Stepping on the huge mausoleum steps that can drive ten carriages parallel to each other, we walked into the main entrance of the imperial mausoleum.
The huge mausoleum gate had already collapsed, and the huge door panel covered with r-head nails fell to the ground.
Entering through the main entrance is the entrance hall of the mausoleum palace.
It is recorded in the film "The Imperial Tomb of the Burial Book": Four dragons built the treasure hall, and the nine-tailed fairy drove into the underworld.
It is the first hall in the Four Dragon Towers, which is also the Menmen Hall where Hu Ming and others are.
The gate hall is about the size of two basketball courts, with bronze carriages on both sides.
On the wall further back, there are two black statues with ferocious faces, which seem to be the totems of the shamans worshiped by the Dongxia civilization.
Because of the long period of time, the palace has long been in ruins.
"Uncle Ming, tell me, what does Xuanwu reject corpses mean?"
"Although I don't have Feng Shui skills, I also know that it is a rare place in the world, and here, it is impossible to have Xuanwu's Feng Shui power to resist corpses."
At this point, Wu Xie finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
So far, Wu Xie has not been exhausted by Wu Sansheng, and he is still worried about Wu Sansheng's safety.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out the key, and I felt bad all over.
"Hey, Tianzhen, if you ask me, your third uncle, that old fox, is just playing tricks!"
"Didn't you say it yourself? There is no Xuanwu corpse-repelling terrain here. It's probably your third uncle who's just teasing you!"
"Perhaps he has gone to that club to pinch his feet... If you ask me, let's just leave him alone. Wouldn't he be nice to touch some good treasures?"
On the side, the fat man couldn't help but said.
He didn't have the interest to look for Wu Sansheng, or worry about Wu Sansheng's safety.
Although Wu Wu San Sheng was the initiator of this lama recruitment, he still had part of the promised reward.
But in Fatty's opinion, as long as he toppled this imperial mausoleum, would Fatty still care about the reward?
"It's making trouble! Fatty, can you tell me?"
Before Wu Xie could say anything, Panzi's face turned green and he started to get angry.
People like Panzi came down from the battlefield and saw too many life and death separations and bloody storms, and their hearts have long been empty and have nothing to rely on.
Over the years, he has long regarded Wu Sansheng as the pillar of his heart, which is why he is loyal to Wu Sansheng.
For this reason, he hated to see others speak ill of Wu Sansheng.
"Okay, okay, don't make any noise, it will make your head hurt. Is this a big deal?"
"Wu Xie, you have to understand clearly that your third uncle is saying that only your uncle and nephew will understand this sentence. Others will never understand it, so it will definitely not be a Feng Shui level."
"Then if you think about it carefully, what do you and your third uncle have in common, and what are the differences between us and you?"
Hu Ming glanced at Wu Xie helplessly. The unlucky boy was in a daze.
I don’t even think about it, who is Wu Sansheng?
Forget it in terms of force, but when it comes to playing dirty, Hu Ming really doesn't know who among the second generation of the Nine Gates, except Wu Erbai, can play better than this old fox.
Regarding his safety...as long as he has not lived enough, who can harm him?
"What are the common points...the differences...?"
After thinking for a long time, Wu Xie still didn't grasp the point and asked blankly.
"...Hangcheng, you are all from Hangcheng, and you all speak Hangcheng dialect."
Helpless, Hu Ming reminded.
This is simply a word pronunciation game played by Wu Sansheng.
Moreover, people who don’t understand dialects will never be able to figure it out no matter how hard they try.
"Dialect? I see, Xuanwu refuses corpses? Bullshit Xuanwu refuses corpses!?"
"That sentence is clearly pronounced in the Hangzhou dialect, and it means - water along the rivers and canals to the bottom!"
"Really, Third Uncle is quite boring too. What a bullshit code, just a boring trick on pronunciation of words!"
Wu Xie suddenly realized it and scolded the old fox in a dumbfounded way.
"River? But where is the river here? Is there a river in the imperial tomb?"
Panzi looked around and asked in confusion.
"..This is the imperial mausoleum, in the deepest core area, where the river channel is."
Hu Ming shook his head and said.
To be honest, this time the Yunding Tiangong group, probably Panzi, was the most purely worried about Wu Sansheng.
Chen Pi, Fatty, and even Hu Ming didn't care what happened to Wu San Province. They all came here for their own purposes.
Even Wu Xie was indeed worried about the safety of Wu Sansheng.
But at the same time, by pursuing Wu Sansheng's footsteps, he might not have failed to force Wu Sansheng to tell him the ins and outs of everything.
In other words, only Panzi risked his life just to confirm the safety of Wu Sansheng.
To be honest, even Hu Ming felt a little sore after seeing such a loyal subordinate.
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"Brothers, now is not the time to talk about that. Come and see, there are corpses here."
"It's still fresh and warm. He died not long ago. I think it's probably Aning's girl!"
At this time, the fat man's voice came.
When Hu Ming and others heard this, they looked over and said, "Hey, the fat guy has reached the depths of the hall without knowing it."
When I got closer, I saw that the ground was densely covered with brass bullet casings that were still slightly warm.
Under the illumination of searchlights, there were seven or eight corpses hanging on the beams of the dome of the hall, like hanged ghosts!
These people were all dressed in mountaineering clothing and had assault rifles hanging on their bodies.
"Let me tell you, brothers, when we go to the grave and don't have anything to do, we feel a little uneasy, right?"
"Look at those corpses. The assault rifles are long and thick. Do they smell good? Not as good as us..."
Just when a few people were still thinking about the situation of these corpses, the fat man suddenly pinched his chin and said slyly.
Judging from his gaze, it was already fixed on the assault rifle on the corpse!
"No, damn fat man, the situation here is unknown. These people died in strange ways, or..."
Wu Xie's eyebrows twitched and he felt a slight pain in his stomach, so he quickly grabbed the fat man.
But...…
"It's okay, Fatty, if you want it, just go and get it. It's a waste to leave it here."
"As for the danger...believe me, I already know everything about the situation in this hall!"
"Don't worry, Fatty, I'll protect you down there."
Hu Ming pointed to his ears to interrupt Wu Xie's words. His cuffs shook, and two brand-new M1911A1s appeared in Hu Ming's hands.
Hu Ming had already noticed what was hidden in the dark as soon as he stepped into this hall.
