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The fat man looked at the wall tiles here, and then said, "These four gods are a little strange," "What, dead fatty, what have you found again?" [Ran^Text^Library] The reliefs of the four statues of dagger, qi, zhong, wen, net and head are all depicted very neatly, and there is no flaw at all, and the corresponding four directions are also just right. The fat man sorted out his thoughts and continued, "There is a problem with the orientation of these four gods," they were all startled, there was a problem with the orientation, and then they looked at it carefully, "No problem," Chen Xie was puzzled.

The fat man shook his head and said, "It's not like this, you are all confused, do you check carefully, the positions of these four gods have been reversed, to be correct, entering from the gate, it should be the left green dragon, the right white tiger, the front Vermilion Bird, and the back Xuanwu." "When he said this, the positions of these four gods are really different, which is really weird." Or maybe—" The fat man didn't finish. But he was directly interrupted by the white-haired old man, "These four gods can't be an illusion," "I don't think it's possible, if it's an illusion, then the sacrificial platform I saw before doesn't exist," the patriarch retorted.

The trumpet didn't believe in this evil, and hurriedly ran to the sacrificial platform, only to hear the shout of the trumpet, "The sacrificial platform is still there," and then they breathed a sigh of relief. At least, this illusion is excluded, so what's going on?

The trumpet has already run back, "It's still there," the fat man smiled slightly, "The illusion is impossible, it's a matter of direction," the fat man spoke, and he also set up with the glasses man, as if there was something in the words, "Dead fat man, you should say it quickly," the trumpet became anxious, he hated this kind of mother-in-law the most.

The fat man has always been unaccustomed to people like the trumpet, "The trumpet, what's wrong," "Damn, dead fat, you don't know, it's all nonsense here," the trumpet obviously used the agitation method. The fat man was not discouraged, but he was angry, "Why don't I know, who is my fat man, hum - you also underestimate me, okay, I'll analyze it for you now, in fact, the orientation of the four gods is deviated, that is, the location of the gate is special, if it is arranged according to the orientation of the four gods, the location of this gate should be built on the opposite side of the sacrificial platform, that is, the position of the Xuanwu relief, maybe there will be a door there." After saying that, the fat man looked at the relief stone wall on the right.

"So wicked! And the secret door," the trumpet muttered, half-believing. "Another thing is that this relief is also special," said the fat man. "Embossed!" Chen Xie looked at the stone sculpture in front of him, and he didn't see anything abnormal. Could it be that there is something wrong with the stone wall?

The fat man smiled and said, "These four gods are carved from bricks," and "There is something special about this," Chen Xie asked again. "This ancient mansion is very strange, more precisely, the relief cemetery, the two statues of the warrior gods just before the gate are carved from stone, and the four god reliefs we see now, if I guess correctly, these four god reliefs are brick carvings, which are made of large bluestone bricks." "Stone carving, brick carving!" Chen Xie was surprised.

"Hehe-the fat man is right, this ancient mansion cemetery is indeed a relief design," the patriarch also spoke. If it is really as the fat man said, then this ancient mansion cemetery is extraordinary.

The trumpet is really energetic, especially for strange things, the trumpet slipped away, and arrived at the basalt relief. They don't know, and as for whether it's good or bad, they can only be arbitrary. Come to this basalt relief, look carefully, this basalt relief really has some cracks, of course, this crack is the interface made of these stone bricks, the seam is very small, if you don't look carefully, it's really hard to detect.

The trumpet was already in love, so he struck it with the hammer in his hand, "Trumpet! Aides! Chen Xie shouted. Son, why are you in such a hurry, do you know what the consequences will be," the patriarch reminded. The trumpet was obviously stunned, speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

"It's going to be troublesome to hit this seam with a hammer, do you see, there's a layer of acid wax at the seam," the fat man pointed to the white layer of soil at the seam. "Sour wax, what does it do, what will happen if you hit it directly," Chen Xie didn't understand very well.

The patriarch smiled and said, "You don't know this, this sour wax is actually rock acid, if you blindly knock the adobe bricks open, then a layer of rock acid will burst out of the stone wall, and it will be splashed directly on the person's body, and after that, you'll be—" "What will happen after that?" asked the trumpet. "After that, the place where it must have splashed turned into a puddle of stinking water," Chen Xie explained.

"Damn, so evil! I've seen it now," he exhaled, and looked at the seam again. At this time, the trumpet did not dare to move lightly, for fear of attracting disaster.

"Let's get moving," the patriarch shouted, having already pulled the tubes and some airbottles out of his backpack. He opened the air flow bottle with his hand, and at one end, Brother Scar came to take the handle, and inserted this end into the seam, and after waiting for a while, a stream of white liquid flowed out of the air pipe, all the way into the gas cylinder, and at the same time made a "coo-" sound, and bubbles bubbled in the gas cylinder, and the water seemed to be boiling.

After a long time, there was no more white liquid flowing out of the stone cracks, "It's okay, the trumpet is smashed," and then the patriarch ordered the trumpet to act. The trumpet was also really sharp, and he puffed up his breath, and went down with a hammer, and in just a few minutes, the stone wall was chiseled open.

The patriarch didn't let them go in first, he himself illuminated it with a hand lamp at the entrance of the cave, and found that it was also an ancient carving cemetery. The fat man didn't want to go into the cave, he was still thinking about the incense burner at this time, "Patriarch, that incense burner," the fat man was very reluctant, so he pointed to the incense burner on the sacrificial altar.

Of course, the patriarch knew his intentions, and advised, "That incense burner is a thing to ward off evil spirits, it's best not to take it away, just put it there," the fat man must be unwilling, such a valuable treasure is a once-in-a-century occurrence, how can you say don't want it, this thing is definitely priceless. The fat man didn't give up, so he didn't listen to the patriarch's advice, and hurriedly ran to the sacrificial platform, picked up the incense burner, put it in his backpack, and slipped away. "Fatty!" The patriarch couldn't do anything about him, and he had no choice but to obey him.

They didn't pay much attention to the fat man's business, and the most important thing at the moment was inside the hole. When I walked into the cave, a cool breeze blew and hit my face, which was very cold and cold

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