Chen Xuan also learned from Huineng and walked over and slapped Hu Jianjun and Yao Beibei, and slapped He Qing on the shoulder. The three of them quickly woke up, their expressions as confused as the two monks.
Hu Jianjun and Yao Beibei also had a little unnatural look on their faces.
"What's going on?" Hu Jianjun looked at Chen Xuan, and several monks all suddenly appeared here.
Huineng said expressionlessly: "Several donors, you have been hit by the magic trick. I suspect that this farm must be hiding something."
His words made both junior brothers and Hu Jianjun shudder. He couldn't help but look around, only seeing the pale walls, the dilapidated houses and the ubiquitous darkness. There was nothing else except that.
Things.
"Monkey, don't scare us. In modern society, who is so superstitious, except for you temples who want to make money." Hu Jianjun plucked up his courage.
When Huineng heard this, he frowned and said, "Donor, please respect yourself when you speak."
It was said that Luyun Temple relied on superstition to cheat money, which was a very serious verbal attack.
Hu Jianjun's heart suddenly hopped when he was so coldly when Huineng saw it. He couldn't afford to offend such a tall monk.
"Yao Beibei, let's go back." Hu Jianjun took Yao Beibei's hand without any scruples and walked towards the earthen house where he lived, without caring about He Qing.
Huineng said to his two junior brothers: "You go back with me, you won't have to watch the night tonight, I'll stay in the middle of the night."
The two junior brothers nodded quickly, and now they only give them a few more courage and dare not watch the night.
"Senior Sister He Qing, let's go back too." Chen Xuan smiled at He Qing, who was still in shock, and said comfortably.
He Qing nodded gratefully. She just came out to explain it. She had no idea what had happened at all, but she didn't dare to ask in depth. She didn't dare to think deeply about what was being witch-like words.
Several people returned to their respective earthen houses, and Monk Huineng was guarding the door, majestic and tall, like a door god.
Chen Xuan also returned to the car and continued to close his eyes and rest. Ma Hui, the rich man next to him, slept tremendously.
In the second half of the night, nothing happened again.
As soon as the sky was dawn, Wu Xie asked several young people from the institute to get up. He could not wait to enter the general's tomb again.
Master Du'er and his disciples also got up very early, which was obviously a habit; Huineng stayed in the middle of the night and was still energetic.
When Chen Xuan heard the movement, he opened his eyes and saw Wu Xie and Du Er and others coming out, he also took pictures of Ma Hui next to him.
Ma Hui looked at Chen Xuan sleepily, and instantly woke up completely, laughing with her, "My Lord Chen, it's so early."
"Prepare to enter the ancient tomb." Chen Xuan said lightly.
Ma Hui nodded and asked several bodyguards to take out the food and eat it together, then put on equipment and prepare to leave.
Since I visited the general's tomb once yesterday and encountered no danger, Wu Xie invited Master Du'er and others to distribute some simple tools, flashlights, etc.
Master Du'er asked several disciples to stay in Niujiazhuang. Anyway, they had to do three days and three nights of rituals. If the disciples who could not go there today, they would just go and visit them tomorrow.
After all, exploration of ancient tombs is not something that can be completed in one day. I believe this place will soon be established as a major archaeological project, and Wu Xie is just a pioneer.
After everyone was ready, Wu Xie took the lead and walked towards the general's tomb.
I walked through it yesterday, and this time I arrived at the entrance of the cave for ten minutes. When I walked into the cave, everyone was no longer as nervous as yesterday.
Master Du'er looked calm, but his young disciples were quite excited, only Huineng still had a expressionless face.
Soon, he came to the stone tomb door again. According to the password cracked last night, Wu Xie carefully pressed the relief points one by one, and then retreated.
The sound of gear rotation sounded, and the tomb door slowly opened, and the young people in the institute such as Hu Jianjun couldn't help but cheer.
Repressing his excitement, Wu Xie said cautiously: "Come in with me, be careful and don't touch anything in the tomb."
Everyone walked into the ancient tomb with him, and Chen Xuan at the end also walked in slowly. The moment he entered the tomb door, he suddenly felt something seemed to be behind him staring at them in secret.
Looking back, there was only the dark rock wall. Even if you opened the perspective eye, you could not see any extra things.
Chen Xuan was secretly alert. He felt that his perspective eyes had much lower visibility here than outside. Even a wall in the tomb could not see through.
Just as they all entered the general's tomb, two other caves at the Sanchakou walked out of it, a thin man with a sharp-mouthed and monkey cheeks, wearing a dirty and old black Taoist robe, smiled sinisterly: "It's really a trampling on the iron."
I searched my shoes without any effort, but I didn’t expect that there would be archaeological experts to help me crack the password to open the tomb door, hehe, hehe..."
As his strange laughter sounded, pairs of blood-red eyes appeared in the two caves.
...
After passing through a corridor about five meters long, Chen Xuan and everyone entered the general's tomb owner's room.
When Wu Xie saw that this ancient tomb was a very typical Tang Dynasty noble tomb. They were currently in the Nether Hall. According to the main hall of the tomb owner's house during his lifetime, various Nether objects were placed.
When everyone saw various valuable antiques such as ceramics, jade, calligraphy and paintings, their eyes lit up. These are all good treasures worth a thousand gold!
Wu Xie was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He walked to one of the pot-shaped porcelains, took out the magnifying glass to watch, and looked intoxicated.
Hu Jianjun and other young people in the institute were also excited and walked towards the antiques to enjoy them.
Master Due said with a sigh: "It seems that this Tang Dynasty general has a lot of hiding."
Ma Hui quickly smiled and lowered his voice and said, "Zhengren Chen, are there any so-called magical tools in the antiques here?"
"No." Chen Xuan shook his head, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
Of course, he came with Ma Hui this time, not just to find excitement. Only real magic weapons are attractive to him.
Hearing Chen Xuan's negative answer, Ma Hui seemed to be depressed and said in vain: "Zhen Chen, it seems that we have been in vain this time."
"Let's take a look first." Chen Xuan said without comment.
In addition to the Nether Hall, there must be sleeping halls and side halls, which are used to place the tomb owner's coffin and burial objects, and maybe there are good things in it.
Since Chen Xuan came in, he found that the tomb did not have any mechanisms in the ordinary ancient tombs.
He vaguely felt that it was not simple. This general's tomb was probably designed by an expert and implying the formation in the world of cultivation. Therefore, he was still a little looking forward to whether the so-called magic weapon would appear.