Is Song Bald swollen, why did he suddenly scream, what's the situation.

"Song Bald, are you dead, you don't squeak when you die." My uncle began to shout towards the entrance of the cave.

"Not dead, not dead, there are dead people underground, it scares me." It seems that this old boy is not dead yet. Since there is nothing going on below, we are starting to prepare. When we went down, the ground was covered with dead people, and my uncle had already lowered his head and examined it.

"This is the craftsman who repaired the mausoleum." We also took a look at the torches, and sure enough. The ground is still very dry, and although only the bones of the corpse remain, the clothes are still basically intact, and there are still some tools on the ground. One by one, these people are still in the same position as when they died, and it seems that they were also killed here, so they don't have to pass on the secrets here.

We saw that these dead people were nothing special, so we began to search the surroundings, and at this time, Song Bald also found something.

"Old Brother Yu, you see there is oil here." Let's go over and see, there's a long, narrow trench with an oil-like substance. By this time my uncle had already lit the oil in the trench with a torch. Suddenly, a raging flame burned in the trench next to it, and the whole passage was as bright as day.

By this time we had seen the whole passage, but it really scared me. The passages on both sides were densely packed with an unknown number of Dark Spirits, but they were motionless now, what was the situation? I saw that these geists were not only motionless, but they didn't seem to be angry at all. Anyway, my dagger doesn't show any abnormalities, so I don't think there should be any danger.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

"It's the effect of the five-colored mandala, this mythical thing actually exists." Zhang Tianshi took the first step to answer this question.

"It's indeed the effect of the five-colored mandala, but the number in his hand is too small, and now it can only temporarily put them into this semi-comatose state. Let's hurry up, let's get to where we're going. "My uncle has already started to look for the way, but these dark wandering spirits are really interfering with the vision.

Fortunately, Song Bald was experienced and quickly found the direction we should go, which is a channel to continue to decline. We walked down for a while, and finally came to a large burial chamber, in which there was nothing but a huge sarcophagus. What the hell is this coffin, it turns out to be so huge.

"Uncle, what is this?" My uncle pursed his lips and pointed at Song Bald.

"Don't ask me, ask Song Bald, shouldn't he often deal with things underground." Song Bald could only look at my uncle with an innocent face at this time, and I guess he didn't know either.

"That, older than the eldest brother, in the Qin and Han dynasties, it was generally a three-layer wooden coffin. And this kind of sarcophagus is generally something that only foreigners will use, and the Han people basically will not use it. It's just that this sarcophagus is so huge, I don't know what it is. Although Song Bald didn't say the source, he still told us that this should not be a product of the Han people.

"Then you don't know this, if you want to know what's inside, you can only find a way to open it. Qin Wu, I'm sorry for you, let's see if I can push it. Qin Wu walked over and patted the heavy sarcophagus, as if he was estimating the weight.

"I think the lid of this sarcophagus is almost a thousand pounds, and it may be more laborious to lift, but it shouldn't be a problem to push it open. Get out of the way, let me try. "Qin Wu put us aside, I don't know if he can push this thing away, come on, Qin Wu.

Qin Wu stood next to the sarcophagus, holding the lid of the sarcophagus with both hands, and stomping his feet on the ground. Qin Wu's force, the sarcophagus didn't move at all, what was the situation. Qin Wu looked at the coffin again, this time in a different position, and with a roar, this time the sarcophagus moved. Qin Wu walked forward step by step, and the coffin lid also moved forward little by little.

At this point, we immediately went up to see what was inside. When we got to the front, we all gasped, what is it here, anyway, I don't feel like it's a human being.

The contents of the coffin had basically turned into a white skeleton, which looked like a human skeleton, but it was almost four meters tall, which was a giant. There were still remnants of broken silk clothing on the skeleton, as well as some remnants of hair on the head. There are some jade and gold and silver objects in the sarcophagus, and it seems that this mausoleum was built for him.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"This should have something to do with a kind of red-haired giant in ancient mythology, which is that the mythical red-haired giant is much larger. However, it seems that the owner of this skeleton may be a descendant of the original red-haired giant. "Red-haired giant, why haven't I heard of it.

"Uncle, I've never seen this red-haired giant in the historical materials I read in the book." I looked at my uncle with questions.

"What do you know, what you can see is only what the world wants you to see, and what you don't know doesn't just don't exist, it's just that you don't want to know." What my uncle said made so much sense that I was speechless.

"This giant is supposed to be a descendant of the giants of ancient mythology, but why he appeared here is only known to those who built the mausoleum for him. We don't have time for archaeology right now, we should find out why we're here, and if I'm not mistaken, there should be a mechanism in this sarcophagus. "My uncle walked around the sarcophagus and began to look for the mechanism.

My uncle searched around and finally stopped at the head of the giant skeleton. I put my hand under the giant's skull, and below it was a stone pillow carved out of bluestone. My uncle grabbed the stone pillow and pressed it down hard. I saw that my uncle's sweat was flowing out, and at this time, this stone pillow was really pressed by my uncle.

The moment the stone pillow was completely pressed, there was a sudden violent sound on the ground, what was the situation?

"Everyone, hold on to the sides of this sarcophagus, don't fall, we're going down." My uncle seemed to have anticipated what was going to happen, and we had to hold on to the sarcophagus to slow the tremor. Our ground shook and slowly descended, and after a few minutes, our ground dropped six or seven meters, and we came to a deeper level of space.

"There's nothing wrong with what was written in the notes." My uncle let out a sigh. As far as my uncle sighed, everyone around my waist suddenly made a sound.