The three fat men suddenly shouted, "****." The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info "I quickly helped Wu Ming up." Take out the spare flashlight from your backpack and screw it to its brightest brightest.

Imagine how much courage it takes to face a bunch of people who have been dead for thousands of years in a dark room, I obviously don't have such courage now, even if there are two big men around me, my heart is straight, and I can only find a little sense of security from the light of technology.

I tried to call the second uncle a few times, but no one answered, I knocked on the stone bricks again, and there was no loosening in the slightest.

The three fat men retreated to me and shot the dead people with flashlights: "I said big pillar, what the hell is going on?" How can the stone bricks be closed? ”

I motioned to him to look at Wu Ming, who was unconscious, and said my guess: "Someone should have closed the switch of this stone brick, let's wake up Wu Ming first." The three fat men glanced at the pile of private individuals that remained unchanged, carefully put the flashlight on the ground, and placed it in a dead light, and said: "You are right, you have to let the little brother return to the team to lead the revolution first." I see that this organ suddenly put together eighty percent of the bad old man surnamed Guisun did it, and I don't have the surname Gong if I don't get him a few times when I go up. ”

At this time, I helped Wu Ming and felt that slight trembling, so I quickly put him flat on the ground, and I sat down and let his head rest on my lap. He seemed to be in pain, frowning all the time, and his hand was raised to touch something.

I really couldn't understand what he was going to say, so I asked the three fat men to take a look, and the three fat men looked at it and said, "He has a headache, hurry up and press him." I rubbed the letter suspiciously for Wu Ming for a while, but I didn't expect him to wake up, but his eyes turned golden again.

He struggled to sit up and shook his head, and seeing that we were all staring at him, he reached out and covered one eye and said, "There's something in this tomb that is affecting me." ”

Then he told us that he had passed out and fallen. In the tomb, he saw a vague figure in the dark, but when he wanted to look closely, his head was open, this time it was no more than in the fog, it seemed that the thing had a greater impact on him in the tomb, not only his eyesight was affected, but most importantly, he fainted without knowing it.

The three fat men insisted that since Wu Ming had been affected in the valley, it could not be an individual existence, such as a human figure or something. That thing must be the whole, so he felt that Wu Ming was influenced by the entire location of the Song Sleeve tomb.

Although the way these three fat men speak and think is a little strange, after getting along for the past few days, I know that he is not the kind of person who can talk nonsense at critical moments.

I told him about the location relationship between the Song Sleeve Tomb and the dragon vein of the Purple Mountain, and I always felt that there must be some kind of meaning in it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the three fat men shouted again: "Is it possible to say that Qin Hui wants to be the emperor, but it's not right, Qin Hui's dog thief's tomb is not in the Purple Mountain, and his real body is kneeling by the West Lake." Besides, if you want to be the king of heaven, you have to bury the tomb on the dragon vein, and his mother's burial in the dragon vein is a ball. ”

Wu Ming said that we just came down, and we don't know so much about this tomb, and besides, the wisdom of the ancients is extraordinary, and we will not have any results if we speculate randomly, so it is better to get out of here as soon as possible. I thought to myself that this is too damn right, and I couldn't play well when I saw a bunch of weird corpses affecting my intelligence, so I hurriedly agreed.

The hidden passages in the tombs like this are generally designed by the owners of the tombs, in order to prevent "treasure hunters" like us. Since ancient times, there has been a saying in China that no one likes their living environment to be disturbed by outsiders. Of course, this is not a means of death, at most it is a warning from the owner of the tomb, the stone bricks of the tomb can only be opened from the outside, but there are often mechanisms in the dark pavilion like ours that lead to the outside.

Seeing that I was groping for the stone wall, the three fat men also cautiously followed me and touched it, while Wu Ming stared at the pile of corpses in a daze, and he shouldn't have screamed a few times, so he simply stopped caring about him.

I didn't pay attention for long, and I always felt like I was going to run into three fat people. Although the place where we fell was not very big, it was completely okay to accommodate more than 20 people according to the size of the three fat men, and it would not be enough to touch them when I turned around, at first I thought it was the three fat men who were really afraid that the pile of dead people would be closer to me, but in the end, the distance between the two was less than one meter before I felt that something was wrong. I turned around and saw that the three fat men and I were still one east and one west, but the distance between east and west had been significantly shortened, and the wall was actually moving.

At this time, Wu Ming said: "Be careful, the wall is moving." Then he jumped on the pile of corpses and lay on top of them as they were.

The three fat men and I were back to back, and one of us was pushing hard against the wall to prevent it from closing, and our hands trembled. Seeing Wu Ming lying down motionless, the three fat men gritted their teeth and said, "I said little brother, I'm almost a cake here, and you still have time to lie on it and rest." ”

Then Wu Ming said: "Stand back." "I thought to myself, master, I'm about to be caught in the wall, how the hell are you going to let me retreat, who knew that as soon as he reached out and touched it, the pile of corpses fell overwhelmingly towards me, and I subconsciously retreated without the barrier of the wall.

After a sound, I saw the opposite wall collapse violently, the three fat men were in shock on the side, and Wu Ming stood firmly in the corner with his feet crossed, I wanted to stand up but I don't know which dead man's hand was holding my calf tightly, and I couldn't break free.

Seeing this, Wu Ming hurriedly came down from the wall, took out the knife he was carrying, cut off that arm, and dragged me up, saying, "The situation is not good, run quickly." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the pile of corpses moved. I was about to ask the three fat men to run quickly, but when I saw that the grandson had already run away, I scolded and hurried after him.

After running along the graveyard for a while, I suddenly felt a quiet silence around me, and it was supposed that there should be the voices of three people. But I did hear only the sound of my own kicking. Looking around, a chill rushed from my spine to my head, and I was about to howl when I felt someone grab me vigorously.

Then the man said, "Hold on." As soon as I heard Wu Ming's voice, I hurriedly complied, and in the dark, the three fat men gently kicked me to signal that he was also there.

Then there was the sound of objects rubbing in the grave where we just ran, and I saw that the pile of corpses actually crawled over, it was still in a vertical row, its face was tilted to the side, and the strange thing was that the corpse at the bottom was holding the arm that Wu Ming had cut off.