Something left us dumbfounded.

After the yellow paper talisman burned out, the talisman ash actually flew upward, and only slowly fell after reaching the place where we fell.

"They're walking on it!" Blackskin swallowed.

Tang Zuo also stared at the place where it fell, "Even if we find where the ghost baby came from, we won't be able to go up!"

"Let's see if there's any other place to go up!" The other guys looked upwards and watched.

"If only there were hooks!"

"I asked you to bring it before, you said it was too heavy, and you couldn't use it in the water!"

"I didn't know there would be a place like this down there!"

Lao Huang looked back and forth, as if he was observing whether he could go back.

I sighed, "Forget it, we can just get out, we don't have to find the path that the ghost baby has walked."

I caused this matter, and naturally it is up to me to solve it.

I changed the guide again, and the charm burned, and the ashes fell, pointing upstream.

I said helplessly, "Okay, let's go!"

Everyone laughed, and they all thought the action just now was quite funny.

It's full of stones, and it's irregular, climbing up and down, drilling into crevices.

The point is that the stone is still damp and very slippery, and it will slip out if you are not careful.

Finally walked to a spacious place, we stopped to rest, everyone was tired.

Tired and hungry.

Lao Huang sat next to him, his eyes slightly closed, panting.

"Lao Huang, are you alright?" I asked.

Lao Huang opened his eyes, shook his head, and said, "I'm fine, I just feel like I'm in a dream, and I can't slow down a little."

I laughed, "It's a little! I'm still a little sorry, that place is amazing, but I haven't seen any words, and I can't figure out who has the ability to build a place full of gods and Buddhas under the Yellow River as a mausoleum."

Lao Huang is also reminiscing, "Yes! I've seen a lot of things in my life, and there's ...... Seriously, for a moment, I wanted to stay there like that!"

This feeling is completely due to the reverence for the gods and Buddhas in my heart, and I also had a moment when I had the idea of wanting to bow and worship.

If it hadn't been for the sudden episode, I guess I would have been able to burn incense and worship at that time.

However, the past is the past, and there are regrets, but it is not a big deal!

No matter who is buried there, just don't bother anymore!

After a while, when everyone had eased up a bit, I got up and said, "Let's go! It shouldn't be far off!"

I raised my hand, ready to figure out when we would be able to get out, when a stream of water suddenly rushed out from in front of us, and we were all swept away before we could react.

I struggled in the water, trying to hold my breath, my body relaxed, and I followed the current through the middle of the rocks.

But the water was so sudden and so fast that I was afraid we would crash into the rocks and pass out.

When the time comes, the heavens should not be called the earth and the earth are not spiritual, and if there is no air, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Then, I don't have the heart to worry about other people.

Because my lungs are about to explode, and if I don't breathe, I'm afraid I'm really going to stay here.

Tang Lian, I'm sorry!

As my eyes darkened, there was only one sentence left in my head.

Just as my consciousness was about to collapse, something grabbed my arm and sped upward.

I don't know if it's the dragon, but I smiled bitterly in my heart.

Let's go!

I think!

So be it!

can become a dragon's supper, which can be regarded as a new face.

Suddenly, my head was out of the water, and the oncoming air rushed into my nose

, into my lungs, and I started coughing violently.

Lao Huang's voice came, "Master Xiao Jiang, hold on a little longer!"

As I spoke, I was pushed forward by him, and my body seemed to be lying on the ground.

I opened my eyes, saw a blur of light, rolled over, and struggled to climb up.

Immediately afterward, another man came out of the water and lay down next to me.

I turned my head sideways and quickly pushed with my hand, "Tang Zuo! Donzo!"

Tang Zuo seemed to be on the verge of confusion, breathing heavily, still coughing, and after twisting his body a few times, he turned over and slowly opened his eyes.

After a few seconds, he finally saw that it was me, "Damn, I thought I was going to die!"

We both laughed and lay flat together and looked up.

There was a lot of space above, and four huge samurai, with their heads together, were looking downward.

My eyes widened and I looked to the side.

The samurai's body was extremely tall, and when it reached the top, it bent slightly along the rock wall, and its head was pressed together to look down.

They are dressed in ancient flying warrior costumes, and hold long knives, giant hammers, giant axes, and demon-slaying pestles in their hands!

It's like the four big vajas in the temple!

Behind us, the city-like building stands majestically, surrounded by a moat.

We were lying on the edge of the moat. "My God......" I muttered to myself, sat up, and stood up again.

The same goes for Donzo next to him.

If you want to say that when you saw the gods and Buddhas in the front of you, your eyes were full of shock, and here you are shocked!

This should be the real Dragon Palace!

Nine dragons form the base of the building, as if they were carrying a palace on their backs.

The palace is resplendent with gold, the gates are closed, and there are people standing around!

Person?

I was shocked, and when I looked closely, it turned out that it was not a living person, but a pottery figure that looked like a terracotta army!

With such a scale, perhaps only the Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor can be compared.

But how did we get in?

I looked down at the moat, and Lao Huang was like a big fish in the water, swimming very fast, and kept fishing the guys out of the water.

I suddenly sighed, this is probably the first time Lao Huang has fished people alive in the water!

The black skins were all brought up, and Lao Huang jumped up, came up from the water, and sat on the shore panting.

I hurried over to Tang Zuo, pulled the people up a little more, and patted them one by one to see if anyone was drowning.

Fortunately, these guys who came down with us were all good in water, only one of them had a little skin on their backs, and they were all fine.

Seeing them cough and move one by one, I sat down paralyzed.

"It's all right, it's all right, it's great!" I started talking to myself again.

Lao Huang was stunned, and I followed his line of sight and found that he was looking at the high platform in front of him.

He was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he said to me, "This is the Dragon Palace! The real Dragon Palace! That's not what we just saw, here it is!"

The scale of both tombs is impressive, and I really can't tell which one is.

However, Tang Zuo said something that made me suddenly realize.

"The one above may be a suspicious grave, or it may be buried with someone close to this person here, even if someone finds out over there and takes something, they won't think that there is another tomb here!" Donzo said, "It could also be a tomb within a tomb! The one above didn't know that this place existed, but he took a fancy to this place by chance!"

There are several possibilities.

But I still have a question in my mind.

That is, who is buried here?

Tang Zuo got up and slowly walked towards it.

The platform is high, the steps are wide and long, there is a dragon carving in the middle, and on either side stand mighty warriors with weapons.

The samurai holds a banner in his hand

, the word "Yang" with a big seal on it!

The owner of the tomb here is surnamed Yang?

Who will it be?