I didn't know what this yellow slime was after looking at it for a long time, and Shirley Yang didn't seem to have a clue. I looked at the dark corridor in front of me, waved my hand forward, and said, "Adjust the team and continue to go." He continued to walk on. Shirley Young followed me, fat man last.

The three of us continued to walk forward, careful not to touch the yellow liquid oozing from the wall, and walked for five or six minutes until we finally reached the end of the corridor. At the end was an empty marble room, which looked the same as the previous one with nine coffins, except that this room was empty. The other end of the room was not a marble wall, but a meter above the ground that turned into a white wall, as if a painting had been laid on the wall, covering the wall. There is a one-meter-wide ditch on each side of the room. Seeing that there was no coffin in this house, the fat man said to me: "Old Hu, why the hell is the tomb of the Chen family not built according to the rules." How can there be a reason that there is no coffin in the tomb, where the hell is this to find the Ming Weapon! "I'm also a little strange, this Chen family tomb is indeed not built according to the specifications, first built a room outside to raise nine extremely dark and black bodies, and now there is no coffin in another empty house. It seems that this Chen family's tomb really can't be speculated with basic knowledge of thieves.

The fat man walked to the ditch on the side of the room and stretched his neck to look at it, turned his head and said, "This ditch is full of black and slimy things, and it looks disgusting." Lao Hu, give me something useless. "I took off my backpack and found a crushed compressed biscuit and threw it to the fat man. The fat man slammed into the ditch, and with a "bang", the compressed biscuits bounced up and down.

"This black slimy thing is quite sturdy, but it seems to be a little stretchy." The fat man wondered. Shirley Yang and I both walked to the edge of the ditch and looked down with the wolf's eyes, and saw that the whole ditch was covered with black and slimy things, as if black oil had solidified. Shirley Yang instructed me and the fat man: "Old Hu, you and the fat man should be careful, I don't know what is in this ditch." This Chen family's tomb is full of strangeness, and all kinds of obstacles are not the mechanisms used in ordinary tombs, so let's be careful. The fat man and I nodded. I was about to go to the ditch on the other side of the room to check when the fat man suddenly pointed to the wall and shouted, "Old Hu, Yang Shen, look at the mural." ”

When we looked at it, we saw a huge mural on the snow-white wall opposite the original room, covering the entire wall. The wall depicts a golden treasure hall, glittering in the mist, and under the steps there are large clouds lingering, as if in the sky.

Shirley Yang whispered, "There was nothing on this wall when it first came in, and a painting appeared after a while. Lao Hu, it seems that the organ is here again, we have to be careful. After saying that, the three of us slowly approached, scanning the surroundings with our backs to back, and doing a defensive state. But after a long time, there was no dangerous atmosphere. The fat man wondered, "Could it be that this room is just for us to enjoy the murals?" ”

I continued to look at the mural and suddenly noticed that the mural seemed to have changed somewhat. The steps under the Treasure seemed to be longer, stretching endlessly downward, through the clouds, to the corners of the wall. The whole temple also seems to be a little bigger, it was only a distant view before, but now it seems to be closer to us. Shirley Yang said "Huh" next to him, and I asked, "Do you also think that this mural has changed in any way?" ”

Shirley Yang nodded and said, "This treasure hall seems to be getting bigger and bigger, as if it is moving closer to us. The fat man pointed to the mural and said, "Old Hu, don't you think this treasure hall is a bit like the Taihe Hall of the Forbidden City?" "I listened to the fat man's words and looked carefully at the murals, carved beams and paintings, painted with gold and silver, and indeed looked very much like the Taihe Hall of the Forbidden City. What is the intention of the Chen family to paint the Taihe Hall in their own cemetery? The fat man smiled and said: "Do you say that this Chen family is relying on the wealth of the country and the great cause of the family, and has the idea of rebellion and wants to be the emperor himself, so he painted the murals of the Forbidden City in this tomb." Maybe because of this wolf ambition, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty discovered it, so he was beheaded all over the house and disappeared overnight. ”

I shook my head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, if this Chen family is beheaded all over the house, there will definitely be a record in the history books." Even if it is not recorded, the people living in Shanhaiguan will definitely know about it, and it makes no sense that everyone does not know why the Chen family disappeared overnight. ”

Shirley Yang nodded and said, "Old nonsense is right, this Chen family was definitely not beheaded by the emperor. This Chen family's tomb is designed to be so complex and dangerous, if the iron fan that enters the cave can still be said to prevent tomb robbers from entering, then the room with nine black demons just now doesn't look like a normal design for burying ancestors, and no one will raise such a cold and vicious zongzi in their ancestral tomb. ”

I said: "Yes, in the past, the zongzi we encountered were all formed because of the touch of the tomb robber or because of the feng shui damage caused by the change of the terrain of the mountain, and they were all formed passively, after all, no tomb owner wants to become a zombie after his death." But this Chen family's tomb seems to have deliberately cultivated zongzi to attack intruders. It stands to reason that this Hanging Yang Cave Feng Shui is excellent, and it is indeed a good place to open up a tomb, but the Chen family deliberately cultivated zongzi with extreme yin items in good feng shui, deliberately causing an evil trend, which is really indescribably weird. ”

The fat man patted his thigh and said, "Great, haha, this shows that the jade plum blossom double is in this Chen family tomb." If it weren't for the protection of such a priceless thing from being stolen, why did the Chen family spend so much effort to create so many obstacles. The harder it has always been to steal, the more good things are hidden, and it seems that we are going to return with a full load this time. ”

I smiled secretly in my heart, the fat man was so direct, I guess Shirley Yang was going to be angry again. But the fat man is also right, this Chen family has worked so hard to build a tomb full of organs, it must be something important to protect, this thing is ancient and important, it must be valuable. It seems that this trip did not go through the cracks. But now that things are so confusing, what attracts me even more is the ultimate secret of this tomb. I can't wait to unravel the mystery of who is secretly manipulating this qiē and what is the purpose.

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly heard Shirley Yang say, "You see, this mural seems to have changed again. The fat man and I turned our heads to look, and saw that the treasure hall on the mural seemed to be closer to us, and the patterns on the large copper tank for water storage under the steps of the near treasure hall were clearly visible. The stairs are more like they stretch from the wall to our feet, as if we can walk up with our legs lifted. The three of us looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Shirley Yang suddenly pinched my waist so hard that I couldn't help but cry out in pain. Shirley Young asked me, "Does it hurt?" ”

I rubbed the pinched area and complained, "You heard me scream just now, do you guess it hurts or not?" ”

Shirley Yang continued: "Then you look up at the mural, is there any change?" I looked up at the mural as I said, and it was still close enough to look like I could walk up the stairs, and nothing had changed. I said to Shirley Yang: "Yang Shen, if you are afraid that I will not be distracted and not look at the painting properly, you can give a kind reminder, there is no need to start." You reminded me of my elementary school teacher, who would walk up to me casually and squeeze my arm whenever I was distracted in class. ”