If you look closely, these people have ink rope files hanging from their waists, planers and scrapers, and even nail hammers for digging mountains and stones, and pen and ink color plates depicting murals.

It can be said that all the 72 tomb builders who participated in the construction of the mausoleum, the officers and soldiers of the 36th Road Battalion, a total of nearly 10,000 people, almost all of them were hung upside down here, and their bodies were made into wax corpses by secret medicines, guarding the Naihe River in Lechuan for eternity.

The cat master looked at the many corpses and sighed:

"Since ancient times, the emperor's mausoleum will indeed sacrifice craftsmen, Qin Er, Hu Hai to protect the first emperor's underground palace from being discovered, has killed 700,000 tomb builders, even if benevolent as Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, he also has slaves after his death, starting from the Zhou Dynasty, it has become a practice for emperors and nobles to bury an unequal number of slaves after their deaths, but I have never heard of the old man to take a little child to be buried."

"First, it is because there were too many children in ancient times, and killing children is not conducive to the prosperity of the country, and secondly, it is also because children are innocent, and they are all the cause and effect of adults, and there is no need to involve children, even if it is a felony of murdering the head of rebellion, there is no reason to kill the young son of the chief horn, most of them are just sent to the border or entered the palace as slaves."

"Killing the craftsman is already a sin, if you kill his son again, it will be better than a pig and a dog!"

Speaking of which, the cat master's hands trembled with anger, he was an abandoned baby who almost froze to death, and naturally knew how difficult it was to feed a child, if Emperor Haidong Sheng killed a slave, it can still be said to follow the ancient system, but if it is a craftsman's child, it is really a crime.

"And do these people want their children to be killed?"

Yue Guanchao asked the doubts that everyone has, tiger poison still does not eat children, how can these craftsmen bear to watch their children being killed, if those children are not slaves, then their death will definitely add another layer of sadness.

Song Siyuan panted slightly, and said slowly:

"I've also thought about this question, you see these craftsmen, their skin is still intact, if the slaves or craftsmen are not willing to be buried, most of them will be beaten to death, how can they take the secret medicine without being beaten, I think they must have reached some contract with the Bohai royal family."

"Perhaps, the content of the contract is related to their descendants, who voluntarily become part of the grave guard, and the descendants can survive."

"Of course, this is just a word used by the Bohai royal family to deceive them, once these craftsmen all die, their children will also be made into yin corpses, but I don't know the purpose of doing this, if it is just to keep the secret of the mausoleum, it is good to kill the craftsmen, but now even their children are killed, isn't this an extra move?"

The cat master listened to Song Siyuan's analysis, and a different color flashed in his eyes:

"Hey, after all, Emperor Haidong Sheng was born in the Northern Clan, even if there are really evil customs, it is natural, the old man, I am also very confused, I can only take one step at a time and then discuss."

Everyone knows that they currently have too little information, most of the classics about the Shengguo of Haidong have been burned several generations ago, and the only thing they know at present is that the burial pit in front of the tomb of Ayinzun is not just as simple as burial, it should have a more secret purpose.

They got up from the shore and slowly came to the Wangxiang Bridge, Yue Guanchao bent his bow and shot arrows across the bridge deck, and the arrows cut through the masonry, stirring up a miserable green flame, like a karmic fire from the underworld, lining the entire bridge deck even more terrifying.

Wangxiang Bridge has the meaning of life and death bridge in the folk, these strong men saw the forest green ghost fire in front, and they didn't dare to go forward without authorization, and they hesitated in place for a while, refusing to move a step forward.

"This ...... This is not karmic fire, if you really walk over, even your soul will be burned. ”

"In this way, it will be difficult for the brethren to leave."

"We shouldn't have come here, we haven't entered the main tomb yet, and we have encountered so many evil sects, and we don't know what we will encounter when we enter."

Such retreats gradually spread among the strong men, and they had already begun to retreat, and the complaints gradually resounded in the crowd.

"I feel that this thing is not karmic fire, it should be phosphorus fire."

Song Siyuan carefully recalled the forest green fire she had just seen, except for the bright fire, she couldn't smell any burning smell at all, if there was really a flame boiling at close range, there would be no smell at all.

"Let's both go check it out."

Yue Song and the others broke out of the team and walked to the bridgehead, picked up the dagger in their hand and slashed at the masonry, and as the blade skimmed over the bridge deck, the ghost fire sparkled again, burning even more fiercely than last time.

Song Siyuan stared carefully at the green fire burning on the bridge deck, and finally let go of the suspicion in her eyes and thought clearly about the bridge:

"This is not karmic fire, this is phosphorus fire, which is commonly known as ghost fire."