The point-headed hammer was working, and the Sun brothers kept picking me up. The bluestone was not sharp and hard. In a day, it took a few hours in total after several people worked hard.

The cow nose groove was punched out, and the rope was put on the crooked needle and put on the rope as before.

"I shouted and tried hard. This thing is much smaller and should be done at once." Sun Laosan took the lead in pulling up the rope, and we three also picked up the rope.

Taking a deep breath, his voice was very low.

“Three Two.”

"one!"

The rope was straightened instantly, and the direction we used was on the left.

"A boom," the sound of Jishi falling to the ground inside was loudly.

Sun Laosan’s prediction was correct. With the first experience, we found the right solution this time and succeeded.

According to the principle of caution, Sun Laosan first lit a white candle in the crack of the door, which was to test the oxygen content in the space inside.

The candle stood on the ground, the flames were burning and the light was shining. I didn't feel the wind, but the flames of the candle were pouring to the side.

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"No problem, third brother." I asked in a low voice.

He waved his hand and signaled to observe for two more minutes.

After a few minutes, the candle burned the same as before, and did not suddenly become smaller, which means that the oxygen content inside is quite stable.

"Pay attention to your feet," he explained, and we worked together to push open the two stone gates.

The temperature inside the second door is very low, and people can feel it as soon as they come in. Although they are all wearing thick clothes, they still feel cold, and the white air they exhaled is very obvious.

"I'm so cold, the temperature outside is about ten degrees," a mole kept rubbing his hands.

Sun Laosan also felt strange and heard him say, "The temperature on Feiyue Mountain is quite constant. I didn't expect it to be so strange here, I don't understand it."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about the third brother. No one is a geologist. Let's explore the way first," said Boss Sun.

"Second brother and third brother, look up quickly," I suddenly found something while I was turning on the flashlight.

There are still many brightly colored murals left in the southwest corner of the stone wall.

"The murals do not seem to be a Western Zhou style mural." Sun Laosan looked up and illuminated the murals with a flashlight. His expression was incredible.

"Not the Western Zhou Dynasty? What does it mean?" I looked at it again.

On the stone wall, the overall color of these murals is mainly black and red, with a large number of them. They are not counted as places that have not been seen, and there are almost all places illuminated by flashlights.

The theme pictures of the murals are very diverse and strange.

There are men dressed in ancient times with hats, women with breasts exposed, and children tied to wood heads down. There is a pure white coffin in the center of this pattern, and many people in ragged clothes are around.

Kneeling on the ground, looking like he was worshiping the white coffin. The whole mural style has a bit of the cult worship.

The reason why Sun Laosan took a look and said that the mural might not be from the Western Zhou Dynasty was because of the mineral pigment of the mural itself. According to common sense, this mineral red did not appear in the early Western Zhou Dynasty. This mineral red became popular later.

The Warring States Period Chu land.

It doesn’t make sense that the tombs from the Western Zhou Dynasty are not murals from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Also, whose white coffin is on the mural?

So far, I haven't seen a decent burial object yet. Yao Yumen concluded that this was a national underground palace with a higher specification than Mawangdui. She also speculated that there were national cultural relics in it that could not be moved.

But where is the thing?

"Sir, come!" A mole suddenly shouted.

Several people hurried over to see.

I saw another strange mural in the northwest corner of the stone wall.

After seeing the contents on the mural clearly, everyone's faces turned pale!

What I see is.

Among the murals where the pigments are some shedding, there are three men and one woman. The murals are vivid, two men are in their forties, women are in their thirties, and the last man is obviously much younger.

In the mural, these modern people are holding flashlights and gathering together, shining on a white coffin!

I looked behind me in horror. There was nothing white coffin behind.

The four people on this mural clearly painted our group

"Brother Sansan," my voice trembled a little.

"Bang!" Sun Laosan suddenly slapped himself hard.

"Impossible, Impossible, I must be dazzled," he turned his head and looked at a mole with a pale face. "Xiaohong What are you seeing?"

A mole trembled and said, "I saw the four of us, and a monster with horns on its head."

"The monster with horns on the head?" I rubbed my eyes hard, "No, how about the monster with horns on the head? What I clearly saw was a white coffin!"

Sun Laosan took a deep breath and said, "What I saw was the four of us surrounding two poisonous snakes that were entangled with each other."

Boss Sun also shook his head, "I am different from yours. What I see is a child squatting on the ground and crying."

After talking, the few people looked at each other and saw incredible things in each other's eyes.

A strange mural.

Four people looked at it at the same time, and they saw four different patterns

I saw a coffin, a monster with horns on my head that I saw, Sun Laosan saw two poisonous snakes tangled together, and Sun Laosan saw a child crying with his head.

Sun Laosan had seen many evil things before, but the situation of painting four scenes in front of him was obviously beyond his cognition.

At present, the only reasonable explanation we can get is hallucination. We may have hallucinations at the same time.

"What's wrong, sit down and don't leave first," Sun Laosan asked us to sit down.

After thinking for a few minutes, Sun Laosan took out a small round iron box from his backpack. The iron box was not big, it was made of old white copper, and there was no pattern trademark on it.

He unscrewed the iron box and carefully poured a little yellow powder into the palm of his hand.

This yellow powder smells pungent and has a realgar taste, but the taste is heavier than realgar.

Sun Laosan asked us to stretch out our right hand, and he poured us a little in the palm of our hands.

He raised his hand and leaned against the tip of his nose. Sun Laosan said, "Inhale in with his nose in one breath."

He took the lead.

"Ah Yeh!"

"Damn it, it's so strong," he sucked his nose twice in a row, shaking his head hard.

The moment I sucked this thing, I felt my head suddenly cool. This thing was very refreshing, much stronger than cool oil and flower dew, and it was not on the same level at all.

After sucking this yellow powder, several people looked closely.

There are no crying children on the murals, no monsters or poisonous snakes with horns on their heads. Now, the patterns we see are the same.

There are only some ancient people dressed in alternative styles on the murals, and there are no animals or coffins.

"Damn it, fortunately, I was more careful before coming and found someone from Dao to buy some soul-awakening medicine."

After saying this, Sun Laosan stood up straight, and turned his head to look at the place he had just walked.

"The scent of Nan is the scent of Nana just now. This is also an ancient method of anti-tomb robbery. It was prepared by the witchcraft alchemists at that time."

"The group of people from the south who came in should have hallucinations like us, which led to their killing of each other."

"Fortunately I prepared well, and we discovered it too early."

After saying that, Sun Laosan looked up at the murals.

"At five minutes late, we don't know how we die."
Chapter completed!