"Who?!"

I couldn't help but scream in the dark, but the voice of the seventh master came from my ears: "Xiao Gu, don't scream!" ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the gray Seventh Master: "Seventh Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Ha, it's okay!" The seventh master still had a smile on his face: "Say it while walking." ”

"Where have you been?" When I opened my mouth, it was a question in my heart.

"When we came in, because of the water pouring in, the dead man Teng Xishui pounced on us." The seventh master said as he walked: "I was separated from you. Outside the wall, I couldn't find the door, so I took the risk of getting a rope and climbed in, a little before you, and immediately after entering the water, I thought that there would be a dead man's vine in it, so I hurried to find a high ground. I didn't expect to shout at you when I saw you, and I was attacked too. ”

I nodded: "This is the Afang Mausoleum, right?" That piece of water just now? ”

"This water is called Orchid Pond." The Seventh Master really knew a lot: "It was originally in a bedroom of the First Emperor, and it was also replenished by a river outside at that time, you see that the ground is flooding at this time, and it is estimated that in a few days, this orchid pool will appear again." Did you find the door and come in? ”

"Well, I also saw a monster, what did the master of the bag say?"

"Iron?" The Seventh Master frowned and stopped talking, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, we have walked into the square of the front hall, and I don't know why, I always feel that this place is brighter than just now, and the fog has long since dispersed, and the strong flashlight in my hand shines through, as if it can penetrate the darkness, and the visibility has reached about ten meters away.

"Altar?" The seventh master suddenly said: "It's true that this is Afang's mausoleum, but how can there be an altar here?" ”

I followed the flashlight of the seventh master, and I saw that on the high ground in the center of the square a few zhang away, there was a one-person size sacrificial furnace, and the body of the furnace was engraved with two dragons, which were majestic. I walked up behind the Seventh Master, and the entire flight of stairs was almost two zhang high.

The moment I stepped onto the high ground, I saw three huge incense sticks inserted into the sacrificial furnace! The point is, these three Hui Ling incense sticks have been lit, and they have burned about half of them!

What the hell?

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)! This is a 2,000-year-old tomb, how can there be a lit incense?!

I turned my head to look at the seventh master, and saw that he was also frowning, walked over and circled around the sacrificial furnace, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Gu, guess who, who ordered this?" ”

I shook my head: "I don't know, it's definitely not our people, it's all burned like this." ”

"You guessed it right." The seventh master smiled: "It's not our people, it should be the village chief of Lujiazhai!" ”

The village chief? That's a fair thing. This is the tomb of the Lu family, and it is also appropriate for him to come to worship as a descendant of the Lu family, but in this case, the village chief knows the way into this tomb, so the Han armor in it, or something else?!

"Don't worry, there's no treasure in here." The seventh master saw my thoughts: "The thousand-year-old auspicious cave here is not simple, at that time, Empress Lu was not young, so he hoped to be able to send it quickly, and there could not be any gold, silver and jewelry when he was buried." So there should be no other treasures here besides that set of Han armor. ”

I shook my head: "That's not right, Seventh Master, not long after Empress Lu's death, the Lu family was wiped out, and there were only these survivors of Lu Jiazhai left, which means that this auspicious point has not been sent at all, so what is the reason?" ”

The seventh master smiled bitterly: "Do you think Empress Lu is stupid?" ”

I shook my head.

"That's not it, Empress Lu is not stupid, so naturally he won't make such a low-level mistake. As for why the auspicious acupoint didn't happen, then I don't know......"

"Then that village chief should know where Hanjia is, right?!" I asked.

The seventh master shook his head: "This is really not necessarily, this kind of person has a very heavy respect for his ancestors, and it is estimated that he will not turn around in this tomb." Let's go to the front hall. ”

With that, the Seventh Master turned around and entered the front hall. I also hurriedly followed, looked around, and still found no trace of the cloth bag monk and pockmark. The seventh master also made me a little suspicious, when I was in Lujiazhai, the village chief said that he looked familiar with the seventh master, and said that he had been here before. But since entering this small basin surrounded by mountains, the Seventh Master doesn't look like he's been here!

It's just that when he met the dead vine just now, and the monster Iron, the seventh master seemed very calm again...... These people are too scheming

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) deep, not suitable for playing with me!

Crossing the threshold of the front hall, we fell into the darkness of the temple. As soon as I entered, I felt a chill in the back of my head, thinking that it was dampness in the temple, but when I reached out and felt it in the hall, it was very dry.

The seventh master used the strong flashlight in his hand to shine around, and I saw that the entire front hall was empty, and there was nothing except the emperor's dragon platform and a ding incense burner.

"I can't figure it out, why would a tomb and a place for the dead cost so much material and financial resources to build such a huge palace?" I can't help but sigh a little, Qin Shi Huang is really willing to spend money.

"Hehe, a Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang that was originally fake and real is called the Eight Wonders of the World, and the real mausoleum will naturally not be stingy." The seventh master said with a smile.

I shrugged and turned to look along the wall on one side, thinking I could spot something else.

Suddenly, the chill in the back of my head became more and more intense, and even made me feel a little painful! I involuntarily reached out and covered the back of my head and pressed it lightly, without any lessening sensation, not even any touch! Why is that? Could it be mental power?!

I smiled self-deprecatingly, and when I saw that the walls were bare, I turned around and walked back to the Seventh Master while shining around: "Seventh Master, it seems that there is nothing here, the tomb should be in the center of Afang Palace!" ”

In the dark, the seventh master stood in front of the incense burner with his back to me, but he did not reply to my words.

Hey? Did this old guy find something? Curious, I walked over, shone the flashlight in my hand on the incense burner, and the back of my head ached: Darkness?! Where's the flashlight in the hand of the Seventh Master?!

My brows furrowed suddenly, my heart rose to my throat, and I turned my head tremblingly to look over, and saw that the "Seventh Master" beside me had a round head and was motionless, where is the appearance of the Seventh Master who is a talent!

"Who are you?!" I thought to myself, except for the head of the cloth bag monk, everyone else has hair: "Master of the cloth bag? ”

The man didn't speak, and I couldn't see his expression in the dark, so I simply shone the flashlight directly at his head!

Damn! What is this?!

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