Chapter 161 Zombie

This secret door is very long and slanted. When Qin Yang jumped down from the exit, he found that this place was simply different from the top. There was a ubiquitous atmosphere, a trace of killing and drying. There were no lighting tools, but the yin and yang eyes could still make Qin Yang see clearly, almost three steps and a bone. Three steps, one corpse, those corpses are not skeletons, and all the water is slowly drained out. The mummified corpse is extremely appropriate. The wolf shook its body, and its eyes glowed faintly in the dark. Where it looked, the black resentment was avoided one after another.

And it is different from the artificial building above. Here, it is a natural underground palace, with twists and turns, and countless tombs. Of course, the tomb is specially artificially polished, which is very regular. He was also surprised that Zhang Jiao could make this place into such a natural cemetery, but in the end, he was occupied by Dong Zhuoju.

He did not dare to look at the central direction, where the resentment was very deep, and Qin Yang didn't want to alarm them yet. In this Dong Zhuo mausoleum, there are also organs. At the beginning, Dong Zhuo was stabbed to death by Lv Bu. His guards ran all the way with their bodies. When they entered the cemetery, they did not go out. These people had done a lot of tomb robbery with Dong Zhuo before, so they also had a lot of experience in anti-theft. In addition, Dong Zhuo had gathered a lot of food here before. Weapons, according to a classic book turned out by Zhang Jiao carried by Dong Zhuo, on the basis of Zhang Jiao's polishing, these people have made another rest of the whole tomb and designed countless organs. Although it is not as exquisite as the above organs, it is full of killing. I don't know whether these organs have the power after so many years.

In any case, Qin Yang will not look for boring touching the mechanism. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see clearly some nearby organs hidden in the wall. At the same time, he also walked carefully to avoid touching them. The divine wolf followed his step closely and did not take a wrong step. After a few steps, he suddenly heard a coming from the corner in front. With a sound, he greeted the divine wolf and hid in the concave place next to him, just to accommodate him and the divine wolf.

"Stephen, how long this damn place has fallen to the ground? I feel like we're just going around." A dissatisfied complaint came. As soon as Qin Yang moved his mind, he knew that this group of people were the five people he saw during the day today. It was really not easy to come to the second floor.

"Bag, you bastard, keep your voice quiet." Stephen shouted in a low voice dissatisfiedly, "The cemetery of the Chinese people is heavy. The upper floor is probably a maze designed by the tomb owner's anti-theft. If we hadn't had a map, we would have been killed by your bastard's voice!"

Bag came down honestly, but he still complained: "We struggled to get in. Why is it just a maze? Oh, my God, the upper floor is simply empty.

"The more powerful the maze is, the richer the treasure of this mausoleum." Stephen whispered.

Those people moved forward carefully. After turning the corner, they did not notice Qin Yang hidden in it. After walking, Qin Yang greeted the divine wolf and turned away. A foreign man who had been at the end was shocked: "Who?"

Clattering, several pistols appeared in an instant, but the flashlight was empty, which made Stephen relieved: "Maybe it's too nervous. Be careful. It's not just us who came this time. The tomb robbers in China have gathered here. Be careful not to let them eat black.

As Stephen said.

There are more than a dozen tomb robbers who came in this time, but half of them retreated because they were trapped in the maze and did not touch the mechanism. Three teams died in the first layer of the organ, and only this group of foreign troops, Hongfeng's team, and a group of people who did not seem to come to the second floor. There are six people in this team. The leader is an old man in his fifties, wearing white gloves in his hand, like an archaeologist. The other five people, a middle-aged couple, and three young men and women, should be graduate students. They look like serious archaeologists.

"Xiao Ling, do you think there will be ghosts in this place?" One of the young women shrank and leaned against another woman, trembling a little.

Xiaoling is a little quiet but has an adventurer demeanor all over her body. She said funnyly, "What era is this? What about ghosts? We have been to so many ancient tombs and we haven't found any ghosts. Why are we afraid to come here?

"Don't you feel that the place is gloomy? It's like someone blowing a cool breeze, which is the cold that penetrates into the bone marrow. The frightened woman whispered, stabbed the young man and said, "Wood, do you feel it?"

"A little." The wood wore a thick glasses and a strong light flashlight in his hand. He looked around and said, "It always feels like there is something cold that can't be seen and can't be touched."

"I'll tell you." The frightened girl hurriedly said, "Xiaoling, you are so nervous that you don't feel it."

"The three of you." The old man in front of him turned his head and whispered, "What are you arguing about? Xiaolu, I usually let you watch less cattle. In the novels of ghosts and snake gods, there are no ghosts in the heart. Where are there ghosts in this world?

"I know, professor." Xiaolu is busy.

Six people in this group walked for seven or eight minutes, and suddenly found some armor and white bones on the ground in front of them. Xiaolu was shocked and hid behind Xiaoling. Xiaoling smiled and stepped forward to see that the professor was carefully studying and said, "Professor, looking at the armor system, it should belong to the weapons of Dong Zhuo Xiliang Army in the Three Kingdoms period. Equipment, will this really be Dong Zhuo's tomb?

"It's possible." The professor put down a piece of broken armor in his hand, sighed and said, "History books record that Dong Zhuo entered the capital, burned, killed and plundered all kinds of evil. He held the emperor's western capital Chang'an, forcibly robbed Luoyang's gold jewelry and cultural relics books, and burned the temples, government and homes, and coerced millions of residents of Luoyang to travel west together, causing Luo There is no remnant within 200 miles around the sun. However, there is no record of the batch of cultural relics and classics robbed by Dong Zhuo, resulting in a historical gap in China. If this is really Dong Zhuo's mausoleum, then we may find the cultural relics and classics he robbed at the beginning.

"But according to historical records, Dong Zhuo was killed on the street, and the Dong family was also destroyed." Xiaoling was puzzled and said, "How can he be buried in such a place?"

The professor shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. Maybe we will gain something when we enter the mausoleum." With that, the professor took a flashlight and shone on a slightly yellowed map. According to the orientation of the compass, he said, "The place we belong to should belong to the corner of the mausoleum, and there should be a passage to the mausoleum. Let's go."

The group of people looked at the map as they walked. At a corner, they finally saw a stone door two meters high. Suddenly, they were happy. The three men carefully pushed the stone door open and confirmed that there was enough oxygen inside before they carefully walked in. This is a darker corridor, about one meter wide. Both sides of the corridor are extremely polished, with some black mysterious patterns carved above that make several people look like clouds and fog.

"What is this?" The professor frowned, and the flashlight kept sweeping around, searching all the knowledge of the late Eastern Han Dynasty in his mind, but none of them could explain these engravings to him.

"Ah."

Xiaolu suddenly shouted.

Everyone was shocked and got closer. Xiaolu pointed to the wall in horror and said tremblingly, "I, I've seen this."

"Hm? Really?" The professor was suddenly overjoyed and said, "Let's talk about it."

Xiaolu swallowed her saliva, looked at these black mysterious patterns, and her whole body trembled: "I, I bought a dilapidated book in the ghost market very early. It should be a mountain Taoist who recorded the wild history of the late Western Han period in the Ming Dynasty. There is a pattern of this pattern, which is interpreted as a mysterious evil ritual. It is said that Wang Mang was supported by a secret tribe and got this mysterious evil ritual in order to survive forever. As for the process, no one knew about it, but later it was noticed by Fan Chong and taught by the master of Langya Mountain to destroy the ceremony. According to the book, this kind of ceremony should have perished.

It's a little too ridiculous for what Xiaolu said. Several people think that she really read too many novels.

The professor was also a little dissatisfied: "Xiaolu, we are archaeologists, not to promote some wild historical rumors without historical basis."

"But, really, it's exactly the same as what I saw." Xiaolu said anxiously, "Professor, shall we go back? Otherwise, something big will happen."

"What's the big deal, Xiaolu, don't worry." Seeing that the professor's face was getting worse and worse, Xiao Ling quickly pulled Xiaolu and walked aside.

At this time, the middle-aged couple suddenly came back and said, "There is a small tomb in front of you, and the owner in it should be quite a little bit."

"Oh? Let's go and have a look." The professor nodded when he was busy.

Xiaolu's face changed greatly: "Professor, don't, don't touch the things inside."

"Xiao Ling, you two look at her." The professor stared at her angrily.

Xiaolu swallowed her saliva and said anxiously, "Xiao Ling, wood, you really can't move. Once you move."

"Okay, Xiaolu, it's nothing." Xiaoling comforted with a smile.

Wood was curious: "Sister Xiaolu, how evil is the ceremony to fall to the ground?"

"According to the records, the dead in the ceremony will survive in a strange form. The specific form has never been recorded, but the book says that it is very evil and belongs to the common indignation of heaven and man, and those who break into the ceremony will die in pain and torture, and they will feel that there are tens of millions of ants swimming in the internal organs. Go, the blood-red filaments are deep in the mouth, the hair will turn yellow, and the whole body will rot one by one. And this kind of ceremony can only be carried out in the extremely yin place. I have seen this area before I came here. It is the land of Jiuyin. Xiaolu said with some fear.

"Ha, it's all rumors. Maybe it's the author fooling. Don't be afraid." Xiaoling said with a smile.

At this time, suddenly there was an exclamation in front of them. The three of them were shocked and rushed over, but found that there was a lamp on in a tomb. The professor and the middle-aged couple were excitedly studying a piece of tattered cloth, which seemed to be painted with words. Looking at the excited faces of several people, there was obviously a major discovery. Xiaoling and the wood went up to help, and Xiaolu looked at the sarcophagus in the center in horror.

"Hum."

Suddenly, Xiaolu heard a little sound. She had entered a very ** point and saw that the sarcophagus began to move slowly, as if there was a force inside opening it. Moreover, her whole body seemed to be bound by an invisible net. She was speechless and unable to move. She could only watch the coffin get bigger and bigger.

She tried her best to shout, but she found that her body was gradually getting cold, freezing little by little, and she could even see a kind of cold white frost on her hand spreading.

"Bang."

In the cracks in the coffin, a dry hand stretched out, which was a dark hand, extremely stiff, and then the owner of the thin hand also appeared in front of her eyes. This is a tall, tight, dark and shiny body, and you can even see black armor on his body, like a mummified corpse in a TV movie.