Apart from a "click" sound, there was no other reaction from the stone wall. Until the lower part of the stone wall was lifted up, revealing a dark passage underneath, no arrows, hidden weapons or other objects were seen flying out.

"Is it that simple this time?" Even Wang Fan himself found it hard to believe.

Yuhan threw a fluorescent stick into the corridor. Under the bright light, it looked like an ordinary downward spiral staircase. The fluorescent stick rolled all the way down, and after a while, the light disappeared at the corner of the spiral staircase.

"Look, there are no hidden weapons in the trap. It's quite safe." Wang Fan seemed to have gotten a lucky break this time. After being in the hole for so long, he finally cracked a trap without any danger.

"Wait a minute," Yu Han was still worried and threw a few more stones down. Except for the sound of rolling stones, there was no other sound in the spiral staircase.

"Okay, it should be fine. Let's go down." The wise monk listened for a while and felt that there was no danger, so he took the lead and went down.

This time the order of the three people has also been adjusted. The wise monk is at the front, followed by Yuhan two people away, and then behind is Wang Fan. (Wang Fan is once again protected like a little brother.

Wang Fan got up. Wang Fan was very dissatisfied with this.) The spiral staircase spiraled all the way down. The three of them walked down a dozen steps and saw the light emitted by the fluorescent sticks they had thrown down earlier. They used the light to look around.

Nothing unusual was found on the stone wall.

After walking a dozen more steps, Wang Fan saw that the fluorescent stick was parked between the steps on the right and the stone wall. However, when he fell down, it seemed to have been damaged by the sharp corners of the stone steps, and the brightness was a bit dim, so Wang Fan also

I just let it stay here and didn't pick it up.

The three of them continued to walk forward for several minutes. Seeing that they had not yet reached the end, Wang Fan originally wanted to ask Yu Han in front of him how far the distance was between the two levels of corridors, because at the speed of the three of them, in these few minutes,

Lidu walked almost ten stories high. Wang Fan saw a light in front of him from a distance and stopped talking.

But when he walked to the light, Wang Fan felt something was wrong again, because there were still layers of stairs in front of him, but the wise monk and Yuhan gathered in front of the light and stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong?" Wang Fan came up and took a look. It turned out that the light came from a fluorescent stick on the ground.

"Is there anyone else who came in before us?" Wang Fan asked in surprise, but when he took a closer look at the fluorescent stick, Wang Fan was even more shocked. Isn't this the same fluorescent stick that Wang Fan threw into the spiral staircase just now? You

Even the damage and scratches are exactly the same, so why did it run to the front on its own?

"Ghost hits the wall." These are the only words that came out of the wise monk's mouth.

"Ghost...ghost hits the wall? What is ghost hitting the wall?" Although Wang Fan is not afraid of ghosts, this fluorescent stick that he clearly left behind appeared in front of him for no reason. Wang Fan couldn't figure it out.

"The ghost wall is actually a defensive tomb design designed by ancient tomb designers to prevent others from robbing the tomb. It uses the principle of one-dimensional and two-dimensional space conversion, which has also been used in modern science.

It's been proven." Yuhan was like a tour guide, constantly explaining to the student.

"Then once you know the principle, wouldn't it be easy to crack it? Why are you still looking so sad?"

"Alas," Yuhan sighed, not sure whether he was sighing because he encountered a problem or because he met a "stupid student" like Wang Fan. "The principle is simple, but every design has ever-changing matching options.

, unless it is the designer himself, if outsiders come to crack it, they can only try their luck among the thousands of possibilities. Maybe you will not find any clues when you starve to death here. "

Hearing what Yuhan said, Wang Fan lost interest. Although Wang Fan had not studied seriously for a few years, he had heard of the "permutations and combinations" of mathematics. Several seemingly simple possibilities add up.

It is a terrifying number. To find the only solution within this number, one can imagine the huge amount of work required.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? We have to try one by one." The wise monk was also a little annoyed, "Holy girl, take out all the ropes from your body. Let's take the ropes and walk on both sides to see if we can find the fork.

"The wise monk is also a well-read "miscellaneous scholar". He knows that even if you try your luck, you must have a way to try your luck. If you continue to aimlessly hit the corridor, the possibility of success will be even lower.

So the three people were divided into two rows and walked forward along both sides of the steps. The rope was also tied into two strands, holding one on each side. When they encountered a fork, they fixed one end of the rope and the other end.

Hold it in your hand and walk towards the fork in the road, otherwise you won't even have a chance to come back.

When walking in two directions, Wang Fan discovered that the corridor was not the same size, but varied in width and narrowness. However, when he was walking, the fluorescent rod only illuminated one side, so he didn't pay attention to it.

.

After walking up more than twenty steps, there was indeed a fork at an inconspicuous corner. This fork happened to be in the darkness of the corner, and you couldn't see it even if you walked past it accidentally.

"Be careful. If anything happens, just knock on the stone as a signal. I will come over and join you immediately." The wise monk warned Wang Fan and Yu Han when they turned into the fork.

After turning into the fork and walking up a hundred steps, the first of the forks appeared in a dark corner. Wang Fan knew that this was just one of many forks. There were countless such forks on both sides of the corridor and in front of it.

But since we have already entered, what can we do? We can only try one by one.

In this way, Wang Fan and Yu Han entered countless forks. Those with better luck walked in and turned back soon after encountering a dead end. However, there were many corridors that they walked hundreds of meters into, and they saw a hole coming out.

At first glance, he saw that there was a rope left by him before, which meant that the two of them just walked around in the cave and were led back by the corridor.

"Forks, forks, and forks again, this place is simply an underground maze." Wang Fan sat down on the steps angrily and looked at the time on his watch. The two of them had been walking around in this cave for six or seven hours, but in the end they were still there.

Back to where we were.

"Come on, let's drink some water first." Yuhan also sat down and handed the water bottle on his body to Wang Fan. "Actually, the biggest use of this 'ghost breaking the wall' is not to trap people."

"What's that?" Wang Fan asked angrily while drinking water.

"Its greatest destructive power is to wear down people's will. Many grave robbers, after encountering this 'ghost beating the wall', few actually starved to death. Instead, most of them committed suicide because they were

This endless fork in the road has wiped out their hope of 'survival'. Instead of continuing on endlessly, it is better to end it on their own."

Wang Fan listened quietly, and his mood calmed down a lot. In fact, when encountering difficulties, isn't that how most people give up on themselves?

At this time, a bright light flashed in the darkness opposite, "Junior brother, is it you?" The voice of the wise monk came from the opposite side.

"Brother, it's us. You should come and have a rest. We have been walking for most of the day." Wang Fan responded. Looking at the wise monk's appearance, there should be no results. He might as well take a rest before making plans.

The wise monk walked over with a gray-faced glow stick and sat down on the steps in front of the two of them. He silently took out the water and dry food from his backpack and ate them.

"Well, luckily we are still three people together. If I were the only one wandering around here, maybe I would give up alone... I finally understand why so many tomb robbers tremble when they talk about it." Wang

No one would have imagined that someone with the wisdom of having been a monk for decades would say something like this.

"Forget it, senior brother, let's not separate anymore. Let's go together. We still have a companion when we talk."

"Yeah, okay." The wise monk agreed readily. He probably felt uncomfortable after walking for a while.

After taking a rest, Wang Fan's annoyance has been relieved a lot, his mind is clear, and his thinking is broadened.

"Brother, you said that our ancestor's purpose in building this damn thing is not as simple as building a tomb to avoid being disturbed by others. He still hopes that the people he chooses will come in, such as people of Paya's true bloodline, then he will

Will it leave any gap for us?"

"Well, that makes sense!" The wise monk's eyes lit up. "It just doesn't want others to break in, but it was designed for your bloodline, so there should be a gap."

Monk Zhizhi seemed to have remembered something, and stood up in a "huo" voice. "Follow me." Zhizhi took Wang Fan's hand and trotted down the steps.

Wang Fan and Yu Han looked at each other and had no choice but to pack their backpacks and follow them.

After walking a few steps, he followed the rope left by the wise monk before and turned into a fork next to him. After walking for several minutes, he entered an inconspicuous corridor, but this place was different from the one Wang Fan and the others had just walked through.

The corridors are all different. There are several forks on the four sides of the corridor, but there is a stone pillar standing in the middle of the corridor.

"This should be a hub. In fact, I discovered this place not long after we separated. However, I have gone through all the forks. In the end, I would either return here or go back to the main road we were on just now. There is no way to get out.

So I didn’t tell you about it just now.”

"But Junior Brother," the wise monk changed the subject, "What you just said reminded me that just because we can't get out doesn't mean you can't get out. You can touch the stone pillar with your blood and try it. Maybe it will have some effect."

"With my blood again?!" Wang Fan cursed in his heart, but why must Wang Fan participate in this treasure hunt? Isn't it just for those few drops of his blood? Wang Fan was speechless.

Wang Fan made a cut on his hand with the Dragon Royal Sword, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and was about to rub it into the palm of his hand and wipe it on the stone pillar.

"Wait a minute, I'll teach you how to draw a Taoist talisman and draw it on the stone pillar." Master Zhizhi made a few strokes on the stone pillar, but Yuhan could see clearly that what Master Zhizhi drew was Wang Fan's arm.
Chapter completed!