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Torches illuminated the long passage, and the space was unexpectedly large. The width on both sides can accommodate four or five people, but the height from top to bottom is nearly ten meters. The road they walked was like a main trunk, with branch roads extending on both sides, each of which had twists and turns, making it very difficult to walk.

They raised the torches high, and the flames illuminated the walls on both sides, and there were murals painted with colored paint on them.

Most of the pictures are divided into six parts, with landscape as the background, most of the paintings are home life, recreation under the trees, ladies and poets and children, etc.

"There is obviously air here, but these murals are not oxidized at all..." Xiao Youyu looked closely at the patterns, "Maybe, these paints are also spiritual things."

Compared with him, Wu Hao and Yuan Qingqing were much more cautious. They just stood behind holding torches and watched, and Yuan Qingqing suddenly spoke after a while.

"This... seems to be a six-screen painting of flowers and birds." She looked at the painting and said, "This kind of painting was mostly seen in the late Tang Dynasty. It was used by dignitaries to show their power. The number of these ladies represents their official positions."

"Huh? I really don't know about this." Xiao Youyu turned around, "Can you tell me specifically?"

Wu Hao was surprised on the side: "Aren't you the top student in the college entrance examination?"

"I'm sensible..."

"When I was learning watercolor before, I saw a display like this." Yuan Qingqing said, but the expression on his face sank, "The teacher said that this kind of murals are mostly used in...tombs."

A gust of wind blew by, the light of the torch in his hand flickered a few times, and the sound in the room stopped abruptly.

"In other words, we are now in a... mausoleum?" After a long time, Wu Hao opened his mouth with some difficulty.

"Looking at the surrounding environment, it's really possible." Xiao Youyu held his chin, "We were brought here by the cultural relics unearthed from the mausoleum... Maybe this is what the unearthed mausoleum really looks like. Just like what our school looks like It’s a barren mountain, but the essence is completely different.”

With these clues, he has vaguely guessed the definition of "blessed land". The three of them didn't communicate for a while, they just tiptoed along the main road and roughly figured out the structure of this place.

If you insist on a metaphor, its floor plan is probably like a multi-legged centipede: there is a main road in the middle, the ground is rising, there are many holes on both sides, and there are six screens of flower and bird paintings inside. The end of the tomb passage ends with a corridor with a roof, and there are extended ear chambers on both sides. The space in front of it is obviously wider, which should be the main tomb.

"Are we...really going in?"

Seeing that the three of them had already reached the entrance of the pitch-black tomb, Wu Hao couldn't help but said, "There may really be corpses in here. Moreover, there is such a heavy yin here, maybe zombies and the like can be produced..."

At least there are torches on both sides outside, but there is no light in the tomb, and there is a faint smell of decay and antiquity. The damp wind poured into the neck, making people shiver involuntarily.

Yuan Qingqing was obviously a little scared when he heard this, and turned to look at Xiao Youyu next to him. The latter stretched out his fingers and groped carefully at the entrance before reaching a conclusion.

"There is no special demon-suppressing barrier at this exit. If there were really evil things inside, they should have escaped long ago." Xiao Youyu said, "The tomb is the core of this tomb. I think if there is an exit The clue should be here."

With his words, the two felt a little more at ease, gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, and boldly stepped into the doorless entrance. The fire illuminated the surroundings, and they could clearly see the strange and strange stone carvings around them.

Surprisingly, there is nothing very scary and evil in this tomb, not even a coffin. The layout of the entire tomb is very similar to the ancient daily living room, except that a box of invisible material is placed where the bed should be, surrounded by stone carvings, and a black stone tablet is placed under the box.

It seems to be the life of the owner of the tomb.

The epitaphs are all in classical Chinese, and the three of them didn't read them easily, but they still got a general idea.

To put it simply, this person was a Jiedushi at that time, basically equivalent to the princes and kings under the enfeoffment system, but he only had a salary but no land. In the late Tang Dynasty, the central government declined, and the local vassals and towns were divided into separate regimes. The Jiedu Envoy took back the military power and operated their own camps. This Jiedu Envoy quickly blazed a way out of it, but this fighting method attracted the attention of the three of them.

"Look at what's written on it, there were demons rampant in the late Tang Dynasty, and this person seemed to have the ability to dispatch demons to fight for them at that time, and what he used to attract demons was a jade bead..." Wu Hao looked at this quickly He turned to the black jade bead in his hand, "Is this the thing?"

He suddenly felt that this thing was hot, so he dared to pinch it with two fingers.

"According to the above, this Jiedushi won many battles and victories in the separatist regime with the help of the magic bead. He was called the 'Magic General'. But it seems that because of this, his temper gradually became eccentric and violent. His appetite soared, and he needed to eat as much food as five soldiers a day. In his later years, a servant reported that he had cannibalism, and suspected that he had turned into a demon, and the servant who reported it disappeared the next day ..."

Yuan Qingqing's expression was not very good after reading this, but she continued to read: "Because of overeating, this person died of illness in only 30 years old. Before he died, he left a will, and the tomb should be spacious and luxurious, and the magic beads were released. All the remaining power is to protect this area. And what will be put in the tomb, even the person who wrote the tomb doesn't know very well. He only said that when he was buried, he ordered people to seal the tomb from the outside. If you die, let the artisans who entered be buried with them..."

After she finished reading these with a sullen face, she lowered her head and thought: "The yin energy leaked from this tomb can increase people's appetite. Is this also from the tomb owner's breath? Could it be that this is really the tomb of demons?"

"Ghosts can still be officially buried?" Wu Hao lowered some torches, "Ghosts are rampant in the world, and monsters hide among mortals... From this point of view, the era where the owner of the tomb lived was very chaotic."

"Teacher Wei said before when he talked about the recovery of spiritual energy, the immortality once collapsed... If this is the time of that decline, then we can match it." Yuan Qingqing said, "After we go out, let's ask the teacher together. .”

"Of course, but we still have to think about how to get out first."

Both of them looked at Xiao Youyu, waiting for his opinion, only to find that the latter was staring at the tomb inscription with a livid face.

"The inscription on the tomb says that when the owner of the tomb was buried, the tomb was sealed from the outside, and even the craftsmen were sealed inside, so that no one could get out. If this is the case, there should be no entrances and exits to the tomb during the burial..."

He slowly pointed to the entrance of the doorless tomb behind him: "Then, how did this 'door' we came in... come from?"

For a while, the air was extremely quiet, and even the sound of burning torches seemed to have disappeared. A bone-piercing chill surrounded them, as if an ice needle had penetrated into the spinal cord, and they all understood something in an instant.

As a mausoleum here, it is still a mausoleum with many people buried with it, and there are no bones or remains.

Is this "door" really a "door"? Or…

In this extreme silence, they vaguely heard the slight panting sound coming from above their heads.

In this completely sealed mausoleum that had been buried for thousands of years, something gasped!

The Yin energy around seemed to have stagnated, and the three of them were also frozen in place. The only sound left was the thumping heartbeat, and——

"Run!!!"