The gate of the Spiritual Palace is very large. It looks like it is made of white jade. It is about three to four meters wide and six meters high. It is very impressive.
There are many strange human-faced birds flying in the clouds carved on the door.
The brass door roll on the door is a tiger head.
The entire door was covered with a thick layer of ice...the whole door was completely frozen.
In front of the gate, there is a tortoise stone tablet with no words on it.
Read it again.
"What a girl," the fat man couldn't help but praise.
Wu Xie shook his head, "To build such a spiritual palace in such a ghost place, I don't know how many lives were lost back then."
Ye Cheng glanced at the cliff next to him and nodded in agreement, "Damn it, it's a waste of people and money... It's great if this thing is built on flat ground. Standing here, I feel like I will fall at any time... It's really weird."
"
The three of them started talking to each other one by one.
Monk Hua smiled, ignored it, and took out his camera, clicking, clicking, clicking, taking pictures.
Ding Ze lit a cigarette, took a puff, walked to the door, and pretended to look at the strange bird with a human face carved on the door.
As an original author, he naturally knows that this thing is real and they will encounter it soon.
Watch and watch.
Pan Zi came over and asked Ding Ze in a low voice, "Master Ding, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with the pattern on the door?"
Ding Ze deliberately shook his head first, then nodded, "I can't really explain, I just feel strange...why are all these birds carved on the door?"
"Maybe that Wannu King likes birds." At this time, the fat man took a pry bar and strode to the door. He said with a smile, "Old Ding, what's the point of paying attention to this kind of thing? Come on, let's open the door."
As he spoke, the fat man made himself laugh, "Speaking of which, it's really interesting. When we robbed a tomb, we actually started from the front door and robbed inside... That Wannu King probably never dreamed of building a spiritual palace in such a place.
Once the place is found, the rest is so convenient."
The fat man said it all in one breath.
Ye Cheng was also amused.
"I think you two seem to be happy a little too early... Well, I have to retreat first, so as not to get involved with you two later," Ding Ze deliberately threatened, and then left the front door with a sigh.
See the situation.
The fat man was a little confused, "Damn it, old man, can you stop having that crow's mouth!"
Ye Chengdu panicked, "Boss Ding, in a place like this, you can't say such nonsense..."
"Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing." After having enough fun, Ding Ze decisively admitted his mistake, "You two continue."
Fatty and Ye Cheng looked at each other, said nothing more, and got busy.
soon.
Under the action of the pry bar, the ice cubes on the door shafts on both sides of the door cracked and exploded.
The two fat men did not leave any traces of ink, and in just a moment, they knocked almost all the ice off the rest of the door.
Got the ice cubes.
The two of them started working together, using all their strength to push the door open.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Creak, creak, creak.
With a slightly harsh sound, the heavy door was pushed open through a gap.
at once.
A puff of black smoke suddenly surged out.
Seeing the black smoke, Fatty and Ye Cheng immediately had a perfect tacit understanding, their bodies moved quickly, and they quickly retreated to the side.
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See the situation.
Monk Hua was happy, "Don't panic, that's not poisonous smoke, it's the paint stuck to the back of the door to prevent moisture... After so many years, the paint has turned into powder, and when the door is opened, it is affected by the airflow.
come out."
Hear the words.
The fat man covered his nose and mouth without daring to stop, and asked Monk Hua, "Are you sure?"
Monk Hua nodded, "Of course, I'm familiar with this thing, and look, I haven't been poisoned to death."
"Maybe your reaction is slow," the fat man replied, but he put down his hand, "Then wait for a while, wait for the smoke to dissipate, and then open the door again, which will also let the inside ventilate."
The spirit palace, which has not been opened in nearly a thousand years, needs no thought to know that the air inside must be very frightening.
Therefore, ventilation is very necessary.
Everyone didn't say much, they each found a place to rest when they needed to, and smoke when they needed to smoke.
Time passes quickly.
About twenty minutes later.
"It should be almost done," Pan Zi asked anxiously.
The fat man blew out a breath of smoke and did not reply immediately. Instead, he took out a candle from his backpack and gently threw it to Pan Zi, "Can you please go over and light the candle, put it inside and look at the fire."
Whether it changes color or whether it will burn out."
Pan Zi knew the principle and did not ask. Ma Liu did as he was told.
A few more minutes passed.
The candle was still burning fine and there was no problem.
The fat man just finished his cigarette and stamped out the cigarette butt, "Let's go!"
Everyone moved around in unison and soon arrived at the gate.
The fat man greeted Ye Cheng and then pushed him together.
After pushing for a while, the two of them stopped until they couldn't push anymore.
"It seems to be stuck. Let's leave it at that. Anyway, it's enough to pass," the fat man said after looking at the gap.
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Everyone remained silent, and all looked inside in unison... Several people, including Wu Xie, who had flashlights in their hands, looked inside as a matter of course.
Never thought about it.
The flashlight light didn't extend very far at all, as if it was swallowed up by the darkness inside.
Therefore, what everyone can see is very limited.
Facing this fact, Wu Xie frowned, a little worried, "There seems to be something weird here, why can't the light shine far..."
"It's probably some kind of special light-absorbing paint, don't worry about it, just go in and take a look," Ye Cheng couldn't wait to walk inside.
The fat man calmed down for a rare moment, and immediately stretched out his hand to stop Ye Cheng, "Don't worry, we are about to get rich, it's better to be cautious at this time."
As he said to Ye Cheng, the fat man turned to the oil bottle, "Brother, why don't you take a look and see if there is any mechanism inside?"
Menyouping didn't say anything. He only looked at the pattern on the door again. Then he reached out and touched the door. After being silent for a while, he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. Just follow me and don't make any sound."
After saying these words, Menyouping stepped forward, crossed the threshold, and walked in.
See the situation.
Everyone looked at each other, quickly picked up the guy, and followed him silently.
In the blink of an eye.
Everyone officially entered the main hall of the Spiritual Palace.
Only seen.
On both sides of the spiritual path of the main hall, there is a row of large stone pillars. Each of these pillars is about five meters long, extending into the darkness in front where the flashlight light cannot illuminate.
In the middle of the stone pillars, there are quite large lamp slaves that are completely black.
After the lamp slave, there is a deep darkness.
Wu Xie took a flashlight and took a look.
When the light passes the line between the stone pillar and the lamp slave, it seems to be cut off, unable to cross the line at all.
With this fact before his eyes, Wu Xie's brows couldn't help but frown.