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After resting, they came to the door of the temple and pried open the tap stone behind the jade door. The younger brother confirmed that there was no mechanism behind the door, and the group entered the spiritual hall.
The fat man muttered: "This old man, Emperor Wannu, is so narrow-minded that he moved the mausoleum to this inhospitable place. It is so high. He must not want others to come up. Hehe, this old boy must be covering something." Baby, don’t let others see you even if you die, let’s educate him well this time.”
Zhang Zhu was amused after hearing this, "Why should I give this treasure to you? If you were the emperor, I would definitely cover it up even more tightly than King Wannu."
After hearing this, the fat man actually tilted his head and thought for a moment. He paused unconsciously. Just as he was about to say something, he was nudged by Wu Xiaoxie who was walking behind him and almost bumped into him. "Go quickly, why are you standing in the middle of the road?" Woolen cloth?"
The fat man followed his force and took a few steps forward. He turned around and muttered in confusion, "It's weird, what the fat man was about to say just now, damn it, he forgot it in a flash."
When the flashlight flickered, the fat man felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but rub his arms and moved closer to Zhang Zhuxun and the little brother who were exploring the way and testing the mechanism in front.
Zhang Zhuxun tilted his head slightly and asked him what was wrong.
The fat man clicked his tongue and said, "No one has come in here for thousands of years. It's so quiet. I always feel like something is watching us."
Everyone was startled by what he said, and they all stopped and turned on their lamps to shine around.
It is indeed very quiet here, and the echo of the group's footsteps is particularly clear and audible in this empty hall, which is more likely to create a sense of tension in people's hearts.
The surrounding walls may have been coated with some kind of light-absorbing paint. When the flashlight light shines on it, there is no reflection. It is pitch black. You can only vaguely see the large lamp slaves hidden in the shadows of the stone pillars on both sides. If you look over it accidentally, you will mistake it for someone. Hidden there.
They didn't notice anything strange. They just thought the fat man was too nervous. Everyone slowed down a little and continued moving forward.
A few minutes later, we arrived at the center of the spiritual hall.
Directly in front is a jade platform, surrounded by several huge Tongzuns with human heads and bird bodies. On the jade platform is a very weird black statue, which looks like a big leech lying there, covered with lichen and shell. .
Everyone was a little dumbfounded.
"What the hell is this?" Ye Cheng exclaimed, "How could the owner of the tomb have such virtues!"
No one paid attention to his question. The fat man turned his head and said to Zhang Zhuxun and the others with a suppressed smile: "What do you think this sitting statue looks like? Does it look like a laundry mallet?"
Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly patted him. He was in his hometown, so it was better to restrain himself a little. What if someone heard the truth about him?
Zhang Shuxun looked at it and suddenly said, "Tell me, this thing can't be the statue of King Wannu."
"Ah?" Wu Xiaoxie was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to refute. Suddenly he remembered what Zhang Zhuxun said before at Zi Hot Spring, and what was recorded in the Snake Eyebrow Bronze Fish that "the Wannu Kings of all dynasties are monsters crawling out of the ground", and immediately he was covered in blood. A shuddered, "No way!"
"No matter how much the Eastern Xia royal family evolves, it's impossible for them to exist without human form. What's more, the lump above looks like the simmered rice cake at the bottom of the pot. It's so dark, who would be frustrated enough to recognize it? A lump of rice should be the emperor." Wu Xiaoxie shook his head to deny his guess.
A few people couldn't hold back their laughter.
The fat man raised his feet in disgust and continued walking inside, "No matter what Lao Shizi does, we are here to find the treasure. Let the professionals figure out the archaeological work... Huh?"
The fat man walking in front seemed to have discovered something. He and Pan Zi ran over and quickly came out with a gilded bronze monkey with green face and fangs. Monk Hua and a group of people crowded around and studied for a long time, but they couldn't come up with anything. So when I came, I only knew it was made of bronze.
Walking all the way, there was no trace of the baby. The fat man was already a little impatient and poked Zhang Zhuxun with his elbow, "This passage is so long, I don't know when it will end. Why don't we go to both sides?" Take a look."
Zhang Zhuoxun glanced at the darkness on both sides, his pupils suddenly shrank, he squinted his eyes, and quietly moved his feet to that side, shaking his head at the fat man, "No."
The fat man was anxious, and just as he was about to yell, Wu Xiaoxie pulled him toward the middle, "It's not clear whether there is any danger now. If you leave the main force, you are simply seeking death."
The fat man also knew that he was telling the truth. He snorted from his nose, wrinkled his face unwillingly, and glanced there from time to time.
Hearing this, the little brother folded a fluorescent stick and threw it casually. A green light fell straight into the darkness behind the lamp slave. Before he could take a closer look, the green light suddenly disappeared.
Everyone looked a little confused, "What's going on?"
The fat man gritted his teeth and thought, "You guys tie me up with the rope. Fatty, go over and take a look. There must be something behind the lamp slave..."
"Shh!"
Zhang Zhuxun suddenly interrupted his words, and as if facing a formidable enemy, he quickly pulled him and Wu Xiaoxie back, and shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up, don't talk, there is a lamp coiled behind the slave." monster."
The fat man was excited, his whole body trembled, and he pulled Zhang Zhuxun and the two of them running wildly.
Despite his large size, the fat man is actually very flexible. His footsteps when he runs are like a cat, which is completely inaudible among the numerous footsteps.
After running for a while, Zhang Zhuxun turned around, looked back, and patted the fat man on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, that thing hasn't caught up with me, so just slow down."
The fat man took a deep breath, "I'm so suffocated, Fatty."
Just now, he just listened to Zhang Zhuxun's warning and subconsciously ran away.
At this moment, he stopped. Chen Pi'asi held his chest to calm down and said, "What did little brother Yu see just now?"
Zhang Zhuoxun had a frightened expression on his face. Although he really didn't want to talk to Chen Pi Ah Si, he thought about it and said, "You may not believe it if I tell you. I just saw something very tall lying behind the lamp slave. That thing is It's alive, and there are many things that I don't know if they are burrs or legs that are shaking with breathing, and it's too dark for me to see anything else clearly."
Chen Pi Asi was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Zhuxun's ambiguous answer, but he didn't say much.
After all, it is better to be cautious when traveling in a place where no one has set foot for thousands of years. It is better to believe that something is there than to believe something is not.
"The back hall has arrived." Wu Xiaoxie said.
Chen Pi Asi said no more. Commander Hua Monk and the others pried open the jade door, and what they saw was a creepy mural.
I saw that on the murals, almost all of the paintings were centipede dragons coiled in the clouds and mist. They were circling, flying, and showing their teeth and claws. They were all over the wall. At first glance, they looked like they were crawling with centipedes.
Ye Cheng was amazed and kept taking pictures with his camera.
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