"Hey, I'll tell me what did you two see?" Because of perspective, Zhao San, who was standing above, could not see Zhang Meng and Fatty at all, and could only vaguely hear the conversation between the two.

"There are stone figurines, a large number of stone figurines."

"Why is it another stone figurine?" Listening to Zhang Meng's answer, everyone couldn't help but see each other.

"But it's better than nothing." Zhao San comforted everyone.

"Yes." Lai Zi nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

As Zhao San spoke, the fat man and Zhang Meng had already swam in front of the stone figurines. The facial lines of the stone figurines in front of them were very rough, and they all looked green-faced and fanged, ferocious, just like door god paintings posted by every household in the folk.

"Hey, Zhang Quede, Fatty Master, why do I feel like these things are looking at us?" The fat man pointed to a stone statue in front of him, then poked Zhang Meng and said in a low voice.

"It's not the first time you've been to the tomb. Can you stop scaring yourself like this?" Seeing the fat man's appearance, Zhang Meng couldn't help but smile.

"There are obvious differences between ghosts and zombie dumplings. Fatty, even if I have rich experience, I can't be sure of these things." Fatty said in a low voice: "And, I am a native master, no less than my morals, I have to say that in my heart. It would be strange if there is no ghost."

Seeing that the fat man finally told the truth, Zhang Meng said angrily: "Why is Lai Zi not like you?"

"Are you nonsense?" Hearing Zhang Meng say this, the fat man seemed to have a hair blown up and immediately said: "If I had his unique skill in suppressing corpses, I would have left sideways long ago."

"Haha." Facing the fat man's guilt, Zhang Meng immediately shook his head: "Since you are so scared, then just do it like this. You are behind and I'll take a look at it."

After saying that, Zhang Meng bypassed the fat man, came to the front by himself, and carefully looked at these green-faced and fanged stone figurines.

"Strange, why do you think the person who built this tomb buried so many Terracotta Warriors under the water? Is it just to disturb the compass of the Jin Captain's Captain's "the fat man asked.

"If it's really just for disturbing the compass, there seems to be no need to bury so many at once, right?" Zhang Meng turned around and said, "I think only ten of them are enough to interfere with the magnetic field here."

"Yujiu magnetic field?" It seemed that Zhang Meng had woken up something. The fat man suddenly realized in an instant, staring at the Mongolian terracotta warriors with green faces and fangs in front of him. His eyes were tightly staring at the green faces and fangs of Mongolian terracotta warriors in front of him.

"What's wrong with the fat man?" Seeing that the fat man's expression was wrong, Zhang Meng asked with a flashlight around.

"Zhang Quede." The fat man's breathing was a little rapid.

"ah?"

"Do you think the owner of the tomb uses the aura of these Terracotta Warriors to suppress some evil things?" The fat man whispered: "Think about it, these Terracotta Warriors must have been Mongolian knights fighting everywhere during their lifetime. Blood was stained on his hands."

"From the previous murals, it is certain that these Mongolian cavalry burned, killed and robbed." Zhang Meng nodded and said.

"Think about it, what are the things like ghosts and ghosts that are most afraid of? They are not even more vicious than them. As the saying goes, people are afraid of ghosts and ghosts are afraid of people seven times. As long as people have a strong murderous aura, they are enough to shock ghosts. , let alone an army.”

Hearing the fat man’s guess, Zhang Meng almost laughed out loud: “I’ll say you can calm down or not.”

"Fatty Master is reminding you." The fat man hugged the flashlight in panic and looked around.

"According to you, it's not only the unknown ghost, but these Terracotta Warriors are also terrifying..." Zhang Meng fired a flashlight, and the light passed by those green-faced and fanged faces one by one. Wherever he passed, it was pale.

"Why did I forget this?

Hearing the fat man's mischievousness, Zhang Meng was also stunned, and immediately asked, "Do you think these stone figurines can break out of the cocoon?"

"I don't know if it breaks out of the cocoon." The fat man shone around with a flashlight. After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, he whispered, "Have you noticed that this place looks like a place?"

"Where?" Listening to the fat man's words, Zhang Meng looked around and confirmed that he couldn't understand, and then asked in confusion.

"Cell," said the fat man.

"Cell?" Zhang Meng shook her head: "I have never seen an ancient cell, it's not like this. Besides, we are tomb robbers, can there be a cell in the tomb? You can really tell me."

"Who is talking nonsense with you?" The fat man quickly pulled Zhang Meng: "You haven't seen it before, it doesn't mean there isn't."

"Ah?" Zhang Meng was really stunned by the fat man's fright.

"I'll ask you." The fat man asked.

"What?" The fat man looked at him in confusion.

"People need a yang house when they live, and they also need a yin house after they die. Therefore, some status tomb owners will try their best to find Feng Shui treasure land for themselves and bury them with a lot of priceless jewelry, right?" the fat man said like a cannon.

"Yes." Zhang Meng nodded.

"Who did the ancient wealthy family have no cell built by themselves?" The fat man continued: "When they died, they had to torture disobedient servants. After their death, there were so many slaves and servants who were buried with them, how could they not get a cell without having more cells?

”

"It's not unreasonable for you to explain this." Zhang Meng thought about it, but he still had some doubts: "There is a problem with a cell in the cemetery. I won't argue with you, but there is water everywhere here, how can it be..."

Seeing Zhang Meng's confusion, the fat man said proudly: "How is it, did you think of it? This is the extremely rare water hell in ancient China."

"Hull?" After hearing what the fat man said, Zhang Meng turned on the flashlight and looked at the environment around him again. Then he felt that the environment in front of him was really indescribable, such as those knight statues soaked in the water.

, it became more and more strange, and the reflection in the water was distorted.

"How about it, do you know you're scared now? A newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger." The fat man Yu Qian forgot his previous fear and showed off proudly: "This jail is an ancient torture. Speaking of this thing,

It was invented by Shi Jingtang, the emperor of the Later Jin Dynasty."

"Shi Jingtang, I know that this person is an ancient traitor."

"Traitor is a big deal." Hearing Zhang Meng say this, the fat man immediately sniffed it: "They are just not Han people at all."

"Ah?" It was the first time Zhang Meng heard that Shi Jingtang was not a Han person, so she asked: "Who is he?"

"Shatuo clan." The fat man finally knew something, so he naturally spitted: "Do you know which ethnic group the Shatuo clan is? It's a branch of the Turkic clan. He was originally a Turkic clan, so how could he say that a traitor came from?

?”

"Damn" Zhang Meng then realized that during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, Shi Jingtang, who handed over the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun to the alien race, turned out to be a Turkic. It was him who made the later Han people ridden on their necks by foreign races and urinate.

Seeing the fat man showing off, Zhang Meng asked quickly: "How do you know so clearly?"

"Of course I know, Fatty, who am I?" Fatty said proudly: "A few years ago, Lai Zi and I went to this bastard's tomb. A similar jail appeared in that tomb, but underwater

There are not so many Terracotta Warriors.”

"Oh." Zhang Meng nodded in a vague way.

"Speaking of this, this water priest is really not a thing." The fat man sighed and said, "Think about it, before entering this water priest, you must first cut off the prisoner's nose and ears, and even cut off his limbs.

, I can't let them die immediately, just watch them struggle, how cruel it is."

"Is this still a human?"

"Why aren't you a human?" said the fat man: "There is another explanation."

"What's the saying?" Zhang Meng asked with a urge to vomit.

"Hey, you're so shit." The fat man blurted out.

"Speaking of this, this pig is the name of ancient pigs. Human pigs, human pigs, torture people like animals, which is simply crazy." The fat man said with a disgusting face: " Speaking of which, this thing was invented by women to deal with it.

It is said that Liu Bang's wife Empress Lu torture Concubine Qi, and the female emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Wu Zetian tortured Concubine Xiao Shu, all of them used this method. However, Shi Jingtang was obviously more vicious than these two women."

"Can it be even worse?" This is the first time Zhang Meng has heard of torture that he has torture.

"Of course." The fat man continued: "Cut off the nose, ears and limbs, make it into a pit, and then throw them into a pond with hundreds of poisonous snakes, and suffer the pain of sacrificing them."

After hearing the fat man say it, Zhang Meng looked at the pool under his feet again and said to the fat man with lingering fear: "Hey, fat man."

"ah?"

"There will be no snakes underneath, right?" Zhang Meng asked.

"That's not sure." I don't know if it was the fat man who deliberately scared Zhang Meng, or even he was scared himself, and replied tremblingly: "Speaking of it, this snake really likes to live in this water."

"Then...then..." Zhang Meng also panicked and shone a flashlight under her feet: "That is to say, there are also people in this underground river?"

"I'm afraid it's not just a human pig." The fat man said vigilantly: "Think about it, if it's a human pig, would it take so many green-faced and fanged Terracotta Warriors to suppress it? I was thinking about what's inside the water

It must have been a corpse.”

"What?" Zhang Meng was shocked.

"There is no good thing for something that has changed hundreds of years ago." The fat man's face trembled a few times and said, "This thing has suffered such a great insult during his lifetime. I guess it will be much more powerful than ordinary zongzi after the corpse changes...

…”

Seeing the fat man talking more and more mysteriously, Zhang Meng felt unsure. He hurriedly urged: "Hurry, find useful clues quickly and let's go up."

Seeing that Zhang Meng was really scared, the fat man also searched in the water with Zhang Meng.

This underground river is extremely dark, and even if the two of them have a wolf-eyed flashlight with extremely penetrating power in their hands, they can only shine in part.

Just now, Zhang Meng was just concerned about hearing what the fat man said about Shi Jingtang and the man's piggyback. He didn't notice that there was a long chain connected to the Terracotta Warriors. This chain was a little thinner than the previous stone lock, but in

The distribution is even more secret, almost like a spider web, traveling through the entire groundwater.

Zhang Meng and Fatty both found that these chains seemed to be extending in the same direction, and immediately shone the flashlight on them at the same time.
Chapter completed!