Chapter 12: Gunshots from the Tomb

When I unscrewed the switch on the stone wall, I realized why Joyo had stopped me.

Really, if I had known the outcome, I would have tried my best to stop it. Because it was done in vain. And in the ancient tombs, the unknown is often the most terrifying and dangerous.

The things underground, after thousands of years of great waves and sands, are often not simple things.

Really, I have to sigh at the wisdom of the ancients, it is really amazing. Really, I have no doubt that some of the so-called high-achieving students are really much worse than the ancients.

When the stone door opened, the first image in front of my eyes was a strange place.

What was previously a narrow corridor has been transformed into a spacious cloister.

The strange stone tripod from before and the monster with all the hair were gone, and the little white face was gone......

No, it can't be said that they have disappeared, but the place in front of them is not the previous Yongdao at all, but a new place has appeared.

Isn't that amazing?

I still can't figure out what's going on.

"Now you know, right?" Cheng Yang looked at me with a smile on his face.

I instantly felt extremely ashamed, I was still suspicious of Chengyang? Are you qualified to doubt him?

He worked so hard that he even gave up his old life and came all the way to Guangxi? For what? It's just a bond of brotherhood, just to accompany himself to find the clue that involves a secret.

Really, at this moment, looking at the smile on Chengyang's face, I was really full of shame.

"This damn Gu poison ......" I cursed inwardly, and then rolled down my sleeves. Sometimes I think about it, this Gu poison on my body is really like a time bomb, and I have to hang that heart wherever I go, especially in the ancient tomb, for fear of Gu poison attack.

Really had a poison attack in the ancient tomb, there really was nothing more terrifying than this.

Fortunately, after a period of pain, the heart-piercing pain slowly disappeared.

In fact, I even wondered that it was not that the pain was gone, but that I was paralyzed?

"I saw something just now and shook it." No matter how bold Chengyang is, but in this thousand-year-old tomb, there are some things that are completely beyond nature and fear, and the kind of horror is not something you can imagine.

After Cheng Yang finished speaking, he took out a fire fold, exhaled oxygen from his mouth, and blew a big mouthful, and suddenly a fiery red light appeared.

Then I saw Cheng Yang quickly throw the fire fold out.

The fire fold spun in the air, then snapped and fell into the corner of the cloister.

In this kind of ancient tomb where you can't see your fingers, the light source is very important, and when it is not critical, this flashlight should be used less and reduce the power a little.

My eyes kept following the firebreak, and by the time it fell to the ground, I knew it was the bottom of the cloister.

"It seems like there's nothing."

I began to recall the memories of that time, in which I should have seen something moving where, and they all said that seeing is believing and hearing is false, and I believe that my eyes will not deceive me. Besides, Joyo said that he also saw it.

You can't be dazzled by both of you, right? That's a bit of a stretch.

But with the flash of light from the fire fold just now, there should be nothing at the bottom of the cloister.

"Let's go quiet." In the end, Cheng Yang said in a deep voice. I agree, it's not a problem to stand here like this.

Because my grandfather's notes repeatedly mentioned to me, I often see some terrible things, but they are not terrible, the really terrible things are what you can't see with your naked eyes, and you can't hear with your ears, such as people's hearts, he is actually more terrible than any zongzi.

"Hold something in your hand." I said a word to Cheng Yang, and then the fat man borrowed my life appeared in my hand. Speaking of which, the fat man is really good.

I saw that Cheng Yang's paratrooper knife had been held in his hand.

Really, sometimes it seems that when a person encounters fear or danger, a belief can help him overcome many difficulties.

For example, when I clenched the racket in my hand, I was obviously relieved.

We walked step by step in the corridor with Chengyang, and the footsteps were clearly audible, echoing into my ears one by one, and once it reverberated, my heart tensed once.

The cloister in this ancient tomb is quite spacious, twice the size of the corridor. As I walked, I noticed that my body began to tilt.

This is because the cloister structure is top-down.

Walk down the stairs to the end of the cloister.

"Why is it getting brighter?" When I got to the stairs, I noticed a strange phenomenon, that is, the light around me was noticeably brighter.

It stands to reason that this kind of top-down corridor will only get darker and brighter, which is completely unreasonable.

But the facts are right in front of our eyes, aren't they?

"It's not like we're going to the exit, is it?" Cheng Yang on the side suddenly whispered.

"Impossible." As for Chengyang's words, I didn't even think about it and dismissed his words.

I shook my head and said, "It can't be an exit." ”

"You must know that no matter which dynasty or generation it is, the specifications of the tomb structure are basically the same." I studied architecture, and I also studied the architecture of the house. The Yang House chooses Feng Shui to sit in the north and face south, while the Yin House is the opposite.

"You must know that emperors are conceited, indulged in and drunk on gold during their lifetime, and after their deaths, their Yin Mansion Palaces are built according to the Yang Mansion Palace. Generally, there is a main room, a back room, and then two ear rooms, they are generally divided into three parts, and the gate is a hall of the underworld, and the hall of the underworld is generally placed in some practical utensils during the tomb owner's lifetime, and then these utensils are bright vessels, all of which are valuable goods. ”

I said this, stopped to catch my breath, and continued to say to Cheng Yang: "The second part is the core of the entire ancient tomb, and it is generally in the very center of the ancient tomb, the tomb here is called 'dormitory' This is different from other tombs, it is the place where the owner of the tomb rests after death, that is, the place where the coffin is placed, and the most valuable thing in the ancient tomb is generally here." ”

"So the end of our corridor is the dormitory?" Cheng Yang listened intently to me here, and in an instant he thought of something.

I didn't pick up his words, but continued: "The last tomb is called 'Matching Hall', where the burial goods of the tomb owner are generally placed, and it depends on the preferences of the tomb owner. ”

"The kind of calligraphy and paintings left over by Wang Xizhi and others are sky-high when you take them out." Cheng Yang exclaimed.

Saying this, my mind fluctuated a little, I looked at the city and said to him: "The dormitory you said cannot be here, and when I saw the previous mechanism, I am sure that the owner of this tomb is not simple, and will not easily let us tomb robbers approach the dormitory." ”

"So what?"

"It should be an ear chamber." I squinted and guessed, and I saw the disdain in Cheng Yang's face, and immediately said to him, "Let me tell you, sometimes, the contents of the ear chamber are no less than the things in the dormitory. You must know that the ear chamber is equivalent to our current warehouse, and there are so many things in it that it is not strange to take out anything of value. ”

"It's ......"

After Chengyang and I walked up the stone steps, the voices of both of us disappeared unconsciously, and both of us even held their breath involuntarily.

We relied on our imagination to paint in our minds over and over again what was at the bottom of the corridor.

Ear chambers?

Dormitory?

I was even ready to take on any mechanical crossbow or something, but it turned out to be very different.

It's not at all what we imagined.

There is nothing at the bottom of the cloister, not the entrance to the transept.

At the end of the corridor, there is a jade door, which is a very, very huge jade door. Cheng Yang and I are like two small, insignificant ants in front of this jade gate.

I was really stunned, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, no matter who you were, even if my own parents told me that there was such a scene in the ancient tomb, there was such a jade door, even if you were like a storyteller, I wouldn't believe it.

I walked over, carefully and carefully studied this jade gate over and over again, really, my heart was shocked, and I really couldn't say anything else.

The material of this jade gate is really made of pure jade, and the workmanship is very fine, not like what ancient forgers can create.

And this jade is very unusual, very transparent, obviously it should be Kunlun jade from Kunlun.

"If you move this jade gate out, you will really get rich overnight." Cheng Yang stared at the jade gate in front of him, and in addition to coveting in his eyes, he was greedy.

I used to just knock him on the head.

"You have a bit of a brain, don't you?" I counted at him and said, "Do you know how heavy this jade gate is?" ”

"Not to mention, do you have the ability to move him out, even if you can get it out, who would dare to accept such a jade gate? It's like lighting a lamp in a pit to find (death). ”

I sometimes really wonder if Joyo's brain is made of paste.

Just as I was about to continue talking, something suddenly happened in the room.

There are two huge statues standing on both sides of the jade gate, and there is something moving behind the statues.

Cheng Yang's eyes were sharp, and when he saw it, his heart rose to his throat, and he immediately yelled at me desperately: "Lin Xuan, it's dangerous, hurry up and get down...... Get down......"

I looked back, stunned, for I didn't realize that death was looming over me.

There was a loud "bang......".

The voice was so familiar that when I heard it, I almost despaired.

Isn't this gunshot?

And just by listening to the sound, I know that this gun is much more powerful than the racket in my hand.

Is there a gunshot in this special tomb? Tease me?

Could it be that the zongzi in this ancient tomb is still an advanced molecule, advancing with the times and knowing how to use firearms and tools?

It's just unreasonable.

I was dumbfounded......

Because I saw Cheng Yang's body actually fly out in front of me.

Cheng Yang risked his life to block bullets for himself!

I watched as Cheng Yang's body fell to the edge of the stone steps, and a puddle of blood instantly stained my clothes red.

I shouted with red eyes: "Chengyang, Chengyang......"

This time I was in tears.

"Who the hell is it?" I gritted my teeth and snarled behind the statue.

Really, my voice, hysterical, almost changed voice.

Angry, utterly angry. The moment I saw Cheng Yang block the gun for me and fell to the ground, I had the urge to find someone desperately.

I took out the racket that I had already played.

The stone statues on both sides of the jade gate were dim, but there was no fear in my mind at this time, no fear.

"Do you want to die too?" Suddenly, a cold voice shot straight into my head like a cold arrow.

The voice was cold to the extreme.

"You little things, you came in without even figuring out the owner of the tomb? Isn't it a long life? ”

Behind the stone statue, a strange man in a one-piece robe walked out with a sneer on his face.

"Isn't this a Tang tomb?" I said with a cold face.

"Tang Tomb?" The man seemed to have heard a big joke, and he sneered again and again: "Let me tell you, if you don't figure out who the owner of this tomb is, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes in, it will be the same, and it will be a dead end." ”

"What?" When I heard this, the whole person was instantly stunned. At this moment, several people staggered out from behind the stone statue.

These people are all dressed similarly, as if they belong to the same organization.

But to my surprise, there was a familiar figure in the crowd.

I looked over curiously and thought, who could it be?

Fatso?

When those people approached, I really saw the familiar figure, it turned out to be ......

"Fifth uncle, why are you here?" My eyes widened and my face was full of surprise.

[Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, grandparents...... Kneel and beg for recommendations and collections~~~]