Zhao Zhu subconsciously bent down, a little afraid that the people below would find out about his existence, but then he relaxed again, the position he was standing in now was about the same as the second-floor balcony here, and he was also a little inexplicable how he came here, after all, it was his behavior after being hypnotized by himself, Zhao Zhu didn't know what happened during that time.

However, Zhao Zhu knows one thing very well, that is, if he stands here, don't look at the height is not very high, but the people below must not be able to see themselves, nor can they detect themselves, because when he was below before, the searchlight could not be hit, as if there was a layer of active darkness that swallowed all the light, and this devouring was still one-sided, at least, now that Zhao Zhu could see below, the figures of Yan Xing and the others began to become clearer and clearer.

At this time, Yan Xing had already lost the kind of fairy wind Dao bone that he had been a Taoist priest before, his face was wrapped in bandages, and he looked very embarrassed, coupled with his thin body and yellow Taoist robe, he looked a bit like a standing weasel, and most of the injuries on his face were also given by Zhao Zhu, at that time, Zhao Zhu found that he was used as cannon fodder by Yan Xing and others, and immediately became angry, and he punched and kicked them, and Yan Xing and others were suppressed by the phantom of the Eight Banners, and they had no time to take care of it. was directly beaten by Zhao Zhu as a sandbag.

Xiao Ge and Shi Chong are no longer as calm and confident as they were at the beginning, their faces are also blue and purple, Xiao Ge is still a little limping when he walks, Shi Chong is supporting him on the side, and the two handsome guys are now the same as begging on the street.

As for Li Liangjian, he couldn't find it at all, I don't know if he was separated or died on the previous road, the latter should be more likely.

Yan Xing and the others first looked around the statue of the great eunuch, and it was obvious that none of them could read the Manchu script, so they quickly turned their attention away from there, and they immediately found the bodies of the women who were hanging up one by one.

And at this moment, Zhao Zhu, who was standing on it, saw a girl dressed in white, barefoot, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walking lightly to Yan Xing Yan Xing, stretching out his hand, as if he was going to pat Yan Xing's shoulder, but Yan Xing's body suddenly bloomed with a purple light, the girl immediately took a few steps back, and then re-chose Shi Chong on the side, stretched out her hand, patted Shi Chong's shoulder, Shi Chong turned his head, and then knelt on the ground, opened his mouth, and actually bit down on his palm, He bit off a finger, and Shi Chong began to chew his finger vigorously, as if he was eating the delicious food of the world.

Shi Chong's move surprised Yan Xing and Xiao Ge on the side.

Yan Xing hurriedly pulled out a talisman and pasted it directly on Shi Chong's forehead, but the talisman paper bounced away directly, and Shi Chong pounced on Yan Xing like a fierce beast, Yan Xing is certainly very strong, but his set of abilities is mainly to deal with ghosts, but Shi Chong's melee ability is the strongest among everyone, and for a while Yan Xing was pressed to the ground by Shi Chong, and he ate several punches on his body.

On the side, Xiao Ge's fingers flipped out, and more than a dozen silk threads shot out, binding Shi Chong, and detaching from Yan Xing's body, the three of them could be said to be extremely flustered at this time, and the scene was also chaotic.

Zhao Zhu didn't plan to continue watching, since he had completely torn his face with them, then the main quest could only rely on himself, as long as the two sides didn't meet head-on, whether they were dead or alive, and Zhao Zhu really didn't have much to do with it, so he turned around and walked back to the way he came, and walked in the other direction of the aisle.

The aisle winds and turns, and in the end, there is no road, and in front of it, there is only a stone wall;

Zhao Zhu stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, he never believed that he would go to a dead end, because the person who designed the ancient tomb would not be bored enough to deliberately put you here, either to use the mechanism in the ancient tomb to let you die, or to let you go to another place, to make such a large space just to let you go in vain? Just to make you a little tired and consume a little bit of your physical strength?

Is it possible?

Zhao Zhu began to grope around the stone walls, he believed that there should be a hole here, and sure enough, Zhao Zhu found a groove, Zhao Zhu reached out and pushed it here, and the groove sank deeper, revealing a metal ring buckle. Zhao Zhu held the buckle with one hand, and pulled it out, the buckle was pulled up, and the stone wall in front of him slowly moved away, revealing an upward stone staircase.

Zhao Zhu, who had no other choice, walked directly up the stone staircase, the stone staircase was not high, and it was only twenty or thirty steps away, and Zhao Zhu walked into a new tomb.

At this moment, the prompt of the group leader sounded in Zhao Zhu's mind:

"Side quest - Enter the tomb has been completed, get 500 bonds."

Just when Zhao Zhu was still reading the news he had just received in his mind, a gust of wind came from behind him, almost an instinctive reaction, Zhao Zhu's whole person rolled forward, but he still felt a pain in his back, his skin was already open, and blood was dripping!

Rolled around on the ground and stood up again to see, where Zhao Zhu was standing, there was a huge axe standing there at this time, it should be a mechanism, the first mechanism for the intruder who entered the tomb, and it was equivalent to a dismount, in Zhao Zhu's mind, it should be four hundred years to make some problems and changes in the accuracy and sensitivity of the mechanism, otherwise he would have been unable to dodge before.

"Hiss............!"

The wound on his back is more difficult to deal with, and Zhao Zhu has no time to deal with it now, he directly took out the hemostatic spray and sprayed it on his back with pain, this thing can only stop bleeding, and it is harmful to the body, but if you can complete the task alive, then these injuries will recover in an instant, whether there are any side effects of some drugs, it is not a big deal, if you can't complete the task, you will definitely die if you can't wait for the side effects to occur.

In this tomb where Zhao Zhu is now, there is no coffin, what is stored is some clay pots and weapons and armor, when the ancients designed their own tombs, they were designed according to the concept of living people, so it is normal to design a warehouse in the tomb to pile up some things that the owner of the tomb liked during his lifetime;

This burial chamber is about a hundred square areas, and things are neatly piled up, but obviously, the essence of the dragon vein that Zhao Zhu is looking for is not here, Zhao Zhu also glanced at the things around him, and walked towards the passage in front of him, not surprisingly, there should be another burial chamber.

Sure enough, in the next tomb, there are calligraphy and paintings, and one by one the calligraphy and paintings are displayed on the walls of the tomb, but because the time is too long, many scrolls of calligraphy and painting have rotted and fallen down, Zhao Zhu is not a literary and artistic youth, and he does not have the noble sentiment of "handing it over to the country", he doesn't care about the loss of these precious calligraphy and paintings, he just senses a message from it:

Before, at the entrance of that gate, that is, on that altar, there should have been a special power to isolate it from the outside, but in the real tomb area, there was no such power, otherwise the giant axe used as a hidden weapon would never allow Zhao Zhu to escape from it.

Just as Zhao Zhu was about to leave this tomb and enter the next tomb, Zhao Zhu was attracted by a pair of words under his feet:

"According to the Fugaotai overhead well, the lecture is named after it?

Vimo is already dross, and Liang Wu Zhencheng has picked up the spit. ”

Zhao Zhu touched his chin, this poem Zhao Zhu had seen it in a tea house before, and he was deeply impressed by the author of this poem at that time.

"This is Emperor Qianlong's "Yuhuatai", it seems that not only the generation of Nu ~ Er ~ Ha ~ Chi, but also the later generations of the Manchu emperors should have renovated or rearranged this ancient tomb, otherwise, Qianlong's poems would not appear here."