The lid of the coffin was lifted, and Fatty Wang's eyes changed from expectation to disappointment, "Nothing."
Wuxie looked at the coffin, "It's just an ordinary mummy. It looks like this is a side hall. The person buried here may be a minister of the King of Nanhai at that time. We should be close to the main hall."
Fatty Wang stretched out his hand and knocked on the bottom of the coffin, "It's solid." Fatty Wang was about to lie down in the coffin, but he still didn't give up. He insisted on finding the treasure and got into trouble with the coffin. I rummaged through it and picked it up.
Wuxie really couldn't stand his useless look, so he walked aside and looked at the reeds hanging on the stone wall.
Looking at it, Wuxie realized something was wrong. He stepped on the sewage and walked to the center of the tomb. "Fat man, fat man, stop looking. Come and take a look."
Fatty Wang thought something had happened to him here and ran over quickly.
Wu Xie motioned for him to look around. Fatty Wang followed his gaze and said, "Isn't this the bronze piece inside Yang Daguang's music box?"
"I know." Wuxie's eyes suddenly brightened when he thought of something, "This should be the same as the principle of Yang Daguang's treasure cave. They use bells to collect thunder, and then use reeds to translate the thunder, so as to listen to it. To the hidden ancient sayings.”
After saying this, Wu Xie immediately ran back to the steps where the coffin was placed.
"We are too smart. We have analyzed this. This is a big resonance." Fatty Wang turned his head to look at Wuxie and saw him taking something out of his backpack.
"What are you doing?" Fatty Wang asked doubtfully.
"Ting Lei" Wuxie replied.
Hearing this, Fatty Wang immediately stopped him sternly, "No way."
Zhang Qiling had already walked to Wuxie at this time, squatted beside him silently and took out the candle from Wuxie's arms. Seeing Wuxie looking at him, she didn't say anything and just smiled at him.
Wu Xie didn't mind continuing to take out his own things.
Seeing that Wuxie didn't care about his words at all, Fatty Wang became anxious, "You forgot that as soon as the thunder in the tape sounded, something big would happen. What if the monsters let the thunder come in again?"
"At first, I thought that the third uncle discovered the secret of thunder in the Nanhai King's Underground Palace. Later, I discovered something was wrong. The third uncle came to the Nanhai King's Underground Palace just to listen to the thunder." Wuxie glanced at the three people and continued, " Only by listening to thunder here can we know what happened here."
Hearing his explanation, Fatty Wang nodded, "Okay, Fatty, I'll play with you, but there's no thunder now."
"We have tapes of them listening to thunder, and there's thunder in it."
The four people gathered in a group and looked at the recorder with solemn expressions. Wuxie turned on the switch and the recorder started running. The four of them held their breath and waited.
Thunder sounded, and the four of them stood up and came down the steps and walked to the center of the tomb again. "This should be the sound that Third Uncle and the others heard back then."
The thunder became louder and louder, Fatty Wang and Wu Xie's expressions gradually became painful, the entire underground palace began to shake, the reeds on the stone wall hit the wall and made a sound, and those who were still dormant woke up at this time.
Zhang Qiling covered his ears and swayed from side to side. He endured the discomfort and ran back to the steps to turn off the recorder.
The thunder stopped and the four of them calmed down. Wu Xie straightened up and looked up and saw that Fatty Wang's eyes and nose were bleeding. His head buzzed and he subconsciously said: "Fat man, you are bleeding."
Fatty Wang also saw the blood on Wuxie's face and opened his mouth in shock. Wuxie turned to look at Zhang Qiling and found that their brains went blank for a moment just like him.
"Brother and Xiao Qi also lost a lot of blood. This time they are having a lot of fun." Fatty Wang gasped.
When Wu Xie's head connected with the outside world again, a wave of physical discomfort came over him. He bent over and couldn't help but retched.
"It's all an illusion!" Zhang Qiling said loudly to Wuxie, and then lit the candle.
The moment the candles were lit, the blood on their faces disappeared.
Fatty Wang touched his face, "What an illusion."
Wuxie stopped retching and looked at the three people who were intact. His tense body suddenly relaxed and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling came over in time to help him.
Wu Xie raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiling. He didn't know why, but he always felt that Zhang Qiling knew what he was thinking and could answer his questions just right every time.
Looking at Zhang Qiling's overly familiar face, Wu Xie lost consciousness for a moment. He somewhat believed what Zhang Qiling said. It seemed that he was really here to save him.
