"Young master, there's no problem down there."

"Hmm."

The next morning, the pangolins checked the situation under the cave and brought a string of skeletons with them as they returned the news.

This is the immortal bone who deceived Brother Dadao.

It's really well done, and the texture of the imitation bone material is as hard as iron, so it's no wonder that it can withstand machine gun fire.

The key parts of the bones are as thin as spider silk lines hanging, which are extremely difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, let alone in the dimly lit underground.

Including the earth monkeys, it is natural for them to aim their guns and hit the skeleton body when they see people who do not transform their bones, but it is not easy to cut the silk threads.

Brother Dadao was deceived by this puppet-like dummy, and so did the other pangolins before, guessing that it was the legendary immortal bones, and he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was killed and injured by other ordinary zombies.

"In fact, there are few people who have never seen the bones, and they are all scared of themselves."

Bai Mo kicked the imitation skeleton to the side, "Go, fight." ”

Two pangolins go to the front, and two break back.

The robbery hole is quite exquisitely played, and it happens to be in the recess of the corner of the corridor in the cemetery, and you can see the situation in both directions when you poke your head out.

"Sure enough, the pattern is the same."

He had obtained the maps of other doubtful graves in advance, and Bai Mo knew it in his heart.

Yu Xian looked left and right, "If it's confirmed to be a suspicious grave, you don't need to go deeper inside, right?" ”

The purpose of the Doubtful Grave is to trick the pangolin into it and destroy it with a wave of traps, which has nothing to do with the real Mo Bingxian, and there should be no value in continuing to explore.

"No, we still have to go down."

Bai Mo's tone was low and subtle, "From the Doubtful Tomb, it can be seen that Mo Bingxian's methods are treacherous, the mechanism settings are not exactly the same, and the Doubtful Tomb is not simply a trap, there are things similar to altars in the depths." ”

"Altar?"

"Yes, the Witchcraft Altar, you entered the fossil exploration site in disguise, and you saw the Witchcraft Altar too, right?"

"I'm not pretending, I'm real..."

"Okay, okay, it's really too deep into the play."

Bai Mo glanced at Yu Xian, "When Hong Yong founded the country, there were wizards in the rebel army, so the emperors of the past dynasties eradicated witchcraft, but Mo Bingxian privately co-opted wizards. ”

Not only are there traces of magic in the Lotus Pond Mountain Range, but the altars in the Doubtful Tomb are even more rigorous.

All the six desperate households guessed that the suspicious mound had other functions besides being a trap.

Investigate more clearly, not to mention mastering the secret of the altar, so that the real Mo Bingxian's tomb can be located more accurately.

During the conversation, the group entered a room with a messy coffin.

Some of the coffins have been opened by pangolins, and the smell of tar wafts from them.

There should have been a zombie there, suppressed with blood pendants and chains, doused with fire oil and burned clean.

"There's nothing to see, let's move on."

The atmosphere of the gloomy tomb was strange, but Bai Mo's team rushed in like sharp arrows, precise and precise, sometimes destroying the mechanism in advance, sometimes judging the scenes described by the murals and handicrafts, with ease and calmness.

Yu Xian previously felt that Brother Dadao and Earth Monkey were already very powerful, but he didn't expect that compared with the masters of the Six Peerless Households, it was a world of difference.

This is the difference between a country pangolin and a family of arcane arts.

The former just relies on the simple skills that have been tempered for thousands of years, while the family knows what it is, knows why it is, and the height of vision is not at the same level.

The white ink walking in front is boastful, highlighting the heritage.

Yu Xian muttered in his heart, if I hadn't banned the Soul Detention Secret Method, how could you have such a relaxed rhythm.

The first floor of the cemetery was directly skipped, locking the correct route, and Bai Mo led the team down to the second floor, not looking at the rooms on the left and right sides at all, and went straight ahead.

Phew

The pangolin crouches down and touches the masonry with a subtle grinding sound.

"Young master, it may be a layer of quicksand."

"Well, that's the design again."

In addition to the most common cold arrows in the second underground layer, there have been destruction traps such as the sulfur layer and the quicksand layer more than once.

Generally speaking, the owner of the tomb does not want his resting place to be destroyed, and only uses methods such as complete burial and mass burning in extremely important places.

There is one here at every turn, and they are all extremely easy to touch.

It can be seen that in Mo Bingxian's view, the suspicious grave is not important at all, what is needed is efficient killing.

The cultivation of the pangolin lineage is extremely difficult, and a large death or injury may cut off the inheritance of the craft, and if a large number of people are lost in the doubtful grave, even if they know the location of the real cemetery, they will not be able to excavate it.

"Here we are, the bottom graveyard."

The steps flattened, and Bai Mo said his conclusion so easily.

Similar to the other mounds, there will be a false main burial chamber and a witchcraft altar.

"It's too bland, isn't it?"

Yu Xian has read a lot of tomb robbery novels, film and television works, which are called thrilling, mysterious and suspenseful.

The path that followed Bai Mo was purely follows:

1. Oh, there's a mechanism here.

2. It's okay, let's keep walking.

Steps 1 and 2 keep repeating...

"What do you want to be booming." Bai Mo said casually, not looking at the direction of the main tomb at all.

He knew very well that such a standard cemetery was not worthy of Mo Bingxian at all, and the key was the altar.

The burial chamber is fake, and the altar shows no sign of falsification, and what should be in it is what is in it.

The mounds are arranged in a special pattern, meaning that the altars surround the real burial area deep in the Lotus Pond Mountains.

Approaching the altar, Bai Mo first took a few steps around and squatted down to look at the waist-high totem pole.

The black stone totem is the same style that Yu Xian saw near the fossil excavation site.

However, the totems over there are all three or four meters high.

There are a total of four totems around the altar pit in the cemetery, three of which are only half a person high, and the last one is a standard height of four meters, which is almost obsessive-compulsive.

"Not quite right." Bai Mo looked at the black stone totem and pondered.

When the first suspicious mound was discovered, the four black stone totems inside were all four meters high;

Locate the second doubtful mound, the black stone totem is three high and one short;

the third doubtful mound, two high and two short;

Now this doubtful tomb is only four meters high with a black stone totem.

There is a hole underneath these black stone totems, which are raised like bicycle chairs to expose four meters to the ground.

Loosening the machine expansion, the blackstone totem fell to the bottom, and only a little more than a meter was exposed.

It seems that every time someone enters the grave, the black stone totem will fall one more.

"That's not right." After listening to the description, Yu Xian's heart was full of doubts, "The doubts are so far apart, how can they sense each other that there is no contact." ”

"The specifics are not clear, but the ancients' understanding of geomagnetism and leylines is far beyond our imagination, and we must be cautious."

According to this rule, as long as you find another doubtful grave, all the black stone totems will be inserted into the ground.

What changed in the end, no one knows.

While everyone was talking, the masonry under their feet trembled slightly, and in the blink of an eye, it became more and more violent.

"This place is going to collapse!"

"It's the bottom of the entire cemetery that is going to collapse!"

"Obviously, we didn't touch any of the mechanisms underneath!"

The gravel is messy, and there is no time to think about it among the flying sand.

The floor tiles fell down, into the bottomless darkness.

Yu Xian found that the bottom floor of the entire cemetery was completely overhead...