The two walked and stopped all the way, and finally came to the deepest part of the palace complex, that is, the end of the entire valley, the location of the Pangeng Tomb Mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Behind the hall is a boxy city wall, with doors open on three sides, and one side is close to the rock wall of Lingshan. In the center of the city is a stone turtle statue carrying a stone stele, but the stone turtle's head has been shattered, and only half of the stone stele remains. On the rock wall behind the stone turtle is a half-attic stone house built against the mountain wall. The door to the stone house has also been broken long ago, and a deep passage can be seen leading to the depths of the earth.

"This leads to the underground palace of Pangeng, compared to the above-ground part, the danger below is much greater, many mechanism arrangements and strange formations are still in play so far, and the Yin ghost ghost has not been cleared - do you still want to go down and see?"

Although there were some surprises that Changqingzi would leave the decision to himself, Huang Chang still chose to move forward without hesitation -- just kidding, there was a brilliant monk in the late Fa Yuan period by his side to protect himself, this kind of opportunity did not come often! Not to mention that since the master respected his choice, it means that he must have the ability to protect himself, otherwise he would directly turn back.

"Master, you must be able to protect your disciples, right?"

Hearing Huang Chang's rather cunning question, Chang Qingzi smiled, waved the sleeves of his robe, glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and then took the lead to walk down the road:

"Follow in my footsteps, one wrong step in this can kill you. ”

............

The entrance to the corridor is a narrow corridor, cramped and twisted, and according to Changqingzi, this is to minimize the inflow of sunlight - for the ghosts in the mausoleum, sunlight is the most feared weapon. But after walking through this corridor and entering a tall portal, the corridor suddenly widened enough to accommodate several people in parallel.

To Huang Chang's surprise, it was not very dark inside, and on the walls and tops on both sides of the road, there was a night pearl inlaid every other section. Although most of them had been pried away, and only a few fragments remained, there was still some ghostly light that made people barely able to see. It's just that the light is turquoise, and everything around it is also green, and it looks quite eerie.

Of course, Huang Chang was not nervous at all, he was holding his big thick legs. To be precise, it is a little embarrassing to hold on to the sleeves of his elders at this time, but safety comes first! And Changqingzi didn't mean to be impatient at all, but slowed down his pace, so that Huang Chang had time to observe his surroundings.

Compared to the above-ground buildings that have been destroyed by war, leaving only ruins, the damage inside the mausoleum seems to be much smaller. Maybe it's because it's mostly stones, and you can't set it on fire. Aside from the jewels and jade inlays and pasted gold leaf trees that have been pried and peeled away, the relief frescoes on the surrounding walls are generally intact - presumably most of the explorers who come to hunt for treasure will not care about this, they just want to pass through quickly and safely.

But Huang Chang is different, he originally came to "travel", and there is a super master by his side to protect him, with a good mentality and calmness. Even if Chang Qingzi told him that there were still ghosts in this tomb, he would be able to take the patience to carefully appreciate the style of the imperial tomb of the ancient Shang Dynasty.

It is indeed very exquisite, worthy of the hundreds of years to build - just such a corridor, whether it is the wall or the ceiling, there is no empty space, all covered with relief frescoes. Huang Chang was still a little unable to see clearly when he first came in, but as he went deeper into the ground, he gradually got used to the darkness, and gathered a little internal force on the veins of his eyes, and he could see the content of the wall painting clearly: it seemed to be the grand scene that described Pan Geng's burial. Similar to the immortal ascension pictures and safari pictures that Huang Chang had seen in his previous life, a group of seemingly endless relief figures lined up in a long line, walking towards the depths of the road.

As if you were in the scene of that year, the majestic samurai wore armor, and the beautiful ladies dressed up one by one...... The figures were so meticulously drawn that, after all these years, it was still possible to see the expressions on each one's face—all of them with a mysterious smile on their faces, as if they did not feel that they were dying in the slightest. In other words, I don't care if I know it.

"Are these the teams that were martyred back then?"

"Yes, every face on this is based on real people - they did all go down to be buried for Pan Geng. ”

The answer he got from Shizun made Huang Chang feel quite creepy, especially when he realized that he was now in the same direction as this team, and he was also walking towards the depths of the mausoleum, he had an indescribable feeling, and unconsciously followed Shizun's footsteps.

The road is extremely long, with several twists and turns, and there are pairs of pedestals and broken figurines near the pedestals along the way. There are also many cracked traps, buried traps, and so on. After walking for several miles, he came to another tall portal. The gate was made of white jade, and it was engraved with charms, one of which had fallen over, and the other had also collapsed in half. It's just that what makes Huang Chang feel a little strange is that the two doors are both falling outward, as if they have been broken from the inside, and something has rushed out from the inside......

Of course, no matter what strange it was, it didn't matter to him - the mausoleum had been breached for thousands of years. The monsters that should have come out must have come out. Inside the portal is a large hall. As soon as Huang Chang stepped in, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Wow!"

――In his previous life, Huang Chang once read from a history book that the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang imitated the mountains and rivers of the world, simulated rivers, lakes and seas with mercury, and there were geese made of gold floating on it, and the sun, moon and stars were inlaid with jewels on the top of the tomb...... But whether these are realities or just the exaggerations of a literary scholar has never had the opportunity to see them. However, at this moment, in the depths of Pangeng's mausoleum, Huang Chang saw a scene very similar to the legend - in the hall was a huge pool, and the water was dark and did not know the depth. In the center of the pool, there is a large three-dimensional map of Shenzhou, with black stone as the high mountain, white sand as the flat land, the clear spring flowing in the ravine, and the top of the hall is scorching with stars, all of which are inlaid with night pearls, although a lot has been dug up, and the whole is quite incomplete, but it can also be seen that it is built by imitating the celestial phenomena.

"This is the temple of sacrifice, and the tomb of the Yin Shang emperor is not permanently closed after his burial, but is opened every once in a while—usually about ten years. Later generations brought in living people and objects for sacrifice, and held ceremonies here to pray for the protection of the spirits of the ancestors. ”