Volume 2: Snow Ridge Please Spirit - Haidong Imperial Mausoleum Chapter 195: Praying Mantis Catches Cicadas

Smack!

Tick!

The three of them walked on the gravel road, and the water droplets fell crisply, smashing on the cobblestone road, making a cool splash!

The more they walked inside, the more they could feel the coldness and humidity, and even the water droplets had accumulated on their bodies and their clothes were getting colder.

"The rockery is not a real mountain, why is there so much moisture!"

Song Siyuan has come to this day, and the guess in her heart has come true:

"The underground of this rockery, I guess it should be empty, this is the connection between the big pool and the small pool, I think it is a culvert dug to connect the two pools, and the water vapor seeps out from the ground."

After chatting a few words, everyone gradually fell silent, and Yue Guanchao accidentally touched the stone wall with his hand when he walked, and suddenly it sounded, startling everyone.

"This sound seems to be empty!"

Yue Guanchao's eyes lit up, and he took the fire fold to blow away the flames, and the dim light gradually illuminated the stone wall.

The entire stone wall is covered with slippery moss, blending with other stone walls, but the knuckle is like copper, this strange stone wall must be greasy.

"Open!"

With the force of his hand, he grabbed the stone wall and lifted it outward, the moss was torn, the stone wall was opened, and a pitch-black road appeared in front of him.

"Could it be that this is what he calls a secret hiding place?"

They walked up the stairs, and at the end of the road, a square door with a relief higher than a man stopped in front of them.

Carefully look at this door, the tiger, lion, wolf and leopard are guarded in all directions, the stars fall in the center, the surface is corroded and rusty, rough and painted, and the double door is tightly fastened by the ancient spring round lock, as if the fire paint seal of the bowl mouth is covered in the middle of the door crack.

"Wait, this keyhole doesn't seem to be the same."

Song Siyuan looked at the big copper lock at the mouth of the bowl, the shape of the keyhole, where she seemed to have seen it.

Her eyes kept looking at the confused Chao Linyuan, pulled the necklace around his neck, and took the keyhole to compare, and sure enough, it was a perfect fit.

"It turns out that the key in his mouth refers to the necklace!"

Lou Yunxian suddenly realized.

"Try it and see if you can open it."

Song Siyuan took off the silver ring of the wrench on the necklace, and there were different concave and convex grooves inside, which were similar to the principle of the key.

Click.

The wrench snapped into the circular keyhole, and when the finger was flicked clockwise, the copper lock clicked wildly, and the square door was free of locks, and a crack was opened with a bang.

"It's on!"

They pushed the door open together, fearing that Xiang Linyuan would be controlled by the hallucination, so they simply knocked him unconscious, and then tiptoed into the door.

The secret room is not very large, it is about the same as a kitchen, and the furnishings inside are simple and straightforward.

The stone walls on the front and back are chiseled and smooth, polished like mirrors, and the walls are evenly distributed with hundreds of copper sheets, and the text on them is obscure and difficult to understand like tadpole runes, I don't know what to do, I only feel bells and whistles, dazzling, and the more I look at it, the more dizzy I become.

There was a nameless blank shrine on the table, the incense burner was rotten, the candles were tears, and on the high-backed chairs that should have been empty on the left and right, there were two dry bones.

The bones of the two dead men were men, not too tall, and the black-clad coats were tattered, leaving only bones with black flesh sticking to them.

The heart was pierced into the bow and arrow, several ribs were broken, the wound was blackened, and it was obvious that they had died of poisoning, and the last action they made before they died was to sit on a chair with the wound covered.

"These two, they can't be the ancestors of the Chao family, right?"

Lou Yunxian approached the skeleton curiously for a moment, and Song Siyuan stood behind her, dispelling this possibility:

"When the dynasty came to Changbai Mountain a thousand years ago, these two were obviously wearing horse coats, and the time of death would not exceed 60 years."

"If not, then there is a problem with this room, is there really the direction of the Haidongsheng Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Lou Yunxian looked at the room, except for the blank god seat, there was nothing special!

Yue Guanchao walked to the table, he pulled up the blank divine seat, and there was indeed a lacquered drawer on the back.

"I found it, and what it contains is probably what we want."

After tossing for so long, he looked at the drawer with joy and opened it tremblingly.

Spider silk falls to the ground, dust flies.

The moment he looked at the drawer, his eyes widened.

There were no maps, no papers, no scrolls in the drawer, only a yellow, shiny new bullet!

"What's wrong?"

Yue Guanchao's eyes trembled, his breathing was immediately rapid and heavy, and he set up a drawer towards the two of them.

"Let's go, we've got it."

They were just about to run outside, but they heard a rumbling and a bang, and the square door closed from the outside, and when the lock plate clicked, they finally realized that someone had locked it from the outside.

Yue Guanchao slapped the square door violently, causing a rumbling shock, but it was difficult to shake half a point with such heavy strength.

"Impossible, how can my dizziness fail?"

Lou Yunxian thought back to the past, but he still couldn't think of the doubts, could it be that Chao Linyuan took the antidote in advance?

Yue Guanchao's head gradually regained its composure from the frenzy of looking for clues to the ancient tomb:

"It's too late to say anything now, we are in a hurry to find the ancient tomb, and we have forgotten that there is a word called soldiers who do not get tired of cheating, and this time we are in the ditch."