"Wait, this is..."
The Partridge Whistle glanced at the key first and felt that the style was indescribably weird.
But he has been to Zhelong Mountain and seen the short dragon-tiger staff fished out of the crimson blood jade coffin in Insect Valley, which was later proved to be the key to the ancient bronze box. From this point of view, maybe it is The key to opening the arched tomb door behind you.
So without hesitation, he changed his hand and picked up the ancient book in the box.
Using the faint light from the side, I gently shook off the dust on the book, and a few ink words came into view instantly.
"The Map of Marquis Wu's Hidden Soldiers?!"
Hear these words.
The people around him were immediately moved.
The four eyes faced each other, their expressions full of surprise and confusion.
“What?”
"Marquis Wu hides his troops? Could this be the catalog that guides Kong Ming's tomb?"
Yang Fang grinned, his pupils dilated. His favorite thing to do since he was a child was to sneak in secretly while his master was not paying attention. I went to teahouses and taverns in the county town to listen to storytellers giving lectures.
Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, folk gossip, and rivers and lakes anecdotes.
Of course he knew that Wuhou was referring to Zhuge Liang, and where he was buried, like Cao Cao's Seventy-Two Suspicious Tombs, had been a secret that no one could decipher for thousands of years.
Historical books only record that Liang died in Wuzhangyuan.
As for folk rumors, there are countless.
The most widely circulated theory is that before Zhuge Liang died, he gave a secret order to place the remains in a coffin, tie it with four hemp ropes, and then hand it over to four soldiers to carry the coffin. The place where the rope breaks is the place where the bones are buried.
In addition, the four people were loyal to the prime minister, so after they were buried, they each committed suicide and were buried with them.
Since then, Wuhou’s tomb has become an unsolved case, and no one knows where it is hidden.
But now, a map of Hou Wu’s hidden troops appeared in this mysterious wooden box. It was difficult not to remind Yang Fang of the location of Wu Hou’s tomb.
"What are you thinking about?"
"The Picture of Marquis Wu's Hidden Soldiers, the word "bing" does not refer to soldiers or tombs, but a set of weapons used to kill people on the battlefield."
Hear this.
Chen Yulou, who had already walked forward at some point, could not help but shake his head and smile.
Others don’t know the map of Hou Wu’s hidden troops, but he knows it clearly.
After all, it is also one of the must-get treasures on this trip.
Seeing everyone's eyes falling on him, he did not hesitate and continued to explain.
“In later generations, some people used pins in ancient mountain tombs as anti-theft mechanisms, ranging from more than a dozen crossbows and hidden arrows to thousands of wooden army and ghost figurines. According to ancient legend, once triggered, Then the machine will instill and reciprocate There are dozens of hidden weapons hidden in them, such as sword slaves, night dragons, fire-fighters, hobs, poisonous smoke, quicksand, and crossbows. "
The door. The six wooden dragon beehives above are actually bows, crossbows and hidden arrows.
As for the wooden army ghost figurines and the quicksand sword slaves, the black shadows on the underground urn city that day when they descended from Pingshan Mountain were actually ghost figurines.
"So, this is a sales tool atlas?"
Yang Fang frowned, with a hint of disappointment in his tone.
He also thought that if it were the tomb of Marquis Wu, it would really become famous all over the world.
“What do you think?”
Chen Yulou shrugged.
This boy really has his eyes set high above his head. This book is definitely a top treasure in the book sales industry. If it reaches Li Shuguo's ears, he will probably go crazy.
After all, a family heirloom of Zhang Yajiu's weapon manual has benefited more than ten generations of the Li family, and even entered the emperor's temple for a time.
Hearing this, Yang Fang just smiled. It was not that he underestimated the map, but that it seemed that it was so solemn and untrue.
Looking past the ancient book, he looked at the key in the box, "Is this for opening the door?"
"You will know if you try it."
The old foreigner was also quite curious.
It is definitely not that simple to put it together with the map of Wu Hou’s Hidden Soldiers.
Except for the boat coffin, the only thing in the tomb below him was the arch door embedded in the stone wall of the gable. He had looked at it before and found that the stone door was seamless and there was no trace of any gaps in the door leaves.
If it wasn't for opening the door, he really couldn't think of the purpose of hiding a key in the coffin?
“It’s done!”
This was what Yang Fang was waiting for.
Where could I still hesitate at this moment? I immediately picked up the key and walked quickly towards the arch.
As soon as he got closer, before he had time to look for the keyhole, he saw Feng Sibei, who had been silent since the fight, raised the dust in his hand and pointed at a spot on the stone door.
Yang Fang was startled at first, but did not dare to delay, and followed the direction he pointed to the door to look.
By the flickering firelight around.
He clearly saw a hole hidden under the shadow on the door.
It’s about the size of your thumb.
The water stains on the arch, coupled with the dust, make it easy to overlook it if you don’t look carefully.
Seeing this, Yang Fang's eyes suddenly lit up. He took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart. Then he held the key and carefully pointed it at the keyhole. He inserted it gently and heard a crisp sound. , the horn brass key entered the hole without any hindrance.
Yang Fang looked even more excited. Tried turning it clockwise.
"Click!"
The next moment.
The sound amplifier inside the door suddenly opened up loudly, like lifting a bow and pulling a string, and the buzzing sound continued.
I noticed such a strange change.
The faces of the group instantly became solemn, and Yang Fang took a few steps back without hesitation, then opened the diamond umbrella in a flash, and the others moved closer to the stone walls on both sides.
The six destroyed wooden dragons at the top of the arch were still hanging in the air. Although the fire in the dragon's eyes was extinguished, their eyes seemed to still be secretly spying on the outsiders who broke into this place.
Finally, the buzzing inside the door turned into a dull loud noise.
The originally integrated arch also had a gap in it, and then it was as if a pair of invisible hands slowly pushed the stone door in from the outside.
In the rumbling sound, dust dispersed, and the two door leaves opened straight inward.
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"Old foreigner."
The partridge whistle turned sideways and quickly glanced behind the door, but apart from the howling wind, there was only endless darkness. He could not see anything clearly, so he subconsciously took a picture. The old foreigner in front of his lower body.
The two senior brothers have known each other for ten or twenty years and already have an unimaginable tacit understanding.
The old foreigner immediately understood. He took out two fireworks from his backpack and knocked them lightly on the ground. The iron sheet wrapping the bamboo tube fell off instantly. At the same time, there was a chirping sound, and the phosphorus fire buried in the bamboo tube met As soon as the wind started burning, he didn't hesitate, half-crouched on the ground, and threw the fireworks forward vigorously.
The bamboo tube crossed the threshold and rolled forward with a thud.
Two blazing flames shot into the sky.
Dispel the darkness in one fell swoop.
Everyone also took this opportunity to see clearly the scene behind the door.
It is a long, narrow and deep tunnel. There are still obvious traces of drilling on the rock wall. The surrounding area is gloomy. The air is so humid that it is almost dripping with water. You can also vaguely see the stone wall covered with unknown things. The famous green moss.
The tunnel is crooked and leads deep into the mountain.
"What the hell is this place?"
When the old foreigner threw fireworks to disperse the darkness, Yang Fang had already stuck his head out from behind the diamond umbrella, and looked at it for a moment, only to feel that inside the tunnel Unspeakably eerie.
It seems like there is something hiding in the darkness.
Chilling.
The only good news is that the silence behind the door is as quiet as death, and there is no sign of a crossbow, a hidden arrow, or a quicksand sword slave buried there.
"Shopkeeper, I'm here to explore the way."
Kunlun, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to ask for help.
"I'll do it." After finishing his words, Yang Fangfang patted the umbrella leaf under him, "With it here, at least you don't have to worry about being unable to guard against hidden arrows."
Kunlun Shake Shaking his head, "You just took a trip. Take a good rest to recover. If you can't do it anymore, lend me your umbrella."
"Alright."
Seeing the trend, Yang Fang no longer persisted.
After all, Kunlun can actually be regarded as his master, the leader on the road of practice. During the time he followed him to practice Qixing Heng, he knew his strength better than anyone else.
When the diamond umbrella is handed into his hands, it is absolutely foolproof.
After taking the Vajra Umbrella, Kunlun did not hesitate and hung a wind lantern on his shoulder. Then he strode across the threshold and walked towards the depths of the tunnel step by step.
Chen Yulou followed closely behind, and the rest of the people did the same.
Once you enter the tunnel.
The whistling Yin Qi rushed towards my face instantly, mixed with an indescribable smell of gloom and decay.
Kunlun frowned, his figure was very firm, the fire broke through the fog, like a guiding light, and before long, the group walked through the long tunnel and reached the end.
The tunnel bends, and a cave appears in front of you.
I don't know how large it is.
The light cannot shine through at all.
I could only vaguely see the outline of a mountain standing not far away. He raised his hand back to signal everyone to stop. He took the fireworks handed over by the old foreigner and lit them. Throw it over.
The fireworks streaked through the air with their tail flames, and landed accurately in front of the rocky mountain.
Rolled on the ground a few times.
Finally it stopped among a pile of rocks.
Fires soared into the sky.
A stone monument as tall as two people is reflected.
The base of the stone tablet is carried by a crocodile, with its head held high, and it is vivid, somewhat similar to Wu Yi.
However, no one in the group of people gathered outside the cave door at this moment cared whether it was Bixi, Wuyi, or even Jiaotu, they just stared at the stone tablet flickered by the firelight.
There were several ancient seal characters carved on it.
"Lingxing Hall of Earth Immortal Tomb?" (End of Chapter)