Chapter 284 Footprints
In this violent current, everyone had no room to resist and was swept along the direction of the current.
This feeling of leaving life and death to fate is simply terrible.
About five or six minutes later, Hu Ming felt that the spiral water around him disappeared, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
At a glance, they were in a wide pool made of white marble, with a wide view.
This is the ear chamber arrived.
Everyone climbed up to the edge of the pool panting, and they all collapsed on the ground and gasped.
The experience of this trip is impressive and unforgettable.
Turn off the highly focused diving light and replace it with an ordinary searchlight. Only then did the divergent halo of light illuminate the ear chamber.
On the top of the tomb is a map of fifty stars, and there is a stone door next to it that connects the corridor.
The walls of the tomb are sealed with white plaster, and some beautiful pictures can be seen on them.
Unfortunately, it has been eroded by water vapor over time and has become a mess, making it difficult to distinguish the contents above.
“I said, Uncle Ming, could you say hello before you do something like this next time?”
“At that moment, I thought we were all dead. , I have to stay in this damn place to feed the fish.”
Tearing off the diving goggles, Wu Xie couldn’t help complaining after taking a breath.
To be honest, Hu Ming was really frightened when he suddenly touched his mechanism and was sucked into the secret passage.
For a moment, he really almost despaired.
“Didn’t I give you your third uncle’s notebook? It all contains instructions on how to enter the undersea tomb. What’s more surprising?”
Hu Ming decisively ignored everyone. A resentful expression.
Just kidding, hasn’t this already brought them in?
You can't. You know that there are no good things at the end of the tomb passage, but only big troubles, so you still want to go there and find out what's going on?
What's so good about that thing?
It's just for excitement. That's not how it works.
“.”
The resentful expression on Wu Xie’s face froze.
Indeed, Hu Ming did say this.
However, no matter how he thought about it, he always felt a little aggrieved.
At this time, Hu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Xie's psychological changes. After checking that Yin Nanfeng's body was fine, Hu Ming had already taken out a small instrument from his backpack.
This is an instrument used to detect air quality!
Times are developing, science and technology are advancing, and some ancient methods of back-fighting have been eliminated. For example, now they don't need animals or flames to test air quality.
"Okay, the air quality is pretty good. It seems to be because of the running water."
Looking at the reading, Hu Ming nodded with satisfaction.
Although, three waves of people have entered this tomb, theoretically there will be no problem.
But in the tomb, you should be careful. If something unexpected happens, you won’t have room to cry.
Beside one wall of the tomb are rows of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty that were used for burials. The number is about a hundred. There are even several extremely valuable large blue and white Yunlong porcelain urns.
These are not the important points. The important point is the footprints next to the porcelain and up to the entrance of the corridor.
In addition to the relatively new footprints probably left by Wu Sansheng, there is also a string of small footprints.
That size, a simple guess, the owner must not be more than three years old!
I saw the footprints of a three-year-old child in the undersea tomb. Hu Ming does not need to explain too much. , everyone’s expressions became ugly.
In particular, the three-year-old's footprints had a layer of yellowish waxy substance on them, which was corpse wax.
Others had a good start, but this time they had a bad start, which was not a good sign.
Anyone who knows a little bit about rice dumplings knows that the smaller they are, the more dangerous they are.
It is said that the king of hell is easy to mess with and the kid is difficult to deal with. This is also true in the back-fighting business.
Three-year-old Zongzi. Wu Xie and Fatty’s faces turned dark immediately.
Looking along the footprints, the line of sight extends to the back of a large porcelain vat of Huayunlong in the corner of the tomb.
Looking closer, there is a rotten wooden box the size of a violin behind the porcelain jar.
That thing is a double-phoenix baby coffin, a kind of coffin specially prepared for premature children in ancient times.
The coffin lid is half open, and the contents inside have long since disappeared.
“Looking at the specifications of this coffin, you know there must be a lot of good things in this child...”
"It's a pity that I don't know where the body is. Otherwise, if I press it a few times, I might be able to press out a few beads."
The fat man looked carefully inside and outside several times, and sighed sadly. .
Hearing this, the knowledgeable people nodded regretfully.
In ancient times, children who died young or were buried with them always had a lot of things in their coffins, and most of them were carried with them.
Especially in the bellies of children buried with them, there are often antiseptic beads. Nowadays, they are priceless things.
Although the little zongzi is fierce, once you encounter it, you can definitely make a lot of money.
Actually, if you don’t mind it being filthy, this double phoenix-carved baby coffin can be sold for a good price if you find a suitable buyer.
"Uncle Ming, every time you go to the tomb, you will encounter these ghosts, right?"
"I heard you old people from the four sects and nine sects say that when you go to the tomb, Encountering Zongzi also depends on your character. "
"If you have good character, you may not encounter Zongzi ten times, but if you are unlucky, you may encounter that kind of evil every time. Things…”
Is it possible that Hu Ming was born with that kind of lucky existence?
However, after glancing at Wu Xie, Hu Ming felt somewhat comforted.
There is such a sentence specifically used to describe Wu Xie's unlucky nature.
When the evil emperor opens his coffin, his body will definitely be raised!
Tsk, listen! This word must be used well!
Bang!
At this moment, the large blue and white cloud dragon porcelain jar suddenly fell to the ground out of thin air.
(End of this chapter)