But at this time, I can't guess the mind of the tomb owner. If we can get out quickly, that's the right way.

I yawned deeply and looked at Old Farmer Feng. The fat boy waved his hand and said, "it, he was from yesterday!" "

Then the four of them packed up their things. I turned on two flashlights and left the tomb. After that, it was still a sheep intestine path, and it turned back and forth and walked dozens of meters away. But the footsteps stopped, and I looked out. But there is a dead end ahead.

Just as he was about to turn around and return, Feng Lao Nong didn't know what kind of madness he was making, and stomped hard at the tomb wall in front of him.

Just as he stomped on the wall. The wall creaked, and it was a few centimeters apart!

We hurried around. Old farmer Feng stretched out his hand and pushed it vigorously with both hands. The wall was pushed open with a gap half a meter in size.

"Damn, there is indeed a secret way." Old farmer Feng muttered. We didn't speak, just stared at Old Farmer Feng.

Feng Laonong turned on his flashlight and looked over there. Then he waved his hand at us and said, "Go!" There is a way! "

We are not far behind. Although we don't know what's going to happen ahead, we can only move forward.

After turning a corner. Suddenly, I smelled a strong scent. I was wondering in my heart, but I heard Feng Laonong shouting: "Good wine!" Damn, it's a thousand years old! "

After hearing Feng Laonong's call, I thought about what this fragrance was. Damn. It's really the taste of wine. But more than I have drunk, and I have seen others drink. It will be hundreds of times more fragrant.

Feng Laonong quickened his pace and walked in the direction where the fragrance wafted from. Yang is feasible, and Wu Feifei is close behind. I hurried to catch up.

The deeper you go into the cemetery, the more fragrant it becomes. In a trance, it gives people the feeling of being drunk. But the more I got drunk, the more I wanted to have another drink. In half a minute, the tomb widened and we came to a burial chamber.

In this burial chamber, the fragrance is extremely strong. The air is filled with the smell of wine. The smell is inhaled through the nose and into the throat, infiltrating the entire respiratory tract, and even feeling a sweet and strong taste in the mouth. I couldn't help but purse my lips. At this time, I saw dozens of large jars emitting a forest green light on one side of the tomb.

Feng Laonong ran over first, and was about to open the mud seal with a flashlight.

Only then did I see the jar clearly. The jar is green, unlike pottery and porcelain. There were no carvings on the plain altar. The jar itself seems to glow with a green glow, illuminated by a flashlight. This green light seems to brighten up a bit. Each jar is about the size of a noodle jar (for rural use, it is one meter and two meters high, and about one meter in diameter), and the belly is large, and the opening is gradually shrinking upward. When I got to the opening, it was only the size of a washbasin. The opening was covered with a round black object, and Feng Laonong was about to remove the lid of the jar with a flashlight.

Wu Feifei hurriedly grabbed Feng Laonong and said, "Don't reveal it, I'm afraid there is a problem with such fragrant wine." "

Feng Laonong said: "Damn, there is a problem. Lao Tzu has to taste it too. This fucking is Moutai, and it doesn't have this taste! As he spoke, he picked at the lid with his hand.

After cutting out, I found that the cover was made of black stone, and the gap between the joints was covered with wax. Feng Laonong couldn't help but say, pick up the dagger and go to scrape the sealing wax. Yang Kexing also took out a sapper shovel and prepared to help. At this time, I heard a bang. Feng Lao Nong's dagger was sucked tightly on the black cover.

"Damn, it's a magnet again!" Feng Laonong scolded. After scolding, he pulled the dagger back from the magnet cover.

"The owner of this tomb is really a stingy ghost, and he wants to use this trick to prevent us from stealing his wine to drink," Feng Laonong said stupidly, and took a few greedy deep breaths after speaking, as if he wanted to smell the wine in the air. And Yang Kexing saw that this thing was made of magnets, so he put down the sapper shovel and tied it around his waist.

At this time, Wu Feifei walked over and reached out to take Feng Laonong's sapper shovel. With one hand holding the handle of the shovel, the other holding the edge of the shovel with all its might, leaned towards the place where the lid was sealed. However, when it was still ten centimeters away from the cover, the sapper shoveled and was sucked in.

It took a lot of effort for Wu Feifei to pull the sapper shovel back.

Feng Laonong spit out a smoke ring and slapped his head. Then take out a cannula from your backpack. At this point, I had understood his intentions. But his heart did not stop him, and he still thought about taking a few sips of the wine in the jar.

Old farmer Feng asked us to take a few steps back and help him turn on the flashlight. Then he snorted and slammed it down on the cover.

With a bang, the sleeve was already tightly glued to the cap. And the lid was unscathed. Feng Lao Nong was too lazy to withdraw the casing, so he simply poured all the cannula in his backpack on the ground. Then one by one, they smashed at the caps. Sure enough, when the sixth root was smashed, the jar broke.

It's the jar that's broken.

I don't know what kind of material the jar is made of. But apparently the jar is not as hard as a magnet lid. After being smashed a few times by Feng Laonong, the mouth of the altar cracked, and the magnet cover was blocked by the casing and did not fall into the jar.

At this time, the smell of strong liquor came to my nose. Hungry, I hurriedly approached.

Everyone gathered around. With a flashlight, he stretched out his head and looked into the jar.

I saw such a large jar, but there was only half a jar of wine in it. I'm wondering why there's only half a jar of wine when it's time. Old farmer Feng had already taken out the tin bowl from his backpack and reached out to scoop the wine. Scoop out half a bowl of wine. But a long thread was pulled up under the bowl. It looks like the wine is very thick. In this way, it is not like wine, but like honey.

Feng Laonong put the wine in front of him and sniffed it vigorously, and couldn't help but pick it up and put it in his mouth.

I hurriedly grabbed Old Farmer Feng's hand. Then he said, "Don't drink!" Where is this wine, how can there be such a thick wine! Don't be poison! "

Feng Laonong glanced at me disdainfully and said, "You know a fart!" Wine will slowly thicken and become fragrant after a long time! With that, he withdrew his hand.

"It's going to smell like bad water," Yang continued.

Before Yang Xingxing finished speaking, Feng Laonong had already taken a big sip and puffed it in his mouth. Then, with a thud, he spit out the wine.

This mouth is fierce enough. Several surrounding jars and tomb walls were all spit on by the old boy. In an instant, the fragrance of the entire burial chamber became even stronger.

After Feng Laonong vomited the wine, he kept burrowing his head and spit on the ground. I vomited for a long time, and then took the kettle and rinsed my mouth. After a while, he said: "You little brother Yang, you didn't say it early yesterday."

I asked, "Yesterday, old farmer, isn't this wine delicious?" "

"Damn it, it's bitter and astringent, like the bad water. The taste is really bad. Feng Laonong said.

Yang Ke walked closer, looked into the jar, pointed a little straight with his finger, and sniffed it. He said, "This is a great wine." But it's a pity that I can't enjoy this kind of stuff either."

"Wine? Haven't drunk it. Feng Lao Nong said: "This kind of thing, even if you find money for me, I won't drink it."

Yang Kexing smiled.

At this time, Feng Laonong took out a bottle of Yongle Immortal from his backpack. Poured half a bowl into his bowl. First he smelled the air, then took a big sip of the wine. Smacked his lips and said, "Beautiful!" "

Seeing Feng Lao Nong do this, I couldn't help but feel my bowl from my backpack. While I was pouring the wine, Feng Laonong lit a candle on the edge of the jar, and then extinguished all the flashlights to save batteries.

I didn't care about him, and I also took a big sip like Old Farmer Feng. Sure enough, this usually drinks quite ordinary Yongle immortal wine. After smelling this fragrance, it became so luscious. I drank the wine in the bowl in one go. When I was about to pour it again, I found that the bottle was empty. And Wu Feifei and Yang Kexing were gulping down the wine in the bowl at this time!

I reached out and was about to rummage through Old Farmer Feng's backpack. But I heard Feng Lao Nong scolding: "A group of gluttonous ghosts! That's all I have for this bottle of wine. After scolding, he unscrewed the kettle, poured some water into the bowl, smelled the wine and drank it.

I thought to myself, you really have the spirit of Ah Q. Smelling the fragrance can also drink the water as wine. was about to laugh at Old Farmer Feng. Feng Lao Nong said: "Good wine, it's so delicious!" "

I couldn't help but laugh. Feng Laonong looked at me staggeringly and said, "Little baby, you can taste it!" With that, he handed me his bowl.

I forced myself to laugh, took his bowl, and drank it a little. Unexpectedly, after drinking it, I was stunned.

Damn, this water has turned into fine wine?!

Taste this wine carefully, it is light and elegant, does not burn the tongue, but the aftertaste is as strong as the smell of this tomb.

I hurriedly took out the kettle and poured it into my own bowl. Yang Kexing and Wu Feifei couldn't help but try it when they saw the two of us doing this. For a time, the burial chamber became a liquor store. What to find the way to go, what to do and so on are all left behind. I just want to have a nice drink to get rid of the mental stress and physical exertion. It can be seen that the three of them think the same way. Because they've already started drinking.