Behind the gate was a narrow downward ramp with a very steep slope. Shirley Yang threw down a cold fireworks and rolled for a long time before he finished it. At the place where the cold fireworks stopped, its light was so small that it could not be seen clearly.

I took a breath of cold air. If this was really a tomb passage, it would be too long and there were no corpses nearby. If there were organs ambushing this ramp, then those who had come in before would have left some traces.

Even so, we dare not be careless. If we take a wrong step, we may be crushed to pieces. As I walked, I looked at the surrounding environment carefully. It seemed a little wrong, but I couldn't remember what was wrong.

Shirley Yang said to me: "Did you see that there are no traces of mice here."

I nodded and said, "That's right, I just felt something was wrong. When you said that, I realized that the gate here is half open and there are stone bridges connected. There are so many rats in the underground palace. Why can't half of them be seen here?... Not only can't see mice, but there is no rat shit or rat hair on the ground. Do those mice feel that this is a dangerous forbidden area based on their animal instincts?"

Shirley Yang did not answer, took a few steps down, and suddenly turned around and said to me, "Can you tell the truth? Have you ever done grave robbers?"

I never expected that she would ask this question, and she was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer. Since the people who were traveling with her this time were all engaged in archaeological work, although archaeology and tomb robbing were not much different in a sense, they were essentially different after all. It can be said that water and fire are incompatible. My matter is very confidential. How did she know?

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Shirley Yang said, "I just guessed it. Suddenly I thought of it and asked you, "I think you know so many secret Feng Shui techniques that have been lost long ago, and are not unfamiliar with various ancient tombs. It seems to be more familiar with my own backyard. It's really like being a tomb robber."

I cursed in my heart: "Stinky woman, it turns out she's guessing, and almost scared me out of my heart."

On the surface, I pretended to be calm and said to Shirley Yang: "This is my family's ability. Before liberation, my grandfather was a famous Feng Shui master in all corners of the country, and he specially gave guidance to people. My father has been a soldier all his life and has never learned this thing. I just have a hobby. Don't you know this person yet? He just likes to study. Comrade Lei Feng's nail spirit is ultimately a study..." Later, I changed the topic to avoid talking about Feng Shui tomb robbery with her again.

We walked for a long time and finally arrived at the end of the ramp, but there was no way to go here. The space around us was extremely vast, but there was no way under our feet. There was a platform under the ramp, and there were hundreds of huge stone statues standing on the platform. The edges of the platform were steep mountain walls. Looking up, you couldn't see the top of your head, and it was pitch black.

There is an extremely huge underground cavity in front of it. It is impossible to tell how big it is. The concentrator that can shine twenty meters cannot reach the end. Could it be that it has reached its end? However, if you look closely around the platform, it is completely different from the underground cave depicted in the mural of the Sky Brick Fiction Road.

Shirley Yang said: "Maybe the queen's coffin is still underneath. After she was buried, Jing Jueren destroyed the part connected to it, so that no one can disturb the queen's peace."

I smiled and said, "That's right, let's go back..." Before he finished speaking, Shirley Yang took out three cold fireworks and threw them down the platform. She wanted to see how deep it was.

We both lie down at the side of the platform and look down, and see the cold fireworks falling not far below. It turns out that the difference between the platform is not big, only about thirty meters.

With the light of fireworks, I saw a large area of ​​flat ground below, with various gold and silver vessels, pearls, stones, and chalcedony like hills piled up on the ground. I was surprised: "Damn it, it turns out that these good things are here. It seems that the coffin of Queen Sheng Lianjingjue must be below. There is no way out."

At this time, Shirley Yang found a rope ladder at one end of the platform. The rope ladder hung on a large stone growing together with the platform, hanging down from the side of the platform, with old-fashioned safety locks on both ends.

Shirley Yang said: "This may be left by the explorers who have been here before. Although the rope ladder is strong, after all, we are getting older. Let's go back to the stone bridge to get the rope ladder we brought ourselves."

I said, "It is of course simple to do this, but have you ever thought about the fact that there are so many jade jewelry below, why did the explorers who have been here before not take them away? Those foreigners are not good things. To put it nicely, they are explorers. To put it nicely, they are thieves who come to our China to steal things. You must know that the thief will not leave empty."

Shirley Yang said: "I understand what you mean. You mean that they will never go into Baoshan and return empty-handed. The reason why these treasures are kept here is because there are traps such as beasts below."

I said, "That's right, that's what it means. There is no good thing in the sky that there is no pie falling. The simpler the thing, the more complicated it is to do. Do you remember An Liman said that there is an ancient curse in the black desert? No matter who takes the treasures from the black desert, he will be buried in the black desert forever with these treasures."

Shirley Yang said: "This legend is also recorded in the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty. The city buried in the black desert is called Geluokalai. I think this curse is not a problem. Professor Chen and others are archaeologists and they will not touch these things casually. What I worry most is your fat partner, you have to pay attention to him."

I said angrily, "What do you say? You look like thieves when you are with us? I tell you that we are poor and have ambitions. I can use my head to guarantee that as long as I say that the things here cannot be moved, my buddy will never take them. You should take care of yourself first. I think that in the year of Gengzi, the Eight-Nation Alliance came to China to kill people and set fires and stole so many good things. Are you in these Eight Kingdoms? What qualifications do you have to think we are like thieves?"

Shirley Yang was so angry that his face turned pale: "So you think I look like a thief?"

When I thought that she had saved me no matter how much I said, I had to endure the temper and accompany me. The two of them returned along the same route. This time, no one spoke again, and the atmosphere was so dull that it was scary.

Professor Chen and others had been impatient for a long time. Seeing that we finally returned, I hurriedly asked for details. I made a pot of water in the underground river, and described the situation below while drinking. Shirley Yang added a part.

Professor Chen and his students heard that there was indeed a different world below. When the fat man heard that there were a large number of burial objects below, he was overjoyed and could not wait. He immediately set out into the gate of the ancient tomb.

I walked at the end. When I entered, I touched the thousand-pound gate. If this damn falls, no one can get out. However, there are so many medicines, so there is no need to worry. When I think of this, I feel much more at ease. I bowed my head and walked into the tomb passage.

Everyone was busy preparing rope ladders on the platform. I guess at this time, it was useless for me to advise them, so I had to tell the fat man not to take down the things. I don’t believe any bullshit curse, but I can’t let Shirley Yang catch the handle. We have to bring glory to the Chinese people.

The fat man said, "Old Hu, don't worry. We are a man, so we can't lose this amount. No matter what we have, I will take a mouse hair." He thought about it and added: "If you want to take it, wait until you come back and take it."

After the rope ladder was put down, I was still the vanguard. I went down the first place. I saw that there were no traces of mice nearby. At first, I thought there might be such a black snake below, so the mice didn't dare to come down.

But after I went down, I found that there was a silence like death here. Not to mention rats and poisonous snakes, there were not even a small insect and ant. There were many bronze lamps nailed on the nearby rock walls, all of which were made into the shape of a lamp slave. The lamp slave knelt down on his knees and held the treasure pot with his hands. The lamp oil in the lamp had been burned out. There were countless copper lamps one by one, so I could take them out and put them on the market. With this craft, this era, this source, and this history, it was definitely worth a lot of money.

Standing on a pile of treasures, my heart was shaken, and I had to hold it back. It was really impossible to do without some concentration. The only way was to not look at those good things and try to distract myself as much as possible. I blew the whistle, and the people waiting for the signal climbed down the rope ladder one after another.

Everyone who came down was shocked by the mountain of treasures. So many rare treasures were plundered by Jingjue from various countries in the Western Regions. Even Professor Chen could not call out the names of these treasures one by one, but one thing is certain that each one is valuable.
Chapter completed!