After a night of repairs, Wang Xu and Ye Zhiqiu set out at nine o'clock the next day.
"You said this is the entrance to the underground palace, but where is the entrance? Why didn't you see it?"
Standing on the corridor outside the water pavilion, Ye Zhiqiu looked above and below, but did not find the entrance for a while.
"Move back!"
After hearing Wang Xu's words, Ye Zhiqiu took two steps back and stood on the plank road five meters away from the water pavilion.
Wang Xu took a deep breath, grabbed forward with both hands, and shouted: "Dragon Captor!"
The dragon-capturing hand can pick up objects from afar. The deeper the skill, the heavier the objects it can grab.
The water pavilion shook violently, and there was a crisp crackling sound. The entire pavilion, including the wooden boards, was scratched to pieces by Wang Xu from the air.
"Wow, if you grab a girl, wouldn't your clothes be torn off?" Ye Zhiqiu stood aside and looked at her in amazement.
Wang Xu suddenly turned his head and glared at her. He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and defended: "I'm just kidding, how could capable people like us do such despicable things!"
"Huh!" Wang Xu snorted without saying anything, looking at where the water pavilion originally existed.
When you first see it, without the water pavilion as a shield, there is a Tai Chi altar soaked in the water where the water pavilion used to be.
The altar is not big, about one meter in diameter, and there are still traces of cleaning on the moss covering the surface.
"This is it!" A smile appeared on Wang Xu's face. It was normal that the moss on the Tai Chi diagram had been cleaned. After all, Jiang Tianchen had been here half a year ago.
"Brother Wang, this altar is the entrance, but it is soaked in water, how do we get in?"
Ye Zhiqiu squatted on the plank road and took two strokes from the lake.
Wang Xu looked around and saw that the entrance to King Yan's tomb was in the water. If he opened the entrance rashly, the lake water would pour in.
It shouldn't be. It's very rare for a cemetery to be built in a lake. Could it be that the people who built the mausoleum at that time wanted to build a water tomb and were not afraid of the lake water pouring back and their bodies being soaked.
"Normally, the water level is not this high. There was a heavy rain yesterday, and the lake water surged a lot."
There were voices coming from behind. Wang Xu looked back and found that it was Ning Caichen.
Ning Caichen was not carrying a book basket today. He was wearing a scholar's robe and looked heroic. He said: "This is what Xiaoqian asked me to tell you. She also asked me to say thank you. It's strange why she wants to thank you.
Woolen cloth?"
Wang Xu did not answer, but nodded to show that he understood.
It is very simple for Xiaoqian to thank them. These female ghosts in Lanruo Temple are all under the control of Grandma Shu.
They destroyed Grandma Shu and allowed these female ghosts to be reincarnated. Naturally, they were kind to these female ghosts, but Wang Xu didn't like to explain anything, and he didn't want to waste time with Ning Caichen.
"If you want the lake water to recede, it won't be possible in just a few days. Leave it to me. My mountain-moving skills are very useful here."
Ye Zhiqiu stood up, took out a spiritual talisman from his waist bag, put his palms together and held the talisman in his hand, and said: "Ba Ni Mani Coax, Wind, Fire and Thunder Soldiers!"
Rumble
Following the sound of the incantation, the lake water around the altar began to roll, as if someone had set up a barrier. With the altar as the center, all the lake water with a radius of five meters receded, revealing the surface of the altar.
"Kachacha"
The sun shines on the surface of the altar. After the water pressure is lost, the yin and yang fish pattern on the altar automatically rotates and separates a downward passage.
“What a masterpiece!”
Wang Xu secretly praised that the person who originally designed the mausoleum must be a skilled craftsman, even considering that the altar would be flooded.
However, now is not the time to think about these things, it is still important to enter the cemetery.
"Let's go in." Wang Xu made a leap, landed firmly on the edge of the altar, and walked down the downward stone steps.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't waste any time, he also flew up, landed on the altar across a distance of four to five meters, and followed Wang Xu.
Ning Caichen originally wanted to follow him and have a look. After all, people are curious.
But after measuring the distance, he had to give up the idea. He didn't have the ability to jump four or five meters.
Huhuhu
Entering the underground palace, as the air flows in, the brazier in the passage automatically lights up.
Ye Zhiqiu sniffed his nose, stretched out his hand to pull Wang Xu, and handed over a talisman: "I don't know how long it has been since the underground palace was opened. There might be methane gas down there. I have a dust-proof talisman. You won't be afraid if you stick it on me."
It’s swampy.”
"No need." Wang Xu is a broken level warrior and has practiced Turtle Breathing Technique. He can hold his breath for several hours and be fine.
What's more, his ring contains an iron-blooded armor and a mask that comes with the armor, which can automatically filter toxic gases.
If it weren't for these means, he would be stupid and go down regardless. You must know that no matter ancient or modern times, there are many people who have been suffocated to death in cellars, let alone this kind of underground tomb.
"You don't need me to use it." Ye Zhiqiu rolled up the magic talisman and threw it into his mouth without saying a word. He ate it with joy, as if he was eating jelly beans again.
Wang Xu looked at it and shook his head secretly. This guy is really a bad guy. No wonder he is full of tricks in the movie.
Don't say anything and continue walking down, following the downward stone steps without stopping.
After walking about twenty or thirty meters, the front suddenly opened up and a wide hall appeared.
The hall is magnificent and magnificent, surrounded by golden pillars supporting the roof. There are also murals on the roof, depicting images of immortals preaching and the emperor's herdsmen.
After passing the golden pillars, the big cauldron, and the screen, Wang Xu quickly arrived at the Dragon Platform.
This main hall was built according to formal imperial specifications. The dragon platform is 33 centimeters high, which indicates that the son of destiny will step on the 33rd heaven.
Around the dragon platform, there are even more carvings of dragons and phoenixes. The carvings are all real dragons and phoenixes. The dragons and phoenixes are in auspiciousness and guard the dragon chair on the head, instead of the dragons and green luan used in the prince's style.
"According to records, King Yan was the fourth son of Taizu of the previous dynasty. He inherited the position of King Yan and guarded the boundaries of Fuzhou. Judging from the layout of the tombs, this King Yan, who was called Prince Gong, was not a lonely person.
"If you didn't satisfy your desire to be an emperor during your lifetime, do you want to become a ghost emperor after your death?"
After glancing at the layout of the mausoleum, which was far beyond what King Yan could enjoy, Wang Xu secretly shook his head.
Before, he saw the mausoleum placed in the water and thought that the previous dynasty respected the virtue of water, so King Yan buried himself in the lake.
Looking at it now, in addition to the influence of Shui De, I am afraid it also means that the tomb is not easy to be found, so as to avoid disaster.
After all, King Yan had never been an emperor. If the emperor knew that King Yan was in his own territory and built an imperial tomb for himself, which would be a taboo for his lord, his family would be confiscated and his family would be exterminated.
"This King of Yan is so bold. He built himself a mausoleum that is almost as good as that of the emperor." Ye Zhiqiu looked here and there, and finally focused on the dragon throne, saying: "No, I have to go up there to enjoy it."
, This is a dragon chair, if you don’t sit down now, there will be no hope in this life.”
"do not go!"
Wang Xu grabbed Ye Zhiqiu, shook his head and said: "The tomb of King Yan was built by skilled craftsmen. The Dragon Platform is the most important place here after the coffin. I dare say there are 100% mechanisms on it."
"How do you know?" Ye Zhiqiu asked in disbelief.
"Because if there are tomb robbers coming in, their thoughts will be the same as yours. Who doesn't want to sit on the Dragon Throne and have a good time?" Although Wang Xu was just guessing, he was sure that sitting on the Dragon Throne rashly would be dangerous.
If you don't commit suicide, you won't die. Since you have a bad premonition, why bother trying the law yourself?
"Okay, I'll believe you just once."
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the dragon chair with reluctance and sighed: "Dragon chair, dragon chair, it seems that I am not lucky enough to sit on you."
Wang Xu ignored the weird Ye Zhiqiu and continued walking along the passage behind the screen.
This underground palace seems to be built according to a real royal palace. If the first hall is the Jinluan Hall, the halls below should be the Zhonghe Hall and Baohe Hall.
Sure enough, when I walked to the second hall and took a look, it was really these two places.
Similarly, Wang Xu walked along the two halls to the left and right. On the left is the west, where there are Wuying Hall, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Arsenal.
To the right is the east, where there are Wenhua Hall, Wenyuan Pavilion and Shangsiyuan.
Wang Xu was overjoyed when he saw that the layout of the underground palace was basically modeled after the imperial palace, but on a smaller scale.
He likes nothing else, because since the layout is the same, the functions of each place should also be the same.
For example, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is responsible for the money, food and treasures in the palace, while the arsenal stores the secrets of the palace's martial arts and magic weapons.
The previous dynasty was called Dayuan, and it was a struggle for power among the horseback tribes in the north. Wang Xu was not interested in gold, silver and jewelry, but the martial arts secrets collected by King Yan must have included the two systems of the grassland and the Central Plains. If these secrets really exist