When the fear decreases, there is more curiosity.

As we walked past these two men who resembled the gods of the door, they collapsed with a bang, startling me, and I felt that no one had touched them.

Not only the corpse was shattered with the armor, but even the spear was shattered, as if none of this had existed before.

It was only now that I felt like I was going to the grave. The story of the cow, ghost, snake and god that Master told me before was churning in my mind, and I didn't know what kind of journey would take place next. I looked at everyone's expressions, and they were not as relaxed as Master said.

Because when they were looking for the bones before, even if many people had accidents, Master and they kept talking about danger, everyone was calm. But now when it is said that it is not so dangerous, everyone's faces do not have that calm look, but their faces are unusually solemn.

After a while, we ran into a fork in the road, this time no one said to separate, and after the fourth uncle studied for a long time and pointed out a way, we went in.

"Master, I knew what our goal was. But this time, why did you tell me everything? "There are no outsiders here, so I asked Master directly, and it's not like that to hold back.

"This ......" Master didn't answer, but put his arm around my shoulder, and walked forward, not knowing what to think.

The second uncle leaned over and said, "Forget it, they're not too small, you can't protect them in everything, right?" Tell them! ”

The master listened to the words of the second uncle, nodded, but when he came up, he began to torture me first: "Xiaokang, your fourth uncle taught you how to find dragons before, do you remember?" ”

Looking for a dragon? What does this have to do with the tomb, although I don't understand, but I still try to recall, what was the fourth uncle and I looking for the dragon at that time, I thought for a long time, and finally pieced together some fragments of memory: "Huilong, foreign dragon, descending dragon, raw dragon, sleeping dragon, hidden dragon, flying dragon, soaring dragon, leading the group of dragons." ”

"Yes, that's true, and my memory is pretty good. Any idea what that means? Master then asked.

I nodded, and just as I was about to explain, I was interrupted by Master waving his hand: "Just know what it means, needless to say, it's not the point." "Fool me, isn't it the point that you still tell me?

"How do you understand the dragon vein?" The fourth uncle asked me in the back.

"Didn't you tell me about it when I was a kid?" I didn't look back and replied to the fourth uncle: "Isn't it the qi veins of the mountain, you were going to teach me the qi technique at the beginning, but you haven't taught it yet!" ”

"The big rate dragon has its own truth, and the star peak is the dragon body. The word dragon god seeks the mountains, and the god is the spirit, and the dragon is the quality. The master read the poem leisurely: "Xiaokang, do you know what a real dragon is?" ”

"I know the real dragon, there are a bunch of curtains on the side, all kinds of ......" I was about to explain, a possibility flashed through my mind: "Master, fuck, this mountain is a real dragon?" ”

Master nodded: "This mountain is indeed a real dragon. Our purpose is actually very simple, I actually told you before, this tomb suppresses the dragon vein, remember? ”

I nodded, indicating that there was such a thing, but what I didn't expect was that the dragon vein stretched for most of China, but I didn't expect this little broken mountain to be part of the real dragon.

"Shall we destroy this tomb?" I asked.

"Theoretically, yes." The fourth uncle said.

I was a little puzzled and asked, "What does it mean to be theoretical?" Wouldn't it be over if we dig it up directly with the archaeological team, so let's take the risk? ”

"You'll know in a moment, let's go!" Master patted me on the head, put his hand on my shoulder, and continued walking.

The road gradually hardened, and steps began to appear, and we followed the steps and soon came to the end.

There is only a horizontal line around the ceiling, and there is no decorative pattern other than that.

The fourth uncle walked to the middle, stomped his feet vigorously, and made a few "knock" sounds, but it was actually empty below? Then the fourth uncle took off his coat and swept the soil on it vigorously, and there was a burst of dust, which made me cover my mouth and nose and want to sneeze.

I thought to myself, every time the fourth uncle arranges the formation, there will be a wind to measure, now make a formation, the wind blows in, wouldn't it be a relaxing and pleasant thing, why do you have to sweep the soil with manpower, and I am not afraid that I will get pneumoconiosis by then.

After sweeping for a long time, two stone doors were finally revealed. Each of the two doors has a gluttony, with a big mouth in the middle, and there is a little groove in the place, and the master actually took out a small brush, and I don't know what he has prepared.

The master half-knelt on the ground, handed me the torch in his hand, and then took a brush and began to brush the soil in the groove, and gradually after clearing the earth, I found that these were actually two handles, too, otherwise I really don't know how to open this gate.

Gradually, the crack in the door was revealed, but at least three minutes and two places had grown together. Everyone took out small wedges and hammers from their schoolbags, gave the torch to the fat man and the senior brother to hold, and then everyone pried open the seams little by little.

This is really a technical job, because if the wedge is not the place where the stone gate grows later, it will take half a day to get it open, but it will be easier to get the right place. Everyone's hands were sore for a long time, and finally the seam was opened. Then the master asked everyone to find the shaft of the stone gate and clean it up again, until this side was also cleaned up, and the master asked everyone to get up.

After resting for a while, the master took out a rope and tied it to the handle of the stone gate, and then wanted to open the stone gate. Three children and five old men, it's almost the same for a few strong men.

What I never expected was that when the rope was fixed, there was no response at first, but later, after a slow friction sound, the door actually moved little by little. After the door moved, it was easier, and after standing up, everyone quickly ran over, held the stone door, and then pushed back to him, and heard the sound of something breaking, and the stone gate fell down.

The stone gate on this side is completely accessible to people, so there is no need to open the other side at all.

Master took out a piece of paper, lit it from the torch, and threw it down, and the fire continued to burn until the paper was gone. It's okay, there's oxygen down there. It's just that I don't know why there is still so much oxygen for so many years, and there is a staircase that stretches far below, because the visibility of the fire is not particularly far, so there is no end in sight.