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After the heavy door was pushed open, the four of them were stunned by the gorgeously decorated and poetic corridor in front of them. Although it was lifeless due to years of dust, the former glory of this place could still be seen.

This is the result of transformation by generations of skilled craftsmen and the test of time. The tomb that has been dormant for many years appears here before the eyes of the world.

The four of them looked at the scene in front of them. It was not difficult to guess from the architectural style that this was a mausoleum. Judging from the magnificence, it should have belonged to a large family in the past.

Thinking of this, the four of them couldn't help but take a breath. Who would have thought that the underground of the city lord's palace was actually a large-scale underground tomb.

Lisha looked at the smooth wall. One stone was stacked on top of another, and each stone was polished very smoothly. It had taken thousands of years for this wall to be built with stones, and it was actually so smooth. Even though she was gifted

Even with her eyes, she couldn't find anything stuck between the stones.

Lisha flicked her wrist and hit the wall with a sharp dagger. However, even if she tried her best, she could not insert the blade into the gap between the stones. It has survived for thousands of years, which can not but be said to be a miracle in the history of architecture.

While Lisha was amazed, a trace of worry flashed through her heart. If she encountered danger, she would not be able to break out of the wall.

Lisha calmly took back the dagger, wiped the dagger in her hand with her handkerchief, and looked around.

Looking at this large-scale, majestic, and Shute-structured mausoleum, it is hard to imagine that such a civilization would eventually be covered by time.

A moment of sadness fills the air. Time will erase all traces. If not, it's just because the time is not long enough.

No matter how brilliant things are, they will be covered one day. No matter how brilliant they were, they will eventually be swallowed up by the mire of history. If all efforts are short-lived, then what is the meaning of hard work.

There is an altar at the end of the corridor, which should be a place for future generations to worship their ancestors.

At the end of the corridor, there is a stone slab next to it. There are two coppers on the stone slab. The handle is behind the stone slab, and there is something vaguely hidden.

Although I know that it is not a very polite thing to intrude into other people's tombs, I have gone through many difficulties and finally reached this amazing place. If I don't appreciate this miracle in the history of architecture, I really feel sorry for the blood and sweat I have paid.

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The four of them opened the stone slab and went underground. The deeper they went, the darker and colder it became, as if they were warning future generations not to step inside.

Scattered s began to appear in the empty corridor. It was dark.

There are some yellow talisman papers stuck on the . The cool breeze blows, and the talisman papers hit the and make a thin flapping sound.

In a quiet atmosphere, any small sound will be amplified several times, making people nervous.

The four of them did not touch the treasures scattered around. Although these can be considered treasures when taken outside, they are definitely not top-quality treasures. The design of this place does not look like an inner room. These treasures can be scattered like garbage in the outer room.

On the ground, there may be unexpected treasures in that inner room.

Instead of picking up these treasures at the risk of triggering the mechanism, it is better to go to the inner room to find the best ones, but don't lose the melon!

The young man squinted his eyes, looked around, and suddenly stopped. "Where are we now?"

After hearing this, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all a little confused, but they also stopped. After all, this guy had a profound influence on everyone before.

The blonde woman closed her eyes and calculated. "Southeast."

If everyone doesn't realize it now, then the training over the past few years will be in vain.

The southeast is the Xun Gua position, and the direction is Chen Xunsi, which is the door for humans and ghosts to enter and exit.

Along the way, they also knew that this place did not follow the rules and there might be some dirty things.

In this cold and silent tomb, everyone suddenly felt a gloomy cool wind blowing from their backs, and they couldn't help but shiver.

In an instant, everyone held weapons in their hands, circled around back to back, and moved forward slowly.

Fang Wan gestured to Lisha and asked about the possibility of being haunted.

"It's unlikely that it's haunted. At most..." Lisha gave a cute smile and her voice sounded softly. "At most, it's just a corpse."

The girl's cold voice, coupled with the cold wind whistling around her, was so strange.

Fang Wan looked at the countless s around him and shuddered again. Such words are not funny at all.

The four people moved forward slowly, each with serious expressions. After walking for an unknown amount of time, everyone suddenly saw some bright light, and their eyes were filled with joy. It was the exit!

Their pace quickened and they soon reached the end of the corridor.

However, just as they were about to leave the corridor, several boulders suddenly fell from all sides of the corridor, blocking the exit.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the corridor, blowing directly towards them and carrying a bit of a foul smell.

Everyone was immediately shocked.

The surrounding s began to tremble slightly, as if something was crawling out from inside. The runes on the shivered slightly in the darkness, flickering and extinguishing. They were so small in the endless darkness, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

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At this time, above the four people, Yingmeng frowned and was immersed in her own thoughts. In front of her was a broken carved railing, and in her hand was a wooden block. If the wooden block was placed

Go back to the carved railing, just enough to put it together.

Yingmeng: "..." I caught this?!

Yingmeng rubbed his face to relieve his embarrassment, then turned to look at Xian Qing, who was worshiping his ancestors at the end of the corridor.

She stood far away just so as not to hear Xian Qing's confession. Because he didn't want to, she understood and respected him.

Everyone has a hidden wound in their heart. This wound is not easily revealed to others, and I dare not touch it easily. It is hidden in the deepest corner, covered with moss of the years, never seen by the sun, without rain and dew, just because someone looks at it.

It passes with time.

Xian Qing stared at a stone slab, not knowing what he was talking about. His back was filled with endless bitterness and endless taste of bitterness. He was alone, walking alone in the dark, so lonely. Yunyan's past,

Looking back sadly, I wanted to stop talking.

Yingmeng looked at the figure from behind, as if it would disappear at any moment. That person was no longer something she could get close to now. She fell into a brief trance, ignoring the heartache in her heart for that moment.

Ghost Talent Training Camp: A big taboo in life is worrying about gains and losses.

Yingmeng sighed, some lights were no longer within her reach, and some people were destined to go far away.

When she calmed down, Ying Meng looked at the wooden block in her hand. She was not afraid of being beaten to death, but she was afraid that he would be even more sad. Really!

She swore that it was definitely not because she was using too much force, it must be because the railing was in disrepair.

It felt like Xian Qing didn't notice this. She threw it away, destroyed the evidence in her hand, and looked at the scenery, pretending that nothing happened.

The wooden block drew a perfect parabola in the air and just hit the wall.

I saw that the wall that Rizha had not pried open with her dagger was slightly sunk by the small wooden block. At the same time, the sound of gears turning was heard all around. After the wooden block fell to the ground, the wall returned to its original position.
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