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Chapter 436: Arriving at the burial room

"Adler probably wouldn't have thought that someone would dare to seal Xitai again, and no one would want to open Xitai's seal, except Adler, so no one would dare to come to this kind of place." Moro said lightly, but Patrick could hear a bit of mockery and smugness in her tone.

This stupid woman. Patrick cursed again.

So the three of them continued to go down, the corridor changed from narrow to wide, and the two men could only pass sideways, and Mo Luo's body was still thin and could barely walk normally. After passing through this narrow section, it suddenly opened up, and not far away was a huge stone gate.

"We were in the funeral room on the lowest floor. The book says that Heita was pressed further down the funeral chamber. She explained that trying to open the stone door was in vain.

Raising his left hand, the fire illuminates the totem above and the stone statues around it, trying to find some information from above.

"You can even read these paintings? Is this a word or a painting? Patrick looked at her sideways, looking at the notes with a little bit of seriousness, and soon she didn't need to take notes, just read or observe.

She replied while searching, "I can only say that I am reluctant, but I did my homework well in the first two days, so I can understand some of the general idea, and the above is just to cover up and record some of the life of the king who accompanied the funeral and the funeral scene, but the text on it has nothing to do with this door, and no one will write the method of opening the secret room so obviously at the door, and the book is not recorded carefully because of its age...... "Before she finished speaking, she withdrew her gaze from above, and after a look of it, Suspiciously, he raised his hand and turned the eyelids wrapped around the eyes of a nearby idol.

The idol's eyes turned from closed to open, and the door slowly opened.

"Don't you know how to open the door?" Patrick asked, confused, feeling that the woman was lying to her again.

"That's because we're lucky." She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and casually threw a stone from the ground into the burial room, and the stone rolled a few times, and with a bang, a whole boulder fell, and a cloud of dust made a loud noise and turned into pieces.

"Heh, and this mechanism, this is also lucky?" Patrick laughed, and then saw that Moro was just about to step in, and grabbed back, a small silver dagger coming straight towards her from the opposite side, "Stupid woman, not every luck is so good. ”

Still careless, Moro silently despised himself, then checked again to make sure there were no traps before stepping into the burial room.

Legend has it that the fish oil lamp, which can not be extinguished for 10,000 years, will actually be extinguished after 10,000 years, so it is still dark in the burial room. To Patrick's disappointment, however, the mountain of funerary goods in the burial chamber had long since disappeared and been emptied, leaving behind an empty burial chamber and frescoes and stone carvings that could not be removed.

"It's a shame that I don't have anything, I thought I could make a lot of money." Patrick said informally, and the ghost knew if he really cared if there were any funeral goods in it, and even if there were, could he still take it away?

Mo Luo really didn't have time to take care of him, and used the light in his hand to illuminate the whole room, this burial chamber was really not big compared to a pyramid of this size.