Ding Ze shook his head, "You've got to the key point... There's something wrong with this spiritual palace."
"Huh?" Wu Xie was even more confused.
The fat man had a voice at this time, "I feel the same way...what kind of Broken Soul Palace is this? It's very luxurious, but there's nothing valuable in it."
"You can't say that all the money was used to build a house."
Wu Xie was speechless for a while, looked at the fat man with contempt, ignored it, and asked Ding Ze again, "Brother Ding, insect-scented jade is used to attract insects. You said there is insect-scented jade here, then..."
Ding Ze understood what Wu Xie meant and nodded, "That's why I said that the thing in the middle of the jade platform is probably some kind of exaggeratedly large insect... If this is the case, this insect must have descendants...
"
"Coupled with the existence of Chong Xiangyu..."
"I think either this spiritual palace was not built for a certain person, but for this kind of bug."
"Either, there must be an absolutely fatal trap here... This trap is most likely related to bugs."
Words enter the air.
Wu Xie's mouth moved, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he was speechless for a moment.
The fat man couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and looked around, "Then what should we do now? There is no turning back... How about lighting all those lamp slaves and lighting up this place, so that we can face each other directly?"
Hearing this, Ding Ze couldn't help but have a bad taste. Ma Liu nodded and smiled at the fat man, "Good idea, go ahead, go and light those lamp slaves."
"Okay," the fat man didn't realize that Ding Ze was joking, so he simply agreed and left.
At this time, Menyouping, who had been silent, shook his head slightly and stopped the fat man, "Don't go, he is joking with you."
When the fat man heard this, his eyes turned to Menyou Ping and Ding Ze, and then he yelled at Ding Ze, "Old Ding, you are such a bitch, you are just making a stupid joke at this time!"
Ding Ze smiled and said nothing.
Wu Xie scratched his head irritably, "Stop making trouble, business is important. What should we do now?"
Menyouping glanced at Ding Ze and replied, "Follow me, keep going, figure out the situation and then solve it."
Discourse export.
Don't delay when you are stuffy, and decisively lift your feet forward.
See the situation.
Ding Ze did not hesitate and immediately followed.
Everyone moved forward slowly in silence.
Nothing happened along the way.
After walking for a while, everyone reached the end of the hall.
There is a jade gate at the end.
The Jade Gate seems to be made of white marble, which is very grand and luxurious.
The fat man immediately became excited, "Good guy! I finally saw something good! I have seen a similar door at an auction before, and it sold for a sky-high price of 200 million... I think, how about we find a way to sell this door?
Let’s take it away…”
Before the fat man could finish what he said, Wu Xie poured a basin of cold water on it decisively, "Stop dreaming, that's the price that was speculated... This door is worth at most 400,000 yuan, which is as high as the sky..."
Wu Xie just let it go.
The fat man listened, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared, and he was shocked, "Fuck you, are you kidding me? 400,000 to 200 million???"
The fat man wanted to say more.
Chen Pi Asi frowned and said with a slightly unhappy tone, "You two are done? How long do you want to stay here? Hurry and open the door."
Hear this.
Wu Xie was immediately a little embarrassed.
The fat man looked indifferent and didn't care what Chen Pi Asi said, but he didn't say anything else.
In a blink of an eye.
Mengyoubo arrived at the door and checked to make sure there was no mechanism behind the door.
After getting the confirmation, Fatty and Ye Cheng went up together, and Ma Liu opened the jade door.
Behind the Jade Gate is a corridor.
Both sides and the top of the corridor are covered with dense murals.
With the help of flashlights, everyone looked at it.
A few seconds later.
Most of the paintings in the murals were all kinds of centipede dragons. This fact was revealed to everyone one after another.
Faced with this fact, Wu Xie shook his head in confusion, "This is unreasonable... Why are these hundred-legged dragons all in these murals... And it is obvious that these hundred-legged dragons are the protagonists of the murals..."
"Logically speaking, these murals should depict the relevant deeds of the owner of this tomb..."
Ding Ze grinned, "I feel like my guess is about to come true."
The fat man couldn't accept it, "Old Ding, don't talk nonsense. King Wannu is not crazy, so why would he build a burial mausoleum specifically for this kind of centipede dragon... Moreover, what you mentioned before were insects, and the ones on the mural are dragons...
…”
"Uncle Long! Let's make a bet, this thing is a bug!" Ding Ze became excited.
The fat man did not reply immediately, but turned directly to Monk Hua, "Come on, Monk Hua, didn't you say that this thing is the dragon believed by the Eastern Xia people? Tell Lao Ding."
Monk Hua looked embarrassed and said nothing.
Ding Ze didn't force it, pretending to smile deeply, "Come on, go in, I already have an idea about this ghost place. If I am right, you will know later."
Ding Ze said.
Menyou Ping heard this and walked in silently.
Seeing the Menyou bottle move, Wu Xie and others hesitated for a moment and followed suit.
As everyone walked, they looked carefully at the murals in the corridor.
while walking.
The fat man had an idea and whispered, "Innocent, are these murals also two-layered?"
Wu Xie shook his head, "I just thought of it and observed it specifically. No, it's just on the first floor."
"This is strange. What does this Wannu King want to express?" the fat man said in confusion.
Wu Xie didn't know, so he didn't answer.
Everyone continued to move forward.
We walked about two hundred meters.
The corridor has come to an end.
There is no door at the end, only a bronze crane's foot, a lampstand with a very peculiar shape, about half a person's height.
Menyouping looked at it and walked straight into the back hall without stopping.
Seeing Menyou Ping do this, Wu Xie and the others followed him in without hesitation.
In a blink of an eye.
Everyone entered the apse, stopped, and looked at the apse bit by bit with the help of flashlights.
Only seen.
The layout of the apse is almost exactly the same as that of the main hall, but the area is much smaller.
There are many murals on the surrounding walls. The murals are exactly the same as the murals in the corridor. They are all painted with various centipedes.
In the middle of the apse, there are three stone platforms placed horizontally.
The entire apse can be said to be too empty as a whole, with no treasures at all.
Not seeing the treasure, the fat man suddenly lost interest and lost his energy. "What are you doing? Why is there no treasure here?? It's all in vain!"
Monk Hua looked puzzled, "This is indeed wrong, this is the back hall... Anyway, there must be some sacrifices that should be there, why are they not there?"
Chen Pi Asi squinted his eyes, "Ignore this for now, let's go and open the door of the underground palace."