Zhou Qiao was lying half against the wall, Yang Gan was guarding Fat Brother, and Wenwei was studying the murals;

"How is it? Do you see anything?" Zhou Qiao asked, but he shook his head incompetently: "I can't see anything, I just know it's a mural, quite old."

Hearing this, Yang Gan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Is this group of people working so hard just for this mural?"

Zhou Qiao stood up and walked slowly to the skeleton. He saw that the skeleton was in a meditating posture. It should be the corpse of a senior monk. They came here with the intention of disturbing the peace of their ancestors.

Zhou Qiao knelt down in front of the skeleton and kowtowed three times, thump, thump, thump, as an apology.

Seeing this, Wu Weng followed Zhou Qiao's example and bowed a few times to the skeleton, chanting: "Amitabha, the young monk is too abrupt."

"Okay, you guys, no one else can see here." Yang Qian said speechlessly;

"In any case, it's not strange to pay homage to many people. The same goes for the deceased. It's better to express respect." Zhou Qiao answered seriously.

Wu Meng nodded, looked up and found that the figure in the portrait on the top of the tomb and the figure in the image on the middle disk on the ground were pointing in the same direction - southwest.

Along that direction was a stone tablet engraved with Sanskrit. Zhou Qiao touched it with his hands and tried to break it off, but it didn't move. However, Yang Gan ran over out of curiosity and unintentionally pushed the stone tablet with his hand. The stone tablet moved, and then the whole stone slab moved from It went up and down, revealing a secret room leading underground.

Zhou Qiao and Yang Gan planned to go down and take a look, but Wu Wen stayed there to take care of Fat Brother.

The two of them walked down the steps. After walking down to the bottom, they felt the coldness was overwhelming and bone-chilling. Ice actually formed under their feet. It got darker and darker as they went inside. They couldn't see the way forward at all. They could only rely on It feels like I'm groping my way forward.

Suddenly, the two heard the faint sound of water droplets, and then saw a bright light in the distance, but it was very dim and they couldn't see what it was.

As I got closer, I discovered that there were luminous pearls embedded in the wall, emitting a faint light.

The two continued to move forward, and there was a passage, so they walked straight forward along the passage.

About ten minutes later, they finally reached the end of the passage, where a heavy bronze door blocked the way for the two of them.

The door was carved with complex patterns and there were many exquisite reliefs around it. The two tried to push it and found that it didn't move at all.

"Yang Gan, do you have any idea?" Zhou Qiao asked. Yang Gan shook his head. Zhou Qiao sighed: "Forget it, let's go back."

The two of them were just about to turn around and leave when they heard a slight click behind them, and then the bronze door slowly moved away.

Zhou Qiao stopped and turned around in confusion. He saw a bright light coming from the bronze door, and then the bronze door opened completely.

"Zhou Qiao, look what that is," Yang Gan pointed at the bronze door and exclaimed.

After hearing this, Zhou Qiao turned around and saw a tall sarcophagus standing behind the bronze door. Zhou Qiao walked to the sarcophagus and carefully observed the sarcophagus. He found that the sarcophagus was rusty and covered with dust, but it still could not be covered up. Its luxury.

"The material of this sarcophagus is very special. It is absolutely extraordinary. If my guess is correct, there must be a huge secret hidden here."

Zhou Qiao frowned and thought

"Since this sarcophagus is here, there must be something hidden inside. Why don't we open it and take a look even though we're here."

Zhou Qiao agreed with Yang Qian's proposal: "Yeah"

Zhou Qiao and Yang Gan pushed hard, and the sarcophagus was pushed open by a gap. Zhou Qiao looked inside and saw an ancient corpse.

Yang Gan came closer to watch it carefully and murmured to himself: "Good guy, it's relatively well preserved."

Zhou Qiao took a look at the surrounding situation and saw that nothing dangerous happened, then turned around and focused his gaze on the ancient corpse in the sarcophagus.

This ancient corpse is wearing a war robe and long hair shawl. Although it has been dead for a long time, it still looks majestic. Next to it is a weapon and some funerary objects.

Zhou Qiao thought to himself that this ancient corpse could actually have an eminent monk guard its tomb, so he might not be an ordinary person.

Yang Gan knelt down and reached out to touch the ancient corpse. His face changed and his expression became a little solemn. Seeing this, Zhou Qiao asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Gan took a deep breath: "This ancient corpse may have been a prince-level figure during his lifetime, because there are five star marks on the palm of his right hand."

"Five stars" Zhou Qiao said in surprise: "What do you mean?"

Yang Qian explained: "Princes are the lords of a state. Each prince rules a state and holds millions of soldiers. He is a veritable official of the frontier. He has a great reputation in history, but this mausoleum and funerary objects are very real. It’s not like the mausoleum of the Lord of a State, strange, strange.”

Zhou Qiao nodded. This ancient tomb is indeed very strange. If we follow normal logic, the tombs of ordinary princes are extremely grand and magnificent, with numerous burial objects.

But there are eminent monks guarding the mausoleum, and there are very few people who can enjoy this kind of treatment.

A special fragrance came from the coffin, and Zhou Qiao had no time to react before his soul was sucked into a space. This place was very much like an ancient battlefield, with swords, guns, swords and halberds standing everywhere, corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river, bones piled up, and blood gathering into a stream. , the smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

Zhou Qiao looked ahead and saw a general in silver armor standing with a sword, exuding a strong evil aura and roaring with red eyes.

"Ah" screamed, and a figure fell and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, there were shouts of killing, and the sound of fighting was deafening. Zhou Qiao hurriedly dodged, and saw soldiers charging towards them with weapons. Zhou Qiao was so frightened that he almost lost his soul. He did not dare to move for a while, and could only watch these things. The soldiers rushed over.

At this moment, a sharp arrow shot through the head of a soldier. With a mournful cry, the soldier fell off his horse.

"Ah!" There was another sharp cry, followed by a soldier who was slashed by a soldier. He fell to the ground in pain, and the wailing sound echoed through the sky.

This scene is like a dream, but also like reality, it is terrifying and inexplicable.

Suddenly, an arrow hit Zhou Qiao's chest, and blood spurted out immediately, staining his clothes red. Zhou Qiao looked down at the arrow on his body, his head went blank for a moment.

Is this a dream? Or is it reality? He tried hard to recall what he had just seen, but unfortunately everything was blurry and his memory became chaotic.

Zhou Qiao shook his head hard, trying to wake himself up, but in vain, and he was about to fall asleep...

There was a "boom" and a burst of muffled thunder.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" Yang Gan looked at Zhou Qiao with concern.

Zhou Qiao looked at Yang Qian and then at his chest, and instantly regained consciousness. He found that he was back in the tomb, remembering what he had just experienced;

He couldn't help but sigh and said: He spent the whole day hunting eagles but his eyes were pecked by eagles, and he was fascinated by the ancient corpse. "Xiao Qian, if it weren't for you, Brother Zhou would probably be in trouble today."

"I saw that you were motionless and couldn't be woken up. I knew something must have happened to you. It was probably the fault of this ancient corpse, so I set up a magic circle to attract thunder to strike on the coffin. Only then did you wake up. It was so scary. It’s killing me”

Yang Gan breathed a sigh of relief and said

Zhou Qiao also showed a happy smile and expressed his gratitude to Yang Qian for his actions.

Yang Gan asked Zhou Qiao what happened again.

"Don't you smell a special fragrance?" Zhou Qiao wondered

Yang Gan sniffed it carefully and said, "No."

Zhou Qiao blocked his sense of smell, covered his nose and came to the coffin again. He looked at the ancient corpse. After looking at it several times, he found a bead on his waist. He took it out and examined it and found that it was an ebony ghost bead.

Ebony was originally used to ward off evil spirits, also known as gloomy wood. It combines the elegance of wood with the charm of stone, and is known as the "Oriental Sacred Wood" and "Plant Mummy". Ebony has been used to ward off evil spirits throughout the ages. However, ebony is buried deep underground. , accumulation of yin becomes a soul, and over time it will become a yin object.

"It's the smell of this thing that makes me fascinated," Zhou Qiao said with a stiff expression.
Chapter completed!