Fan Li suggested that he withdraw the same way, since the exit has been found, then it proves that the place they found is correct, and then go back to find an entrance, ten people in the province stand in such a small space to do things, and they can also avoid the danger of suffocation. But Brother Jiu didn't give up, he seemed to be in a hurry, and he had to make a hole in the exit to get in. He said that this exit is generally prepared for those who have done a great job, and if you open it from the inside, there will be no traps set inside and outside, but it is much easier, and there is no need to waste time solving puzzles. Looking at Brother Jiu's vicious aura, Fan Li and they were not easy to argue, what he said was somewhat reasonable, so Fan Li and his party squatted on the side, waiting for Brother Jiu and the four people accompanying him to take out the equipment for making holes.

In the past few years, Brother Jiu's work to go to the tomb has not been broken, his hands and feet are nimble, and the stone door at the exit is thin, and it will not take long to make a small hole for a person, Jialan threw out a bird skull bracelet, closed his eyes and sat for a while, and then nodded to Fan Li and Brother Jiu. Jiu Ge and Fan Li, who were familiar with Jialan, both understood what she was doing, the bird represented the scout, and the bird skull bracelet was to ventilate them and report the dangers around them. This witchcraft is a clever trick that Fan Yi came up with by borrowing from the witchcraft of Hidden Jiao and synthesizing the art of thief spirits. There is no need to waste fire folds again, and the second time it can be recycled, which relieves a lot of pressure on the grave people.

Brother Jiu took the lead, followed by Fan Li, and Jialan. Brother Jiu turned on the flashlight and shone around, this is a secret room, the surroundings are square, there are no carvings on the walls, it is like a simple storage room. When everyone had climbed in, they moved forward step by step.

Fan Li closed his eyes and pricked up his ears, at this moment he found nothing, this underground palace is quiet, is it really just an underground palace, the ability of the spirit thief to listen to the voice of the spirit is completely useless?

Soul thieves like the Fan family do not only obtain information from the tomb by opening mechanisms and solving puzzles, but make more use of their ears. Soul thieves have been trained to listen to the voice of the spirit since they were young, they read ancient texts, eat special Chinese medicinal materials, learn witchcraft and divination, just so that they can hear the sound of soul fluctuations in the tomb, which sounds a bit evil, so their number is very small, and it is extremely rare to be able to come out of a family like the Fan family. As far as the current society is concerned, the overall trend of profit-seeking violates the basic literacy of the spirit thieves, so most of the spirit thieves either change careers or live in seclusion, and their myths and legends are not seen by ordinary people, they can only be seen in books, and those books that introduce the work of spirit thieves will eventually be replaced by a huge army of business books.

"No movement?" Jialan looked at Fan Li, who shook his head. "No, if this is really a secluded capital, it must be full of evil." Jialan lowered her head and clutched the bird skull bracelet.

"Are you reliable here?" Xiao Yun walked in front of Brother Jiu, he was a head above Brother Jiu, and Brother Jiu suddenly lost that evil in front of him.

"Of course it's reliable!" Brother Jiu took care of his face, took out the photo of the slate and shook it in front of Fan Li and Xiao Yun. "I've already asked Fan Li's photo to authenticate, this is the old man's one."

"Could it be that grandpa has taken away all the evil spirits back then?" Xiao Xiao touched Fan Li's arm.

"You forgot? When Grandpa was fine, he used the example of Youdu to warn us, he said that the evil spirits inside could not be taken away by ordinary people, and Grandpa only entered that secret room back then, and according to his speculation, Youdu was ridiculously big, and it would take a day and a night to walk around like a walker, not to mention the grave people like us who walked on thin ice every step of the way. ”

"Didn't the old man tell you about anything other than evil spirits in the hidden capital?" The toad eyes of the ninth brother glared at him again, and Xiao Xiao immediately retreated to Xiao Yun's side.

"He said that the only antiquities in it, except for some unknown statues, is a stone dagger, he said that the dagger is very evil, the surrounding statues are shoddy, and the craftsmanship of the dagger does not look like the craftsmanship of ancient times."

Brother Jiu didn't speak again, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then continued to move forward. They leave the chamber and enter a tunnel, which is similar in design to the chamber, with stone walls and no murals or carvings on the walls, and looks as clean as a rough house.

They walked in this tunnel for about fifteen minutes, when suddenly there was a sharp turn in front of them, and there were several boulders blocking the way, and the ninth brother was quick with his hands and feet, and climbed the boulder like a monkey, and let out a dull sigh.

"Hmm...... Ahri, come up and take a look! Brother Jiu turned around and stretched out his hand to Fan Li, he took Xiao Yun's thrust on his hips, took Brother Jiu's hand, jumped onto the boulder, and an ancient temple appeared in front of him, and there were two fierce statues on the left and right sides of the temple door. The statues on the left and on the right have bare heads and smooth skin without any wrinkles, they have no eyes, and their armor is not fully armed, except for the armor on their left shoulder and a small piece of chest armor with the logo of the tree on their chest. The two of them held a waist-wide giant sword, stuck the giant sword on the ground, and their eyes were facing this side, staring at Fan Li's heart for a while.

After Jialan crossed the boulder, she jumped off the boulder with Jiu Ge and Fan Li. She walked up to the statue and stroked the humanoid monster's greatsword, taking a closer look at the carved incantations on it.

"What? What to find. Fan Li walked up to Jialan, and Jialan's eyes were still on the giant sword.

"Two years ago, when I was archaeological in a tourist area, I saw a similar text, and if I remember correctly, it should have written a story, probably about a war of aggression, gods falling from the sky, and jungle guards who revolted."

Fan Li wanted to ask something, but found that the four strangers had followed Jiu Ge into the temple, and he quickly followed. As soon as Brother Jiu entered the temple, he stopped, and Fan Li walked forward and found Brother Jiu staring at an ancient stone tree inside in a daze. In front of the ancient tree was an altar with a horse in the middle of it, which had been reduced to a skeleton with a thick layer of ash on it, and a gold-rimmed embroidered carpet was laid next to the horse. Brother Jiu walked quickly to the edge of the altar, grabbed the blanket, shook the dust on it, and a battle map appeared in front of him, it was two armies fighting, one side was a warrior in white armor and white armor, and the other side was similar to the two statues outside the door.

"What do you think it is?" Brother Jiu turned his head to look at Fan Li, Fan Li's appearance was indifferent, the surroundings were still calm, and he couldn't hear any sound.

"I'm just a spirit thief, not an antique expert." Fan Li went around to the side, and when he saw Brother Jiu's hidden smile, he guessed that it should be something valuable. He held a flashlight to shine on the wall next to him, Xiao Yun, Xiao Xiao and Kai Crossbow followed suit when they saw it, while Jia Lan was more interested in the horse corpse.

There are many frescoes on the walls, most of which are well-made and meticulously carved, and if they really go back to a long, long time ago, there should not be such finely carved murals. It was still a fighting army, still the same slick monsters, holding battle flags painted with ancient trees, black wings and daggers, people of all colors of armor gathered and rushed in one direction, and in that direction a white light fell from the sky, a ladder stretched down from the top of the clouds, and rows of samurai in white armor held spears to form a formation. He also saw a general-like figure riding a war horse, which was the same as the one in front of him, wrapped in a blanket trimmed with gold and wrapped in a body full of bones.

Seeing this, Fan Li couldn't help but be frightened, he looked back at the altar, the horse in the altar was lying peacefully, and the ninth brother on the side was holding a magnifying glass and looking at the blanket in his hand. He only felt that after looking at the mural on the wall, his ears were buzzing, like three mosquitoes buzzing in three different directions.

"Jialan, did you find anything?" Fan Li hurriedly called Jialan to his side.

"In ancient times, there was indeed a kind of witchcraft that could use the undead to fight, and the myth said that those living dead rode skeleton war horses, and there were traces of ** on their bodies." Jialan looked at the skeleton.

"The hidden capital is hell, could this be an evil spirit from hell?"

"What?" Fan Li's words amused Xiao Yun. "Do you really believe those rumors, that your mastery of listening to spiritual voices is the result of your grandfather's training, and that the soul is also a substance that once existed in the body, but legends are just things that people make up to uplift people, you can't really take them seriously."

Fan Li looked up and continued to look at the mural, he always felt that there was some inexplicable connection between the statue outside, the bones inside and the mural, and he wanted to see if there was a way to solve it, but Jialan roared, and a figure rushed over and pressed him to the ground.

"Be careful!"

When Fan Li woke up from his contemplation, he found that he had been crushed by Xiao Yun's huge physique, and he felt a stream of heat falling from the sky, staying in his arm, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was Xiao Yun's shoulder that had sunken a piece of flesh, which was snorting and bleeding.

Xiao Yun retreated to the side, and Fan Li saw that everyone else was bent over.

"What's going on!" Fan Li asked Brother Jiu.

"It's me, just now I saw a golden box, I wanted to open it, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened it, a steel arrow shot out of it, fortunately I was able to dodge." A thin man under Brother Nine said.

"Why don't I poke you out of a hole!" Brother Jiu scolded sharply. "Is there anything wrong with Xiao Yun?"

"It's not a big deal." Xiao Yun skillfully bandaged his arm, Fan Li saw a few drops of blood falling on the floor, he felt something was wrong, so he lay on the ground and looked carefully, those few drops of blood did not mean to coagulate, but seeped into the floor at a slow speed.

"You don't have a lot of experience in going to the grave, don't embarrass me next time you see something new!" Brother Jiu continued to scold, at this time, Fan Li could no longer hear the sound of Brother Jiu insulting his subordinates, the voice in his ears was twice as loud, and Weng Weng rang loudly, so loud that his skull almost exploded.

"There is a voice!" Fan Li shouted weakly, followed by a violent roar in his brain, and then he saw something behind Brother Jiu stand up, and looked at it, it was the skeleton war horse.