Just as Huangpu Gang finished hammering, there was a "click" sound in the cave, and the rock wall in front of Qin Feng slowly moved to both sides.
A moment later, a gate about three meters high and two meters wide appeared in front of Qin Feng. A strong light shot out from the gate, illuminating the entire cave.
"Master Qin Feng, we are here!" Huangpu Gang walked to the door first and said in a loud voice: "Grandpa, I have invited Master Qin Feng..."
"You are such a big man, and you are still making noises, and you don't know how to make people laugh!" An old voice sounded from inside the door, and then four or five figures appeared on the inside of the door.
"The old man's surname is Huangpu. He was given an invincible name back then, but his real name has been forgotten. Welcome, little friend, to our Tomb of the Living Dead!"
The old man at the head bowed his hand to Qin Feng. Although his face was calm, there was still a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he looked at Qin Feng carefully.
The old man who spoke was very tall, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and unusually fair skin. He looked like he was only in his early sixties at first glance, but his eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see into people's hearts.
There is a kind of transcendent self-confidence in Huangpu Wudi. He said that he was called Huangpu Wudi, which actually gave Qin Feng a natural feeling, without any abruptness.
"Why is it called the Tomb of the Living Dead?" Qin Feng was not afraid of the stage and walked into the door. Just after he entered, the door slowly closed behind him.
"With such a group of shady people living there, it is naturally called the Tomb of the Living Dead."
The old man smiled mockingly, pointed to the four or five old people behind him, and said, "We have lived here for seventy or eighty years. Look, what is the difference between us and the living dead?"
Hearing what the old man said, Qin Feng suddenly discovered that the faces and skin colors of the people in front of him were all white and a little unusual. If they didn't have oriental faces, Qin Feng might have thought that they were white people.
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"A few of them were able to stick here after the country was destroyed. They are all loyal people!"
Seeing the appearance of these old people, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh. They had endured here for so many years, and all they wanted was to one day regain the Qin Dynasty. If nothing else, this spirit was worthy of Qin Feng's admiration.
Hearing Qin Feng's words, the eyes of several old people lit up. They stood up straight and raised their right hands to their chests. They sang:
"Jiujiao Lao Qin
Restore my rivers and mountains
Don't bleed dry
There will be no truce until the end!”
Although it was only the voices of four or five people, the sorrow and heroism conveyed in the singing seemed to be able to transport people into the battlefield of the golden and iron horses.
"There is Da Qin in the west
The sun is rising
A century of national hatred
It’s hard to calm down the sea…”
Following the singing of these four or five old people, another sound came from everywhere, and more than a dozen figures surrounded them from all sides. Each one was wearing a white robe, and their skin and expression were the same as the four or five old people before.
No two.
The unique Qin opera singing made Qin Feng feel sour in his heart. Who would have known that deep underground, there would be such a group of people whose mission is to restore the royal family of Great Qin?
"The second commander of the Great Qin Palace Guards, Huangpu Wudi, has met Young Master Qin Feng..."
After the singing stopped, the old man at the head took a step forward, clasped his fists with both hands, and saluted Qin Feng. Those behind him also shouted loudly: "I have seen Mr. Qin Feng..."
The cave echoed with the voices of everyone. The expressions on these people's faces were either doubtful or excited, but there was no doubt that their eyes were flashing with excitement.
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work!" Qin Feng bowed to everyone and saluted. Regardless of whether he was really a descendant of the royal family, the spirit of these people moved him very much.
"I can't stand the words of a young master!"
The old man quickly turned sideways to let go of Qin Feng's salute. After Qin Feng straightened up, he said: "This place is too small. Please come to the front hall to talk!"
"Is it still small here?"
After hearing what the old man said, Qin Feng couldn't help but be startled. The space behind the door was very open, covering thirty or forty square meters. It was filled with all kinds of furniture, and there was even a layer of carpet on the ground.
"This is your first time here, sir. Let me introduce this place to you." The old man smiled and walked in front. Qin Feng shook his head and could only follow.
"Sir, this is the front hall, where the Lord handles official business." Accompanied by a group of people, Qin Feng walked through a cave more than ten meters long and came to another space.
This place is obviously much larger than the previous place. The height alone is more than 30 meters, and the length is more than 100 meters.
The entire space was built with fine jade stone railings. The layout was similar to the place where Qin Feng had seen the emperor's early court. At the highest point was a throne carved from white jade.
"This should be a natural cave, which was later transformed..."
After Qin Feng looked at the space carefully, he frowned and asked: "Mr. Huangpu, these jade and wood cannot be transported in from the bottom of the water, right? Is there somewhere else to enter and exit this space?"
Although this cave was only renovated, the project is still very huge. Not to mention other things, the few huge pillars that are tens of meters high cannot be transported in from the bottom of the lake.
"Young Master is very knowledgeable. There are indeed other places to enter and exit here."
Huangpu Wudi nodded and said: "But that place was closed seventy or eighty years ago. Now if you want to get in and out of here, you can only go underwater..."
"Why do you want to close the exit next to it?" Qin Feng asked puzzledly.
"I'll explain these to the young master later."
Huangpu Wudi shook his head with a smile and said: "This front hall is just a part of the underground palace. After I take the young master for a walk, we can sit down and talk..."
"Okay, I'd like to hear the details!" Qin Feng nodded, everyone had already arrived at this place, and he was not in a hurry.
"Sir, this is the middle hall of the underground palace. It is where my king handles military affairs..." After looking at the front hall, Huangpu Wudi led Qin Feng to another hall.
The area of the middle hall is smaller than that of the front hall. In the middle of the main hall, there are several sand tables used for war deductions, which are very beautifully made. There are also beds for resting next to them.
Perhaps because he was afraid that the damp wood here would rot easily, all the chairs and beds that Qin Feng saw were carved from jade, and the workmanship was very complicated and delicate.
"Master Qin Feng, this place is used to store weapons and food..."
While walking back, Huangpu Wudi introduced Qin Feng to the situation in the underground palace.
In addition to the front hall and the middle hall, there are dozens of rooms in this underground palace. In addition to being used for storing supplies, there are also some places for the palace ladies and guards to rest.
The apse at the back is divided into six places. This is because the emperor cannot have only one concubine. Each place is a magnificent palace, and the materials used are extremely sophisticated.
Even though thousands of years have passed, those jade and gemstone accessories still exude the aura of jewels, and the ground is spotless. It is obvious that someone is cleaning it every day.
Every place in Huangpu Wudi was introduced in great detail. After Qin Feng saw the entire underground palace, more than two hours had passed. What surprised Qin Feng was that Zhang Hu and others still hadn't come in.
"The people of the Qin Dynasty really liked building underground palaces!"
Thinking of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses of the Qin Dynasty that he had seen, Qin Feng couldn't help but mutter in his heart that although there were no terracotta warriors in this place, it was far more magnificent than the underground buildings of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses.
"Mr. Huangpu, I wonder if my two disciples have come in?"
After returning to the middle hall, Qin Feng couldn't help but ask. He was a little worried that Zhang Hu and Jin Xuan would not be able to pass through the water area covered with aquatic plants.
"The two of them were taken to other places. Young Master will see them in a while!"
Huangpu Wudi smiled, pointed to a table of dishes placed in the middle of the hall and said: "Young Master has been on his way early in the morning, so he must be hungry, right? I have prepared wine and food here, please enjoy..."
"Huh? Is it time to start verifying your identity?"
After hearing Huangpu Wudi's words, Qin Feng suddenly understood in his heart that the other party had always called him Young Master instead of Lord, probably because he had not yet determined his identity.
"Okay, I really feel a little hungry." Qin Feng laughed, and when he was about to sit at the table, his brows wrinkled.
The white marble table was about two meters in diameter, with many dishes placed on it, but there was only one chair in front of Qin Feng surrounding the table. It seemed that those people did not want to eat with him.
"Mr. Huangpu, move some more chairs and sit down and eat together!"
Qin Feng was not afraid that the food would be tampered with, but with so many people watching him eating alone, Qin Feng would probably taste the food no matter how delicious it was.
"Young Master, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. We can just serve you and eat."
Huangpu Wudi shook his head, reached for the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass and drank it directly, then picked up a few bites of vegetables with chopsticks and put them into his mouth.
"I didn't mean that."
Seeing Huangpu Wudi's actions, Qin Feng said in a dumbfounded voice: "If I couldn't trust you, I wouldn't come here. It's just that I'm not used to being served and eaten. You all should sit down!"
Qin Feng's words warmed the hearts of those around him. It seemed that their future master was not a cold-hearted person, but everyone still shook their heads.
"Young master, after you finish eating, give us a reward so that we can eat again!" Huangpu Wudi said.
"What if I order you to sit down and eat?"
Qin Feng's face tightened, then he suddenly smiled and said: "I have a jug of good wine here, and I want to give it to you. You all should sit down!"
Qin Feng knew that talking normally to these loyal people would not work. Perhaps only a commanding tone could make them act according to his own wishes.
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