Tomb Robbery: The start shocked the little doctor who moved mountains

Soon, the whistle lit a fire breaker.

Looking at the faint light underneath, the old man and Hua Ling also jumped down.

Zhang Chen leaned over and looked down at the entrance of the cave, which was seven or eight meters above the ground, and below it was a complete set of blue-gray stone bricks.

The stone pillars can be faintly seen on the side, which shows the vastness of the space below them.

When his feet had landed firmly on the ground, Zhang Chen had time to observe his surroundings.

It seems to be a gauntland, and the golden glittering mundit that was originally built has been frozen in ice, and looks gray under the light, but it does not affect its grandeur.

There are four huge stone pillars in the tower, each with a stone dragon coiled on it, and the dragon body is carved lifelike, like a living thing.

There is a two-meter-high platform in front of the big mound, and there are thrones, imperial cases, and things around the screen on the high platform.

On both sides, there are symmetrically arranged bronze objects such as treasure elephants and cranes.

Because of its age, it has a thick layer of patina, and because of the ice, the refracted light looks quite strange.

After that, a corridor is extended to the left and right.

Although the whole Dadai is magnificent, there are no funeral utensils.

Although the throne and the imperial case are quite valuable, especially the four bronze artifacts that are more than two meters high, they are absolutely sky-high on the market.

But Zhang Chen had a sense of powerlessness for eunuchs to enter the cave room.

After enduring the reluctance in his heart and sighing helplessly, Zhang Chen turned his gaze to the corridors on both sides.

"Senior brother, which way should we go?" Hua Ling asked.

The

whistle carefully observed the main hall, and then asked Zhang Chen.

"Brother Zhang, what do you have in mind?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chen raised his finger without thinking about it and pointed to the Yongdao on his right hand and said.

"Let's go that way. "

Zhang Chen's proposal is not untrue, but has a historical basis.

This hall is an obvious Han architectural style, and its interior decorations are quite characteristic of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

During the Eastern Han Dynasty, the left was respected.

It can be inferred from this that the corridor to the right must lead to the main burial chamber.

Zhang Chen and Whistle exchanged glances with each other, and then opened the road left and right towards the depths of the road.

After that, he cautiously followed the old man and Hua Ling.

The width of this corridor is about two or three meters, and there are many lamps on the tomb walls on both sides.

Zhang Chen approached the lamp and saw that the black paste inside had been frozen, and it was impossible to ignite it.

In desperation, several people could only use fire folds to illuminate.

Within the limited extent of the light of the fire fold, only the grayed frescoes under the ice on the tomb walls could be seen.

Zhang Chen took a cursory glance, it seemed to be some narrative murals, recording the life of the tomb owner.

Zhang Chen was not interested in the identity of the owner of the tomb, and the only thing that interested him was the burial utensils of the tomb owner.

At the end of the light, there was darkness, and I didn't know where the road leads.

The corridor is a bit long.

They walked for a long time, and they still didn't come to the end.

"Senior brother, this road is too long!" said the old man impatiently.

"This is an Eastern Han Dynasty imperial mausoleum, the Han Dynasty thick burial prevailed, from the specifications of the main hall, the scale of this apse should not be small. Whistle patiently explained.

Listening to the whistle's words, Zhang Chen shook his head disapprovingly.

"The higher the status of the owner of the tomb, the larger the mausoleum will be, but the width and length of the tomb are limited.

The width of this tomb is only about three meters, which shows that the identity of the owner of the tomb can only be regarded as a prince, and the length of the tomb will not exceed 100 meters at most.

We've already walked a hundred meters by now, so ......

."

"Brother Zhang, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Chen took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression staring at the darkness in the distance.

"We guess we've encountered a ghost hitting the wall. "

As soon as Zhang Chen's words came out, the whistle suddenly frowned, and his eyes squinted sharply into the darkness behind him.

Ghost hitting the wall is not uncommon in tombs.

After all, there are a lot of ghosts and spirits in the tombs.

The so-called ghost hitting the wall is an illusion deliberately created by evil ghosts, causing space distortion, causing people or things to circulate in one place indefinitely until they collapse and die of exhaustion.

The way to crack the ghost wall is very simple, just kill or scare the demon away.

The

whistle walks in the tomb all the year round, and the zongzi who died under his hands are not a hundred but eighty, and it is natural to deal with a mere evil ghost.

Therefore, Zhang Chen did not feel too scared at this time, but still had some expectations.

After all, in this bizarre world of tomb robbing, you still need to open your eyes and increase your knowledge.

"Brother Zhang, stand back!".

The

whistle tapped his forehead at the old man and Hua Ling, and one of the three of them flew around and pulled out three round umbrellas from their backs.