Huo Xiuxiu checked Huo Xiaoli's injuries, pulled up her trouser leg to take a look, and immediately slapped his head, "You stinky boy, just scratch such a little skin, call like killing a pig, call again, believe it or not, I will directly give you a shot to comfort you." ”

"Ouch!" Huo Xiaoli hurriedly covered his head and cried with a sad face, "Sister Xiuxiu, why are you so heavy." ”

Huo Xiuxiu quickly treated his wound and stuffed him with a candy, "Okay, don't rub it, the wound is not deep, as long as it doesn't get into the water, it will be fine soon." ”

Huo Xiaoli responded innocently, stood up, patted the baby camera that had been hanging on his chest, and said happily: "Fortunately, I hung the camera tightly, if it really falls, I won't cry to death." ”

This kind of flap mechanism was originally a surprise psychology, the tomb robber must be for money, and the tomb robber basically has no greed, good things are in front of you, close at hand, naturally bewitched people to relax their vigilance, and finally ask for hardship, fall into the pit, stay here forever, become the tomb owner's funeral goods.

The next thing was very smooth, after they had already prepared, this little mechanism underground was not difficult for them, and the Huo family easily sent people over to take pictures, and then got them back.

Just when everyone thought that everything was going well, Huo Xiangu, who was sitting on the side, suddenly began to cough violently, coughing and coughing, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief, and the red blood stains could not be stopped.

Everyone in the Huo family was shocked, and exclaimed, "Family master! ”

Zhang Qixun's face changed suddenly, and then he realized that he didn't know when, the alkaline gas had quietly begun to spread.

After looking around, he suddenly shouted: "Damn, it's broken, there is an exhaust hole on the top of the wall here, the mechanism is activated, and the alkaline gas has been released." ”

"Go back!" The little brother snorted coldly and took the lead in running to the tomb gate outside the stone road.

Zhang Qixun took out the crutches pinned to Huo Chushi's backpack, ran to the tomb door, and pried open the tap stone of the top door with the little brother.

Behind them, there was a gray-white mist, which was slowly falling from the sky like curling smoke, and the fog inside was filled, like the Nantianmen in Journey to the West.

The little brother was holding the tap stone outside the door, and Zhang Qixun hurried to pull out the crutches and get out of the crack in the door.

With a bang, the heavy tomb door closed, and Zhang Qixun urged repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, such a wide door crack can't stop the poisonous gas." ”

When everyone in the Huo family heard this, where did they care if your clothes were wet or cold, they jumped into the pool like dumplings, and swam back desperately.

Fortunately, the pitons they had hit on the edge of the crack and the rope hanging from the stone wall were still there, and one by one they climbed up as fast as they could, and when they looked down, the white mist had spread out of the crack in the door.

Everyone didn't dare to delay any longer, and ran forward desperately, passing through the gap and returning to the previous stone chamber.

Just when they thought that the little brother and Zhang Qixun would knock on the pillar again and put the mechanism down, they saw these two people go straight to the corner of the stone room, and when they were in a daze, they saw them groping on the stone wall for a few seconds, and then they disappeared into the wall.

In the panic, the lights flickered, and they didn't even see how the two disappeared, and they were still swaying like headless flies.

"Where's the slumber? Why is it gone with a whoosh? Huo Chusi shouted.

Huo Chushi was still carrying Mrs. Huo on his back, and when he heard this, his face turned blue, and he shouted in a low voice: "Damn, what are you doing in a daze?" Don't look for it yet! ”

Huo Xiaoli jumped to the corner of the wall on one leg, carefully checked where there were any secret doors or the like, the water was too urgent just now, and he didn't have time to deal with the leg cramps, and the injured leg was still twitching at this time, and his forehead was bruised in pain.

The lamp in his hand swept through a corner, and he was about to turn around, but he saw that the wall suddenly moved by itself, opening its mouth like a tengu swallowing the moon, and a human head drilled out of it.

The man saw the Huo family swaying outside, so he scolded: "I really obeyed you, I have never seen such a stupid tomb robber as you, and I won't even look for my mother's secret door, so don't hurry over." ”

Although this sound was scolding, it sounded like heaven in the ears of the Huo family at this moment.

Huo Xiaoli was so frightened that he sat on the ground, and after seeing who that person was, he shouted out with a loud voice, "Yu Ye~"

Immediately, he rushed over in the posture of a dog planing and squeezed into the flipped small stone door.

Zhang Qixun stretched out his hand to help him, and asked him to quickly climb up along the small bricks on the wall, and then took the old lady on Huo Chushi's back in, clasped it with one hand, raised his head and shouted to it: "Little brother, go on." ”

After saying that, he directly threw Mrs. Huo upright, and Mrs. Huo, who was already weak, almost rolled her eyes and fainted under the feeling of weightlessness, and the next second she felt that two hands like iron tongs grabbed her shoulders tightly and lifted her up.

Zhang Qixun also climbed up after him, took out an oxygen cylinder mixed with a very low concentration and a small amount of acetic acid and put it on Mrs. Huo, temporarily relieving her, and she could only go to the hospital with professional equipment to do lung lavage.

"Your respiratory tract was corroded by alkaline gas before, and even the mucous membranes were ulcerated and bleeding this time, and if you inhale it again, you will not be far from death."

Huo Xiangu lay flat on the ground, coughed a few times, her face was pale, her lips began to turn blue, although her consciousness was clear, the muscles on her body were spasming slightly uncontrollably, if it was more serious, she would have to go into shock directly.

"It's safe here for now, you can take a break and recharge your energy." Zhang Qixun said to the Huo family who climbed up one after another.

Huo Chushi had already checked around and found no air holes, so he asked, "Yu Ye, where is this part of the ancient building?" ”

"The seventh floor." Zhang Qixun pointed to the ground under his feet, "This is the real seventh floor of the ancient building." ”

It is a large circular stone chamber, the size of half a football field, with seven stout pillars standing around the stone chamber, and the dome is similar to the previous one.

The only special thing is that there is a high platform in the middle of the stone chamber, on which there is a huge unicorn stone statue on top of the tomb, only the head is finely carved, and the rest of the lines are rough, like a blank that has been carved and thrown here.

Such a large stone, it is obvious that it cannot be fully carved and transported from the outside, can only be directly taken here on the spot, the neck of the stone statue has an acquired crack, there is a palm-wide crack, it is likely that the rough has been molded, and it suddenly cracks when it is finely carved, and it cannot be repaired, so it is discarded here.

The little brother walked around behind the stone statue and pushed open a two-person wide stone door, and inside was a wooden staircase that led straight to the top.

Twenty minutes later, Huo Chushi carried Mrs. Huo on his back, walked into the stone gate under the leadership of the little brother, and came to the sixth floor of the ancient building.

From here, the wooden ring building is completely unveiled to the public.

They stood in a long corridor on the left, with a compact fence and columns on one side and wooden houses on the other.

Behind them is the mountain, the corridor leads directly to the opposite of the room is obviously different from other room specifications, the appearance is the back hall of the ancient Han style building, the beams are densely engraved with a lot of strange and strange Zhang Jiaming characters, these writing systems are different, all from those broken fragments of Chinese civilization, the more upstairs, the closer these words are to the modern.

The symbols commonly used by the Zhang family were concisely evolved from this script, but since the fall of the Zhang family, the record of the meaning of some of the words that have been passed down has also been lost.

When Zhang Qixun was at home, he only learned a lot of concrete and fixed ideologies of special marks, just like a parking sign with a slash, which can only be fixed to express the meaning of not being able to park here, and cannot express which place can be parked except here like navigation.

The wooden eaves extending from the short beams are lined with green corrugated trees, and a bell hangs on the eaves of each room stretching out, which is also called Zhanfeng.

Behind the white gauze curtain hanging in the back hall, a large coffin can be vaguely seen inside, which is far away and cannot see the specific situation.

From the outside, it seems that the corridor on the left leads directly to the right through the lobby directly opposite.

The little brother stretched out his hand and pushed open one of the rooms, in which was only a single wooden coffin, covered with a thick layer of white powder, so rotten that it seemed to shatter at the touch of a touch.

A small mourning hall is set up behind the coffin, on which a tablet made of animal bones is enshrined, the text on it is crooked, Zhang Qixun vaguely identified and guessed, the coffin may be the remains of a certain ancestor of the Zhang family in the Spring and Autumn Period.

He told the little brother about his guess, but the little brother didn't nod or shake his head.

There is also a palm-sized bronze incense burner on the small stone table, the appearance of a simple beast, the eyes are round, and there are still three crooked wood-brown incense sticks left in it, which is estimated to be the ancient building was built when the Zhang family unified to the ancestors.

There was a strange smell of rotten wood in the air, and I couldn't help but want to sneeze after smelling it for a long time.

The group quickly withdrew, and after seeing that the second room was like this, they went straight to the back hall at the end of the corridor.

The alkali powder stained on the veil is like flour, and as soon as the air flow blows while walking, it begins to fall.

Everyone hurriedly avoided it, and the movements around them were lighter, and even they couldn't hold their breath before they took a breath carefully.

You can't stay in this place for a long time, and even if the mechanism is not activated, your lungs will rot after a long time.

When the Huo family was still carefully studying the coffin, Zhang Qixun and the little brother had already found the opening to the front hall.

Zhangjia Ancient Building is located in the place where the dragon's lair knocks on the bone and sucks the marrow, and the feng shui effect it sets is to devour the qi of the dragon veins and destroy the earth qi of the treasure land, in order to achieve this effect, it is necessary to abolish the visible staircase and set up the staircase or secret door that can be hidden on the surface.

The group went up the stairs in the mezzanine of the wall to the front hall.

The space here is very large and empty, with four thick pillars supporting the middle of the hall, the beams are completely Qing Dynasty architectural style, and there are countless patterns and letterings on the roof, and the whole building is a miserable gray and desolate color under the cover of alkali powder.

At this point, they pulled out the last barely usable piece of equipment from their equipment, put on gas masks, and waited for orders.

The little brother walked to the pillar carved with a unicorn in the center, put on gloves, grabbed the protruding heads of the unicorns and began to climb up, soon reaching the top, and then casually kicked the left eye of the top unicorn head with his toes.

After a crisp click, a thin folding staircase stretched down from the floor, and the little brother grabbed the staircase and quickly climbed up.

Zhang Qixun went up the second one, then hung down the rope and hung Huo Xiangu who was sitting on a folding chair up, Huo Chushi was holding at the bottom, and the others followed.

The fifth floor is very strange, and what catches your eye is countless neatly arranged shelves, extending to the dark place behind, like cascading sleepers on a train, but there are more layers, and there are hundreds of them at a glance.

The most uncomfortable thing is that these shelves are full of iron figurines, making the whole space cold and oppressive.

"What's in these iron men? Are they all solid? Huo Xiaoli asked in a sullen voice.

"Milota." Zhang Qixun knocked on an iron leg at hand, "When the Zhang family was digging the mountain, the Milota they encountered should have been caught and watered with molten pig iron and placed here. ”

The Huo family smacked their tongues, "So much! There must be a battalion here. ”

"It's not much, actually." Zhang Qi asked, "Outside the ancient building, there are more than ten times more than this Milota, all of which have been attracted by our temperature and gathered around the ancient building. ”

"We'll have to speed up, and when Milota gathers a certain number, the strong alkali mechanism will be activated, and then we'll all have to die here."

His tone sounded too absolute, and a Huo family couldn't help but rub their arms, "Could it be that what Huo Xiaoyao said before he died is true?" ”

No one answered his question, and Zhang Qixun had already walked through the gap in the iron figurines into the distance.

After walking for a long time, I came to the center of the shelf where the figurines were placed, there was a large space here, and nothing was placed.

Looking around from the center, it is obvious that all the shelves where the iron figurines are placed are centered on this point, arranged in a radial shape outward, presenting a set of completed Fuxi 64 hexagrams.

This floor, like the one below, is supported by four large gold pillars with heavy eaves.

Judging from the model of the Zhangjia Ancient Building before, the Zhangjia Building built by Style Lei has only seven floors, and under the seventh floor, there are the remains of the original ancient building, and the floor they strayed into before should be the first floor of the Zhangjia Building in the earliest days.

In other words, there are likely to be more and deeper secrets buried beneath the volcanic rocks beneath their feet.

The further up, the farther away.

Happy birthday to the little third master - the thunder is extraordinary, and the mountain residence is safe in spring.