Wait a minute! Thinking of this, a very important question suddenly hit my head, and everyone listened to his words and followed him down to this eerie underground tomb, but they didn't seem to know anything about him, not even his name, let alone what his identity was.

So why, grandpa, those who are old and sophisticated, would trust the white-haired old man so easily?

Liu Jing heard my muttering, and whispered, "Actually, you don't have to think about it so complicated, the matter is very simple, everything is respected by strength, with the ability of the white-haired old man, if he wants to harm us, it is not an exaggeration to say, it is easy to do." And he didn't choose to do that. This alone is enough for the grandfathers to trust him. ”

Oh! Is that so?

Liu Jing's words echoed in his head, lasting for a long time, and an abrupt sound sounded, and what he saw in front of him was suddenly shrouded in firelight, and the white-haired old man who walked slowly seemed to be walking with the fire, "I have to admit that the quality of the things of that dynasty is good, and after more than 3,000 years, they can still be lit, and it is more convenient to have firelight." Let's go, go with the old man to meet the mechanisms carefully prepared by the beast. ”

After speaking, the old man led everyone and began to walk along the tomb road, so many years have passed, no matter how solid the building is, it is inevitable that it will be dilapidated, and several ear chambers on both sides can be seen to collapse completely, like the scene after the explosion, if you look closely, you can see that there are some utensils in the mixture. To be honest, my eyes fell on those artifacts, and the idea of packing them in my backpack really sprung into my head.

I don't know how deep the underground tomb is, we walk, every step seems to be making a choice between life and death, at least I think so, probably influenced by the strange novels I have read, I always feel that there will definitely be dead but not rotten zombies in the ancient tombs, deadly mechanisms, and a large number of wandering ghosts. So since I stepped into the cemetery, my little liver was in a state of lifting, and I didn't dare to put it down.

Time passed minute by minute, nothing happened, everyone moved forward silently, and just when I thought that this ancient tomb might be too old to do anything unthinkable, a sigh sounded. The white-haired old man immediately stopped when he heard this, and when we saw this, we stopped one after another.

The flames rising from the fire on both sides seemed to be suppressed by something, and they went down, followed by a floating figure flashing from the brick wall illuminated by the firelight, and the wind was blowing in the oppressive air, whistling past like a woman crying, and like a ghost in the underworld greeting everyone excitedly and hideously.

The white-haired old man was on crutches, motionless, and the fat man saw this battle, and his eyes moved back and forth to see what was going on, but those ghosts just kept floating, and nothing else.

I looked at the fast-moving ghosts projected onto the masonry walls, and thought to myself, the beasts wouldn't want to scare them away with these little tricks, and if they did, they would be underestimating.

The white-haired old man coughed lightly twice and said, "Get ready, something is coming!" ”

As soon as the words landed, illusory figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of and behind, they were crowded, and their feet slowly floated towards the location where everyone was. A figure that can see the emptiness inside is like a shadow cast on the ground by us standing in the sun. (To be continued......)