Looking at the tomb that had been burned by the fire, I always had an indescribable strange feeling in my heart, and I couldn't help but walk to the coffin that had been destroyed by the fire, and the coffin board was already burned to the ground. If it hadn't been in the burial chamber, we would never have thought that the board that had turned into black charcoal would be a coffin plate.

The old prostitute also followed me, holding an iron pipe in her hand and stirring it a few times on the burned coffin board on the ground. I know that this guy is a money addict, and he has always been a thief, so he must be a lucky person to see if there are any remaining treasures under the coffin.

"Oh my god, this coffin is empty." The old prostitute said strangely while stirring the broken coffin board with an iron pipe.

After the old prostitute finished speaking, she walked to my side again, wanting to open the coffin board on my side, I saw this and hurriedly said: "Old prostitute, don't get it, there won't be anything, there is a treasure that should have been taken away a long time ago, how could it be left for us." ”

"Damn, it's not a question of whether there is a treasure or not, it's that there is no body in this coffin at all."

As soon as I heard the old prostitute say that there was no body in the coffin, I immediately looked at the coffin he had just played, and saw that the broken coffin boards had been scattered by the old prostitute. There was nothing on the ground except for charcoal-like coffin boards, not even the charred slag of a corpse.

I turned my head to look at the coffin that the old prostitute was playing with now, and it was still the same, there was nothing under the coffin.

I thought to myself, how is this possible? Could it be that there were two empty coffins that were burned here? If there is a body in the coffin, it shouldn't be like this, at least there should be charred bone residue. Looking at the appearance of the burned coffin board, the fire burning here is not enough to burn the bones, and even if it is burned, at least there should be ashes. But there was nothing at the moment, so it could be seen that these must be two empty coffins.

Looking at the empty coffins on the ground, I felt more and more weird, and I kept thinking in my mind, why did the people of the Murong family burn two empty coffins? While thinking about it, I also have a sense of déjà vu, and I always feel as if I have seen this scene somewhere, but the more I try to think about it, the more I can't remember it.

"My day, Xiao Qi, what are you stunned about, did you find anything?"

"It always feels weird here, a bit of a problem." I shook my head and said.

"My god, what do you mean it's a bit of a problem, damn it, it's a big problem to have a coffin and no corpse."

As soon as the old prostitute finished saying that there was a coffin and no corpse, I instantly understood the feeling of déjà vu, and hurriedly asked the old prostitute: "Old prostitute, do you remember the dusty fake tomb in Panjin Reed Sea?" Isn't it a bit like this? ”

"Damn, don't say it, it's kind of that meaning." The old prostitute paused, and then said thoughtfully: "You mean, this is not a real tomb, but an illusion for outsiders. ”

"Look at this place, if it weren't for the two burnt coffins and the layers of mechanisms outside, would you still think this is a burial chamber?"

After I finished speaking, the old prostitute immediately walked to one side of the wall, walked to the wall, knocked on the wall a few times, and then listened closely.

"I'll help you listen," Xiao Moyan walked to the wall where the old prostitute was standing.

Seeing that the two of them cooperated very well, I didn't go over to help, after all, with Xiao Moyan such a tailwind, it was not difficult to find the compartment. I went over and looked at Meng Xinrui, her state was okay, at least she didn't vomit like just now, it seems that the mercury vapor outside really has to rely on the ancestral pills of the Murong family to resist it.

The old prostitute and Xiao Moyan quickly knocked on the walls around them, even the wall where they came in to the stone door, but they still couldn't find the compartment leading to the real tomb. At this time, although the old prostitute was a little impatient, she still maintained her rational mind, glanced at the ground, and naturally said to herself: "It can't be underground, right?" ”

As soon as I heard the old prostitute say that it was underground, I hurriedly followed to help find a compartment, but we tried to knock on the entire ground and found no compartment or entrance to other places.

"My god, what's the situation, it shouldn't be on top, right?"

After the old prostitute finished speaking, everyone looked up, and the flashlight also shone on it at the same time. I really didn't look at it carefully when I came in, and if it wasn't for the old prostitute, I'm afraid we wouldn't necessarily have seen it.

I saw that the top was very high, seven or eight meters away, and the top had been blackened, it was difficult to see what the material was, but I think it should still be the natural stone here, because it was very flat on it, and there were no gaps like masonry.

After a few people took a flashlight to take care of it, they felt that it was still impossible to be on it, the height of the top from the ground was too high, even if I rode on the neck of the old prostitute, there was no way to reach the top.

I looked around the entire space again, in this 60-square-meter place, except for the top of my head, almost all the other places were tested, but Xiao Moyan didn't hear any empty sounds. I didn't doubt her hearing, but I thought to myself, I couldn't have had an entrance.

"Damn, I'm fucking in the Ecstasy Array again, this must be fake. Zhanzhao's ancestors should all be masters, and the stolen treasures are estimated to be unable to fit here, so this place must be fake. The old prostitute paused for a moment and then said: "I think let's think about it differently, Zhanzhao's ancestors are not ordinary people, and they can be said to know the traps in the tomb well, how can they be discovered by us lightly, think about it again." ”

What the old prostitute said is not unreasonable, but there are a bunch of pieces here, and there are no other outstanding or unusual places, if there is really a mechanism compartment, with the ability of a few of us, it should also be discovered.

I looked at my head and then at my feet, and I kept thinking about what I would do if I were a member of the Murong family, and how I would not be found.

Suddenly, our eyes swept to the ground, and we walked on several footprints, one of which was very heavy. I don't know whose footprints wiped some of the blackened surface off the ground.

In the middle of the footprints, there were a lot of tiny black lines, and I knew that they were not black lines, but places that had been blackened by smoke. When I touched the ground with my hand, it was uneven, and there were obvious scratches that had been rubbed, and those black lines were in the tiny friction grooves.

If we look closely, these marks are not caused by our walking just now, if they are caused by us, there will be no black lines in the small groove of friction. I suddenly came to my senses, and quickly rubbed my shoes on the ground a few times, and found that after rubbing off the part of the ground that was blackened by the fire, I could see the friction marks on the original ground.

When the old prostitute saw me rubbing the ground, she probably also had some understanding, walked to the stone gate, and said, "Come here to rub and see which way the previous people went after they came in." ”

The three of them began to rub their feet on the ground as if they were dancing in the streets, which seemed simple, but it was very physically draining. Although it is only blackened by smoke, I don't know how many years it has been deposited, and some of the black epidermis, as if growing on the ground, is difficult to rub off.

It took more than 10 minutes to rub out a trail of ground with traces of rubbing, yes, traces of walking rubbing, and I'm pretty sure it's not a mark we rubbed out.

These traces actually led straight from the stone gate to the opposite wall, and disappeared when they reached the bottom of the wall.

"Looks like the entrance is here," I knocked a few times on the wall, but there was no sound coming from the wall, and it didn't look like there was any space inside.

The old prostitute took out a double-fold crowbar from her backpack, walked over and said, "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. "Then I pointed at the stone brick at the bottom of the wall.

One end of the crowbar is extremely flat, with a small sloped blade, not to mention a brick joint, it is a seamless sarcophagus junction, can be inserted at once, this crowbar is designed for this job, as for which awesome ancestor designed, it is unknown, but it is indeed a practical guy.

The old prostitute pried out the bottom stone bricks, and then cleaned up the debris inside with her hands, and shone it with a flashlight, and there were indeed traces of walking on the ground under the stone bricks.

It was already obvious that this wall in front of me, or rather a part of the wall, was blocking the way in. This is not some so-called mechanism, but someone deliberately piled up the walls here, I think this qiē should be done by the Murong family.

I have to say that the ancestors of the Murong family are really calculating, they made the illusion of being looted here, and they were also burned, and it is precisely because this place is strictly blackened that they can't see the original appearance at all, and it also covers this wall, or this part is different.

However, being smart is mistaken by being smart, and it is precisely because of the fire that the ground will be blackened, and there will be countless black lines left by the smoke in too many positions that have been walked before.

The next work will not be described in detail, the old prostitute and I took turns to steal the hole, and the inside of the stone bricks was full of sand, all of which had been treated with special billet pressing.

After the thief hole was opened, I understood why Xiao Moyan couldn't hear the sound of the air inside, it was entirely because this wall was soundproofed. Although it is only a short distance of 3 meters, in the middle of the sand, there are two soundproof stone slabs, which are not thick but enough to form a soundproofing effect.

After entering the cave through guò, it was found that this was not a real burial chamber, but a chamber of organs, with an area of less than 30 square meters, and three sarcophagi were placed in the middle, and there was no coffin lid in the middle.

We have already seen this mechanism, and we don't need to think much to know that this should be Xiao Moyan's life, and she is also very self-aware, so she walked to the sarcophagus in the middle in two or three steps.

Xiao Moyan put his hands on the sarcophagus, jumped very beautifully, and jumped directly into the sarcophagus. Just as she was lying down, she heard a loud bang, and almost at the same time, the sarcophagi on both sides suddenly seemed to explode, and the coffin lids fell off.

Two people sit up from the sarcophagus on either side while reaching for the sarcophagus in the middle. No, it's not a person anymore, it's close in front of me, and I can see it so clearly.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Xiao Moyan screaming.