of him flashed slightly, and the space-time gate appeared.

Qiao Mu raised his legs and stepped into the space-time gate, and when he came out again, he already had an extra black book in his hand.

The book reflected a dazzling black glow in the afterglow of dusk, and above it was the words of the ancient Egyptian monks, which were the words "Black Book of the Dead".

Qiao Mu held the "Black Book of the Dead" in his arms, and a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know if it would be useful to Qin Shi Huang, but he didn't mind giving it a try.

"Judging from the principle of the Black Book of the Dead, the problem of awakening will not be too big." Qiao Mu exhaled softly.

After getting the book, Qiao Mu stepped into the dark crack with his legs.

The moment the trees disappeared from the cracks, the last rays of the sun disappeared, and a cold wind blew in the surrounding trees, and a strange light flashed in the eyes of the halfling sculpture.

Below the cracks, there was silence.

Huang Zicheng and the others had already lit the torches, and they found that everyone was on a stone platform.

The stone platform was surrounded by vines, which stopped everyone who fell in mid-air, so they couldn't make a sound.

It's just that after the torches illuminate the surroundings, everyone feels a chill.

On that stone platform, there was a pile of bones, creaking when stepping on it.

Fortunately, most of these people are battle-hardened soldiers, and they are not too afraid of such an environment.

In this case, the arbor flew down from the sky.

Compared to the embarrassment of others, Qiao Mu's movements are elegant, making those who see Qiao Mu show this method for the first time are all different.

"Mr. Joe." Huang Zicheng hurriedly walked to the side of the arbor, as if he could find a sense of security in this way.

His courage is actually not small, every officer in the Patriotic Army is not a soldier on paper, Huang Zicheng has participated in many battles and killed some enemies.

It's just that when he arrives here, he always feels a kind of forest air, as if someone is secretly peeping at him.

He had an instinctive fear of this supernatural power.

Qiao Mu didn't pay attention to Huang Zicheng, but looked at Yang Shouting.

The old man stood still, looking ahead through the torches, the flickering light of the fire intertwining the light and darkness of his face.

He seemed to notice Qiao Mu's gaze, turned his head and nodded to Qiao Mu, took the torch from Yang Kai's hand, took seven or eight steps forward, and put the torch close to a stone trough diagonally above.

Call......

There was a flash of light, and everyone noticed that there was a fire in the stone trough.

The flames quickly swirled in a circle, causing the entire underground space to light up.

Qiao Mu's eyes narrowed, and it was only then that he noticed that the stone trough was going around the ground in a full circle, and there should be something like kerosene in it.

The flames spread into the distance, seemingly endlessly.

Ten minutes later, the entire underground space was as bright as day.