Feng Ping clearly felt the change in gravity the moment he stepped on the stone steps, as if he was sitting on a roller coaster and swooping down, and the huge sense of gravity made him slightly dazed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But it was only for that moment, and he didn't have too much experience to understand what he was going through, and he couldn't figure out why it was like this. Standing on the steps of the passage, the scenery around me is still so ordinary, the stone steps and stone walls are so ordinary, I can't see anything unusual. It wasn't until Feng Ping turned around that he realized the trickiness of what he felt, because behind him was no longer the room where he had stayed with everyone, and there was no Qing Xuanzi and other people, not even a road. The flat and smooth stone wall stood quietly in front of his eyes, making people a little desperate.

The shape of the stone wall is very ordinary, as if the passage in front of it has not been continued after it has been repaired here, and there is no trace of artificial rest. It's just that Feng Ping clearly knew that this was obviously not the case here in the previous moment, because he came from this direction. After casually touching it twice, he lost interest, and the despair just now did not last long, Feng Ping felt that after coming to this underground palace, he had cultivated a strong enough heart, and he was able to change to a certain extent in the face of these sudden strange things. The stone wall in front of him was obviously real, at least there was no way to smash it open. Then it was something that happened again, and now we can only solve it head-on.

Since the road has been sealed, it is natural that I can only move forward, and I want to open it very much. I ran into something like gods and monsters again, and I entered a space that seemed to need to be cracked. Looking at the guy in his hand, he even secretly sighed lucky, after all, this bold thing is still there.

Gripping the mountaineering pickaxe in his hand, he climbed the steps with the light of the flashlight, and the journey was very smooth, there were no endless steps, and there were no sudden monsters, and the twenty-two steps were really on the upper floor, no more than one level, no less. The calmness and simplicity of the process made him a little unacceptable, is this really still the space where you can encounter incomprehensible supernatural events at every turn? It was only when he saw the coffin in the middle of the room that he reacted, it was indeed the supernatural underground space, because he couldn't escape the weirdness wherever he went, and there was a coffin.

At the same moment when he saw the coffin, Feng Ping thought of another thing, and this sudden thought made him break out in a cold sweat. The journey was calm and ordinary, he had forgotten his original purpose, he had first stepped on this passage to deal with the strange footsteps, and it seemed that there were no footsteps after entering the passage. What's going on here?

Looking at the coffin in front of him, Feng Ping was a little helpless, the footsteps were gone, the way back was gone, and then it was a coffin that was not a good thing at first glance, is it really going to open the coffin for autopsy today?

He still clearly remembers the blood-colored coffin he opened on the night when the full moon hung in the east, and he clearly knew that the person who was originally lying in the coffin was no longer inside, but came to this underground palace with him. Although the other party disappeared inexplicably when he arrived, Feng Ping had a strange confidence in the other party, thinking that Jiang Lai should be more suitable for this underground space than himself.

Holding a flashlight step by step into the coffin, the flickering flashlight light told the information that it could not last long, and Feng Ping didn't want to go alone with the darkness in this space. Because of the struggle in his heart, Feng Ping felt that the distance of dozens of steps to the coffin was like a long march, and it was not over for a long time, and when he really stood there and looked at the dark and simple coffin, he understood that he could not escape this trip.

The black sarcophagus lay there quietly, looking like it was hollowed out of a whole boulder, and it looked like it had wasted a lot of manpower. The coffin lid is different from the coffins I have seen before, most of the others are wooden coffin lids, heavy and stocky pressed on them. This one, however, is stuck, and it looks like it was also carved out of the same stone, tightly embedded in it, and supported by the coffin inside.

Roughly looked around, this sarcophagus except for a hole in the middle of the coffin lid, there is no other gap, I think it should be what kind of mechanism to control to open, just look at the black hole, just reach in? Feng Ping was a little worried.

Standing in front of the huge coffin, secretly doing a mental struggle, this room is empty, except for the coffin in the middle of the furnishings, the ground is flat and smooth, the walls are sleek, the overall shape is like a huge semicircle, and this sarcophagus is placed in the center of the semicircle.

I don't think there's any mechanism to move on, let alone a mechanism, not even a single object. The key to trying to answer, or the key to escaping from here, is also behind the deep black hollow, in the dark coffin.

It's just that even though he knows this very well, Feng Ping is still very reluctant to explore. The best outcome is a decaying corpse lying in the coffin, and after a while of fumbling with it, you can open the mechanism. And what if it wasn't a dead corpse lying inside? Or is there something else besides? Thinking of this, Feng Ping was not even willing to continue to expand his thinking. The most important thing is that thinking of the reason for walking into the passage and the sudden appearance of the stone wall, Feng Ping felt that the coffin would not be as simple as a corpse.

Leaning on the coffin, supporting his head, thinking about all this, Feng Ping still had a hard time making a decision, he was unwilling to put his hand in this, but he didn't seem to have a choice. I wanted to use a pickaxe to reach in and explore, but the pickaxe was too big to fit into the hole. I looked at the flashlight in my hand, and it should be the right size, so I had to take my only light source and reach in and dial it twice. When the flashlight completely entered the stone cave, except for the light reflected from the cave, the whole space became dark and scary, Feng Ping suddenly had the feeling of watching a ghost movie when he was a child, and always felt that something bad was staring at him behind him. Cautiously using a flashlight to make a test, trying to see what was in the coffin while moving, but because the arm was too thick and the hole was too small, I didn't find anything, just from the reflected light, I felt that there seemed to be a lot of extremely reflective things inside, maybe porcelain and jade. From the touch of the flashlight between the movements, Feng Ping felt that there should be a lot of cloth and cloth in it, because he felt something soft and seemingly elastic, but in general, in fact, this exploration did not have much effect, and he still didn't know what was in this coffin.

Feng Ping pulled out his flashlight, but found that there was not the slightest ash or dust on it, and it was even cleaner than before it was put in.

"It looks like there's really a cloth in there, but I hope there's nothing else on it." Feng Ping was a little unwilling to shine at the entrance of the cave, hoping to see something, and his colleagues were already ready, since he couldn't escape, he could only use his hands to investigate the mechanism. And just as he was about to reach in to find out, he suddenly felt the shadow of something flash under the light shining into the cave. Instantly frightened into a cold sweat, "Damn, is there really a living creature in it?" ”