The soldier the monkey was pointing at, we couldn't see it because of the location, but through the sound of the carapace clashing and rubbing, we found the soldier.

The soldier was at the very back of the phalanx on our left.

Judging by the distance, he is the farthest soldier from us.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

At this moment, the creaking behind him suddenly increased, and the voice of Mr. Mover sounded: "Hurry up!" ”

"Chen San, let's go!"

Situ Qing's voice sounded, and he also pulled me by the hand.

I staggered, followed Situ Qing's strength, and glanced behind me with the corner of my eye.

On the left back, the soldier had turned around and turned his face towards us.

"Ma Dan, I'm really alive!"

I muttered to myself, didn't care about anything else, and strode forward with Situ Qing.

The gap between the gate and the opening was not large, barely allowing one person to pass through.

Behind the door is a long corridor flanked by compartmentalized rooms.

When I saw the rooms on either side of the corridor, I was stunned for a moment.

I've thought about a lot of possibilities for what happens behind the gate, but I've never thought about it.

Bang!

A loud closing of the door startled me, and I came back to my senses a little and looked back.

Ba Hongyu stood at the door, panting slightly, his hands on his waist, trembling unnaturally, the door was closed by him.

"Uncle, Lao Ba closed the door!" Liu Ling didn't know what the purpose was, and shouted at the rudder mover in front of him.

"If it's off, it's off, how much can you stop the corpse soldiers for a while!" Mr. Mover replied without being salty.

"Corpse soldiers?"

Liu Lingtong's eyes lit up and said; "Uncle, do you call those solemn armor soldiers corpse soldiers?"

"That's right!"

Mr. Mover glanced at the rooms on either side of the corridor and replied with a faint two words.

"Uncle, tell me, what's going on with the corpse soldiers?" The boy Liu Ling became interested, hurried a few steps forward, walked up to Mr. Mover, and asked like a licking dog.

"Using corpses as soldiers, such a simple thing, what is there to say!" Mr. Mover said with a cold face.

"Uncle, let's not talk about corpse soldiers, let's talk about here, what kind of place is this?" Liu Ling asked as he continued to lick his face.

I'd like to know what this place is more than a corpse.

For the corpse soldiers, although Mr. Mover didn't say much, the meaning was very clear, that is, to use corpse control techniques to make the corpses wear armor and use them to guard the mausoleum.

It is very difficult to damage such a corpse soldier unless it breaks its armor, so there is not much to say.

And here, what the hell is place, I don't understand it for the time being.

I believe that it is not only me who can't understand, but Situ Qing also has a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The reason is simple, the layout here is not like a mausoleum, but a bit like a prison.

Regarding Liu Lingtong's question, Mr. Mover did not answer at the first time, but fell into deep thought.

Liu Ling was not in a hurry, and Mr. Mover did not return, so he waited happily, taking a look at the surrounding environment by the way.

This corridor in the middle is about one and a half meters wide, and on the walls on both sides, every two meters or so, there is an iron door, the iron gate is fully enclosed, and there are iron windows in the middle and above in the form of fences, and there are pull bolts on the iron windows, which can be opened from the outside.

Both in terms of style and layout, it's like a prison.