The unban system at the starting point is really bad, and it's finally done.

This is really unprecedented, even if it is a zongzi, he has only seen those who can jump and jump, and he has never seen anyone who can laugh, Zhang Qiling felt a tightness in his heart, and hurriedly took a step back, his whole body was on alert, ready to deal with its next move, what he didn't expect was that the hand of the dry corpse that was originally pointing at the sky suddenly moved, and it became horizontally pointing to the east, and at the same time, the whole room suddenly darkened, and the night pearl on the top of the treasure didn't know what the reason was, and it was extinguished instantly.

When they came in, in order to save the battery, they had turned off the flashlight, and several other people were frightened at this time, Zhang Qiling found that although the room was darkened, it did not become pitch black, and he looked up and found that the four night pearls closest to the four walls were not extinguished, just like the dim street lamps on the dark street, only illuminating a small area, at this time, Li Sidi's trembling voice came from the side: "There is a face on the wall!"

Zhang Qiling was excited, and hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that the yellow mortar brick wall illuminated by the night pearl in the east had changed in light and shadow, and a huge miserable white face appeared for no reason.

Zhang Qiling knew that it must be another trick, so he jumped off the stone platform a little bored, walked to the brick wall on the east side to take a look, and found that what was on the wall was actually a shadow painting, this kind of painting was formed by the shadows of the ravines on the wall when the light came from a fixed angle, if the angle of the light was wrong, the painting would not appear, but because these lines were so weird, it was easy to be imagined as a terrible human face in a highly tense situation.

He looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but move in his heart, the one in front of him seemed to be a narrative painting, and looking at the content, it should be showing the situation when the Genting Heavenly Palace was just completed, and he saw that the so-called Heavenly Palace was actually built on a very steep mountain range, and the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and mist, wrapping the entire palace, giving people a feeling of floating on the clouds. Zhang Qiling looked at the scene of the mountain. It seems to be snowy, the altitude should be very high, I don't know which mountain it is on.

He turned his head and found that there were shadows and paintings on all four walls, and he hurriedly turned to the brick wall on the south side to continue looking, only to see this one, on the cliff below the Heavenly Palace, there were plank roads connected to the grottoes in many places, and a group of workers were using a "dry tree (crane)" to bring a huge coffin. Pulling up along the cliff one grotto after another, the funeral procession is lined up in a row, climbing up the plank road with difficulty. Zhang Qiling sighed, this heavenly palace. Could it be that it is a mausoleum, so who is in this coffin?

He continued to walk, and the picture on the west side was even more strange. I saw that the plank road on the cliff was actually lit with a raging fire, which should be the only way to enter the heavenly palace after the funeral ceremony was over, in order to ensure the safety of the mausoleum. In this way, basically all small-scale tomb robberies can be eliminated, no matter whether it is the southern or northern faction, no one has the ability to go to a place at such a high altitude, climb a hundred meters of cliff, and pour a bucket, it is impossible and unnecessary.

He had never come across such a tomb in his memory, so he was surprised. I rushed to the last picture, and I was happy to see it, because this painting was surprisingly simple: the heavenly palace on the top of the mountain suddenly disappeared, and only that, I saw a patch of snow, and not only that. Even the cliffs are covered in white. Although it was not very vivid, Zhang Qiling already knew that this should be an avalanche.

He speculated that the fire might have caused the temperature to rise, and the snow above the Heavenly Palace had loosened, causing a massive avalanche that not only buried the entire Heavenly Palace under the snow, but also covered the entire mountain, turning the palace into a real tomb.

When he saw this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, he really didn't expect this Genting Heavenly Palace's final fate to be like this. It seems that Wang Zanghai is also obsessed with this, his outstanding works were directly crushed by the avalanche not long after they were completed, enough for him to die depressed, no wonder he wants to record this matter in this secret way, this should be a mausoleum of a prominent person, he must not be able to make this work public, but with his character who likes to show off so much, he will definitely somehow let future generations know that there is such a spectacular Genting Heavenly Palace in his works.

The only thing I don't know now is who is buried in this tomb, Zhang Qiling took a deep breath, and at this time, he suddenly saw Wen Jin and the other two people trying to move the large mirror in the southeast corner. He felt very strange and hurriedly asked her what she was doing, Wen Jin said anxiously: "I just saw Sanxing hiding behind this mirror, and it flashed and disappeared." ”

Zhang Qiling then remembered the matter of the third uncle, and hurriedly went up to help, this 2-meter-high gilded Fuzi pattern bronze mirror is very heavy, they used all their strength, only to move half a meter, everyone looked at it, only to see that on the corner wall behind the mirror, there was a square hole more than half a person high, Zhang Qiling took a look inside, only to see a piece of black, I don't know where to go.

When Wu Sansheng planned the underground palace a few days ago, he didn't find that there was such a big room here, but Zhang Qiling had long known that the underground palace was not as simple as he planned, because the shipwreck burial was different from the land burial, there was a shipwreck process, and the ship must maintain absolute balance in this process, so the symmetry of the mausoleum was very high.

He didn't bother to be in the limelight at that time, so he didn't tell Wu Sanxing, and now that he thinks about it, it's not surprising that there is a channel for balance here.

He explained to everyone, turned on the flashlight and walked in first, because the flashlight was always on when entering the thief hole, and basically there was a little lack of power, so Wen Jin asked them to turn on one before and after, and everyone else turned it off. The inside of this stone road is quite wide, and it can almost be walked by four people side by side Huo Ling saw Zhang Qiling and Wen Jin walking so close, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, so he squeezed up, at this time, Zhang Qiling already felt that something was a little wrong, and he vaguely saw that something was squirming in the darkness in front of him.

At the same time, the increasingly strong fragrance in the air also attracted his attention, this feeling, as if they were approaching the source of the fragrance, after a few more steps inside, these smells were already fragrant and he couldn't concentrate his spirit, he turned around and wanted to ask Wen Jin. Suddenly found that several people behind him had fallen to the ground, Wen Jin next to his forehead, looked at him in a daze, and fell into his arms at once.

Zhang Qi's spiritual heart screamed, and immediately held his breath, but it was too late, he only felt an irresistible sleepiness attack, began to lean against the wall, and then gradually lost consciousness. In the haze, he saw the third uncle squatting down and looking at him expressionlessly.

With that, the stuffy oil bottle took a deep breath and fell silent. "When I woke up, I was lying on top of a hospital bed, not remembering anything, not knowing anything until a few months later," he said. Little by little, I began to remember some fragments, and after a few years, I began to realize that something was wrong with my body. ”

I couldn't help but interject and ask him if he found out that he wouldn't be old. But he didn't give me this chance, so he continued: "I can't tell you what the problem is now, but I met your third uncle three months ago, and I found him very familiar, so in order to remember more things, I followed you to the palace of King Lu." At this point, he suddenly turned to me. said: "I am in the palace of King Lu, and I found that your third uncle is very problematic!"

I didn't know what he meant, but he continued: "The piece of gold silk silk you took out of the bronze coffin is actually a fake. It has long been transferred by your third uncle. ”

I was taken aback and exclaimed, "Nonsense! Didn't you fuck that one out of the ground?"

The stuffy oil bottle glanced at me lightly and said, "No, it's your third uncle himself, he and Da Kui, two people, made holes from the back of the tree and dug directly to the bottom of the coffin, which is probably why Da Kui must die." ”

I listened with chills all over my body, more nervous than ever, although I still wanted to stand on the side of the third uncle, but my mind was already like a lightning bolt, countless scenes jumped out, I remembered how Da Kui was poisoned, remembered why Panzi was still awake before going up the tree, and when we saw him on the ground, he was already in a deep coma, remembering that when the fat man and I had not yet climbed out of that gap, he had already run over with a gasoline canister.

I can't think about it anymore, I just feel that everything in the world is turned upside down, and I don't know who is telling the truth, who is a liar, and who I should believe. I felt that my brain was in a mess, and I couldn't control myself and muttered to myself: "No, no, no, things are not so simple, there is no motive, why did the third uncle do this?"

The stuffy oil bottle said lightly: "If this person is really your third uncle, there is indeed no motive." But—" he sighed.

I didn't understand what he meant, but I seemed to have believed him in my heart, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly, I had been thinking about how many things the third uncle was lying to me, and now, I had to think about how many things he didn't lie to me.

I really didn't expect things to change like this, but when I think about it, it's useless to think about it now, no matter who is true or who is false, it will not be interesting until we escape, otherwise what will happen if we die here and know the truth.

Thinking of this, I was busy calming down and letting myself relax, at this time, I found that the fat man had walked to the front of the stone monument, squatting awkwardly, cocking an orchid finger, and combing his hair there slowly, I frowned, and shouted: "Dead fat man, what the hell are you doing, can't you give me a stop?"

He turned his head, pretended to be a woman's voice, and said, "The mother of the mourning family is combing her hair~, combing your hair will not kill you, what are you talking about?"

I was helpless and asked him, "Comb your hair?" Do you want to go to that gate of heaven too?"

The fat man said: "Of course, such a spectacular scene, how could I miss it, fat man, besides, it is not easy for you to see us come down once, the woman ran away again, it seems that our commission is not counted on, no matter what, we have to dig a few night pearls over, the so-called rich will not be upside down, inverted bucket will not be empty-handed." ”

I scolded: "Dare to hear about it for so long just now, and you heard a night pearl?"

He was not convinced when he heard this, and said: "Hey, you really can't say that about me, you fat man, I want to enter this heavenly gate, there is another very important reason, do you know what it is?"

;