Under the horse's hooves, two cold lights flashed, and two steel cones emerged from under the hooves. However, the tip of the steel cone stopped at a distance of about three fists from Lao Gu's back, and then the entire statue slowly rose again, regaining the state of standing upright.

Jing'er and I are stupid, what kind of situation is this, could it be that the piety of the old Gu moved the heavens and the earth?

"When you enter more tombs, you will understand." Lao Gu straightened up, folded his hands, and did not squint. "Except for a very small number of perverts, the tombs of heroes like this kind, where a futon is set up in front of the shrine or statue, that is, people are allowed to go to worship. No matter what comes up during the visit, as long as you are religious enough not to panic, these things will not hurt you. There was no need for the owner of the tomb to have a mechanism set up specifically for killing those who bowed down to him. Occasionally, there will be some tentative things, and if you are not sincere and panicked, then it is usually the way to die. ”

After Lao Gu finished speaking, he bowed down again. But the statue didn't move again. When Lao Gu bowed down for the third time, there was a sudden sound of "Grala" turning in the main hall, and the statue of Ran Tianwang, who was riding a red dragon horse, actually fell while retreating, as if a mighty knight took the initiative to make way for you, and as the statue retreated, a downward staircase appeared in the original position of the statue.

"Uh, that's okay?" No wonder Jing'er and I searched for a long time in the vicinity and didn't find it, it turned out that the entrance to the tunnel needed to be opened like this. If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to find this tunnel entrance anyway.

"Cousin, I think it's a little boring, do you feel it?" Jing'er suddenly whispered to me.

"Maybe it's because I've been down there for too long, after all, this is an ancient tomb, and the air won't be as good as it is above. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take out the oxygen tank and take a few breaths, you don't need to save much, anyway, we brought several. Patting the little girl's head, I grabbed Lao Gu, who wanted to be the first to go down, and walked to the staircase.

"The flashlight energy is provincial, I don't know how long the road is below, Lao Gu, you just said, this is the real entry into the ancient tomb, and the one outside is just the way to come." Judging by the reaction of the corpses outside, it would be safer for me to go down first. Holding the fireball in his left hand and carrying the hook halberd in his right hand, he walked down the steps, and below was a clean stone room, in which there were two rows of weapon racks, on which were placed all kinds of weapons, but due to the long time, the wooden handles of some weapons had rotted, and a small part of the metal weapons had also corroded, but if you looked for them, there were still a lot of them that could be used.

"Professor Gu, what kind of place do you say this is? Armory? These are all used by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime? Jing'er took down a two-handed sword from the weapon rack, "Professor Gu, you see, there is actually a sword here, but this style is too simple, it shouldn't be for generals, it's really rare." Jing'er said and handed the sword to Lao Gu, who nodded again and again, saying that it was rare.

"I said you two can't do it, just a rusty iron sword, is it that rare?" Sure enough, it was an insider who looked at the doorway, and a layman who looked at the excitement, when I was looking at these weapons, I was wondering which one was suitable for use, but they were pondering which one was rarer.

"Cousin, you are a layman, in the Jin Dynasty, iron was used a lot, and the two-handed swords, which were slightly inconvenient to use, were gradually eliminated from the battlefield and replaced by knives that were easier to use, so the value of this thing was much higher than other weapons." Jing'er stuck out her tongue at me in dissatisfaction.

"I don't think we should be paying attention to that, you just said, that should be a soldier's weapon, I don't think the grave builder will throw a bunch of weapons here for no reason, don't you think this is more like a place for us to choose equipment?" In the direction directly opposite the stairs, there is a stone door, and the stone door is ...... There seemed to be a very powerful Yin Qi entrenched there.

"Cousin, what era is it, and I still choose equipment, and I don't play games, besides, even if there is something, hehe, bang bang, look at your sister and mine." Jing'er picked up the submachine gun, her arms trembled slightly, and she made a continuous shooting mouth, and there was still a sound in her mouth, oh my God, are you really studying archaeology? What about the temperament of a good scholar!?

"Girl, don't make a fuss, in the tomb, hot weapons may not be easy to use. This one is for you, take it for self-defense. Lao Gu threw Jing'er a dagger with a holster, and picked a single knife from the weapon rack. In fact, I think that in the casting process at that time, this single knife may not be as good as the sapper shovel on his back.

But even so, I was not idle, at first I wanted to find a suitable short weapon, then I gave up, and I don't even look down on weapons without spirituality, and finally I found a large shield. It was a round iron shield with a diameter of one meter, and the shield was wrapped in cowhide, although this thing had no spirit, but with it in hand, there was no need to be afraid of those crossbow arrows and other things in the tomb.

Using my spirit to communicate with the fire aura, I let the fireball that I had originally held in my hand float a little above my head, and then pushed the stone door on the wall.

The stone door was easily pushed open by me, but as the stone door was pushed open, I heard a "click", the sound of something metal being opened. Let the fireball float into the burial chamber in front, and you can see that in the middle of this burial chamber of about 150 square meters, only a two-meter-tall, burly and majestic person with only a piece of animal skin around his crotch stands. The man's body was covered in dust, and at his feet, chains fell. Obviously, the chains were originally tied to him, because the act of opening the door triggered the mechanism and caused the chains to fall off on their own.

"It feels like the Colosseum in ancient Rome." When the three of us walked into the stone room, the stone door behind us closed automatically, and this guy in front of me gave me a terrible feeling, really bad.

The fingers began to move, followed by the palms and wrists. The air was filled with the sound of "click, click, click", like a warm-up before a long-inactive war machine restarted.

"Da Da Da Da" I don't know if it's too much pressure and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, without waiting for me to speak, Jing'er pulled the trigger, I have to say, this little girl's marksmanship is very good, the bullets clanged, all hit the big man, yes, it was clanging, there was no feeling of bullets entering the flesh at all, as if hitting the iron plate. Fortunately, the flowering bomb exploded after hitting the target, releasing red nitrate powder, and the big man was already shrouded in red mist by red nitrate powder at this time.

"Jing'er, don't fight, it's useless." Jing'er changed to a new magazine and was about to fire, but I stopped her. The big man's body was full of yin energy, and his skin should be as strong as steel as a high-level zombie. The Charger is a small-caliber rapid-fire weapon that basically has no chance of breaking through the defenses, and it may be useful to change to an anti-materiel sniper rifle.

Raising his hand, he threw a fireball the size of a human head, causing it to float in the center of the top of the stone chamber. If fighting is unavoidable, we must first create favorable conditions, and field warfare in the dark is not our human strength.

"Roar!" In the red mist, there was a roar, and then the big man stared at us from the smoke with a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Get out of the way!" I let out a low roar, holding my shield in my left hand in front of me, and rushed towards the big one.

There was a loud bang, and the big guy's fist collided with my shield, and his momentum suddenly stopped, but I took five or six steps backwards in a row to stabilize my body. At this time, I saw clearly that the guy in front of me was obviously not Han. With a high nose and deep eyes, a full beard, and some Caucasian features, he looks a bit like the killer who attacked me outside Sister Yixin's dormitory before.

"How come there are still foreigners!?" Under the light of the fire, Jing'er also saw the man's face clearly.

"This is not a foreigner, this is an extinct Karma! Xiao Shen, be careful, he may play with fire! Lao Gu shouted in the corner.

The extinct Karma? Play with fire? I remembered what Sister Yixin told me about the attack she was on the road, and she was attacked by a few guys who could play with fire. But now isn't the time to think about this, I'll put him down first! Holding the shield again, I rushed forward, and the hook halberd in my right hand dragged diagonally to the ground, and when the big man punched me, my body spun, and the big man's fist slid against my shield, and my hook slipped through his chest and abdomen with the force of rotation. However, no blood came out of the wound, only a small amount of black blood oozed out.

"Ho......" When I turned around and was about to continue attacking, I found that the big man had withdrawn from a distance of seven or eight meters, looking at me with a frightened expression.

What's going on? It has been almost 1,700 years since he was buried, and to say that he is still a human is, most likely a corpse monster. Judging from the appearance and hardness, the strength of this product should be close to the fire-eyed drought that we encountered when the Five Fire Immortal Clothes were unearthed, but the body movements are more like the Jiuli corpse general I saw later, and it is not stiff, although the first two actions rely on brute force to fight, but the flexibility is definitely not comparable to ordinary zombies. Isn't this kind of guy supposed to fight like crazy and drink human blood? Why do you still show such a human expression?

No matter what, the brave wins when they meet on the narrow road, since he is afraid, I have to play the spirit of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, and quickly put down the girl to continue on the road. But when I raised my weapon and was about to rush forward to continue the whole process, the undisciplined fellow actually squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and did not move. What's going on? So the mighty big man is a silver-like pewter spear head!? Don't be so funny!