The situation was critical, and Han Qingxin could only raise his steps as if walking on thin ice, slowly moving upwards inch by inch.

Everyone was pinching a cold sweat for her, and the white marble bricks were lifted up with the improvement of their footsteps.

Finally, when the soles of the feet were parallel to the ground, the bricks slowly returned to their positions, and there was a "click" sound, and the mechanism was relieved.

At this time, looking at the sides of the rock wall, the trap crossbow retracted steadily into the neutral space.

The concealed compartment closes as if it never existed.

The beads of sweat on Han Qingxin's forehead have penetrated to the base of his neck, and you can imagine the level of tension just now.

After escaping, he hurriedly took a step back, and looked at Qijian and Zhu Beichen as if asking for help.

The high platform paved with white marble bricks is smooth and smooth, and no matter how you look at it from any angle, you can't find the hidden mechanism inside, and a wrong step may trigger the dark crossbow machine.

"Change!" Seven of them leaned down and tried to observe the white marble ground from all angles, and carefully found a corpse leg bone, poked the ground, looking helpless, and finally stood up and shook his head.

It was only a few steps away from the bright red and blood-like sarcophagus, but unfortunately, it was like the end of the world, Han Qingxin's face was full of unwillingness, "There is really no way to go over?" ”

She had thought about the way to hang the steel cable upside down on the roof during special training, but she didn't have this kind of equipment at hand, otherwise it would be very easy to crack this kind of mechanism.

"Forget it, you have more trouble than my fat master, and I don't even wash my hands and fight the coffin idea. Forget it, if you don't die, you can live a little longer. Why do you want to die? ”

The red coffin brings a very strong visual effect to everyone, which inevitably makes people suspicious and frightened.

The fat man also flinched, and never mentioned the matter of opening the coffin, it was just right that he couldn't get over anyway.

"It's not that there is no way, it's just that the algorithm is more complicated. Have you ever heard of Qimen Dunjia? Shichima asked.

"You're saying the agency is changing?" Zhu Beichen understood it at one point, and naturally understood the meaning of Qijian, "Qimen Dunjia will gossip the day after tomorrow, Luoshu, and the twenty-four solar terms want to be used in the layout of the formation organ, if so......"

He frowned, no matter how subtle the mechanism is, it is a dead thing after all, and future generations can find the corresponding way to crack it, but the living machine bracket technique is the most difficult to crack and control.

Every brick on the white marble platform is flexible, based on the changes of the twenty solar terms and the twelve hours of the day, for example, the mechanism that Han Qingxin stepped on in the past is likely to be a solid floor in the next hour.

"That's what it means, in short, the organs are changing, and it's very troublesome to figure out a set of operating rules." Qijian was surprised by Zhu Beichen's comprehension, and nodded appreciatively.

Han Qingxin frowned, and her face became ugly, "If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that we don't have a chance at all." ”

At this time, Zhu Beichen had a flash of inspiration and said: "Actually, it may not be, there are simple reasons that can be broken by complex mechanisms." For example, you can get a wooden board and spread it on the white marble bricks, so that all parts are evenly stressed, and you can naturally flow through. ”

When the fat man heard this, he said, "Good boy, the head melon is good, I think this idea is feasible." ”

Han Qingxin said: "Where to find the plank here, there is a distance of about 10 meters from the edge to the sarcophagus, I can only try to risk running and jumping over, and I will pull you over with a rope after I go up." ”

The voice in the dormitory was ethereal, and after a slight pause in her voice, she began to prepare to jump, and as soon as she took two steps back, she was urgently pulled by Qijian: "Have you ever thought that even if you jump over, if there is a mechanism on the sarcophagus, you can't avoid it." ”

She nodded helplessly with a wry smile, peeled off Qijian's arm, and said, "If you don't try, there's no way, the dormitory is closed, and the only exit can only be on the sarcophagus." ”

After all, she is the only one here who has this kind of skill, and Shichima has already lost an arm, and her balance in mid-air is very poor, so she has to let go, "You can run, I will push you at the critical moment." ”

At a distance of more than ten meters, even those who have undergone special training may not be able to accurately grasp the goodness, and if half of the air falls down and smashes on the white marble brick, it will inevitably touch the dark crossbow.

She first took more than ten steps back, until she retreated to the entrance of the cave when she came down, and glanced at the Seven Envoys, indicating that she was ready.

In the process of running, Han Qingxin tensed his leg muscles to adjust his breathing, and suddenly a strong wind ran from a distance, and his body flashed and jumped high.

When approaching the white marble platform, seven rooms were placed horizontally with one hand into a palm rest and built into a pedal to wait beside it.

Han Qingxin stepped on his hand steadily, and then Qijian suddenly exerted force, coupled with the potential energy brought by the original run, which made her soar in the air higher.

I saw a humanoid figure leaping high towards the sarcophagus, with an oblique upward height of about 5 meters, and in a blink of an eye, it had already flown down to the sarcophagus.

The next second, he stepped on the lid of the coffin, and there was no sound at all.

Han Qingxin also raised his throat with a heart, and squatted steadily on the lid of the coffin, not daring to move for a long time, for fear of alarming the follow-up unknown organs.

"Are you alright?" Seven asked.

Han Qingxin made an OK gesture, took out a thin wire rope from his trouser belt and threw it in front of the three of them.

"I can't move it alone, you guys come here with a wire rope."

Zhu Beichen looked at the fat man, and the fat man quickly pulled up his belt and said, "Don't, I'm quite large, what if the lid of the princess's coffin collapses?" ”

"Stone coffin, can your physique explode vertically?" Zhu Beichen couldn't help but reason with the fat man.

Shichima grabbed the tightrope directly and gestured to remind him that he was ready.

The fat man whispered into Zhu Beichen's ear and said something strange: "This Taoist chief weighs less than all of us. As he spoke, he alluded to the severed arm of Shichima.

The end of the wire suddenly exerted force, and the seven feet stepped on the floor, and they also rose off the ground lightly, crossing a distance of more than ten meters to reach the coffin lid.

He first glanced at the floor around the sarcophagus, and then tried it with his toes, "The range of one meter around the coffin should be fine." ”

I don't know if there is another vent in the dormitory, but at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blows, washing over the surrounding rock walls and making a sound, as if the owner of the tomb knows that the coffin is about to be lifted, and is warning him.

Zhu Beichen and the fat man, who stayed under the white marble platform, hurriedly looked around, and the sudden arrival of the wind added a bit of horror to the silent tomb, and everyone's nerves were also tense, for fear of any accident.

"Fatty, what type of novel do you write?" In order to ease his emotions, Zhu Beichen casually found a topic to chat with the fat man.

"Supernatural, what's wrong?" The fat man's words reduced the atmosphere to freezing point, and the two were silent for a while.

Han Qingxin and Qijian had just descended to the floor of the sarcophagus at this time, and the two of them were holding on to the coffin, and there was a faint warm air flow transmitted to the palms of their hands.

"Hot?" This is not like the temperature that a coffin should be, Han Qingxin said in surprise.

"Maybe there's a geothermal source under the sarcophagus, and you think about how many meters it's underground." Shichima explained, and this is the only way to explain it, that there is magma underground, or that there are underground hot springs.

The two of them tried the vertical push first, and found that the coffin lid was tightly sealed and could not be moved at all.

"Push and see!" The fat man watched from afar, a little uneasy.

The sound of the stone grinding between the lid and the coffin body was vigorously pushed, and the fine dust fell on the periphery, and it seemed that the way of horizontal pushing was correct.

There are notch slides inside, which are unusually tightly inlaid.

The two of them had to stand in the same direction, pushing together to the left, and the lid of the coffin was slowly moving.

Zhu Beichen watched all these actions happen with concern, and pursed his dry lips. From the time he entered the Sun Tomb until now, he had not touched a drop of water, and his mind began to be a little dizzy again.

The view of the dormitory is not pretty, especially in the face of a sarcophagus painted with red paint, which is difficult to arouse people's interest.

At that end, Han Qingxin breathed a sigh of relief with Qijian for a while, and said together: It's done.

The sarcophagus was removed by them like this, Han Qingxin hesitated to take the flashlight, hesitating to see what was in the coffin, she was priing the coffin for the first time, especially this kind of royal tomb, I always felt a sense of yin enveloping the side.

"Give me the flashlight." Shichima reached over with one hand, took the flashlight, and projected the light into the coffin without blinking his eyes.

The fat man's eyes were dry, Zhu Beichen knew what he was thinking about at this time, and he was talking about the funeral vessel inside.

"How?" Han Qingxin's eyes were level, and he didn't dare to bow his head at all.

What shocked everyone's eyes was that Shichima spit out lightly in an extremely ordinary tone, "Empty coffin!" ”

At this moment, Han Qingxin dared to glance at the coffin with confidence, and under the glance, there was nothing in the huge space in the empty coffin. A piece of bright yellow satin cloth was quietly spread under the coffin, and I don't know how many years of precipitation it has withdrew.

She took the flashlight and shone it along the inner wall of the coffin, and the more she looked at it, the more solemn her face became.

"Anything?" Zhu Beichen asked.

Neither of them answered, but continued to watch, as if there was something appealing to them.

The more this happened, the more anxious the fat man and Zhu Beichen on the periphery became, and the fat man asked, "You see that the two of them can't be evil, right?" ”

In just a moment, Qijian simply held the edge of the coffin with one hand, and shrank into it, revealing only half of his head and looking at something around the coffin.

"It's a circle of stone carvings." Han Qingxin came to his senses, afraid that Zhu Beichen would be worried, so he explained.

"What stone carvings?" He couldn't even think of anything that interested in the seven rooms.

Fox!

What the?

Fox!

As if she was afraid that Zhu Beichen didn't understand, she explained again, and then continued to study it.

"Clothed mounds? Or did the heroine in the coffin cheat the corpse? The fat man said.