"Eight doors? Aren't they six doors?" Lin Ying asked in confusion.

Section Chief Feng looked like he was too lazy to pay attention to you stupid humans. He looked at Lin Ying and said, "What six doors? That was made up in film and television dramas over the years! There was no such thing as six doors in the Ming Dynasty! The old Beijinger said six doors, which refers to the yamen. The official building has a big show, and there are six doors..."

Lin Ying quickly waved his hand to prevent Section Chief Feng from continuing to popularize knowledge about literature and history.

"Okay, I understand. The eight spaces you mentioned do not refer to that kind of multidimensional space, right?"

"Duowei? Team Lin, this is not a science fiction novel, this is the ancient Qimen Dunjia, it is metaphysics..."

"It's okay, someone has reported it, saying that we have been switching from science fiction and fantasy recently." Lin Ying was afraid that he would go away again, so she quickly interrupted Section Chief Feng again.

Who knew that when Section Chief Feng talked about what he was good at, he completely lost the fear he had just now, and he was like a different person.

"My team Lin, don't say that science and metaphysics sometimes use two words, which means the same meaning. For example, Feng Shui is a metaphysical word, but in science, it is a combination of magnetic fields. For example, Yin and Yang belong to metaphysical word, but in scientific system, it refers to 'contradiction'. For example..."

Dang!

Section Chief Feng was chanting when he suddenly heard a sound from under the coffin table. He was so scared that his legs trembled. Fortunately, Lin Ying helped him to kneel down.

"...Who? What sound?!" His loud voice suddenly trembled.

"It's nothing, let's go find someone quickly." Lin Ying put down the things in her hand.

The sound below just now was a crowbar she threw out. If Section Chief Feng was still talking nonstop, she would throw out another one until she scared him to death.

The tofu in brine is used to reduce the other. It seems that Section Chief Feng’s weakness is his courage.

Lin Ying pulled Section Chief Feng up, pulled him and walked under the coffin table.

"Captain Lin, what are you doing..."

"Go and find our teammates and the missing person in the Niangniang Temple!"

Section Chief Feng couldn't resist Lin Ying, he fell to the ground

"It seems you still don't know that our coffin platform is the safest and most critical place in the entire cave! The one buried here is Luqiu King, which is the Xiumen inside the Eight Gate. It is the gate of great luck in the tomb and the hub of the entire tomb. The ancients said that if one moves the whole body, this is the place where one moves!"

Lin Ying was so dizzy that she looked at Section Chief Feng.

"Don't you understand? To unravel the doubts in the entire tomb, this coffin is the key point!" Section Chief Feng was excited and even cursed the dirty words.

Section Chief Feng turned on his flashlight and placed it on the altar next to him. He raised his finger, drew a circle on the table, and then drew a square right above.

"This is the space where we are, that is, the coffin platform. It belongs to Xiumen and is in the north."

He then circled four circles in the upper left corner, the upper right corner, the lower right corner and the right corner respectively.

"Northeast and northwest are all good places, and there is no disaster in the south and southeast, but there is a risk of frightening in the west. We should have entered from the west just now, and then I panicked and took the slanting road to the north.

"But if you accidentally turn to the east, you may encounter disaster. If you go to the southwest corner, you may be in a bloody disaster..."

Lin Ying heard it as if she was falling into a fog in the five miles. She had been a complete materialist for so many years. In her eyes, the so-called mysticism and metaphysics were all used by criminals and used illegal means.

However, the recent appearance of the faceless man, Xiao Envoy, and many other things have made her materialistic view shake.

Because they obviously violated the customs of the human world, in simple terms, there is no one in the world who jumped off the high cliff and was unscathed, nor could they avoid bullets, and their heads are harder than titanium alloy, and they will not invade human consciousness, and even "sent a dream" to the entire police station police on the same night.

Countless absurd events have occurred frequently in the past six months.

This made her start to doubt, start to waver, and start to think in many ways.

For example, what Section Chief Feng called the "Qimen Dunjia" just now was replaced by her, and she would never believe it. But things should be adapted to local conditions and to the times.

This ancient tomb was built in the Ming Dynasty. The tomb owner seemed to believe in Feng Shui, so whether it was useful or not, he probably applied the popular metaphysical knowledge at that time when he built the tomb.

Because this knowledge was science in the eyes of people at that time.

Moreover, since he came to the tomb, his companions and objects around him always disappeared inexplicably. If what Chief Feng said was true, then he would have walked into the coffin strangely. There were so many strange things that made people unable to peel off the thread and answer them one by one.

Therefore, since ancient people built tombs with metaphysics, it is not impossible to listen to Section Chief Feng’s opinion and deconstruct the entire tomb chamber according to the theory of metaphysics.

Thinking of this, Lin Ying asked Section Chief Feng: "What should we do next?"

"First explore the space in the Geely direction. If you can find all of them, if you can't...it's not too late to go to other directions."

Lin Ying nodded. She was actually a little worried because Section Chief Feng said something evilly just now.

If you accidentally go to the southwest, will there be a bloody disaster?

While she was thinking, Section Chief Feng began to feel sad again.

"What's wrong with Lao Feng?"

"It's dark here, there's no way to determine the location."

"Isn't our location north?"

"We are in a space located in the north. In addition to the northern space, there are seven spaces in other directions. Do you know the space? If you don't understand, you can imagine that there are eight rooms in this tomb. We are now in the center of the north room, not sticking to the north wall..."

Lin Ying immediately understood what Lao Feng meant. If he was attached to the wall directly north, he would just lean against the high wall, face forward, and stretch out his arms, and then he would know that behind him was the north, in front of him was the south, in the west, and in the right hand was the east.

But unfortunately, they are in a space, which is very large.

Imagine there is a closed room with no windows or doors. Can you tell where you stand in the middle of the room?

cannot.

This is the dilemma faced by the two people. And when Lin Ying turned on her phone, she found that there was no network signal here and she could not accept GPS positioning information.

She remembered that Li Gong brought some instruments there, maybe there was a compass inside. But Li Gong also disappeared with Xiao Zhang and Han Yi.

Lin Ying sighed, she raised her head and looked at Section Chief Feng.

"If this is the case, we can only force ourselves to break through. Anyway, we will enter the room where we hit, no matter how good or bad it is!"
Chapter completed!