Fang Yan crawled out of the dungeon and found that the rain had really stopped. In the VIP voice channel, several roommates were still talking about the last words of the dried corpse.

"We don't count on the tomb road in Xuanwu Gate, it is estimated that the enemy Taiwan has gone dog//luck and hit the right one. It's a pity that he hung up this third tomb road before he finished speaking. Hey, it's a bit of a pity. Lord Wei sighed.

"It's okay, there are dozens, or even hundreds, of tomb entrances in Qianling, and a clue to the tomb road mastered by a peripheral laborer is not necessarily the best route. Moreover, not all the tomb paths lead to the main tomb, most of the tomb roads lead to the burial tomb, or even to lure tomb robbers into the secret room. ”

Lin Fatzi deliberately bolded his tone and blew it in front of the audience, "I asked my father to contact my second uncle last night, and I specially confirmed that this Qianling is really a famous 'humanoid tomb'." Everyone has seen it, and from a high altitude, you can see that the entire mausoleum area is a young woman-like silhouette. However, humanoid tombs are divided into 'living tombs' and 'dead people's tombs'. It can be seen that the spring between the young woman's legs is not stopped, and she can change the sky in an instant with the majestic breath of life in a rage, which is actually good news, proving that the Qianling Tomb belongs to the 'living tomb', so the intricate underground tomb road follows the eight veins of the human body's strange meridians, and pays attention to the most essential four words - 'blood is unimpeded'. ”

"Smooth blood? It's kind of interesting. Fang Yan almost forgot this, and sure enough, when necessary, Mr. Feng Shui saw it more deeply.

"That's right, it's the blood that is unblocked, unless we are extremely unlucky and choose a dead path that doesn't work, that's fine, it's a big deal to quit and change lanes. Most of the burial tunnels in the tombs of the living will not be dead ends, but will connect to other veins of the human body. Not surprisingly, Wu Zetian's main tomb is the heart of the humanoid tomb, and all the large and small blood vessels converge in all directions, and finally have to rely on the six 'blood vessels' on the periphery of the heart to merge into the main tomb. We need to find the right door all the way, turn the path to the avenue, and then turn into any of the six major blood vessels to get to the main tomb......"

"Then hurry up. Fatty, you go to the bus to escort the three stone carving experts up, and after half an hour, Erzhu will invite the other three over, and they will all hike up the mountain, and the guys will all be brought. The amount of repair work here is a little large, so I can't do it alone. ”

……

Ten minutes later, Lord Wei and Jin Ling'er were the first to arrive at the statue of the sixty-first minister, and the team of the fat general and the WIFI man went on the road one after another.

While waiting, Er Zhu relayed the current situation of the enemy anchor for Fang Yan for five minutes:

There are two corridors in front of the Xuanwu Gate, two rows of stone horses and grooms go first, and there are eight guards with soldiers to guard the town, which is called "North Ya".

Passing through the doorway, a group of people from the enemy platform gathered at the gate site not far to the south, surrounded by bricks and scattered water, which was the "inner heavy gate" mentioned by the dry corpse before his death.

There are more than seven of them?

Fang Yan found that in addition to the Daoist of the Moon, the Cloth and his fat apprentice, as well as the four foreign consultants, there were three more Mai Tufu in the team, who didn't look like alien soldiers, all of them were expressionless, looking like they were going home, this was ready to be cannon fodder?

"Jiangxi faction?" Lin Fatzi walked on Sima Road halfway up the mountain and was suddenly stunned.

"What Jiangxi pie?" Fang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that he was not familiar with this faction.

"I'll just say how they went straight to the entrance of the tomb as soon as they entered the Xuanwu Gate, it turned out that there was a Chinese among the four foreigners, who was a descendant of the Jiangxi faction." The fat man narrowed his eyes, adjusted the angle of the goggles, and pulled the four advisors closer:

"Pay attention to the tall and thin mixed-race child, who is my colleague, and the tattoo on the back of his hand is 'Yang Gong Xun Dragon Ruler', and the volume he is holding in his hand is the manuscript of Datang's "Secretary of the Jade Letter".

"Yang Gong? The national teacher of Tang Xizong? Yang Yunsong? "Fang Yan didn't know anything else, but he had heard of the name of Yang Gong looking for the dragon ruler.

"The Jiangxi faction is also known as the Luan style faction, and the sorcerers are said to have begun with Yang Yunsong at the end of the Tang Dynasty. That's right, what a coincidence! ”

Lin Fatzi suddenly thought of something: "According to legend, Yang Gong was in charge of the geography of Lingtai in the palace, and when Huangchao invaded Chang'an, he took advantage of the chaos to coerce the 'Yuhan Secretary' in the palace to flee to Ganzhou, Jiangxi Province to settle down, and then opened a faction in Jiangxi, focusing on terrain observation, and setting the direction according to the beginning and end of the mountains and rivers, leaving the secret books such as "Shaking the Dragon Sutra", "Doubting the Dragon Sutra" and "Qing Bao Ao Yu" for later disciples. ”

Fang Yan commented pertinently: "If Yang Gong hadn't secretly taken away the "Secretary of the Jade Letter" back then, Huang Chao's later 400,000 troops would have overturned Qianling a long time ago. Speaking of which, Yang Gong can be regarded as raising Qianling's hand. However, his descendants do not plan to let go of Qianling today. ”

Usually the fat blow is to blow the friendly army, and it is rare to blow the enemy Taiwan again, and the barrage is not calm:

[The descendants of Yang Yunsong of the enemy platform, the great feng shui master, the anchor is panicking]

[Why don't people bring a manuscript into the mausoleum, and blow you? ] 】

[There seem to be a little more people in the tomb of the enemy platform]

[Emperor Yan, do you have to repair the stone carving first? Repair a basket, repair, I'm almost asleep]

[The feng shui master of the enemy platform is not terrible, but I am afraid of the Taoist priest who can do it, and the rain will stop when it says it, which is strange and scary]

……

Lord Wei accidentally captured a barrage, his temper was so violent that he scolded directly if he didn't agree with him:

"The Taoist priest of the starry sky? Bah! I'll really put a gold on myself, I'll be his mother! Obviously, it was our Emperor Yan who kindly reminded them last night to check the ancestral home of the staff and isolate the Shanxi native from a distance before the rain stopped. ”

"Sir, be a little more restrained, the anchor didn't say that it was a success in his own approach, it was a rumor spread by the water army." Second, I wish to persuade rationally.

[Shanxi? Are Shanxi people swollen? 】

[I'm also from Shanxi, can't I watch this live broadcast, I'm so afraid]

[Could it be that yesterday's rain has something to do with Shanxi people? 】

……

"Do you remember the incident that the fat man mentioned in the car yesterday? Sun Lianzhong of the Republic of China dispatched a division of troops to pretend to be a military exercise, but he came to dig the Qianling Tomb with real guns and ammunition, but he was busy for several days and did not find the entrance to the tomb. ”

Lord Wei clasped his hands in front of his chest and said in a deep voice: "I was afraid that I would scare you yesterday, since I am so persistent in asking, I will say it." At that time, there was a regiment that used black explosives to blow up the three layers of stone bars in the tomb, and when they were about to enter it, a puff of smoke suddenly came out, spiraled upward, and turned into a tornado. Suddenly, the sky was dark, stones and sands were flying, and seven soldiers from Shanxi bore the brunt of the attack, and immediately vomited blood and died, where did the others dare to move forward? ”

[Because Wu Zetian's hometown is Shanxi? 】

[Wu Cao hates the old family to dig her grave the most? 】

[This ......]

[Ah, I'm so scared, my computer is on and playing lol, and the hero chosen is "Yorick the Gravedigger"]

[Then Shanxi people will also be cursed when they watch this live broadcast? ] 】

【It's possible (touch the head)】(Powder)

……

"Don't listen to him, we're not here to dig graves."

Fang Yan took a piece of stone from the board car, picked out a carving knife in hand, and officially started:

"The enemy is rich and dangerous, and enters the mausoleum from the most dangerous Xuanwu Gate, so it is a risk reward to be able to dig up the tomb as soon as possible. We're different, we have to do it step by step. ”

Within a few moments, four experts in round carving, relief, thread carving and gluing arrived safely. Under the careful guidance of the Ghost Axe Master, it took the group half a day to finally restore the statue of the sixty-one gods.

A third of the audience was lost, and it was not until the anchors officially stepped into the Suzaku Gate in the evening that the audience gradually returned.

The 2.04 million viewers ushered in the most anticipated and palpitating nightfall, but then again, it's all a graveyard anyway, and there is not much difference between day and night.

After sending off the stone carving experts, Fang Yan and Wei Jueye worked together to remove the pair of stone lions on the innermost side of the stone lion array, and sure enough, a cold ramp reappeared.

Fang Yan took the lead, and after Lord Wei stepped on, the five anchors officially went down to the tomb with the Shenhuo flashlight held high.

This is a section of more than 40 meters long sliding grave road, there are no bright spots, there are no slots, surprisingly quiet, not dry, not dry, nothing on the wall, until crossing a half-person high square hole, the group is forced to cat's waist forward.

Passing through a blocked patio, in addition to the direction from which he came, there were two roads in the remaining three directions, Fang Yan chose to believe that the northeast direction pointed by the evil spirit key was a spacious tomb road four meters high and three meters wide.

"The 'heart' is obviously on the northwest side of the Suzaku Gate, so it's not appropriate for us to go northeast, right?" Lord Wei had a difference of opinion and was blunt.

"Neither of the two roads is easy to walk, one is fierce and the other is fierce, which one do you choose?" Fang Yan said calmly.

"I admit that I like 'big breasts', but since it's a live broadcast, I listen to you and choose the 'fierce' one."

"Boss, is there a situation ahead?" The fat man asked every dozen steps.

The audience didn't understand what the basis for Emperor Yan to answer "no situation" every time, because he hadn't shown the key to ward off evil spirits yet, and the good things were used by himself, and the little guy was lying down peacefully along the way, which couldn't help but be gratifying:

"The stone statue is not a loss, you see, most of the organs on the periphery are hidden. Notice the five holes in the wall over there, which were originally five spear heads that crossed paths, but now they are retracted...... Well? ”

Fang Yan said and suddenly slapped himself in the face: "No, there is a problem, how do I feel it...... The spear traps on the stone walls on both sides of this road were deliberately withdrawn? ”

"What do you mean?" Jin Ling'er shrank behind Fang Yan and asked in a low voice.

"Yin soldiers borrow the way! This is to make way for the other Lords! Fang Yan's scalp suddenly tingled, and before he could give the order to retreat, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the depths of the pitch-black corridor in the distance.

Boom! Boom Boom ...... Boom Boom ...... The sound of hooves is rapid, heavy, and restrained.

"Cavalry? No, not cavalry! ”

Fang Yan has the best eyesight, and he can see the true face of the "Yin Soldier" at a glance.

And the audience's eyesight is better, the vanguard has already floated to the front more than ten meters away, and when they see it clearly, they invariably gasp - not a cavalry, just a copper horse.

It's just that...... Isn't the size of this bronze horse a bit excessive?

Four meters tall?

A horse's legs as thick as the heads of two hydras, a horse of this kind that is enough to crush all the creatures in this part of the tomb.