Chen Xuan also followed Hui Neng's example and walked over and slapped Hu Jianjun and Yao Beibei, and He Qing patted her on the shoulder. The three people quickly woke up and looked as confused as the two monks.
Hu Jianjun and Yao Beibei still had a somewhat unnatural look on their faces.
"What's going on?" Hu Jianjun looked at Chen Xuan and several monks who suddenly appeared here.
Huineng said expressionlessly: "Several donors, you have been bewitched. I suspect that Zhuangzi must be hiding something."
His words made the two junior brothers and Hu Jianjun shiver. They couldn't help but look around. They only saw pale walls, dilapidated earthen houses and darkness everywhere. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
things.
"Master monk, don't scare us. In modern society, who would be so superstitious, except temples like you who want to make money." Hu Jianjun bravely spoke.
Hearing this, Hui Neng frowned and said, "Donor, please speak with dignity."
Being told that Luyun Temple relies on superstition to defraud money is a serious verbal attack.
Hu Jianjun's heart skipped a beat when Hui Neng looked at him so coldly. He couldn't afford to offend such a tall and strong monk.
"Yao Beibei, let's go back." Hu Jianjun took Yao Beibei's hand without any scruples and walked toward the earthen house where he lived, ignoring He Qing.
Huineng said to his two junior brothers: "Go back with me. You don't need to keep vigil tonight. I will keep vigil for the rest of the night."
The two junior brothers nodded quickly. Even if they were given a few more courages, they would not dare to keep vigil.
"Senior He Qing, let's go back too." Chen Xuan smiled and said comfortingly to He Qing, who was still in shock.
He Qing nodded gratefully. She just came out to explain something. She didn't know what happened at all, but she didn't dare to ask deeply. She didn't dare to think deeply about the words that were enchanted.
Several people returned to their respective earthen houses. Monk Huineng stood guard at the door, majestic and tall, like a door god.
Chen Xuan also returned to the car and continued to rest with his eyes closed. Next to him, the rich man Ma Hui was sleeping soundly.
The second half of the night passed without incident, and nothing happened again.
At dawn, Wu Xie asked several young people from the institute to get up. He couldn't wait to enter the general's tomb again.
Master Du'e and his disciples also got up early, which was obviously a habit; Huineng stayed up for half the night and was still in high spirits.
When Chen Xuan heard the noise, he opened his eyes and saw Wu Xie and Du E coming out. He also took a picture of Ma Hui next to him.
Ma Hui glanced at Chen Xuan sleepily, and instantly woke up completely. He smiled and said, "Good morning, Master Chen."
"Get ready to enter the ancient tomb." Chen Xuan said calmly.
Ma Hui nodded in agreement, asked several bodyguards to take out food and eat together, then put on their equipment and prepared to set off.
Since he entered the General's Tomb yesterday and did not encounter any danger, Wu Xie invited Master Du'e and others and only distributed some simple tools, flashlights, etc.
Master Du'e asked a few disciples to stay at Niujiazhuang. Anyway, they had to perform rituals for three days and three nights. Those disciples who couldn't make it today can just go visit tomorrow.
After all, exploring ancient tombs is not something that can be completed in one day. I believe that 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 reached the cave entrance ten minutes faster this time. Walking into the cave, everyone was no longer as nervous as yesterday.
Master Du'e looked calm, but several of his young disciples were quite excited. Only Huineng remained expressionless.
Soon he came to the stone tomb door again. According to the code he cracked last night, Wu Xie carefully pressed the relief points one by one, and then stepped back.
There was a sound of clicking gears, and the tomb door slowly opened. Hu Jianjun and other young people in the institute couldn't help but cheer.
Suppressing his excitement, Wu Xie said cautiously: "Come in with me, be careful and don't touch anything in the tomb."
Everyone followed him into the ancient tomb, and Chen Xuan, who was at the back, also walked in slowly. The moment he entered the tomb door, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something behind him, staring at them secretly.
Looking back, there was only a dark rock wall. Even if I turned on my clairvoyance, I couldn't see anything extra.
Chen Xuan was secretly on guard. He felt that the visibility of his clairvoyant eyes here was much lower than outside. Even if it was a wall in the tomb, he could not see through it.
Just as they all entered the general's tomb, a thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked out of the other two caves at Sanchakou. He was wearing a dirty and old black monk's robe. He said with a conspiratorial smile: "It's really breaking through the iron."
The shoes were nowhere to be found, and it took no effort to get them. 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 weird laughter sounded, pairs of blood-red eyes appeared in the two caves.
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After passing through a corridor about five meters long, Chen Xuan and everyone entered the main chamber of the general's tomb.
Wu Xie took a quick look and found that this ancient tomb was a typical tomb of a noble of the Tang Dynasty. The place they were currently in was the Underworld Palace, and various underworld utensils were placed according to the layout of the main hall of the tomb owner's home.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw various valuable ceramics, jades, calligraphy and paintings and other antiques. These are treasures worth thousands of gold!
Wu Xie was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. He walked to one of the pot-shaped porcelains, took out a magnifying glass and looked at it, looking intoxicated.
Hu Jianjun and other young people from the institute also looked excited, and each walked to look at the antiques one by one.
Master Du'e recited Amitabha and sighed: "It seems that this general of the Tang Dynasty has a rich treasure."
Ma Hui quickly put on a smile and lowered his voice: "Zhenren Chen, are there any so-called magic weapons among the antiques here?"
"No." Chen Xuan shook his head, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
Of course, he and Ma Hui came here not just for excitement. Only real magic weapons were attractive to him.
Hearing Chen Xuan's negative answer, Ma Hui seemed to wilt, and said dullly: "Master Chen, it seems that our trip this time was in vain."
"Let's take a look first." Chen Xuan said noncommittally.
In addition to the Hades Hall, the tombs of nobles must also have sleeping halls and side halls, which are used to place the tomb owner's coffin and burial objects respectively. There may be good things in them.
After Chen Xuan came in, he found that the tomb was not equipped with the mechanisms found in ordinary ancient tombs.
He vaguely felt that it was not simple. This general's tomb was probably designed by an expert and implied the formations in the world of cultivation. Therefore, he was still looking forward to whether there would be so-called magic weapons.
