Zhou Qiao was lying half against the wall, Yang Qian was guarding the fat brother, unable to study the murals;

"How is it, do you see anything" Zhou Qiao asked out loud and shook his head: "If you can't see anything, you know it's a mural, it's quite old"

Hearing this, Yang Qian couldn't help but roll his eyes: "This group of people went to great lengths to do just for this mural?" ”

Zhou Qiao stood up and slowly walked to the skeleton, seeing that the skeleton was in a meditative posture, it should be the corpse of a high monk, and they came here to disturb the peace of the ancestors.

Zhou Qiao knelt down against the bones and kowtowed three times, knock, knock, knock, to make amends.

Seeing this, Zhou Qiao bowed a few times to the bones, and chanted: "Amitabha, the little monk is abrupt."

"Alright, you guys, no one else sees it here." Yang Qian said speechlessly;

"Anyway, it's not strange to have many people, and the same is true for the dead, so it's good to show respect." Zhou Qiao replied seriously.

Impotence nodded, and looked up to see that the figure in the portrait on the top of the tomb was pointing in the same direction as the figure in the middle disc of the ground—southwest.

Along that direction was a stone tablet engraved with Sanskrit, Zhou Qiao touched it with his hand and tried to break it but didn't move, but Yang Qian ran over curiously, and unintentionally moved the stone tablet with his hand on it, and then the whole stone slab fell down from top to bottom, revealing the secret room leading to the ground below.

Zhou Qiao and Yang Qian planned to go down to take a look, but they couldn't stay where they were to take care of the fat brother.

The two of them walked down the steps, and after walking down the bottom, they only felt that the cold was pressing, cold and biting, and the feet were all frozen, and the further they went, the darker it became, and they couldn't see the road ahead clearly, so they could only grope their way forward with their senses.

Suddenly, the two of them heard the faint sound of water droplets, and then saw a bright light in the distance, but it was so dim that they couldn't see what it was.

When I got closer, I found that it was the night pearl embedded in the wall, emitting a faint light.

The two of them continued to move forward, and there was a passage, so they walked along the passage until they went.

After about ten minutes, they finally reached the end of the passage, and a heavy bronze door blocked the way of the two.

The door was carved with intricate patterns, and there were many elaborate reliefs around it, and the two of them tried to push but found that the lines did not move.

"Yang Qian, do you have a way?" Zhou Qiao asked Yang Qian shook his head, Zhou Qiao sighed: "Forget it, let's go back"

The two of them were about to turn to leave, when they heard a slight click behind them, and then the bronze door slowly moved open.

Zhou Qiao stopped, turned his head suspiciously, and saw a bright light shining inside the bronze door, and then the bronze door was completely opened.

"Zhou Qiao, look what it is" Yang Qian pointed to the bronze door and exclaimed.

Hearing this, Zhou Qiao turned around and looked, only to see a tall sarcophagus standing behind the bronze door, Zhou Qiao walked to the sarcophagus and carefully observed the sarcophagus, and found that the sarcophagus was rusty and covered with dust, but it still couldn't hide its luxury.

"This sarcophagus is made of something special, it's extraordinary, and if I'm right, there must be a huge secret hidden here."

Zhou Qiao frowned and thought

"Since this sarcophagus is here, there must be something hidden in it, so it's better for us to open it and take a look."

Zhou Qiao agreed with Yang Qian's proposal: "Hmm"

Zhou Qiao and Yang Qian violently forced, and the sarcophagus was forcibly pushed open by the two of them, and Zhou Qiao looked inside, it was an ancient corpse.

Yang Qian looked closer and muttered, "Good guy, it's relatively well preserved." ”

Zhou Qiao glanced at the surrounding situation, and nothing dangerous happened, so he turned around and set his eyes on the ancient corpse in the sarcophagus.

This ancient corpse was dressed in a battle robe, with long hair and a shawl, and although it had been dead for a long time, it was still majestic, and next to it was a weapon and some funerary goods.

Zhou Qiao thought to himself that this ancient corpse could actually let a monk guard the tomb for him, but he was afraid that it was not an ordinary person.

Yang Qian squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch the ancient corpse, his face changed, his expression was a little solemn, Zhou Qiao saw this and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Qian took a deep breath: "This ancient corpse may have been a prince-level figure before his death, because there were five star marks in the palm of his right hand. ”

"Five stars" Zhou Qiao said in surprise: "What do you mean?" ”

Yang Qian explained: "Princes, the lord of a state, every prince rules a state, holds a million soldiers, is a veritable feudal official, has a great reputation in history, but this mausoleum and burial goods are really not like the mausoleum of the lord of a state, strange, strange"

Zhou Qiao nodded, this ancient tomb is indeed very strange, if it is according to normal logic, the specifications of the mausoleums of ordinary princes are extremely magnificent and magnificent, and there are many burial goods.

But this mausoleum has a high monk sitting in the tomb here, and there are very few people who can have this treatment.

A special fragrance came out of the coffin, and Zhou Qiao's soul was sucked into a space before he had time to react, it was very similar to an ancient battlefield, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, corpses all over the field, blood flowing like a river, corpses and bones accumulating, blood gathering into a stream, and bloody air coming to his nose.

Zhou Qiao looked ahead and saw a general in silver armor, standing with a sword, exuding a strong evil aura all over his body, and his eyes were red and roaring.

"Ahh

Immediately after a burst of shouting and killing, the sound of fighting was deafening, Zhou Qiao hurriedly dodged, only to see a soldier rushing over with weapons, Zhou Qiao was so frightened that his soul almost fell off, and he didn't dare to move for a while, so he could only watch these soldiers rush over.

At that moment, an arrow pierced the head of a soldier, and with a scream, the soldier fell off his horse.

"Ahh Another shrill shout, followed by a soldier being slashed by a soldier, and he fell to the ground in agony, and the wail resounded through the sky.

This scene is like a dream, and it is like reality, which is terrifying and inexplicable.

Suddenly, an arrow hit Zhou Qiao's chest, and immediately blood gushed out, staining his clothes red, Zhou Qiao looked down at the arrow on his body, and his head was instantly stunned, blank.

Is this a dream? Or is it reality? He tried to remember what he had just seen, but unfortunately everything was blurry and his memory became chaotic.

Zhou Qiao shook his head hard, trying to wake himself up, but in vain, he was about to fall asleep......

There was a "boom", and a muffled thunder exploded

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" Yang Qian looked at Zhou Qiao with concern.

Zhou Qiao looked at Yang Qian and looked at his chest again, and instantly regained consciousness, he found himself back in the tomb, remembering the experience just now;

couldn't help but sigh and said: Fighting eagles all day long, he was pecked by the eagle, and he was fascinated by the ancient corpse, "Xiao Qian, if it weren't for you, Brother Zhou would have been planted today." ”

"I see that you can't wake up if you don't move, I know that something must have happened to you, eighty percent of it is a ghost made by this ancient corpse, I will lay a magic circle to attract the thunder to smash on this coffin, you woke up, scared me to death"

Yang Qian said with a sigh of relief

Zhou Qiao also showed a pleased smile and thanked Yang Qian for his approach.

Yang Qian asked Zhou Qiao what was going on

"Don't you smell a special scent?" Zhou Qiao was puzzled

Yang Qian sniffed carefully and said, "No." ”

Zhou Qiao sealed his sense of smell, covered his nose and came to the coffin again, looked at the ancient corpse, looked at it a few times before finding a bead on his waist, and took it out to check it and saw that it was an ebony ghost bead

Ebony is originally a thing to ward off evil spirits, also known as gloomy wood. It has both the quaintness of wood and the charm of stone, and is known as "Oriental Sacred Wood" and "Plant Mummy". Ebony has been used throughout the ages as a ward off evil spirits. But ebony is buried deep in the ground, accumulating yin into a soul, and over time it will become a yin thing.

"It's the smell of this thing that makes me lose my soul," Zhou Qiao said with a stiff face

Then he took a box and packed it up, intending to wait until he got out and then deal with the yin qi on it.