Chapter 25 Tomb Road

is a relief, an exquisite relief, which should be said to be a beautiful hollow bronze relief. It is simply a beautiful thing. No wonder the fat man makes a surprised sound. Not only the fat man, but also all his heart is troubled. As soon as I entered the door, I saw such a precious relief. If I went in, I couldn't imagine what else would happen.

Fatty Ma gave full play to the spirit of materialism and tentatively checked whether the reliefs were removable and recycled, but finally disappointed Fatty Ma. These reliefs were fixed and seemed to be a whole. The whole tomb is a bronze relief, and the handwriting is so big that it has to be amazing.

And its craftsmanship has also reached a fairly high level.

"It's a war horse!" Suddenly, Fatty Ma shouted in surprise.

Fat Ma's sound attracted many people to watch. They saw a hollow bronze war horse on the wall. Due to the passage of time, there was a little copper green on it, but it did not affect the direct feeling brought to us by the horse. That is, the forceful momentum and the majestic war spirit was spreading.

The construction of the whole tomb is open.

Everyone was attracted by the horse, and even Chen Yutou and Professor Wang Laosun were talking about it. But at this time, someone patted me on the shoulder.

I was very sensitive. At that time, I thought about it. I wouldn't encounter anything evil! Just as I was about to take measures, suddenly Fatty Ma whispered in his voice: "Lao Sun, come with me."

At this time, the crowd was relatively chaotic.

Before I answered, Fatty Ma took my hand and walked out. No one in the crowd paid attention to us.

After a few steps, I asked, "Fat man, what are you doing?"

Fat Ma took a look at the noisy crowd in front of him, and then looked out of the tomb road to make sure that there was no "superfluous" existence, and then let go of my hand.

But he still lowered his voice: "Sun, I found something good!"

"What?" I was a little surprised when I heard it. At this juncture, fat man, you are still engaged in individualism!"

When Fatty Ma heard this sentence, the expression on his face immediately changed. He looked unhappy and scolded me: "Sun, this is wrong with you. What is individualism? I'm not doing it for you."

I'm about to refute it.

Fat Ma made a silent gesture to me, and then whispered, "What do you want to say? Let's wait until our two brothers finish this matter."

"I..."

"If it attracts people's attention later, how do you want to be a fat man in the future!" The fat man said almost with a bitter face.

There's nothing I can do. This fat man is impatient again.

I can't say anything more.

"Grandson, come with me."

Following the steps of the fat man, we stopped ten meters away from the mouth of the tomb.

"Old Sun, turn off the flashlight and let me go."

"Well," I answered.

After my consent, Fatty Ma let go of his hands and feet and began to work. With the afterglow of the fire lit by the group of people outside, the fat man quickly reached into the hollow relief.

"I seem to have seen a dark grid here just now. In my experience, there must be something good in it." After saying that, the fat man put his hand in without hesitation.

I reminded him to be careful.

The fat man smiled and said bluntly that it was okay. However, as soon as the words fell, Fatty Ma's face immediately became difficult to look at night, and I didn't find it at that time.