Leon gritted his teeth, killed the wolfdog in one go, and sat down on the ground to rest and breathe, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a circular hole under the wolfdog, as if it had been gouged open by its claws.

He walked over to investigate.

"It's ...... Coffin? ”

Li Ang was inexplicably surprised.

Inside the hole is a unique black coffin, the coffin is covered with dense cracks, and it seems that it may shatter at any moment.

The lid of the coffin is carved with intricate patterns, each of which represents a story, sadness or joy.

"No...... Leon frowned, "It's not a coffin, it's not a coffin, it's a coffin bed, a coffin bed that has been frozen for thousands of years." ”

He squatted beside the coffin bed and observed for a moment, then reached out and touched it, and the palm of his hand touched the cold and sticky coffin bed, like touching rotting snake scales.

The surface of the coffin was covered with a thick layer of frost, which even with Li Ang's current physique could not bear it, and he quickly froze.

Leon poked his finger at the coffin board, and the ice made a crunching sound.

He hurriedly removed the coffin plank, revealing the mechanism underneath, and opened the coffin lid in order.

A row of neatly arranged jade coffins comes into view, and there are twenty-six of them.

When the lid of the coffin was opened, it was empty, and there was no human figure.

The only thing that attracted attention was that the coffin board of one of the coffins actually recessed into it, forming a humanoid hole.

Leon hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed the coffin open, and there was indeed a person lying inside.

The man was dressed in a long green robe, with a rickety figure, his hair was messy and fluffy, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he was curled up and asleep like a baby.

Leon carefully identified and confirmed that this person was about seventy or eighty years old, and his life experience must be similar to his own.

"This person should be an ancient Wenchen, right?" Li Ang muttered to himself, "Maybe he knows the secret of Qin Law?"

"Forget it, why do you care so much."

Leon closed the lid of the coffin and continued to explore the depths of the castle.

After walking about 100 meters, an arched iron gate blocked the way.

The iron door was painted with intricate patterns, outlining two lifelike animal heads, with its mouth slightly open and closed, spitting out a scarlet tongue.

The door was four feet three inches high and three feet five inches wide, and the two doors were closed with two grooves in them.

Leon stepped forward and tentatively slapped the iron door a few times, only to find that it could not be shaken at all.

He tried to pull the iron door again, but found that the door shaft was locked and could not be pulled.

Leon was dumbfounded, turned his head to look around, but didn't find anything that could help.

"I'm afraid this kind of iron fence needs to be blasted with explosives."

He muttered to himself, "When I get back, I'll ask the military factory to send me a batch of explosives."

"Also, the old man said there are a lot of weapons here......"

Leon turned to look for it, and suddenly found an arrow stuck in the ground, the shaft of which was all black, with strange symbols and drawings on it, and a wisp of black smoke wrapped around the end of the arrow.

Li Ang bent down to pick up the arrow and looked at it, only to see that the arrow was glowing with a faint blue luster, and there was a trace of strange ripples flowing on the surface.

"This thing......" he was alarmed, and quickly threw away his bow and arrows, and took a few steps back.

The material of the arrows is very tough, harder than steel bar, and cannot be cut by ordinary swords.

Leon picked up another blade.

It was a spear with a sharp tip and a metal ball embedded in the end of the hilt, which contained sharp needles and shimmered red glows.

Leon shook the spear slightly, and found that it contained a strong flow of air, which made the tip of the spear even sharper.

He picked up the silver coin with the black crystal nucleus again.

The silver coin weighed five pounds and was heavy.

Li Ang weighed it for a while, and decided to take it out of the tomb and save it for later use.

He turned back to the house and found the flashlight he had discarded.

It's an old-fashioned battery bulb with only the last power cell left, and it's less than 20 watts bright, barely enough to illuminate a cramped room, and it's dimly lit.

Leon held a flashlight and moved slowly along the walls of the room, looking for an escape exit.

"Hey, there's even a calligraphy and painting hanging here."

Leon walked to the corner and found a mutilated parchment scroll, unfolded to reveal a winding mountain path.

"It's supposed to be a mountain road."

Leon whispered, "At the end of the mountain road is the cliff outside the valley, is there a mechanism?" ”

He flipped the scroll over and over again, but found no anomalies or anything like it.

The trail is extremely steep and steep, and you have to climb to the top to see the lake at the foot of the mountain.

Leon hesitated for a moment and chose to walk down the mountain road.

After walking for half an hour, he came to the end of the mountain road.

A steep slope appeared in front of him, and on the slope stood a black iron gate with two hideous and vicious demon heads carved into the door.

The demon's eyes glared at the boss, as if staring at Leon, full of resentment and hatred.

"Who are you, and why are you stopping me from rescuing them!" Li Ang roared in the sky, his expression was sad, and his fists were clenched.

"Ah~ha~"

An eerie laughter flickered far and near, as if coming from the clouds, ethereal and frightening.

Leon clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and fixed his eyes on the iron door.

Suddenly, he saw two lines of handwriting on the iron door:

[If you want to save people, step on the iron gate, otherwise don't be delusional.] 】

There is a circular groove above the iron door that holds a silver coin.

Leon took out the silver coin, threw it without hesitation, and then stepped through the iron gate with his leg raised.

The iron door rumbled and slid back, revealing a long corridor.

Li Ang cautiously walked in and walked down the stairs to the end of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a huge stone chamber, and in the center of the stone chamber stood a huge stone platform, on which were placed two wooden boxes, the lids of which had been opened, and contained two long spears in the cold light.

"It's an antique!" Leon's eyes lit up, and he ran up to the stone platform excitedly, holding one of the wooden boxes in his hand.

"This gun is so crude."

Leon looked at it for a few seconds, then placed another wooden box on the table.

He picked up his spear and played with the grass on his left, and immediately stood up and ran.

He heard someone shouting for help just now, probably running into a zombie.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from ahead, accompanied by a strong, pungent stench.

Leon gritted his teeth and rushed towards the source of the sound, soon seeing a muddy and muddy stream.

By the brook lay a young man, ragged and unkempt, with pale lips, evidently in a coma.

"It's you!?" Li Ang was stunned, and hurriedly ran forward to check, and found that this person turned out to be Yang Hao.

Yang Hao had multiple fractures on his body, three broken ribs, and his right hand was limp and drooping.

"Are you alright?"

Li Ang squatted down, raised his hand and pressed Yang Hao's chest, sending the aura into the other party's body.

Yang Hao opened his weak and tired eyes, barely squeezed out a smile, and said weakly: "It's okay, it's just ...... It hurts a little ......."

Li Ang frowned, "Bear with me, you'll be fine soon." ”

He helped Yang Hao up, let him lean against the tree, and immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, mobilizing spiritual energy to help Yang Hao heal his injuries.