All the flashlights in our hands flashed a faint green light. A black-haired female corpse with a coffin lid stared at us with dark green eyes, opened her mouth, making a harsh crying sound. I was so scared that I immediately took a step back.

But it did not attack us, but pushed the coffin aside and began to squirm, almost making me think it was not forgetting its old skills and teasing us. Soon I found a lot of red lines in its black hair. I guess the patriarch of the Faqiu Sect used this red line to bind the crying cry.

The other Zhang family members and Jiazi's legs all retreated one after another, Jiazi's legs muttered: "This mourning cry is really an evil zongzi, and you can't breathe as soon as you get close." After he said that, he looked at Faqiu and pointed.

Faqiu frowned and swung the bronze ancient sword at Sangchi. The knife flew over. The blade just turned around Sangchi's neck, and in an instant its neck spewed out black and red plasma. In the blink of an eye, Faqiu raised the black coffin lid, and Sangchi was smashed in on his knees.

I saw the bronze ancient sword about to fall to the ground, but was hooked by his extremely long fingers. He stepped a long leg and inserted the long bronze ancient sword into the coffin. Scarlet blood flowed out from the gap in the coffin lid. This cry should have been penetrated by the bronze ancient sword from the head to toe of the hair.

I don’t know why I saw him killing this mourning cry, but I always felt that he was killing a woman who was suffering, which was completely different from the feeling of fighting rice dumplings before. Thinking about it in my heart, maybe I sympathized with her experience. In addition, the momentum that was exuding when slaughtering rice dumplings was really scary, which was an unquestionable ruthlessness.

Faqiu Finger didn't pull back the bronze ancient sword, and jumped down and headed into the passage, "Go away! It's not dead yet!"

What! I didn't die, I couldn't figure it out for a moment, so I hurriedly chased and asked. He said, "This mourning cry is not an ordinary mourning cry, it is a combination of soft and hard rice dumplings. As long as you don't find a black puppet and destroy it, this thing will be immortal. Now it has no physical body and is likely to be attached to a man. As long as it is attached to it, it will be absorbed into the sun and die."

My heart was thrilled. It seemed that Faqiu Finger was also very afraid of this thing. The flashlight in my hand gradually recovered. I turned around and looked at the bronze ancient sword on the black coffin and said, "You don't want such a powerful baby?"

Faqiu also glanced back and shook his head and said, "The blood of this rice dumpling has acid poison. Ordinary bronze will be corroded and rusted. It is hard to use. It was originally a mandarin duck sword from the Shang Dynasty. Staying in this Qinglong Ghost Palace is considered a reunion."

The word "Mandarin duck" proves that there were two ancient bronze swords, which reminded me of the bronze sword that was nailed to the blood corpse on the Thousand-Double Fish and Dragon Scale Poker Cave when I first entered the tomb. It was indeed rusty. This can be inferred that such a professional thief was dug by Faqiuzhi, but I always feel something was wrong, because when we observed Zhang Sanbang, there were no traces of footprints in the thief hole. Could it be that it was dug from the inside out?

I was about to ask what was going on. At this time, the Zhang family, Jiazi's legs and A Xiu also chased after him. A Xiu was loosened, otherwise it would be a burden. Soon, the straight passage ended, and a pig iron rack appeared at the end, with iron chains covered with thousands of years. It must have been integrated with some substance. It seemed that Cao Cao and Zhuge Yan learned a lot. When they got closer, they found that the huge iron rack was located in the middle of the four passages, and the pulley structure looked like an elevator!

I usually don’t question the ingenious craftsmen of ancient times, because there are too many ancient ruins and buildings that modern people cannot reach.

Faqiu pointed out that he walked directly into the iron box in the iron frame without pause. All of us did not delay and quickly stepped up. The space left by the fourteen people together was more than enough. You can imagine how much manpower and material resources Cao Cao spent to build the Qinglong Ghost Palace back then. The huge size of this project is simply incalculable!

There are also three other passages. The first floor of the underground burial tomb in the Primordial Capital is so big. How big the Qinglong Ghost Palace should be? The Zhang family is an expert in the mechanism. Zhang Baihe lifted the iron handle on a gear upwards, and the iron box began to descend, making a sound of giggling iron chains rubbing.

After going down about ten meters, I saw four similar passages, which were the second-level burial tomb group. Then I stopped after going down for more than ten meters. A passage full of blue stone walls suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The passage was round and square, and it was polished very delicately. When the flashlight hit it, it seemed that there were some red pictures, texts and paintings on the surface.

I have seen the general structure of the underground tombs of the Proterozoic capital in the Lama stone fetus. The upper two floors are human flesh burial tomb groups, and the third floor at the bottom is the Sutra Pavilion, which is smaller than the upper two floors. This is why there is only one passage on the third floor, and it should be only one quarter of the size of the upper two floors.

The red calligraphy and paintings are too eye-catching, and everyone is attracted to it.

On the way, I heard Zhang Baifeng and Zhang Baifa ask how Faqiu Zhi subdued the mourning cry. Faqiu Zhi said that the source of the hard rice dumplings is in the throat. As long as the throat is destroyed, it can kill it. You can't breathe when you get close to it because it is sucking your yang energy.

Oh, I said why did the Faqiu Finger cut the crying neck? So that's the case! Next time I just hit the zongzi's neck specifically. Suddenly I remembered the blood corpse hanging on the Thousand-fold Fish and Dragon Scale Stealing Cave, which was also penetrated my throat. This made me feel some tricks for uniform zongzi, patted my pockets, and yes, the thirty bullets that Jiazi gave me.

The ancestors of these Zhang family members have cooperated with Cao Cao since the Three Kingdoms period and have a powerful army as the backstage. Therefore, their sect inheritance has not been abandoned. They are not as half-baked as Jiazi's legs. They all look up at the calligraphy and paintings on the cave wall, and no one needs to translate it.

I saw Ah Xiu wink at Jiazi's legs. After a while, Jiazi's legs quickly waved to me and said, "Dr. Guo, come here, come here, do you help me interpret and interpret what is recorded on this? I don't understand it very much."

There are two cave walls on the left and right sides, and most of them are pictures on the right. At the beginning is the sacrificial monument, which is the one outside the gate of the Yuan Dynasty. The words on it are engraved here without falling a word. Since it is rare ancient Mongolian, I really can't understand the meaning, but the words in the calligraphy and paintings behind are small seal scripts of the Song Dynasty, which is easy to understand.

I smiled bitterly at Jiazi Le, "My uncle, I don't know if I have been to college. Dr. Guo called me to be a long life. You see, isn't this the words on the sacrificial monument outside the Yuan Dynasty? Only Zhang Sigui can understand the living treasure book, and I read the others. I can explain the calligraphy and paintings behind you to you."

Jiazi glared at me, and it felt like why you were so useless. I was so angry that I picked up the flashlight and shook it towards his face. Suddenly, I was shocked by the scenery behind him, because only my flashlight was the brightest for everyone. This was a foreign twisted flashlight. I hurriedly twisted the flashlight to the end. The light was immediately as white as the sun, and everything in front of us was presented to us.

We are now in a stone platform with a protruding passageway. The third floor is actually a huge pit. There is a three-layer white stone platform in the middle of these hundreds of square meters of pits. The first floor is surrounded by five round stone platforms. The second floor is three stone platforms. There is only one stone platform on the top floor, which is also the largest stone platform. In total, there are nine stone platforms. The first floor is filled with iron astronomical instruments, and many strange shapes are unprecedented. The second floor is a bookshelves and iron screens. I guess the iron screen should record a lot of astronomy knowledge. The third floor is actually a sacrificial monument that is exactly the same as outside the Primordial Capital!
Chapter completed!