Feng Yu couldn't escape when he saw this. Lu Guangcheng was capable of using any means. He was really a smiling tiger who killed people without blood. He did one thing before others and another behind him.
If Feng Er was here, how could Lu Guangcheng dare to do this?
Feng Yu put the increasingly poisoned Mingyi on the ground. He stood up and frowned at Lu Guangcheng and Dalei. He didn't want to go down, but he knew he had to go down.
"Uncle Lu, if that's the case, then I'll go down there, but there's one thing I hope Uncle Lu can keep his word with."
"What's the matter? My eldest nephew?" Lu Guangcheng asked with a smile.
"If I fail to come up, please take brother Mingyi out."
Lu Guangcheng looked at the half-dead Mingyi on the ground and asked, "If you can't come back, why should I take a dead man out?"
Lu Guangcheng paused and then said: "Come on, I'm just going to take him out. You can get out as soon as possible."
Feng Yu took a rope and put it on the iron rope, and was about to go down. At this time, Zhang Manyue, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.
"I'll go down with you."
Feng Yu didn't expect that Zhang Manyue would join him, but he saw Zhang Manyue got up and jumped directly onto the iron rope. He didn't even need the rope and went directly to the bottom. Looking at this familiar posture, Feng Yu thought to himself, could this place be your home?
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Feng Yu kept going down along the rope. After about twenty or thirty meters, he entered the hazy mist. Feng Yu held a torch in one hand and the rope was wrapped around his feet. The downward speed was very slow. Feng Yu could clearly feel it.
Yes, there is a lot of moisture in this fog.
On the way here, Feng Yu saw the existence of an underground river here. If the snake was entangled to drink water, it was the water from the underground river.
The formation of the fog above was largely due to the moisture in the groundwater. Feng Yu went down on the iron rope for another twenty or thirty meters. The iron rope became rusty due to the moisture in the air, but it was still strong and firm.
Zhang Manyue's figure was nowhere to be seen, and Feng Yu had never seen her. This girl was really like wind and ice.
After descending for dozens of meters, Feng Yu saw the underground. The mountain walls were built and cut by man, and the iron cables were extended to a depth of a hundred meters underground. The purpose was unknown. Feng Yu began to build the tomb of the Emperor of Guide City.
The scale is surprising. If you look at it this way, most of the ground is hollowed out.
What kind of person could have such financial resources and strength?
Zhang Manyue was already waiting for Feng Yu underground. She was holding a fire fold, half-kneeling on the ground, and carrying a cloth-wrapped sword behind her. She was checking the surroundings. She seemed to be an expert, but Feng Yu felt that
That sword is really good.
The environment below is still dark, and it is difficult to illuminate much with the torch in Feng Yu's hand, but one thing is certain, this place is the so-called Imperial Tomb of Guide City.
What the iron cables pull from above is a suspension bridge. The iron cables on the bridge are connected from the mountain wall and hang across the road.
This was the first time that Feng Yu went to the grave alone, so she was a little nervous. Although Zhang Manyue was there, she did not exchange more than three sentences with Feng Yu.
Zhang Manyue didn't say much to Feng Yu. After seeing him come down and walk forward, the suspension bridge suspended by iron cables led to another place in the darkness. Many parts of the suspension bridge had rotted and deteriorated, but the iron cables were unbreakable.
Before Feng Yu could take a closer look at the situation, Zhang Manyue walked onto the suspension bridge and disappeared in front of him.
"You walk slower and wait for me."
Feng Yu was a little timid and a little panicked. He had thousands of reluctances in his heart, but there was only one way. His second uncle and Zhang Xiuxian must have gone that way. Feng Yu took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and climbed onto the suspension bridge.
While walking on the bridge, I heard the sound of gurgling water coming from below. It must be an underground river. When I looked down, it was still extremely dark. I could only hear the sound but couldn't see anything.
Feng Yu followed Zhang Manyue carefully, fearing that Zhang Manyue would throw him away. Although Zhang Manyue had a cold temperament, in a place like this, a living thing is better than a dead thing, and this living thing is still a thigh. What do you think of Feng Yu?
Do you dare to lose Yu?
Feng Yu's study of mountain viewing skills was only on paper, but judging from the place where he came down and the suspension bridge, the underground river is most likely the moat of Guide City. Half of the mountain underground was dug out to transform an underground underground river.
The river is a moat, I believe it will not be difficult.
There are many places on the suspension bridge where it is impossible to walk on. You have to grab the iron ropes on the side to cross over. The entire suspension bridge is hung on the left and right by eight arm-thick iron ropes. Feng Yu came down from one of them. I wonder if various people designed this layout of the imperial mausoleum.
, dug mountains and built caves in the deep valley, and used the Feng Shui pattern to make the place become like snakes and flying dragons. It was just a coincidence that such a perfect Feng Shui place was set up. The Daro Mountain God who was in the valley expressed the most
Good explanation.
Although Feng Yu is young, his temperament is more like that of Feng Qing, and he is used to thinking about problems from many aspects. No matter which royal family of the Yuan Dynasty is buried in Guide City, he must be a fat and oily bucket.
Just as she was thinking about this, Zhang Manyue in front of her suddenly stopped. She stared ahead and stood motionless in the suspension bridge.
"What, what's wrong?" Feng Yu asked when he saw this.
"Shh..."
Zhang Manyue pointed to the front and told Feng Yu not to speak.
Feng Yu observed it for a while. Not knowing why, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Miss Man Yue, what happened? What's ahead?"
"There is something ahead." Zhang Manyue replied calmly.
"What? Something? What thing? Miss Man Yue, don't scare me."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Manyue immediately turned around and said to Feng Yu: "Quick, go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the suspension bridge began to shake violently. I don't know what was shaking on the other end. The movement was so large that it seemed to turn the suspension bridge over.
Feng Yu wanted to go back but couldn't stop the violent shaking and couldn't walk. A humanoid monster appeared in the darkness on the other side of the suspension bridge, like a rotting corpse.
Generally speaking, the mutations of corpses in ancient tombs are caused by two situations. One is caused by tomb robbers, and the other is caused by the pattern in the ancient tomb. However, Feng Yu's current situation is obviously neither of the two. How can he encounter it when he comes down?
The truth behind Zongzi?
In order to buy Feng Yu time, Zhang Manyue took three steps in a row, stepped on the iron rope, and kicked the corpse rice dumpling with both feet.
The situation changed in an instant. Feng Yu turned around and ran back, but he couldn't take a step at all. He couldn't even take half a step. Looking at the other side, Zhang Manyue was blocking Zongzi's progress on the swinging suspension bridge. Both of them
It's really incomparable.
Finally, the violent shaking caused Feng Yu to lose his balance completely. He tried to hold on to the iron chain on the suspension bridge, but the chain still broke free.
Feng Yu fell. Although he knew that there was an underground river underneath and at least he would not be killed, Feng Yu still didn't want to fall.
Until the last moment before entering the water, Feng Yu was still thinking, could it be that his uncle and Zhang Xiuxian made this big rice dumpling?
