This stone door is a double door, both doors are carved from a large stone, each door is nearly three feet thick, there are obvious impact marks in the middle of the two doors, and the ground in front of the door is full of gravel chips, as if the stone door fell from the door when it was hit.

Wu Zhiyuan walked to the stone gate, and when his feet stepped on the stone chips, he made a "click" sound, and he vigilantly lowered his steps and tried not to make any sound. Because from the marks of the impact in the middle of the stone door, it is very likely that the person who hit the stone door was not a person, because the marks left by the impact were chaotic and disorderly, not like they were created by work such as axes and chisels, nor did they seem to be caused by stone smashing, but rather as if some kind of huge beast was struck with its body, and its body must have protruding spikes.

Wu Zhiyuan felt the impact marks on the stone door and found that its surface was relatively slippery, and it seemed to have a thin layer of moss, from which it can be inferred that the impact occurred a long time ago, at least a year ago.

After meditating for a while, Wu Zhiyuan began to push the two stone gates. The stone gate was very heavy, and when it was pushed, it only moved slightly. This was actually expected, taking a long breath, Wu Zhiyuan took a few steps back, bent over and pushed with all his might, only to hear a "boom" sound for a while, and the stone door was pushed open a gap that could only allow one person to pass sideways.

Suddenly, a stream of yin qi rushed from the crack in the door, as if a ghost had come out of the crack in the door. Wu Zhiyuan's heart sank, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, the yin qi inside this stone gate is pressing, is there a ghost inside?

The Maoshan faction is the best at catching ghosts, but Wu Zhiyuan now has no magic weapons in his body except for a peachwood sword, and if he encounters a powerful ghost, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

Now that he has come to this point, there is no way to retreat, Wu Zhiyuan turned his heart sideways, and walked towards the crack of the stone gate.

Although it is now the early winter season, the temperature in this imperial tomb is abnormally mild, but as soon as he stepped into this stone gate, Wu Zhiyuan instantly felt cold and piercing, as if he had entered an ice cellar, and what was even more strange was that it was dark inside this stone gate, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

People are most likely to panic in this dark environment, because they can't see their surroundings, and there is an inexplicable sense of danger in their hearts. Wu Zhiyuan also felt this way, but after going through so much, he had a better way to deal with it, so he stood still, his back was close to the stone door, and it was convenient to retreat once there was danger.

After a while, there was no abnormal sound around, and Wu Zhiyuan slowly moved his steps, stretched out his hands and tentatively groped forward. There was cold air all around, and Wu Zhiyuan, who was lightly dressed, even began to feel cold. Only then did he realize that it was precisely because the space inside the stone gate was cold and abnormal, so there were no snails living here, so it would be dark here.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, Wu Zhiyuan fell to the ground without defense, he pressed heavily on an object, and at the same time, there was a "ahh

Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly reached out to touch the thing that was pressed by himself under his body, only to feel that the thing was soft or not, hard or not, very strange, he first touched a piece of fabric, and kept touching the fabric, and he actually touched a human face!

"Dead man!" Wu Zhiyuan's mind flashed this word, and he sat down abruptly from the dead corpse, and he didn't know what he touched under his feet, making a crisp sound of "clucking".

Wu Zhiyuan stabilized his mind, followed the sound, and touched two stones and a short stick on the ground, he was overjoyed, and said with a smile in his heart: "Flint and fire folds!" ”

These two kinds of fire-making tools are the most commonly used in rural areas, Wu Zhiyuan naturally knows very well, he groped for rubbing the flint to light the fire fold, and then blew hard, the fire fold emitted a starry light, and the bright light flashed, but at the moment of flashing, Wu Zhiyuan saw a figure squatting next to him!

This surprise is not trivial, Wu Zhiyuan almost shouted, it turned out that there was a person beside him all along, and he didn't realize it. He shifted his body backwards, away from the squatting figure.

There was a dead silence in the air, Wu Zhiyuan could even hear the sound of his own heartbeat, suddenly, he wondered in his heart, why didn't that person have a heartbeat? I can't even hear the sound of breathing, is that a dead man?

Thinking about this, Wu Zhiyuan blew up the fire fold again, and looked at it with the help of a flash of firelight, it was not a person at all, but a stone statue squatting, and the costume seemed to be carved with an ancient woman.

Wu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and touched the direction of the stone statue, and when he touched the stone statue closely, he blew the fire fold again, this time in the light of the fire, he saw clearly that the image carved by the stone statue was a servant girl, and the handmaid's hands seemed to be holding a plate, and there was an oil lamp on the plate.

This stone statue is actually a lamp slave.

"I don't know if the oil lamp in her hand can still be lit." Thinking about it, Wu Zhiyuan was blowing the fire fold while approaching the oil lamp in the hand of the lamp slave, and to his surprise, the wick above the oil lamp was faintly visible, and the wick stretched extremely long. So he hurriedly lit the flame of the fire fold to the wick, and the oil lamp was suddenly ignited.

The surroundings lit up instantly, Wu Zhiyuan looked around, only to see that there was a huge stone room inside the stone gate, the illumination range of the oil lamp was limited, but he could still see that there was a huge pool in the middle of the stone room, the pool was square, the color of the water was black, there seemed to be a rockery in the middle of the pool, and there was a row of raised rocks on the rockery surface.

If you set up artificial rivers and rockeries in the tomb, it is more common, because the tomb can not be all the feng shui treasure land with the mountain and the water, so this layout can only be artificially built in the tomb, although the feng shui effect is far less natural than the natural formation, but it has its own benefits, it is much better than not setting up this bureau.

But there is only a pool, and the pool is square, and the water flow is not passable, which is equivalent to a pool of stagnant water, which is a taboo in the tomb feng shui, and there must be corpses in such a tomb.

Wu Zhiyuan retracted his gaze, looked down, and couldn't help but be shocked, he saw the dead body next to the stone statue of the lamp slave, and the dead body was actually only the upper body! The corpse's waist was cut in two, and the lower half of his body was gone.

Wu Zhiyuan instantly remembered the corpse with only the lower body under the desk in the previous study, could it be that these two belonged to the same person?

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan walked to the corpse, squatted down to check it himself, and saw that the corpse had shriveled skin, a terrifying death, hollow and sunken eyes, and a wide open mouth, and he must have been terrified when he died.

Wu Zhiyuan poked the dead corpse's face with a wooden sword, and found that the skin exposed on his face seemed to have signs of corrosion, and what was even more strange was that the dead corpse still had a long braid on the back of its head.

"It's long braids again, is this person from the Manchu period?" Wu Zhiyuan was puzzled, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a "bang" sound from the pool in the center of the stone room.

"There's something in the water!"