Two hours later, after everyone had eaten and rested, work began.
After taking the guy, everyone, led by Chen Zhengjun, entered a hidden mountain col. There was a dark natural cave entrance in the middle of the mountain col.
There is a simple shelter built above the entrance of the cave, and a drainage ditch dug below.
This is to prevent rainwater from pouring into the tomb and affecting the excavation work.
Tang Xuan followed Han Yong into it. The light began to gradually weaken. He turned on the flashlight for lighting. About two hundred meters further, everyone smelled an unpleasant odor, and then there was a "puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff."
The sound came from far to near, from the inside to the outside.
"Get down, the night bats are going out."
The Night Bat is a social soul beast with weak attack power, but is poisonous.
Chen Zhengjun warned, and everyone lay down on the ground while covering their heads with backpacks.
Tang Xuan only felt that the number of night bats flying above his head must have been several thousand, if not tens of thousands. The noise was so alarming that it took several minutes for them to gradually subside.
After the bat swarm passed, everyone got up and continued walking until they reached the end of the cave and in front of a huge stone wall.
Chen Zhengjun turned to look at the two old men in their fifties and said solemnly: "Master Wang, Master Lin, please excuse me."
"Okay."
Old Man Wang stepped forward, knocked left and right, made a cross with his pen, and reported to Old Man Lin: "Here, two, six, four, here is three, forty-nine."
Old man Lin nodded, then summoned the martial spirit-Broken Mountain Cone, and began to dig holes.
Hanyong thought Tang Xuan didn't understand, so he explained in a low voice in his ear: "This old Wangtou is a master of tomb exploration, and Wuhun is a soul hunter. He can tell how thick a wall is by tapping it with both hands. Walls within three meters,
The error of the knock-out measurement can even be less than five centimeters, and the old man surnamed Lin is a blasting maniac, his martial spirit is a mountain cone, and he has extremely strong blasting power. He is the founder of western Hunan in the research of blasting.
At the same level, his blasting can be called an art, and he believes in neither more nor less, just enough to blow up what you want to blow up."
Ten seconds later, Old Man Lin set up all the blasting points and began to release his third soul skill - fixed-point blasting, and then only moved back six or seven meters.
The rest of the people were dozens of meters away. When Tang Xuan saw this scene, he was shocked and said: "Isn't he running away?"
Han Yong pretended to smile mysteriously: "You will understand what art is later."
After the fuse burned out, there were several violent muffled sounds, and there was a tremor on the ground. The scene of splashing rocks that Tang Xuan imagined did not appear. Looking from a distance, except for a few small stones and dust, the stone wall seemed to be completely empty.
Nothing changes.
"What is this?" Tang Xuan asked with a black face.
Hanyong patted Tang Xuan on the shoulder and said, "You'll know if you look closer. Let me show you what the older generation of soul masters are like."
Everyone walked over together.
Tang Xuan was able to see the truth at this time. He saw that the stone wall in front of him was already covered with cracks, densely packed and criss-crossed. From time to time, dust and small gravel would fall to the ground. It seemed that it only needed a slight push to knock it down.
This stone wall.
And Chen Zhengjun really did this. He walked over in a few steps, reached out and pushed lightly, and the entire stone wall fell down!
"Awesome!"
Tang Xuan was stunned and took a deep breath.
This kind of explosion requires extremely high requirements for soul power control, and ginger is still too old to be spicy.
Chen Zhengjun turned around and said with a smile: "Master Lin, the sword never grows old."
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Old Lin's tone was very polite, but his face showed a helpful expression.
Lao Wang curled his lips and said, "Without me, I wouldn't be able to show off like you."
"What did you say!?"
When Chen Zhengjun saw the two old men immediately starting to argue with each other, he smiled helplessly.
Tang Xuan looked at the two seniors and compared himself, well, he was a little shocked.
As expected, the older generation are all passionate and talented, and they really do not deceive me.
After some magical operations, a deeper passage behind the stone wall immediately appeared in front of you.
Tang Xuan held a flashlight and looked inside, only to see that the light source was a wide and gentle stone road made of neat stone slabs. On the walls on both sides of the road, there were rows of oil lamp holders extending inward, and there was no end in sight.
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Another old man walked out of the crowd, holding a martial soul compass and muttering something. I don't know what he said. I saw that the compass stabilized after spinning wildly, and the pointer pointed straight into the depths.
The old man said seriously: "Mr. Chen, the direction of this tomb passage is correct. You can go straight to the main tomb, but I'm afraid there are evil things in the depths."
Tang Xuan looked at the old man holding a compass in surprise. There are so many talents in the tomb robbing business.
"I have to go, and evil things can't stop me."
Chen Zhengjun was confident and stepped into it first. The old man sighed helplessly and then followed closely.
Everyone no longer hesitated and followed suit.
Retreating is definitely not possible. If you don’t talk about retreating, you will only be left with the appearance fee, and there will be no profit sharing. It’s all here. No matter what the risk is, you must first look at it before talking.
Chen Zhengjun pushed open a door, and everyone felt that the scene in front of them suddenly opened up, and then they were stunned by what they saw.
Tang Xuan was also stunned, unconsciously holding his breath and looking at the huge castle in front of him in disbelief!
That’s right, it’s a castle!
The stone wall inside the hollowed-out mountain peak is inlaid with countless crystal objects that emit faint light. When these objects cover the entire stone wall, the light they emit illuminates the castle in the distance!
And this kind of light is light red, so it makes the castle you look at look a little creepy and weird.
"This Blood-clothed Marquis is so generous that he actually hollowed out the inside of a mountain to use it as his mausoleum!!!" Someone in the team let out a shocked sigh.
"Look over there!"
Someone shined a bright flashlight on the main part of the castle.
Everyone looked along the light and saw a city gate with a bat symbol there. Several tall soldier statues were built on both sides. The stone military flags with the bat family emblem were carved to look like they were fluttering in the wind, and there were silver chains one by one.
It seemed to be stained with blood and already rusty, but it was still tough and not broken.
Under the weak red light, it seemed that the cold silver iron was exuding something evil, and everything looked so gloomy.
This castle... looks a bit familiar!
Tang Xuan turned his head and looked at the suspension bridge leading to the castle, thinking, maybe this is the Blood Clothes Castle that appeared in the anime, right?
"Withered bones shine in silver armor, and the Blood-clothed Castle is captivated!"
An old scholar wearing glasses muttered this sentence, and then shouted: "Master Chen, this should be the Blood-clothed Castle. I seem to have seen descriptions of it in ancient books, and most of them are correct. I didn't expect it."
, the base camp of the Bloody Marquis was actually built inside the mountain. The ancients more than 2,000 years ago actually had this kind of construction technology. It is really a work of God!
