The passages led to different burial chambers, large and small, mainly for the imperial concubines who accompanied the burial and those princes who had not yet been divided—the Shang emperor, who was a great monk, lived a long life, and it was very common for sons and grandsons to die before him, not to mention the concubines of the previous dynasties—many of the concubines were ordinary women, and the number of favored concubines in the thousands-long reign of a Shang emperor was numbered in the hundreds, if not thousands. When they die www.biquge.info they will be placed in a temporary grave and then sent to the emperor for burial - this is a lucky death before the emperor. If you are unfortunate enough to be alive after the death of the emperor, it will be miserable, white silk or poisoned wine is the best choice, and some of them have offended the new owner of the harem, and it is said that even the case of being nailed alive into a coffin has happened.

Huang Chang, under the leadership of Chang Qingzi, casually found a passage and walked in to "visit", which felt a bit like entering the corridor of a luxury hotel - there were tombs on the left and right sides. These burial chambers were originally sealed by stone doors, but by this time they had been opened, revealing the coffin of the owner of the burial chamber and the traces of burial goods placed inside—of course, all of which had been stolen and looted long ago.

The size of these burial chambers and coffins varied, and their interior furnishings varied, probably due to the degree of favor favored by their owners during their lifetimes. But the more lavishly decorated, the more the burial chambers were robbed, and some even the coffins were torn down - the wood used was too good. The exposed bones have long disappeared after thousands of years, and I don't know whether they have turned into ghosts and zombies and been wiped out, or they have been lost in the long river of history.

Fortunately, things can be removed, but the frescoes on the walls cannot be removed - these tombs, like the halls and corridors, are covered with frescoes and reliefs from top to bottom, the contents of which are roughly a portrayal of the life of their owners. In the tombs of several concubines, Huang Chang even saw portraits of himself. Because of the fear of encountering the ghost in the painting, he didn't dare to look closely, but just a glimpse, he could vaguely feel the boundless grace of those beauties.

Walking in this deep tomb, Huang Chang felt as if he had crossed thousands of years of time and space, and returned to that ancient dynasty. Every item and every brick and tile here seems to exude a strong historical atmosphere, which makes Huang Chang, who is a standard science student, also has no lack of literary and artistic atmosphere.

The only thing that makes people feel a little pity is that all the tombs here have been destroyed so badly that they can no longer see the original furnishings when they were buried, although he knows that time cannot go backwards, and it is unlikely that he is lucky enough to come across an unexcavated tomb, Huang Chang still can't help but imagine: how good it would be if he could really meet such a complete tomb - he didn't want to steal the contents of it, just wanted to take a look.

While thinking about it, he strolled around a corner, and suddenly saw a faint light in front of him, but it was not the faint green that people were used to everywhere in this tomb, but the red candlelight that faintly gave people a warm feeling. Huang Chang was stunned, when he encountered something strange in this underground mausoleum, his first reaction was naturally to move closer to the "golden thigh" first. However, when he raised his head to look, he was stunned to find that Changqingzi was gone!

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This shock was not trivial, Huang Chang suddenly felt a chill rushing to his head from the soles of his feet, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. However, after the initial panic, he immediately forced himself to calm down, and thought about it carefully—just a moment ago, Master Changqingzi was with him. It's just that after entering this burial chamber area, my attention is a little distracted because of my greed for all kinds of novelties. In addition, he has been safe under the protection of the master before, and it is inevitable that he will be careless, so he will not follow the master step by step as before. Especially just now, when I was thinking nonsense, my movements were a little slower. I vaguely saw Changqingzi turn around this corner, and when he followed him a little slower, it was this strange scene.

"Calm, calm, calm, calm...... Huang Chang, you are a traverser, you are different, you will never die here quietly, you will not!"

Huang Chang tried to calm himself with the violent heartbeat, and first reached out and touched the equipment on his body...... Because he came out with the master, he was not ready to fight, and he didn't have any weapons on his body, so he stuck a short dagger in his boots. Coupled with the nameplate of the West Kunlun disciple who never left his side, it was all the equipment he could rely on - of course, as well as the internal strength and fist and foot skills that he was most proud of as a martial artist.

Huang Chang secretly ran his internal force, and felt a little comforted to confirm that his meridians were unblocked, the flow of internal breath was not affected, and his strength was still there, so that even if he encountered any danger, he still had the strength to fight.

After checking his condition, he looked up again and shouted a few times Master, but received no response. Looking back, the passage when he came just now had no light, and it was dark and dark, and an instinctive feeling told Huang Chang: It's best not to go into that darkness.

So he had only one way to go, and the place where the red candle shone seemed to be an invitation. Since you can't dodge, face it bravely-Huang Chang tightened his belt, held the nameplate of the only West Kunlun disciple on his body that could be called a mana effect, clenched it into a fist, and then strode towards the bright place.

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The light looked very close, but it was quite far away, but it was not the feeling that the ghost hit the wall and could never get close. Huang Chang walked a little distance before he came to the front. But I saw that the light was coming from a tomb next to the corridor. The door of the tomb was still intact, but it was hidden, and the light came out of the cracks.

Huang Chang stepped forward and pushed it gently, and the door opened, revealing the image inside, but it was very different from the other tombs - there were no coffins and funeral platforms in it, but things used by the living: in the middle was a thousand-carved carved stepping bed, covered with a gold silk red tent, and there was a faint bulge of bedding in the tent, a bit like a person sleeping in it—but Huang Chang was definitely not interested in seeing if it was real.

Around the room, along the walls, there are dressing tables, bookshelves, piano tables, desks and other furniture. There are teacups and teapots on the table, copper mirror powder boxes, and even a gold-lacquered toilet is faintly visible behind the bed, completely like a woman's boudoir in the world.

On top of each case, a red candle is burned, and the bright red light is emitted from this candle.