One after another, they grasped the rope of the flying tiger claw and slowly moved upward.
It didn't take long.
As the four people climbed into the passage leading to the upper tomb chamber, and after entering, they all turned on their flashlights one after another...
The scene in the passage gradually and completely appeared in the field of vision of the four people.
Only seen.
This channel is made entirely of white quartzite, with no other materials used at all.
The overall white color is a bit oozing and weird.
On the circular stone wall of the passage, there are murals one after another, and the colors are still very bright after two thousand years.
The murals are very exquisite, both the characters and the scenery are lifelike and extremely realistic.
The figures in the painting are all almost in proportion to ordinary people, and all have a pair of crystal eyes, gazing down, as if staring at an angry god at the entrance of the passage.
Ding Ze stared at the eyes of these glaring gods for a moment. Although he knew that these glaring gods would not do anything, he still felt a little irritated. He couldn't help it and cursed, "Damn it, these people in the painting are...
The eyes are really a bit evil."
The fat man just behind Ding Ze nodded in agreement when he heard this, "It is indeed evil, it feels like their eyes are staring at us!"
Ding Ze: "Well, Mr. Xian Wang is just doing these messy things. Stop looking at it and let's go."
With that said, Ding Ze raised his feet.
The three fat men followed one after another.
Walked for about a minute.
Just like the original plot, the fat man couldn't bear to be stared at by the eyes in the painting, and he said again, "Damn it, Old Ding, why do these eyes seem to follow us? Could they be someone's?"
Plant a mechanism!"
Ding Ze shook his head, "It's not a mechanism. These eyes are made of three layers of crystal. The crystal refracts your sight, causing you to think they are looking at you... This is an illusion, don't panic."
Fatty: "Is it an illusion? No, I have to test it, otherwise I will feel terrible."
As the fat man said this, he took out the engineering shovel from his backpack, dug out a few crystal eyes, and began to study them by himself.
After studying for a few seconds, the fat man cursed in displeasure, "You damn old man Xian Wang, you are trying to scare me with such a little trick!"
Ding Ze heard this and smiled, "Fat man, stop shouting. Be careful of making Mr. Xian Wang anxious. He will come directly to you."
Fatty: "It's okay. You're in front of me anyway. If I want to look for it, I'll look for you first."
Ding Ze: "????"
"Fat man, based on what you said, if Mr. Xianwang comes to trouble you later, I will pretend that I didn't see anything."
Fatty: "Uh (⊙o⊙)...Old Ding, we are brothers..."
The fat man chirped in a low voice.
Ding Ze didn't say anything else, he just walked up the winding stone steps one step at a time.
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[Your ancestor] in the live broadcast room.
Watching Ding Ze and the others getting closer and closer to the real tomb of Mr. Xian Wang...
The audience of idiots became restless.
"The exciting moment is coming soon! Those who are eating in the live broadcast room, stop eating! Those who are taking a shower, stop washing! Those who are using the bathroom, pin it on, and those who are exercising, pull it out... In short
, no matter what you are doing, stop immediately, find a place where you can feel safe immediately, and stay well!! Otherwise, you will definitely regret it after a while!"
"????"
"The sand sculpture upstairs, eating, bathing and bathroom, let alone... pull it out, are you serious?"
"Haha, I'm absolutely serious. I'm doing this for your health. Do you want to be so scared that you will be useless as a hero in the future?"
"What the hell, there is no place for a hero... Absolute! You are really a talent. If your Chinese teacher hadn't died, he would have been furious with you when he saw this sentence! If he had died, he would have been furious.
survived!"
"(*^▽^*)"
"..."
The crowd of spectators were chattering and restless.
The live broadcast room was once again very lively.
Along with this excitement.
Swish swish swish.
All kinds of gifts, large and small, are flowing in an endless stream, floating on the interface of the live broadcast room, and the picture is quite spectacular.
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In the passage.
Ding Ze suddenly stopped when he saw the white quartzite wall at the end of the passage about two meters in front and the 'portrait' of a woman on the wall.
Immediately, because this section of the passage was already quite spacious, the fat man who was walking side by side with Ding Ze, as well as Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang, who were still walking behind them for safety reasons, stopped together.
Come down.
As soon as he stopped, the fat man immediately made a sound and asked doubtfully, "Old Ding, what's wrong? Isn't it the end yet?"
"Something's wrong," Ding Ze heard and replied. At the same time, he moved the flashlight in his hand and focused the light on the portrait of the woman on the wall in front of him.
"The woman in the mural in front is probably the only woman among all the murals around this passage."
"Also, have you noticed? The wall where the woman's portrait is is already at the end of this passage, but there is no tomb door on the wall."
"When something goes wrong, there must be a monster."
"I'll go over and take a look first. Fatty, you three, please follow us slowly. There might be some mechanism in the last section of the road."
Hear the words.
The fat man blinked and said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "Old Ding, that should be the portrait of Xian Wang's wife."
"If so, his wife doesn't look very beautiful. She only has this picture. It's normal..."
Ding Ze did not let the fat man finish his words, but decisively interrupted the fat man's words: "...Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Xian Wang wants to become an immortal. There is no reason for Mr. Xian Wang to appear in these murals.
Wife, be serious and don’t make any more noise, I’m sure there’s something wrong with that portrait of a woman!”
As soon as these words came out.
The fat man said nothing more and silently picked up the submachine gun.
Behind them, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang also behaved the same way.
Ding Ze glanced at the three of them and said nothing. He picked up the black gold dagger and raised his foot upwards again. This time he walked much slower.
At this moment, to be honest, he was indeed a little nervous.
because.
The woman in the wall is really difficult to deal with.
After all, all things considered...
First of all, the woman must have jumped out of the wall, otherwise the four of them would not be able to enter the tomb.
Secondly, he couldn't kill the woman as soon as she jumped out of the wall... If he did that, there would be a high probability that the corpse moths in the woman's body would explode on the spot... By then, the three fat men would
I'm afraid they will all die immediately.
Therefore, all he could do was to let the woman roll down the passage as in the original plot, and then, before the woman exploded and corpse moths spewed out, he grabbed time and used all the gasoline in the backpacks of the four people.
Try to kill all the corpse moths with fire...
'As long as there are no unexpected surprises, it shouldn't be a big problem.'