Dakui's face turned ferocious for a moment as he was left behind, and he rolled and crawled to hide behind his third uncle and the others.
Ma De, slap me before I even take action. Pan Zi caused trouble and you still protected him. If something happens to me today, none of you will survive!
Zhang Qiling suddenly stopped clucking, and the entire tomb became eerily quiet.
Wu Xie was so frightened that a layer of sweat broke out on his back. He looked at Zhang Qiling's back and wanted to ask what was going on.
boom!
The coffin board of the sarcophagus suddenly turned over, rotated 360 degrees and then closed back again. The whole coffin shook, and a "gurgle" sound came from the sarcophagus.
Dakui was so frightened that he fell to the ground. The smelly liquid overflowed from his buttocks, and he peed in fear.
Pan Zi pulled the gun bolt to hit the sarcophagus, but all the fear came from the lack of firepower!
After all, the third uncle had seen the big world. Although his legs were weak, he could still stand.
Wuxie shook her legs and walked to her third uncle. Just when she was about to ask, "What should I do," my third uncle tightly covered his mouth.
Zhang Qiling's face turned pale when he heard the gloomy "gurgling" sound coming from the coffin. He knelt down and bowed to the coffin upright.
Wu Xie knelt down when he saw the force in charge. When his legs became weak, he also knelt down and kowtowed randomly.
Third uncle and Pan Zi also knelt down and kowtowed to the coffin.
Da Kui got up and kept kowtowing to the coffin, fearing that he would be dead if he was too slow.
Should I kneel down and kowtow? But am I a product of technology?
Lin Yi's AI core was so tangled that it was almost smoking.
Zhang Qiling directly pulled Lin Yi to his knees and knocked him on the head.
Zhang Qiling pressed Lin Yi's head and muttered the word "cluck" as if negotiating with the master in the coffin.
After rattling for about a minute, the coffin stopped shaking and the master inside made no sound.
The third uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Brother, were you bargaining with the rice dumplings just now?"
Zhang Qiling let go of the hand holding Lin Yi's head and stood up: "We must leave before dawn. Don't touch anything here. Even if the master in the coffin is released, Daluo Immortal will not be able to get out."
Pan Zi put down the gun he was holding and said with a playful smile: "Brother, can you also teach me this Zongzi language?"
Zhang Qiling ignored him and pointed to the passage behind the sarcophagus: "Go gently and don't touch the coffin!"
Lin Yi covered his head and got up from the ground: "Can you please don't make a surprise attack next time? Brain materials are very expensive. If it is damaged, there is no place to repair it."
Zhang Qiling took the man away without answering. The master in the coffin was not invincible, but there was no need to fight.
The third uncle followed Zhang Qiling and the others to the passage quietly, and Pan Zi followed him dutifully.
Da Kui's hands and feet were weak as he walked with his back against the wall, fearing that he would get a little close to the sarcophagus.
Wuxie wanted to laugh at him, but turned to look at his hand holding the wall and shut up instantly. The eldest brother had better not laugh at the second brother.
Zhang Qiling holds a flashlight in his right hand and holds Lin Yi's wrist with his left hand. In critical moments, he can throw the flashlight as a throwing weapon.
Relying on his body sense that the tomb passage sloped downwards, Lin Yi saw words engraved on the wall of the passage from the flashlight he occasionally glanced at. He didn't recognize any of the words without installing the relevant data package.
With the darkness surrounding him, he couldn't help but want to turn on the virtual screen covering his eyes to fill in the light. Lin Yi was a little uneasy because he couldn't collect any information.
Feeling the struggle under his hand, Zhang Qiling put the flashlight in Lin Yi's hand and took out a spare flashlight: "There is a trap, follow closely."
"Yes." Lin nodded and followed Zhang Qiling step by step, and behind him was his third uncle, and behind him was Pan Zi.
After experiencing the fright just now, Wu Xie did not dare to study the inscriptions on the wall. He followed Pan Zi's footsteps and followed the large army, not daring to be distracted at all.
Dakui was so scared that he almost cried when he walked at the end: "Little Third Master, please walk faster..."
He wanted to force Wu Xie to take the back seat, but his third uncle and Pan Zi didn't dare to do anything.
Zhang Qiling suddenly stopped, and Lin Yi stopped in time and moved a step to the right.
The people behind were not so lucky. It was pitch dark in front and back. When Uncle San noticed that he had stopped, Pan Zi bumped into his back, Wu Xie bumped into Pan Zi, and Dakui bumped into Wu Xie again. .
"Ouch~! Why did it stop suddenly?" Wuxie complained, rubbing her nose.
"There is a robbery hole, and the soil is new." Zhang Qiling shined a flashlight on the robbery hole so that everyone could see clearly.
"What!?" The third uncle was worried that someone else would get there first, so he hurried forward to check with a kerosene lamp.
He hid by the burglar's hole in the corner, stretched out his hand to grab some soil and rubbed it: "This hole was dug in a hurry. It doesn't look like it was drilled in, but more like it was drilled out. Most of the peach has been picked by someone."
Pan Zi stepped forward to comfort his third uncle: "Third uncle, don't worry, the camp outside is still there. They should have had some accident and didn't go out."
"Jindu is coming in. If you don't take a look, I won't be able to close my eyes until I die!" The third uncle stood up and continued walking forward.
Wuxie quickly spit on the ground to get rid of bad luck: "Bah, bah, bah, third uncle, what unlucky words are you talking about in the tomb!"
"Eldest nephew, your third uncle is very lucky!" The third uncle said haha nonchalantly.
Lin Yi squeezed the time, and about ten minutes later, a thickened corridor appeared in front of him.
The decoration here began to be exquisite, and at the end of the corridor was a huge jade door.
Beside the Jade Gate are two statues of hungry ghosts covered in pitch black, one holding a ghost claw and the other holding a seal.
The jade door has been opened. Looking from here, you can see that the space behind the door is filled with coffins.
Under the leadership of Zhang Qiling, everyone walked into the tomb behind the Jade Gate.
The place was almost full of sarcophagi, which seemed chaotic but followed a certain pattern. In short, Lin Yi couldn't understand it.
Wuxie found that he recognized the inscriptions on the wall, so he held up a light stick and looked at them one by one. It seemed to tell the story of King Lu Shang borrowing the Yin soldiers.
Zhang Qiling went to check the ear room next to her with a flashlight, and Lin Yi followed.
The third uncle discovered that Wuxie was studying the inscription, so he joked: "Niece, do you still know the words on it?"
Wu Xie puffed up his chest proudly: "That's right, it doesn't matter what major your eldest nephew is!"
"Little Third Master, then tell us, and let us know whose tomb was stolen." Pan Zi coaxed.
"Ahem..." Wuxie cleared his throat: "Once upon a time, there was a prince in the State of Lu named King Lu Shang. Because he could use ghost seals to borrow Yin soldiers from the underworld, he was invincible in all battles.
One day he met the Duke of Lu and said that he had been borrowing Yin soldiers for many years, and the underworld kid rebelled, and it was time to go back and repay the debt of gratitude.
Duke Guo of Lu thought he would come back, so he dug an underground palace here to preserve his body. "
Pan Zi exclaimed exaggeratedly: "It's an unprofitable business to dig up crickets and use the Yin soldiers to fight. Fortunately, he is dead, otherwise the ancestor of Ying Zheng could still unify the six countries!"
Wuxie shook his head and retorted with a smile: "The ancients could exaggerate very much, just like they could turn the flying crane pulled into auspicious clouds. There is really not much exaggeration."
