The night was dark and the wind was high, a crescent moon hung high in the Milky Way, the sound of the wind blowing in the woods was heard, and the street lamps on the street emitted a bright green light.

There was only a mist on the empty road, and the fog was faint, and the shadows of the cars moved like demons.

It's silent, and it's late at night.

In the storage room, the narrow thief hole was black and dark, and with an arc-shaped circle of light shining down, a layer of red and black powder emerged, and the fine dust rolled and gushed under the light pillar of the wolf's eye flashlight, gradually drifting up.

Feng Baobao poked his head over, his palm stirred the air to the tip of his nose, and sniffed carefully.

"Hmm...... There is no smell now, and the dansha should be dissolved and ready to go down. Feng Baobao nodded.

After speaking, Feng Baobao took the lead in carrying the sapper shovel to his shoulder, tied a nylon rope on his body, and climbed the cave wall a little bit.

Down to the bottom of the thief hole, Feng Baobao's boots stepped on the mercury sulfide produced after the reaction with Dansha, making a creaking sound, he used a shovel to push these red and black powder, below are a few pieces of glazed tiles that have been broken by steel balls, so he directly used a shovel to lift the glazed tiles, revealing the bottom of the mound and a neatly arranged tomb brick.

Bang!

Feng Baobao slammed the sapper shovel downward, inserted it into the sealed mound for more than an inch, and then went back to the area, dug out the sealed soil from below, and hoeed it into the plastic bucket handed down by the fat man.

After the mound was cleaned up, Feng Baobao reached out and touched the row of tomb bricks, the edges and corners were neat and thin, so the tip of the sapper shovel was drawn in, only to hear a harsh sound, the tomb bricks became loose, and then Feng Baobao slammed down, and a complete tomb brick was knocked into two.

Feng Baobao picked up the broken tomb bricks one by one and threw them into the plastic bucket, and the third barrier of the underground palace was also destroyed, and finally, when Feng Baobao took out the forty-ninth tomb brick, a cold wind poured up from the ground.

"Feng Baobao, get out of the way!" Xu Zhaohua had been staring at the entrance of the cave, and at this moment, when she saw the cold wind gushing out when the dungeon was opened, she couldn't help but shout.

In fact, the moment Feng Baobao lifted the tomb brick, she already felt a trace of cool air seeping out, so the moment the tomb brick was taken away, she directly raised her sleeves to cover herself with the wide placket of the camouflage uniform.

The cold wind poured out of the ground blew for more than ten minutes, Feng Baobao's arm kept holding, not daring to slack off at all, she could feel a biting chill coming from the cold wind, and the sleeves of the camouflage uniform were sneering and fluttering, and it was actually a little wet.

People who have been under the tomb know that the underground palace is completely closed after being buried in the tomb owner, and it is isolated from the outside world, and the air inside will become yin gas when buried in the ground all year round, and the yin gas of tens or hundreds of years will not be too harmful, but if this is really a dungeon no later than the Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that the yin energy accumulated in the underground palace for thousands of years will make people die on the spot.

When the yin qi dissipated, Feng Baobao put down his sleeves and folded his hand to take a look, there was a large black stain on it, mixed with a rancid smell, which looked very disgusting.

Xu Zhaohua poked her head again, and when she saw that Feng Baobao was fine, she was relieved, and said: "You take off the camouflage of your jacket, and then find one for you to wear, the yin qi will be toxic after a long time, you better not touch it." ”

Although Feng Baobao muttered that the other party was nosy, he still took off his coat as he wanted, threw it into a plastic bucket and let the fat man pull it up.

Feng Baobao, who took off his coat and only wore a tight camouflage vest, showed his slender figure, his skin was better than snow, and a short ponytail like a dark cloud was exposed on the back of his head, and the orange dimness in the room was projected to the bottom of the cave, and a faint light shone on her face, which made people's hearts ripple.

Glasses took a blue clover coat from Feng Baobao's room, and just threw it down to Feng Baobao, when he heard the number below, "Glasses, this is my most expensive coat, you brought it to me to wear it to the tomb, do you want me to die better!" ”

The glasses were so frightened that they hid to the side and didn't dare to speak.

Xu Zhaohua raised her eyebrows, smiled dumbly, directly picked up the navy blue travel bag, and then picked up the square stone slab from the ground, and after the fat man extended the nylon rope to the stairs outside and tied it tightly, he asked the two: "You have to leave a door above, which of you two wants to go down with me?" ”

The fat man was the first to jump out, hurriedly ran to Xu Zhaohua to stand up, and said to the glasses with a righteous face: "Glasses, you have a better brain than me, if something happens in the store, you will definitely be able to deal with it, I will go down to see it first, if I am tired, I will call you to replace the shift, what do you think?" ”

The glasses helplessly helped the frame of the glasses, spread his hands and said: "You have said so, what else can I do, then okay, I will stay on it." Be careful when you go down, and pay attention to protecting Sister Bao, she has always dared to fight and fight, and she is the most prone to accidents. ”

The fat man hummed, and followed Xu Zhaohua to steal the hole, and when he went down to the bottom, a large piece of the tomb brick was hollowed out, and Feng Baobao had already taken the lead in entering.

Then the fat man asked the glasses to throw down two backpacks, which were bulging with some medicines, food, bandages, flashlights, glow sticks and the like, which was a treasure chest.

With a plop, Feng Baobao jumped down from the hole and knelt on one knee.

Below the tomb bricks is a long and narrow road, the floor tiles of the green clay slab are paved, and the corridor is pitch black, and you can't see the five fingers when you reach out and stick it to your eyes.

Feng Baobao felt that the temperature was a little low, rubbed his arms, took out a pocket flashlight from his trouser pocket and put it on his mouth, and the flashlight light swept around the place to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The road is straight, extending from a distance and running through the other side, there is the sound of rushing water in the ears, two ditches of equal length are dug on both sides of the road, and the water flow of the underground river is led out of two diverts into the ditch. On both sides of the ditch, that is, on both sides of the tomb, a huge stone dragon head appeared on the wall every few meters, and the dragon head was in a high-spirited posture facing the road, and there were water jets gushing out of the dragon's mouth, smashing into the ditch and splashing continuously.

At the same time, looking into the distance, the long road gradually rises, the ditch is also raised in the first step, dozens of hundreds of dragon heads play with water beads, and the gushing waves will turn the originally gently flowing underground river into turbulent waves, at a glance, it is like the road to heaven for thousands of pilgrimages.

"There is a road in front, there is a dragon on the side, there is water on the left and right, there is a lean on the front and back, you can find a living water in the dark underground to fill your own leyline, and artificially create a unique terrain to hold the dragon, it seems that the owner of this tomb is not simple, not the emperor has to be a prince." Feng Baobao muttered secretly.

When the fat man came down with Xu Zhaohua, he saw Feng Baobao holding a flashlight and slapping around with a sapper shovel, and the sound of ping-pong echoed in the empty corridor, like striking iron.

"Boss, what are you doing?" The fat man asked.

"Look for traps." Feng Baobao said without raising his head.

Xu Zhaohua circled around the neighborhood with her hands on her back, carrying a navy blue travel bag, not like she was here to fight, but like a sightseeing tour.

Xu Zhaohua and the fat man had a wolf-eye flashlight that illuminated the distance of more than ten meters in a radius, Feng Baobao put away the extremely small flashlight, saw Xu Zhaohua was tinkering with something, walked over to look, and found that he was fiddling with a black oval box, and the surface of the box was wet.

"Hey, it's called Hanako, what's the use of the things in your hands, dirty?" Feng Baobao took the backpack thrown by the fat man with a sapper shovel and carried it on his shoulder.

"You don't understand this, this is called a turtle shell, the turtles that have lived for a hundred years are spiritual, after their dead turtle shells are polished and dried, they can divinate yin and yang with the eight strands of fluorene in the Maoshan spell, the wetter the turtle shell, the heavier the yin qi, and the deeper the evil qi." Xu Zhaohua said.

"Turtle shell divination? I seem to have heard the older generation of Yuanliang say it, but I always think it's a trick to pretend to be a ghost, is it possible that you still understand this kind of operation? Feng Baobao pouted.

"That's because you don't have enough knowledge, the reason why you think you're pretending to be a ghost, it's because you haven't really met anyone who knows how to do it.

The ancients believed that the sky was round, the tortoise's back carapace was bulging like the sky, the abdominal carapace was flat, like the earth, and the tortoise seemed to be carrying the heaven and the earth. Therefore, the turtle is considered to be a spiritual creature that can learn astronomy and geography, and the turtle shell is used as a mascot to predict the rise and fall of existence and death.

In ancient times, people did not understand the natural world, coupled with the extremely low productivity at that time, people were shackled by the forces of nature, and because of this, there was a fear of the forces of nature, but also because people had agricultural production, followed by a series of natural disasters. No one could give a scientific and effective explanation for these phenomena, so divination was born while praying for peace on earth.

During the Yin Shang period, the emperor's diviner used a charcoal fire to grill the tortoise shell, according to the cracks of the tortoise shell, to divinate the emperor's fortune and predict state affairs, wars, weather, disasters, etc. The origin of the word "divination" is that after the fire burns the turtle shell, it is easy to appear "divining" cracks, and soothsayers use these cracks to predict the destiny of heaven. Legend has it that the inspiration for the pattern of gossip also comes from the tortoiseshell pattern of the tortoise shell.

Even in modern society, many fortune tellers still use turtle shells and copper coins to tell fortunes, and fortune telling taboos are taboo to kill, especially those turtles that are believed to be psychic. The fortune teller can hold a turtle shell in his hand, shake it in his hand, and recite words in his mouth, and then shake out the copper coins in the turtle shell, and determine the good luck and evil according to the number and distribution of copper coins. The divination is to take three ancient coins, throw bronze coins, and solve them with basic theories, from the four elephants.

There is a Maoshan faction is good at spells, among which the turtle shell divination is carried forward thanks to the eight-strand fluorene calculation, since ancient times, each kind of tomb robbery school has their own magic formula, the Maoshan faction is good at changing the luck through the tomb feng shui, they use the eight-strand fluorene calculation to calculate the balance of all things and the future development trend, the eight-strand fluorene calculation is based on the base system and the algorithm is complex, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand it, so when using the eight-strand fluorene calculation to divinate the turtle shell, you must devote yourself to it, and you can't have the slightest slack, Otherwise, any deviation in calculation will bring extremely terrible consequences to the tomb feng shui that you want to change, and even to yourself. ”

"Eight shares of fluorene counted? I seem to have been in contact with the Jin Ding Acupoint Technique before, no, isn't it also a technique for mountain movers? The Mountain Mover is also a derivative of the Maoshan Daoist," Feng Baobao said curiously, "How can you, a descendant of the Jieling Sect, be so interested in Maoshan magic, maybe you want to eat inside and out, right?" ”

After speaking, Feng Baobao rolled his eyes with disdain.

Xu Zhaohua snorted, "Why do you care so much." Holding the turtle shell, he continued to walk to the road upstream of the canal.

Feng Baobao tightened the shoulder straps of his backpack and beckoned the fat man to follow, and the three of them walked side by side, the sound of water in their ears washed and stirred.

The road was long and dim, even if the wolf's eye flashlight was dazzling, but only a hazy point of light remained at the end when it was illuminated in the distance, and the dragon's head was still spitting water, but Feng Baobao felt that the road under his feet had become strange.

The original smooth road seems to have come to an end, the feet are very strangely steep, the boots can feel the uneven ups and downs on the ground, with the wolf's eye flashlight to the ground, I found that the ground has become potholes, and all kinds of pebbles are embedded in the road, some places are slightly flattened and some places are crooked to the heel can not stand steadily, along the way there is a feeling of big ups and downs.

Feng Baobao was a little uneasy in his heart, his pace gradually slowed down, and he wanted to take a closer look at this road through the wolf's eye flashlight in the fat man's hand, and there were several crooked scraping lines at the corners of the inlaid pebbles that were directly divided into several sections, horizontal and vertical, left and right, and connected with several other scraping lines, which looked like a totem.

Seeing this, Feng Baobao suddenly raised his right hand into a fist and shouted to the two people in front of him: "Don't go any further, there is a problem with this road." ”