Chapter 27 Iron Door Dragon Chair

Facing such two wooden handles, Qin Zhong inevitably thought more deeply about the identity of the owner of the tomb. Looking back, there will be someone lying in such a cemetery. No matter who it is, the whole cemetery has been messed up by those foxes.

" boss, how can this be like this? A good pillar has such a shabby iron gate. It's really funny." Guo Dafu's words seem to be completely different from the previous simple and honest personality.

Qin Zhong glanced at Guo Dafu with his spare light and ignored it, because in his mind, Guo Dafu was now in the process of being tricked. Seeing that he came into contact with cinnabar on his body and kept scratching with his hand, Qin Zhong once again affirmed his idea. Guo Dafu was really tricked.

Mona looked at the wooden handle and moved it back and forth with her hand. Her action made Qin Zhong's machine uneasy. He immediately pulled Mona away and said, "What are you doing? Do you know if this handle is out?"

"Well, there won't be!"

Without waiting for the two people to finish their words, he only heard the sound of heavy iron grinding under the ground. Qin Zhong immediately pulled Mona and Guo Dafu back two steps back.

"Boom!" Just where the three people began to stand, a two-meter-square pit is now in front of the three people, and there is a steel sword in the pit. If anyone falls down, it will be almost the same as not tied into honeycomb coal.

Mona was in a cold sweat: "My Lord, this..."

"What else do you say, step aside!" Qin Zhong bypassed the deep pit and came to the other handle. He pulled away the handle hard, and the friction between the wood and the stone made a creaking sound.

"Wo!" After turning the handle, Qin Zhong immediately flashed back to the safe place. The three waited for a long time before they heard the floating layer on the trap creaking and closing again. Another roar came. The big iron gate they were facing slowly opened, and the loess dust on the iron gate seemed to slide down like a waterfall. .

After the iron gate was completely opened, Qin Zhong and others were stunned. Although the tomb was not big, the whole wall was exquisite. The carving level on the whole wall was a peerless pen and a thousand-year-old magic work.

The wall is carved with a man who looks like a magistrate. The man holds a cloth bag in his hand and a large golden eagle on his shoulder. The golden eagle looks into the distance, and in the distance is a winding dragon, while the top of the whole mural is carved with a dense dark cloud, in the depths of the dark clouds. What appeared was the sun that didn't want to show its face.

"How domineering!" Guo Dafu said.

Qin Zhong came to the mural and said, "Such a mural, such a master is obviously like a dragon, that is to say, he yearns to be a dragon, that is, the emperor, but he can't achieve his wish. The cloth bag in his hand is a package, and the golden eagle on his body is the sign of his success."

"Brother Zhong, look!" After this relief is a tomb road, but at the entrance of the tomb road, there is a dragon throne made of white jade. On top of the dragon throne, there is a golden eagle exactly the same as the relief, but there is no one on the dragon throne.

While Qin Zhong was observing the dragon chair, Guo Dafu hurriedly approached and was about to sit on the dragon chair sideways.

"Hey, what are you doing? You can sit down and look for death!" Qin Zhong counted Guo Dafu.

Guo Dafu reluctantly curled his lips and smiled reluctantly: "Hey, boss, I haven't seen the dragon chair. I'm curious, isn't it? Only ancient people can sit on it as emperors. I also want to be addicted to the emperor, right?"

"Get out, look elsewhere and tell you that this dragon chair can't be made. At least it is a cultural relic. We should be patriotic. Besides, if this dragon chair is seated on, not to mention you, even if the ghost steps on it, I'm afraid it will be hurt by the domineering above. The living will be injured and the dead will be humiliated." Qin Zhong's theory is purely a temporary fabrication.

But Qin Zhong knew that if Guo Dafu really sat on top, he might benefit from the thing attached to him, and the injured must be Guo Dafu, who suffered from the wind and lost his soul. This joke must not be made.

Mona looked at the dragon chair and walked around the tomb. She didn't see anything strange. The whole tomb was empty. Except for this dragon chair, the rest was a stone tablet that was not too high.

She came to the stone tablet and looked at it curiously.

Qin Zhong pulled Guo Dafu and came to the stone tablet. Guo Dafu's eyes looked back at the dragon chair from time to time, but when Qin Zhong looked at him, he turned back shyly and accompanied Qin Zhong.

"It's strange that this stone tablet is actually written in Korean!" Qin Zhong saw the words on the stone tablet at a glance.

Mona turned to the back of the stone tablet and scratched her head: "Brother Zhong, there are more words here, and there is also Chinese!"

Qin Zhong also circled behind the stone tablet. He squatted down and looked at it. It turned out that there was a history written on the stone tablet. The above said that this tomb was the tomb of a minister in Goryeo. Because he was repulsed by the Manchurian people at the beginning, he was unwilling. His wish was to inform the Central Plains and become king, but he was ill in Andong before his wished. However, he died violently before he returned to China. Later, his descendants spent a lot of money to invite craftsmen to build such a cemetery for him.

Such a cemetery was actually built here, and the tomb above seemed to be two people in this tomb. In this case, it can only be said that there are two tombs here and the cemetery outside, and the tomb in the middle is probably due to those foxes.

After reading the text above, Mona shook her head: "Brother Zhong, this Korean is really ambitious."

"It's really not small, but there is only a tombstone. Where is the owner of this tomb? Also, why did the fox run around here? Do they have other ambitions? Qin Zhong thought that everything he would wear together from the beginning to the present. The fire on the Manchurian stage was only a result. Of course, his cause was the fire, and where did the fire come from? This is the key thing.

Qin Zhong's mind turned, and for a moment, he said to Mona, "I'll go to another cave to have a look. This Korean won't bury a bone or something when he dies?"

"I don't know about this. By the way, Brother Zhong, do you think this place can also fall with a gentle step like the door?" Mona said and immediately took a step back.

Qin Zhong also retreated: "You're right, you're not sure."

Mona stepped on the ground with her feet and shook her head helplessly.

Qin Zhong said with a smile, "Since it's not here, there's somewhere else. Let's go there and have a look."

Just as Qin Zhong was about to leave, he looked up and saw the direction of the dragon chair. Guo Dafu was spinning around the dragon chair and was looking for something around the dragon chair. When he looked back and saw Qin Zhong looking at him, he suddenly turned around and grinned and said, "Hey, boss, this dragon chair seems to be very What do you mean?"

"Big rich, be careful. I don't see any bones here. I guess the bones are around the dragon chair. This man died very resentful. If you don't want to be haunted by resentment and be cleaned up by the resentful general, I think you will become his follower." Qin Zhong said.

Guo Dafu laughed dryly, took his hand away from the dragon chair and walked towards Qin Zhong.

Seeing that Guo Dafu had no intention of sitting on the dragon chair, Qin Zhong went to the other direction of the tomb.

But just as Qin Zhong turned around, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind his body, as if a shadow suddenly rushed to the direction of the dragon chair.

Before he turned around, there was a bang in the direction of the dragon chair, and a burst of sparks wrapped around the dragon chair and shrouded in black air.

Qin Zhong suddenly turned around and saw Guo Dafu sitting on the dragon chair with a charming expression. A series of virtual shadows flashed behind him. Several foxes with different expressions were constantly jubilant, while Guo Dafu lost his mind, his face was pale and his mouth trembled.