Feng Baobao looked blankly at the bottom of the small pyramid, and a stream of cool air hit his face, cold and swishing, and the abyss-like black hole seemed to be bottomless, wanting to devour people's minds.

"This, how can this be empty underneath!"

The fat man shook Feng Baobao and didn't react, so he also stuck his head up, and couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene.

"There's wind down here, there should be some other way out." Feng Baobao came back to his senses for a long time, and then came down from the small pyramid.

"You said that this should not be the way to the underworld, it is so dark that you can't see anything." The fat man looked at the black hole below and said with a little emptiness.

Feng Baobao gave him a blank look, and beckoned Xu Zhaohua to come up, she intuitively thought that the hole in this small pyramid should not be Wang Mang's ghost, this is a variable outside of her control.

The people below heard that there was a situation above, and they climbed up the small pyramid with the equipment on their backs, and Xu Zhaohua was humming and chirping and pretending to be dead just now, and now when he heard that there was a discovery, he suddenly got up and climbed extremely neatly.

When a circle of people surrounded this black deep hole, they also inhaled, the air as black as ink, stretched their hands down, and they couldn't see the traces in less than a meter, and they couldn't see the five fingers.

Taking the backpack that Xu Zhaohua brought up, Feng Baobao took out a cold firework, twisted it, emitted a faint blue light, and then threw it towards the black hole.

The faint blue light was like a dying flame, gradually extinguishing from the field of vision, only the clanging sound of washing back and forth, and the fire had disappeared.

Feng Baobao took out the wolf's eye flashlight and turned it on to the maximum power, and suddenly a dazzling pillar of light appeared in the black hole, but the effect was slight, and it disappeared at most at a distance of more than ten meters.

"This small pyramid is more than ten meters high at best, I didn't expect it to be dug so deep, let alone forty or fifty meters, right?" The fat man grinned.

Feng Baobao pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of an idea, so he took out the mountaineering rope in his backpack, dragged away the thinnest mountaineering rope auxiliary rope, turned out the walkie-talkie and tied it up, and asked the fat man: "Fatty, the quality of the walkie-talkie we bought should be okay, right?" ”

On the side, Xu called Hua Deng's eyes lit up, and he was smart, and asked the fat man to take out the other walkie-talkie in his backpack, signaling that Feng Baobao could put the rope down.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the auxiliary rope of the mountaineering rope tied to the walkie-talkie began to fall down from above, Feng Baobao's hand was a little bit of force, and occasionally he felt the rope on his hand bumpy, which should have hit the stone.

After ten minutes, the force transmitted by the rope was obviously much smaller, and it should be the end, so Feng Baobao made an OK gesture to Xu Zhaohua.

On the other side, Xu Zhaohua adjusted the frequency of the walkie-talkie and turned it on, and there was no violent crackling magnetic field interference and other movements as imagined, but dead silence, so quiet that everyone thought that the walkie-talkie had traveled from a black hole to another parallel time and space.

Feng Baobao leaned over and stretched his ears long, and there was still faint movement on the walkie-talkie, like the rustle of the roadside trees blown by the cold wind in winter, very light and rough.

Feng Baobao listened for a long time, Xu Zhaohua immediately went up to listen to the movement, the fat man was most afraid of those unpredictable things, and refused to listen, saying that he was afraid that something would suddenly come out of it and scream, so he had to scare him into heart failure on the spot and die young.

Feng Baobao and Xu Zhaohua unanimously concluded that there was wind under this black hole.

Of course this is nonsense.

A more accurate conclusion is that Xu Zhaohua concluded that there could be no traps below according to the opinions of the Jieling Lux on the trap. Feng Baobao, on the other hand, followed the method of touching the wind of the golden school captain and thinking that the wind below belonged to the living wind, that is, it was blowing in from the outside, not the dead wind in this cave.

Judging that the black hole was leading to other places, both of them were eager to go down to explore.

A few people nailed a few iron drills to the outside of the small pyramid, and then fixed the climbing rope and put two pulleys on it to make a simple zipline, and a few people packed up their things and prepared to go down.

After some disputes, Xu Zhaohua went down the first rope, and after more than ten minutes after his head was submerged in the dark, there was a shaking of the rope, and Feng Baobao agreed with him that if there was no danger below, he would shake it once, and if there was danger, he would shake it three times in a row.

At this time, Feng Baobao saw that the rope was only shaking once, and knew that it was safe, so he continued to send people down.

The fat man didn't dare to go down after grinding the rope, and when the second pulley was pulled up, Feng Baobao directly put it on and kicked the fat man over.

The fat man cried wolf for a while, Feng Baobao touched his nose, jumped down, and slid down with his feet on the stone wall.

When she saw the light at the bottom, Xu Zhaohua was staring at the dark tunnel in front of her and muttering something.

Walking to the bottom of the black hole, Feng Baobao found that there was a long tunnel underneath, and the walls on both sides of the tunnel were pitted, as if they had been gnawed out by something.

The three of them began to walk along the tunnel, and Feng Baobao asked Xu Zhaohua beside him, "Look at the traces of this tunnel, it doesn't look like it was artificially mined, and it doesn't look like it is a masterpiece of a partridge pangolin that moves the mountain?" ”

Xu Zhaohua raised her hand to touch the scratches on the stone wall of the tunnel, nodded and shook again, "Looking at this small distance alone, it is similar to the pangolin opening the gravel, but this tunnel is more than a hundred meters less, I think, it may be something else left by digging a hole here." ”

"Maybe it's a fine pangolin." The fat man interjected after him.

Feng Baobao blocked the fat man's mouth and poked the fat on his body, "You can't stop talking!" ”

The person in front smiled and continued to walk, the tunnel was short and narrow, and the three of them could only hunch over when they reached the back, and their posture was extremely uncomfortable.

Gradually, the tunnel began to rise, and the terrain meandered upward, twisting and twisting, and after walking for a long time, several people looked up and finally saw a bright light flickering in the distance.

On the periphery of the tunnel, a large area of sparkling snake's eye stone is embedded in the dome, and here is a huge underground cavern, which shines dazzlingly.

Circles of light dye the night vapor in a rainbow of colors, and a small hole is wrapped in light.

When Feng Baobao walked out of the tunnel, he only felt that his feet seemed to be on the ground, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

In front of him is a patchwork of houses, round and sharp corners or square shapes, and there is a circle of walls around the periphery, the wall skin has fallen off, like a deserted village, and like a dead man's city after the smoke of war.

Looking around the dead city, there are dense mountains and forests, rockeries and water forests, and green trees are full of grass and trees.

"This place, there is a city in the mountains, in all directions, heavy mountains, there is a wind to congratulate, in the feng shui is really an excellent treasure land!" Feng Baobao looked at the dead city in front of him and couldn't help but marvel.

Xu Zhaohua and the fat man were also a little excited, stretched out their right hand to touch the air in front of them, the dead city in front of them was full of steam, and it was lightened by a fluorescent shot, but there was still a little white fog shrouded in the field of vision, making people unable to see the outline of the whole city.

"Divide the gold and set the hole to see the tangled mountain, a heavy entanglement is a heavy pass, the land of Zang Long, hidden in the abyss, at the foot of the earth, if it is not a coincidence, I am afraid that no one will ever find out!" Feng Baobao still couldn't help but admire.

Everyone agreed, and walked towards the dead city, the surrounding ruins and broken walls, bricks and rubble, everywhere revealed the ancient atmosphere, Feng Baobao guessed that this should be the tomb built by the prophet or his apprentice in Wang Mang's underground palace, it is rumored that the pre-Qin tribe is a large branch derived from the ancient Chinese Buluotuo tribe after the seclusion.

The origins of human beings have a long history, and according to archaeologists, there was a Flores Island Man that was even older than the Hobbits, dating back more than 700,000 years. The history of modern man is only a few thousand years of civilization, and it is impossible to know what mankind has experienced in the 700,000 years that created the gap.

Historical records record that in this 700,000-year era, there was a Buluotuo tribe on the land of ancient China, and in Sanskrit, Buluotuo means "an old man who knows nothing". Legend has it that the people of the Braltar are the sons of the gods, who have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and they can predict the past and the future. Because of the leakage of many heavenly opportunities, the Ju clan accepted the thunder robbery, and the Buluotuo clan disappeared from then on. Some people speculate that the Braltar tribe hid their ability to master the power of time and space in the Braltar Box, and the Braltar Box was eventually lost, and there has been no news since then.

The city is lifeless, sundials, millstones, firewood, grass huts, mud tiles, and everywhere there is a primitive atmosphere. The white mist above Feng Baobao's head became thicker and thicker, and the fluorescence was no longer visible, as if they were stuck in a fog.

Walking on the streets of the dead city, above my head, the white fog began to gradually turn black, and there were turbid dirty things rumbling and tumbling inside, and then, in the hazy fog not far away, black storms blew over.

Xu Zhaohua hurriedly shouted, "Hide in the house, it's a black storm!" ”

The other two were excited, and hurriedly ran to the house where Xu Zhaohua was hiding and squatted.

The rumbling sound was transmitted, and the ground was accompanied by a vibration, as if thousands of troops were stepping on, and in the blink of an eye, the overwhelming gravel and fallen leaves swept across the border, and the fog of the entire dead city was instantly blown away, and the sky and earth were dark.

Vaguely, Feng Baobao saw through his fingers that there seemed to be a palace standing in the ink at the end of the dead city, black clouds hooked around the palace, and the entire hall was resplendent with gold, and the black storm seemed to draw a line in the air.

Feng Baobao hurriedly poked the fat man and Xu Zhaohua, and the two naturally saw it. But the ears were full of whirring winds, and the doors and windows of the broken houses in the dead city had long been swept away, and the three of them were still buried on the ground, and they must not be in the mood to look at the palace in detail.

When the storm blew and the ears were quiet, the three of them raised their bodies and looked at each other, and they all smiled, and their faces were all covered with a layer of ash, like clay figures. Slapping each other on the sand, the three of them ran out of the house, and they couldn't help but be stupid in front of them.

The whole city was so thick with fog that when you raised your hand, there were wet droplets, the streets were empty, the roads and houses were completely obscured, and the stone gate into the city had lost its direction.