Chapter 218: Inverted Bucket

Because it was a thief hole, the secret guard, who was originally a little burdened, also left behind his concerns.

Just like His Royal Highness said, this is a check to fill in the gaps! When they leave, the cave will be destroyed, and the nobles in the imperial tomb will thank them!

Chu Yunling couldn't understand why they could still be so arrogant when they touched the tomb, so he simply hid behind a few people and honestly acted as hostages.

The main one is arrogant but knowledgeable about current affairs, and he stays in the dark satellite TV line behind the palace and does not sneak away.

The cave was narrow, and because of the heavy rain, the damp water hit the people.

Although they changed into clothes that were convenient for movement, several people were still covered in muddy water. Meng Wei, who opened the road, held a candle in his hand and reminded a few people to pay attention to their feet from time to time.

After walking like this, about a stick of incense, the thief cave became wider.

"This tombstone is wonderful."

"If you are careless, you may miss this dislocation, and it is clear that it is a perfect fit from the top down."

Lu Fei observed the entrance with great interest, if they weren't underground, they wouldn't have found that the huge tombstone would actually have a half-human-high dislocation, as long as they squatted down, they could enter the imperial tomb through the robbery hole.

"I think it was the back hand left by the craftsman at that time, and the thief hole should also be the position provided by the craftsman."

Imperial tombs are different from imperial tombs.

A mountain is full of the royal children of Dajin, except for the emperor.

Now that you have entered a tomb, it is much easier to find a place in the imperial tomb and wreak havoc. With the exploration of the day and the help of the compass, several people quickly entered the tomb of the prince that had been opened by the day.

Chu Yunge never thought that he would be able to have a rainy night.

But all the novel, thoughtful, and timid turned into amazement when they saw the familiar coffin.

The guards began to pry open the lid of the coffin with quick and skillful hands and feet, and in the eeriely dim candlelight, the corpse inside appeared in front of the person little by little as the lid of the coffin slid off.

I don't know if all monks have their own aura of compassion, even if they are dead, Kong Ming does not seem to have the unique terrifying aura of dead people.

It was as if he was still the little abbot who was smiling outside Qingfeng Temple and handing out job postings to the victims.

Even Fu Yanzhi, who has never liked bald heads, maintained enough respect and helped the secret guard when he brought the body out of the coffin.

The person has been dead for some days, and thanks to the cold spring, the condition of the corpse is not bad.

Chu Yunge followed behind the dark guard who was carrying Kongming, met the smiling dead face, pursed his lips and followed.

In fact, it would be more convenient to take Li Shengjiao and let him directly check the cause of Kong Ming's death, rather than taking the body out of the way.

But Chu Yunge was not angry.

That bit of resentment started when he suddenly learned of Kong Ming's death, like a smoldering fire, smothered under the ashes of the ashes of the grass and trees, and it only took one breath to break through the obstacles.

Taking away the corpse has no effect on the outside, and it can't bring Kong Ming back to life internally.

But destroying what Emperor Jin Wen wanted to do and letting Kong Ming return to where he was supposed to be was enough for Chu Yunge to be impulsive this time.

It was more difficult to go back the way you came, carrying the corpse with you than when you came.

Chu Yunge carefully stepped on the narrow stepping stone, but his ears moved in the next second, "There is a voice?" ”

Before the others could ask what the voice was, Chu Yunge's face changed drastically and beckoned everyone to run!

They didn't know what was going on at all, but everyone immediately ran after hearing Chu Yunge's voice, and after running for a while, they also knew why His Highness told them to run quickly-

I saw that the stone door of the burial chamber, which had been held up with the tools I had brought with him, was crumbling, and it was about to be closed downward.

The long-trained Dark Guard Taishan collapsed and remained unchanged, and the only anxiety was that he was not sure that his master would not be injured.

So everyone breathed a sigh of relief after the last Lu Fei slid through the stone door, followed by a tooth-aching sound of iron tools breaking.

After all, they were here to 'invert the bucket', and they didn't have many tools with them, and if they miscalculated the weight of the stone gate and were trapped here, they could only pray that there were still tomb guards outside Chu Yunxiao's tomb, and they would be able to knock on the door of the tomb.

Compared with the thrill of this moment, it is not so heart-pounding to run over the wall with Chu Yunling, a kidney deficiency waste, and Kong Ming.

The night owl screamed, and soon the Huainan army that responded from the other direction made a movement to lure away the imperial city guards on the periphery.

The group returned to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city without danger.

It will take some time for Li Shengjiao, who has been waiting for Chu Yunling to be temporarily guarded, and the others simply go to change their clothes and take a bath.

The thunderstorm in spring is really chilling.

After bathing and changing clothes and drinking ginger soup, Chu Yunge realized that his palms were already cold and white. They were all soaked in the wet mud when they went down to the hole.

Wei Shu was busy, she wanted Chu Yunge to wipe her hair for a while, and wanted to press her shoulder for a while, but she didn't say anything for a long time, so she had to look at Chu Yunge.

Chu Yunge also looked at her and sighed: "Don't worry, I won't go to see it." ”

"Did Qingyu want you to stop it?"

“…… Be. Knowing that His Highness had guessed it, Wei Shu's tense shoulders instantly relaxed, and she squatted in front of Chu Yunge to hold her hand, "The minister is also afraid that His Highness will touch the scene." ”

Chu Yunge's cold hand was held in Wei Shu's hand, and he smiled bitterly: "Even if you don't stop me, I may not have the courage to go and see it." ”

Her friend's corpse was always a reminder that it was all a sin committed by her blood father.

The corpse is intact and can still deceive himself, but when the autopsy is performed, he will not still look like a living person, and the Chu Yun singer is shaking.

About another hour passed, and Fu Yanzhi, whose face was a little pale, came over with Li Shengzhen.

Li Shengzhen's brows tightened, and after seeing Chu Yunge, he slowly told the cause of Kongming's death. Unexpectedly, Kong Ming died of poisoning, but it was not an immediate poison.

"That poison won't die if you take it many times, but if you take another medicine, you'll fall asleep like you're sleeping."

This sleep is forever.

In other words, Kong Ming had been taking poison for a long time before entering the palace.

His death was a continuous death that he knew he was knowing.

“…… Amitabha. ”

Kong Ming's junior brother, the current abbot of Jinguang Temple, listened to Chu Yunge's words, folded his hands and lowered his head.

For these distinguished guests who disturbed late at night, Kongmeng did not show any surprise, and he still did so after knowing the cause of his brother's death.

Chu Yunge sensed that something was wrong: "You also know why Kong Ming died?" ”

The abbot raised his head, and Chu Yunge saw that he had red eyes and forced himself to mourn.

"Since the donor dares to come, the guards in the temple should not be there." The monk said slowly, "If the monks don't speak, and Senior Brother Kongming doesn't let me say it, then I can't hide it." ”

He didn't say that Kong Ming didn't know at all, they all knew what he was going to do.

The Buddha said, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"Senior brother used his own merits to exchange thousands of lives."