Old Wu looked down and saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the wall.

"Oh my God, it's really alive." Old Wu was thinking about it when he saw that Xiaoya had already poked her head out.

"Idiot, what is it like? It's here."

Seeing similar people, Old Wu felt relieved. He crawled over and saw that there was a crack here. The crack was not very big, more than two meters high and half a meter wide. It was just like a mouth cracked on the rock wall. It was just right.

You can crawl into a person.

"Why didn't I see it when I crawled over?" Lao Wu asked.

"I don't know either, but when I crawled over, I felt that this place was dark and different from other places. When I crawled over, it turned out to be a hole."

"You are so bold, you dare to go in alone." Old Wu thought about how he felt just now, and couldn't help but worry about Xie Fei again.

"It's okay, I didn't go very deep, but there seems to be something inside."

Old Wu lit the lighter and walked a few steps inside. The space inside suddenly opened up. The wall was no longer the same as before, with obvious traces of lead carving and ax chiseling.

"Look!" Xiaoya pointed her finger at the hole.

I saw that there was still a stone platform inside the cave, with several large vats lined on both sides of the stone platform.

What's going on? Looking at the size of the stone platform and the large tank, I feel like it's bigger than the entrance to the cave. How did it get moved in?

Behind the stone platform, there are a circle of oil lamps scattered along the cave wall.

The oil lamps, made of copper, were placed miscellaneously all over the floor. With their open mouths and narrow necks, they looked like vases.

Old Wu walked to the stone platform and picked up an oil lamp on the ground. There was a cover on the oil lamp. Old Wu touched the cover and lit the lamp when the lighter was about to become hot.

The oil lamp illuminated the entire cave, which turned into a utility room. The floor was full of things, including hoes, shovels, pliers, and many tools that Old Wu had never seen before and couldn't even name. The floor was full of things.

It was all a dark patch along the wall. But it was very different from what it is now.

"What are you doing here? Are you going to open up wasteland or open up mountains?" Old Wu took a step forward and lifted it up with his feet. The tools were already rusty and the wooden handles were weathered and looked like they were cracked.

of charcoal.

"They should have hidden this secretly. Xie Fei is right. Since the tomb was broken, the craftsmen who built the tomb have begun to reserve a way out for themselves. This should be the escape route they reserved for themselves.

Road. I just don’t know why it’s not used.”

"Are you saying that the owner of this tomb found out his conscience and released the tomb builders after the tomb was built?" Old Wu asked.

"What do you think?" Xiaoya rolled her eyes at Old Wu without even thinking about it.

Old Wu then thought about it, along the way, there was no one who was not a close confidant of the tomb owner, whether it was ghosts or the Seven Evils. This man could even bury his own wife alive, let alone this craftsman.

"This cave is natural. No one would have thought that there would be a cave inside. The owner of the tomb would not have thought that since the tomb was built, the craftsmen rebelled collectively and secretly built an escape tunnel.

I left the tools I needed in this inconspicuous stone cave. I waited until the tomb door was sealed one day, and then dug them out secretly. It was just a pity for the good intentions of these people. I don’t know if they were discovered in the end or something.

Land, even I couldn’t leave alive.”

"How do you know they didn't leave alive?" Old Wu asked.

"You can tell just by looking at it. Although the tools here are messy, they are piled up, and there is no sign of shortage at all. Do you think this tomb is for children to play house? Since they have reserved these things, where can this thing be?

It will definitely come in handy.”

Old Wu glanced around, but his eyes were fixed on the two large vats on both sides of the stone platform.

The top of the large tank was sealed with an oilcloth, the oilcloth was covered with yellow mud, and a rope was tied to the nose of the tank. It was obviously well sealed.

Lao Wu stepped forward and removed the yellow mud and oilcloth. When he looked inside, he saw a layer of grease inside. As the vat was opened, there were strips of things squirming underneath.

"It's a snake" Old Wu shouted.

Xiaoya came forward in disbelief. How could it be a snake? Even if it was a snake, how could it still be alive after a thousand years?

Xiaoya glanced inside and immediately wanted to slap Old Wu to death. There was indeed something wriggling and twisting at the bottom of the tank, but it was clearly rattan. There was some kind of snake there.

Old Wu also took a closer look and saw that the rattan was rising and falling in the tank, and it felt like a snake.

Old Wu scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, it's rattan. I made a mistake."

Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, thinking that you would never make a mistake.

"What is this rattan used for?"

"I don't know, but it looks like it should be useful."

Old Wu stepped forward, pinched the nose with one hand, reached into the tank with the other hand, and fished out a piece of it.

Grease looks disgusting, but it is very smooth to the touch and feels like paste.

Lao Wu stepped forward and took care of it, squeezed out most of the grease on the rattan, and handed it to Xiaoya.

Xiaoya put it away bit by bit, looking at the cane, which was probably more than ten meters long. Although it has been for thousands of years, it has become extremely tough. She also thought of the senior the three of them met. The cable in the backpack has become more than ten years old.

The weathered one is like soot and will break when touched. Look at this rattan again. It will probably still be so tough after a thousand years.

"Do you want more?" Old Wu said, already taking out three trays of rattan from the bottom of the tank.

"These should be enough. One piece for each person and another for spare. It's not a valuable thing. It's useless to take more."

When Lao Wu listened to Xiaoya's words, his mind was focused on the big vat on the other side of the stone platform. He was not sure what treasures there would be in it.

Xiaoya understood what Lao Wu was thinking and didn't stop him. She just straightened the picked up canes one by one and coiled them around her waist.

He saw that Old Wu had reached the edge of the big vat, and when he thrust his hands into it, the yellow mud and the oilcloth broke in response.

"Look what this is," said Old Wu, who had already picked up a small jar from the big jar. He saw that the small jar was just like the big jar, covered with yellow mud, oilcloth, and rattan. When Old Wu saw this big jar,

There was still such a broken jar inside the jar, and I was very disappointed. I originally thought it was a hidden artifact hidden by these craftsmen. Once the door of the tomb was closed, I couldn't help him to build this big tomb in vain if he took something out.

Okay. But looking at the broken jar, I feel it is worthless no matter how I look at it.

"open to take a look"

After listening to Xiaoya's words, Lao Wu used both hands to force his words. The seal broke with a "Si" sound.

When he looked inside, he saw that it was filled with soil. It was black. Old Wu reached out and dug inside twice, but he didn't feel that there was anything else inside. The whole jar was filled to the brim with soil.

"Damn, is it interesting? Are these people stupid? They have been working hard for a long time and they hid this dirt. They actually took off their pants and farted. What use can this dirt be?" said Old Wu, who had already returned to the big house.

Another one was fished out from the side of the tank. When he opened it, he found that it was exactly the same inside. It was also filled with black soil.

Xiaoya stepped forward, but she felt something was wrong in her heart. Logically speaking, these people were extremely careful. Besides, this was something that was related to their own lives. How could they put a jar of black soil here.

Lowering her head and smelling it, Xiaoya immediately understood. This was not black soil, but gunpowder, the black gunpowder developed by the ancient Chinese themselves.

Old Wu looked at the expression on Xiaoya's face, but felt very dissatisfied. He also followed Xiaoya's example and lowered his body to take a sniff. With his naturally abnormal nose, it was not difficult to smell what was inside.
Chapter completed!