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The best way to make a big hole in this rock is to blast it with explosives, but where do we have explosives at the moment? Just want to rely on the sapper shovel to smash a hole? It is estimated that even if I am tired and break my hand, it will not help.

I didn't bother to change the money, I didn't speak again, I lowered my head, walked stiffly back to the pillar lying on the ground, and sat down slowly, my mind was numb, and the whole person became sluggish.

The pillar's hand moved slightly, and he touched my arm with some difficulty: "Young master...... How...... Finish? We...... Aren't we...... Go out...... Can't get out? ...... "His breath was very weak, and his words were intermittent, but to my ears it was like a knife.

The iron head had said that the pillar was fine, the bleeding had stopped, and he could not die, but obviously, he was wrong. Perhaps when Tietou said this, he never imagined that we would stay in this ancient tomb at the bottom of the lake for so long. The state of the pillar was already extremely poor, I looked at his sloppy but somewhat unwilling gaze, clenched his hand, and forced a smile: "Don't worry, Zhuzi, if we go out, your iron boss will definitely come to save us!" ”

There was a hint of strangeness in the pillar's eyes, and he smiled at me with great effort, nodded slowly, and closed his eyes again.

I don't know if he believed me, because even I didn't believe that anyone would come to save us, and the terrifying, unknown monster out there had long since erased this naïve thought from my mind. I bent my knees, my head in my hands, and buried my face between my knees, despair had taken over me completely......

The heavy crash outside the tomb echoed around me tirelessly, like the bell of death, striking at my desperate heart.

In the burial chamber lit by a faint light, a strange corpse in half, two open sarcophagi, and three men who did not say a word waited silently...... Waiting for death to come......

Death...... Always intimidating, I believe there is no one who is not afraid of the coming of death. But when death comes, it has become an unchangeable fact, and often at the last moment of waiting, different people have a variety of different reactions.

Some people are willing to use their last bit of strength to try to change their doomed fate, even if they know that it is a futile dying struggle. Just like the current gold does not change, he grabbed the armory shovel again at some point, and frantically knocked on the granite tomb wall, even though he was already sweating profusely, and blood oozed from the wound bandaged by the tiger's mouth, he had no intention of stopping.

Some people calmly accepted the arrangement of fate and silently waited for the last moment to come. The pillar was like this, he didn't say anything more, just closed his eyes, lying there quietly, he was very weak now, but not so weak that he couldn't speak, he just didn't want to say more, he didn't want to ask again, he chose to accept everything silently.

I don't know what other choices and different reactions other people would have made in this final moment of waiting for death, at least for me, at the moment, I just want to be able to...... Dead understand......

I never imagined that one day my burial place would be a mysterious tomb at the bottom of a lake, and the owner of this tomb was not even me, at least not before today......

I closed my eyes and shook my head vigorously, if this was a terrible nightmare, I really wanted to wake up at this moment, when I opened my eyes again, I found that I was just sitting on the comfortable Taishi chair of "Three Bu Fast" and fell asleep, but obviously it was not a dream......

Who blew up the tomb and let the lake pour in? Who pushed the chamber back and sealed the exit? Is it Ni Tian and the iron head? Is it the gang of grave robbers of unknown origin? Or is it the mysterious high coldness? Or do you always love to make a fool of Lu Laodao? Is it the same person? Or is it the work of a different person?

In any case, this act of sealing the exit does not seem to kill us, but rather to protect us from the sudden influx of water from drowning in an instant. But how to explain the giant monster with yellow pupils? So what is it exactly? Could it really be a demon from hell? Maybe it won't be long before I become the food of the monster, and the answer will be revealed.

My mind became more and more confused, everything that happened on this journey, strange mysteries, strange events, seemed to have no connection, but in the end they all pointed to the only destination, this tomb, this final tomb that trapped us.

When I was at the end of this terrifying and bizarre journey, I didn't get answers, but more mysteries and ...... Death......

"Fourth Uncle......" I muttered, my hand tightly grasped the amulet Gu Yu hanging on my chest, and my eyes moistened uncontrollably......

I rubbed my face, gritted my teeth, stood up, picked up the lamp, walked slowly to the wall, and continued to look at the murals on the wall again. What secrets are hidden in this tomb? I really don't want to, at least before I get drowned, suffocated, or become food for that monster, let me figure out whose grave this place is!

Groping around, I found the mural of the two soldiers I had just seen, raised my head, and continued to look downward.

On the left side of the mural is a vast forest, and the Taoist priest stands quietly on a high ground in the forest, looking at a city on the right. This city is depicted as majestic, majestic, and judging by its size, it is definitely a large city-state.

At the top of the majestic castle floated a large red cloud that burned like flames. What makes people feel strange and penetrating is that between this red cloud and the majestic city, there are countless humanoid ghosts that seem to be unjust ghosts, and the faces of these ghosts are extremely distorted, and their expressions are terrifying, as if they floated out of the city and were sucked into the red clouds in the sky.

I frowned, this story seems to be a bit uncatchable with the mural of the two armies in front of me, and the Taoist priest summoning heavenly soldiers and generals? I can't help but wonder if I missed the mural in front of me, and I turned back to confirm it again, it's true, it's even more confusing now, I don't know how this Taoist priest with divine skills has something to do with fire clouds and ghosts? I don't know, so I have to keep looking.

What I saw this time is the mural of the Taoist priest fighting evil ghosts in the forest, this mural I have seen it carefully at first, and naturally there is no need to study anything at this time, but I thought that if I connected the whole story from the beginning, I could naturally understand the meaning of the Taoist fighting ghost in this painting, but now it seems that not only I didn't understand this mural, but even I didn't know what to do in front of me.

Sighing, I held up the lamp and looked at the back fresco, which was already the last fresco in the tomb......