"Come."

After waking up, Lin Shuhang hooked his fingers at Da Huang Ya. Da Huang Ya quickly turned his head and saw Old Lin's fist covered with yellow calluses quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.

Bang!

Knock it over with one punch.

Before Lin Shuhang could relieve his anger, he jumped up and sat on top of him, punching and kicking him.

Although the folk customs in the Qin Dynasty were tough, the craftsmen of the First Emperor's Mausoleum were already accustomed to being beaten by the supervisors on weekdays. Even the toughest and toughest people had to change after staying here for three to five years.

Become obedient people.

The younger fellow next to him looked trembling with fear. He didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to come and persuade him.

The other craftsmen looked like they were watching the fun, but they just turned their heads quietly out of habit and had no intention of meddling in other people's business.

After all, in normal times, if you dare to stare when the supervisor is whipping someone, you will inevitably be whipped together.

Dahuang Ya was beaten inexplicably, and he instinctively held his head while screaming and wailing: "Why? Why did you hit me?"

"Shut up!"

After a few punches and kicks, Lin Shuhang felt completely refreshed.

"I just want to beat you up, don't worry about it." He stood up and exhaled, then adjusted his smile before pulling him up, and patted the dust on his body: "Phew! I feel much better now.

Thanks."

Lin Shuhang's body has entered the category of 'strong', and his fists and kicks are still quite heavy. When the big yellow tooth was pulled up, he was still grinning in pain, but his eyes were full of confusion.

"Hit me for no reason and told me not to care." He muttered a few words and seemed to finally come to his senses: "You kid, don't think I can't beat you. If you hadn't seen that you are my brother-in-law, I would..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a confused smile on Lin Shuhang's face.

Dahuangya couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and swallowed the rest of his words back into his stomach.

...Why haven't you noticed this guy is so scary when he smiles before?

Lin Shuhang was in a good mood when he looked at Da Huang Ya who finally calmed down and closed his mouth.

This time we finally got off to a good start.

After sorting out the available things around him, including the hammer and nails, Lin Shuhang went straight into the depths.

The passage of the tomb was deeper than he imagined. He had previously thought that a few hundred meters was pretty good. After all, according to modern scientific exploration, the main body of the underground palace of the First Emperor's Mausoleum was only a little over two hundred meters wide.

Unexpectedly, he went deeper and deeper. It was not the end yet, but let alone a few hundred meters, it felt like it was even more than several miles long. He had already seized the time to trot all the way over, and it actually took him more than ten minutes.

Moreover, the slope of the entire passage is not low, and it is at an angle of about twenty degrees with the entrance of the tomb outside. The further you go in, the hotter and thinner the air becomes.

Lin Shuhang was amazed.

If this is true, then the entrance to the passage is probably no longer within Lishan Mountain, but should be near Zhengjiazhuang in X city, or even further away. No wonder modern experts can't find the north-south direction.

the entrance of the passage.

Because the entrance to this passage is not in Lishan Mountain at all...

As the tomb passage deepens, the width on both sides of the passage is also continuously reduced, and the narrowest point is only about seven or eight meters wide.

When the slope of the passage gradually leveled off, Lin Shuhang knew that it should have reached a position parallel to the main body of the Imperial Tomb Underground Palace, about forty or fifty meters deep underground.

And based on what we saw along the way, the number of craftsmen at work far exceeded Lin Shuhang's imagination.

The previous visual estimate of three to four thousand was obviously not accurate, and could even be said to be too few. It felt like it could be at least four or five times higher, reaching more than ten thousand or even twenty thousand people.

However, the craftsmen were busy with their own tasks, and no one paid attention to him.

When I reached the deepest part of the tomb passage, I suddenly saw two military officials wearing fish scale armor, with shawls on their shoulders, and flower knots tied on their chests, in front of the huge Xianmen passage, with expressionless faces.

Guarding the outside of Naxian Gate.

Lin Shuhang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were Qin army guards inside, and looking at their clothes, they were obviously high-ranking military officials, at least at the level of military princes who commanded a thousand people.

Although there is no precise time calculation, there should be only a few minutes left before falling to Xianmen. These two senior military officials have no intention of leaving at all. They don't know whether they were abandoned here by their superiors or whether they stayed here voluntarily.

Buried with.

But no matter which one it is, such a high-level military officer must have amazing martial arts skills, and there are two of them, which will definitely be much more difficult than Xiao Wu.

Pretending to be looking for someone, he walked closer and was quietly observing.

At this moment, the tomb tunnel shook slightly, like an earthquake, and a roaring sound was heard.

The craftsmen around were startled and stopped what they were doing, and then they heard loud noises and screams outside the tomb, accompanied by rumbling footsteps and screams: "The Gate of Luoxian is here!

They want to bury us alive here, run, everyone rush out together!"

All the craftsmen panicked at this time. Without even thinking, they threw away the tools in their hands and rushed out without noticing that the Xianmen on the side was also slowly falling.

No time to think about it.

But just now I took the opportunity to observe the two military officers. The man on the right had a firm gaze, while the man on the left seemed to be in a trance.

Lin Shuhang took courage and rushed towards the military officer on the left side of the nearest Xian Gate.

"Two adults, the gate is closed outside. Run quickly! Otherwise, we will all die here!"

In fact, a commotion started outside, but the two military officials remained motionless and expressionless. Lin Shuhang already knew that he had encountered the most troublesome kind.

These two people knew about the sealing of the cave a long time ago. They voluntarily stayed here to be buried with them. If you rely on words to escape, you won't be able to sway them at all, so you can only force it.

The completely opposite reaction from other craftsmen also made the two military officials notice him.

Being able to sneak into the position of a senior military officer in the Qin army requires more than just the military merit of heroic killing of the enemy. After all, if you get the enemy's head, you will be rewarded with a title rather than an official position.

Therefore, let alone a military commander like him who is a commander of thousands, even if he is just a small or even a small commander, who is not a wise man with countless friends?

Although the nervous and anxious expression on the craftsman's face when he saw him rushing over was very real, the little greed and small thoughts in his eyes could not be hidden from the military officer's discerning eyes.

There are many people in this world who would risk their lives for the sake of glory and wealth. After all, it is only at times like this that such a little person who thinks he is smart has the opportunity to curry favor with him by relying on a little so-called "show of loyalty".

There was no expression on the officer's face.

As early as when he was chosen by lot to be buried with him, all his ambitions and ambitions had already vanished.

The underground palace needs senior military officials to guard it. His Majesty's orders cannot be disobeyed, and the drawing of lots by all senior military officials is fair. It is his bad luck that he can only die here.

However, he has done enough killings in his life, and maybe the lottery he won was God's punishment for him.

So in the last moment of his life, he just wanted to stand here quietly and wait for the Xianmen to fall, and recall his virtuous wife and lovely children at home, instead of being violent and getting his hands stained with blood again.

As for such unscrupulous people, they will run away with a little scare.

The military officer said coldly: "Get out of here, this way is not..."

But before the word 'tong' could be uttered, the officer's expression suddenly changed, and he instinctively reached for the sword at his waist.

But the craftsman's action was too crisp. Together with the forward movement, he had already rushed to the nearby place without any hesitation.

What's more important is that the military officer's previous passive mood of waiting for death and his misjudgment of the unruly civilian finally made his reaction a little slower.

Kong had amazing martial arts skills, but in the blink of an eye, the thick sharp nail was stabbed directly through his neck.

The soldier only felt a gurgling sound of blood bubbling in his throat, and the big copper nail seemed to have just hit his spine, making his whole body stiff at this moment, and he was unable to even make the last instinctive counterattack.

Before he fell straight down, the military officer still had a look of complete disbelief in his eyes.
Chapter completed!