Through the Lingtong fat man, we have a brief understanding of the information of Qianling. This mausoleum can be said to be the most mysterious and one of the most well-preserved mausoleums in the whole of China.

Originally, even Qin Shi Huang's underground palace had been there, and the secret space of the underground palace was received into the space, so it should be said that he would not be too nervous about Qianling.

But maybe it's because it's about the lives of grandpa and Hao Ren, this time, the fat man and I both have solemn faces.

When we arrived at Qianling, it was not yet dawn, and we had already walked around on the surface of Qianling.

There is no gain, and, in the eyes of my samsara, there is nothing abnormal.

"Strange, this place is too normal!" The fat man also muttered a little, but it was not the first time that Ling Tong and the others had come here, so they were not too surprised.

"Xiaonan, fat man, Qianling, this place, for a long time, has not really developed the mausoleum, Rao is us, and I don't know the real situation inside." Ling Tong frowned, shook his head and said, "Moreover, even if this place is really weird, with the strength of your grandfather and Hao Ren, it is really impossible to trap them, after all, Elder Fang is a half-step saint." ”

The fat man and I looked at each other, noncommittal.

If it was before, the fat man and I would have thought the same thing, but now ......

The two worlds of yin and yang gradually began to merge, even if it was a grandfather, in the face of an existence of Wen Ziheng's level, he had no power to fight back at all. Of course, grandpa also has an advantage, that is, his understanding of the yang world. After all, the history of the yang world is not so simple, and it can even be said that the yang world before the ancient times was stronger than the ghost world, and the mysteries were even more difficult to enumerate.

As for this tomb, for more than 1,000 years, there have been many tomb robbers, but according to records, no one has succeeded.

Especially during the peasant uprising at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Huangchao mobilized 400,000 rebel troops to dig a mountain on the west side of Liangshan Mountain and dug a 40-meter-deep Huangchao ditch. Dig up half of the mountain. However, because there were no well-educated people in the army, they did not understand the structural characteristics of the Qianling Throne facing south from the north, and as a result, because they dug in the wrong direction, they did not succeed in the end.

There is also Shi Wentao, the fifth generation of Yaozhou assassin, who is a big thief. He led his troops to dig up more than a dozen Tang tombs and obtained a lot of treasures. It is also driving tens of thousands of people to excavate the Qianling Tomb in a bright and bright way. Unexpectedly, the excavation process was very strange, and the weather encountered was always stormy, as well as various strange events, Wen Tao was frightened, so he stopped digging......

There are many such famous changes in history, and they are all well-founded. But even so, Qianling has been preserved, it's just a matter of imagination.

The fat man and I are also a little curious about Qianling. It's not because of any gold and silver treasures, but because of the empress whose fame has been passed down through the ages and whose merits are difficult to comment.

Generally speaking, ancient emperors, especially these women, were very concerned about the preservation of their bodies, and if possible, even I really wanted to see what this ancient empress looked like.

Come to think of it, it's a very domineering old lady......

"It's strange, there's no underground space here?" Xiaohong grabbed her head and looked at Swallow Sky in wonder.

Swallow Tian also had a strange face, looked at me, and kept staring at the entire scenic area.

My heart moved, and a bold and very likely guess popped up in my mind.

"That's right, master, here, there is no imperial tomb at all." Swallowing Sky nodded.

"Impossible!" Lu Song retorted excitedly, frowning: "The entrance to the Qianling Tomb has been discovered, it is impossible that there is no tomb!" ”

I looked at the heaven-swallowing sky, and with the ability to swallow the sky, naturally I would not be mistaken, and I would not talk nonsense.

"That's right, there is indeed a tomb down here, but this tomb is a little strange, it doesn't seem to be the emperor's tomb in your mouth." Swallowing Heaven hesitated a little: "There is something buried in this ground, blocking my detection. But I can still feel the burial chamber in a rough way.

Although the scale of the tomb is not small, it is too small compared to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang! ”

The buried thing in the mouth of the swallowing sky is in the tomb, because of the existence of that thing, even the swallowing sky is almost blinded.

I'm so Ling Tong and a few people looked at each other, it seems that the empress's methods are really not simple!

In front of Ling Tong and Lu Song, the fat man and I are not easy to violently destroy the Qianling. You can only continue to investigate.

After dawn, the number of tourists gradually increased, Ling Tong and the two went to the local police station to help us investigate the traces of the grandfather and the two, while the fat man and I, with the invisible swallowing sky Xiaohong, followed many tourists, slowly strolled around the scenic spot.

Perhaps because of the daytime, this scenic spot is less cold and more majestic.

The topography of this Qianling is excellent.

"Looking horizontally into a phoenix on the side of the ridge, looking at the traces of the sky and water in the distance...... In this place, there is something wrong with Feng Shui! "It was the middle of the night before, although the fat man probably figured out the leyline feng shui here, but during the day, it seems that there are some differences.

In particular, after learning about the whole picture of the surroundings, the fat man's face changed unpredictably.

"What's wrong?"

I was a little stunned, if there is a secret here, I have no doubt, after all, the empress's mind is elusive. But the fat man just said that the feng shui here is wrong...... This has to be a surprise.

Dignified tombs, will feng shui be wrong?

But I still don't doubt the strength of the fat man.

"Hmph, what a good means!" The fat man tossed in Qianling for a long time, and finally his face was cloudy and uncertain, changing for a long time, raising his eyebrows and sneering.

"What's wrong?" I'm a little anxious, after being restricted in the yang world, even the function of the reincarnation eye is partially restricted. But looking at the light of luck, it's still no problem.

But on the contrary, this Qianling Tomb does not have a light of luck, as if here, it is just an ordinary scenic mountainous area, and the emperors of the two dynasties are not buried at all.

It's not scientific!

Well, I mean, Tang Gaozong and the empress, even if they are dead and dead, but their imperial tombs, if there is no problem, in the eyes of reincarnation, there should be a corresponding light of luck. And, according to my speculation, Tang Gaozong is also able to bury the empress in the place where the emperor is buried, and the luck of this emperor's tomb is at least dark black with a golden halo. Even, possibly, is pale gold.

But here, there is nothing!

"This is indeed a dragon vein holy land." The fat man shook his head and nodded again, seeing that my eggs hurt, and he was almost greeted by a direct popping of chestnuts.

When he heard this, he shook his head and said, "However, here, it is another fierce place!" ”

I rubbed it, there was no sound transmission of this goods, and this fierce place was said loudly, so that the tourists passing by around us glared at us a few times as if they were looking at a neuropathy. Especially the fat man, in their eyes, should be a hopeless madman.

Also, this is Qianling, this dead fat man, in front of tourists, said unashamedly that there are eleven murderous places here, and it is still a fierce place, which is simply the rhythm of looking for death.