Since it is an empty palace, should we go in and take a look?" Baili Pangpang glanced into the main hall curiously.
"I'm afraid, we have to go in."
An Qingyu moved the vermilion door away from his hand, frowned and said, "This door seems to be locked from the outside and cannot be opened from the inside."
"Can't open it?"
Li Deyang glanced at the thin An Qingyu, and walked to the door with some disbelief. He pulled the door hard a few times and found that it was indeed motionless. He couldn't help but said in confusion: "It shouldn't be. When I just opened the door, it was quite easy."
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Cao Yuan sighed and slowly swept the light of his flashlight across the hall, "If you can't open the door, then go in and have a look and find other ways out."
The four of them stepped forward, observed their surroundings vigilantly, and began to move bit by bit into the hall.
The front end of the hall was empty, with nothing except a few thick giant pillars. It was not until entering the center of the hall that a giant gilded and carved throne appeared.
This throne is at least thirty meters high. Including the carved chair back, the overall height is almost more than seventy meters. If the roof of this hall were not high enough, this chair alone would probably break through the roof.
Baili Pangpang used the flashlight beam to look at the giant throne in front of him bit by bit, and couldn't help but say:
"Isn't this chair too big?"
"This is the seat of the ghosts and gods who guard this heavenly palace. It is normal for the ghosts and gods to be large in size. I guess the chair of Emperor Fengdu is bigger than this." Cao Yuan explained.
He turned around and saw An Qingyu lowering his head, as if thinking about something.
"What are you thinking about?" Cao Yuan walked to his side.
An Qingyu pushed up his glasses, "Do you still remember the blue-gray wall we saw when we came in?"
"remember."
"One thing, I don't quite understand." An Qingyu said thoughtfully, "If this is the legendary Fengdu, then why is there a wall built by the Han Dynasty outside Fengdu?"
When Cao Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.
"The existence of Fengdu must be older than the Han Dynasty. Since they built a wall outside, it means that someone in the Han Dynasty must have discovered the existence of Fengdu. At that time, it would have consumed a lot of manpower to build such a large city wall underground.
and materials, and the most important thing is that such a large project did not leave any traces in the history books..."
An Qingyu shook his head, "I don't understand why they would do this."
Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, "Could it be that a certain emperor reached some kind of contract with Fengdu in order to pursue eternal life?"
"It's possible, but if so, why build a wall?" An Qingyu asked doubtfully, "If the emperor wanted to ask for immortality, shouldn't he have to pay some tribute? Building a wall like that would look like
...as if I was afraid that something would escape from Fengdu."
"Run out..." Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, "Could it be some kind of 'mystery'? No, no, the 'mystery' should have appeared after the fog fell a hundred years ago. The time does not match up."
An Qingyu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Why do you think there is no 'mystery' before the fog comes?"
"If there was a 'mystery' before the fog came, and without the night watchman, Daxia would have been in chaos long ago." Cao Yuan said matter-of-factly.
An Qingyu gave him a thoughtful look, "But before the fog comes... we have gods."
Cao Yuan was stunned on the spot, with a look of shock in his eyes, "You mean, the 'mystery' may have existed before the fog came, and the reason why Daxia did not fall into turmoil is because there are gods in the dark.
Protection?"
An Qingyu nodded, "This is just my personal guess. After all, there is no evidence to show that there was a 'mysterious' existence before the fog came."
Cao Yuan glanced at this huge chair and sighed.
"Anyway, that city wall is indeed a bit strange...but the first priority is that we should find a way to leave first."
The four of them bypassed the seats and followed the side aisle directly to the back of the main hall. It was a wider space, but there were more furnishings here than in the front hall.
There was a bed, a table, and a black bookshelf filled with files. There were even some burned-out antiques in the corner.
"This is the bedroom?" Baili Pangpang asked suspiciously.
"...This is called the sleeping palace." Cao Yuan rolled his eyes, "If I guessed correctly, this should be the sleeping palace of ghosts and gods that guards this heavenly palace."
"Does God also want to sleep?"
"…"
Cao Yuan ignored Baili Pangpang's question and silently stepped forward to observe with a flashlight.
Although these furnishings look ordinary, from the perspective of gods, in the eyes of Cao Yuan and others, these furniture are all huge, especially the bed, which is almost as big as two football fields.
I want to search this room, but I don't know how long it will take.
Baili Pangpang was still thinking seriously about whether the gods should sleep alone. An Qingyu had already walked under the bookshelf and scanned the names of the files one by one with his flashlight.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a file.
A few threads shot out from his palms, and he shook the edge of the file, pulled it hard, and took it off the top of the bookshelf.
"What is this?" Li Deyang came over confused.
An Qingyu spread the file on the ground, glanced at the words on it quickly, and was slightly stunned.
He looked up at Cao Yuan, who was also walking over, and spoke slowly:
"I think I understand where that wall came from..."
…
Lin Qiye avoided the paper-man Yin soldiers along the way while quickly moving in the direction where the sound just came from.
Fortunately, Baili Pangpang and others have lured away most of the paper figures, and the journey has gone smoothly. Except for the cold wind blowing around, there is nothing unusual.
Although Lin Qiye couldn't see them, after the exchange with the owner of the house just now, he could already guess that the cold wind blowing from time to time was actually some ghosts that he couldn't see.
Soon, he saw the collapsed house in Baili Pangpang, which was also the direction from which the sound just came, but now the place was empty.
"In which direction did they go?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly and looked at the route he took, his eyes followed the road under his feet and extended into the distance...
There, black palaces stand majestically.
Is it a palace left by ghosts and gods?
Lin Qiye only hesitated for a moment, then walked towards those standing palaces. Judging from the route, Baili Pangpang and others must have entered one of the palaces.