At this time, we were already a little tired, so we sat under the stone tablet to rest. But there was a burnt person in the cloud pattern cauldron behind us, which always made me feel a little uncomfortable. I asked my second uncle: "Who do you think this cauldron will be?"

The second uncle took a sip of water and said, "I'm not sure. When we came in, there was a thieves here, so someone has come in front of us. The dead people in this tripod may be one of those people."

"Then why did he die?" I continued to ask.

Uncle Er smiled faintly, "Where you are here, you can die no matter how you die. You may be killed directly by those white-faced hair, or you may be burned to death by yourself after being hallucinated, and of course you may be killed by your own people!"

"Being killed by my own people?" I was a little surprised by my second uncle's answer.

"What's so fuss about this?" Uncle Er looked at me, "In such places, darkness, depression, and even some strange things happen, and people's emotions are easily out of control. I have seen too many internal strife and killing each other in the tomb, especially for newbies who have just entered the industry, so I prefer to find experienced veterans, and the risk of cooperating with novices is too high."

I felt that Uncle Er seemed to be referring to something, and I quickly defended myself, "Uncle Er, although I am a novice, I have strong psychological qualities and I can control my emotions."

The second uncle smiled at me, "You guy is doing well, you are worthy of being from our Faqiu. In short, everyone should be careful. This place cannot be covered by good skills." As he said that, the second uncle glanced at Zhou Cheng who was still unconscious not far away.

I knew in my heart that this is true. Zhou Cheng is second only to Wen Mo. He has been a soldier and fought with drug dealers at the border. He is considered a tough guy. However, when he arrived here, he was also at a loss when encountering an emergency and was more likely to be hit. Just like the scene just now, he almost killed his own people by chance.

I know that although Zhou Cheng is not likes to talk and acts very low-key, I understand in my heart that he is actually only obedient to the Tang family father and son, and he actually doesn't care about other people and other things.

I asked my second uncle, "Is it possible that the dead person in this tripod is one of Master An or Qi Feng?"

Hearing my words, the second uncle sneered, "It's possible that Qi Feng is going to die, but if it's Yuan An, I won't believe it. He has never done such a thing."

"Uncle II, are you saying that Yuan An even calculating his own people?" I asked Uncle II in surprise.

Uncle Er said, "Yuan An is not burdened by his side. If you think that the people around him have no users, you must find a way to get rid of them or directly..." As he said, Uncle Er made a neck wiping action, "This man is cruel and ruthless. Although I have never seen him kill people himself, according to his experience of the old Taoist, if you find a chance in the tomb, you can make people die without being aware of it. I have seen this."

After hearing what Uncle Second said, I nodded. This is probably why Uncle Second is no longer willing to cooperate with Yuan An.

At this time, Zhou Cheng, who had been unconscious, slowly woke up. He sat up in a daze and looked at us, "What's wrong with me?"

Yuanxiao walked over, squatted down, and said, "Brother Cheng, you were poisoned with white face and your right side again, and you had hallucinations. Fortunately, you knocked you out in time."

Zhou Cheng nodded, "Then what did I do when I have hallucinations?"

Yuanxiao sighed, "Brother Cheng, you were too careless. After having hallucinations, you shot randomly. Look at Zhuoran's arm." As he said that, Yuanxiao pointed at me, "That's thanks to you."

Zhou Cheng's face changed, and he hurriedly got up next to me, and said earnestly: "Zhuo Ran is really sorry. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. If it is...ah, then I can't forgive myself no matter what! That's it," Zhou Cheng touched his waist, but the touch was empty, and turned around and said to Yuanxiao: "Where is my gun? Give me a message."

Yuanxiao took out his gun and handed it to Zhou Cheng, "Brother Cheng, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Cheng took the gun, stuffed it into my hand, and then pointed the gun at his arm, "Come on, Zhuoran, you can shoot me too, we will get even if we come."

I smiled helplessly and handed the gun back to Zhou Cheng's hand, "Forget it, Brother Cheng, I'm also traumatized, it's nothing serious. Now our situation is in danger. It's better to be injured by a person than to take another one. The road ahead depends on you."

Zhou Cheng looked at me calmly, and then said, "Okay! Zhuoran, I owe you a shot, and I owe you a favor. You can ask for it at any time."

I nodded with a wry smile, thinking that Zhou Cheng is also honest, there is no need to do this, but I don’t hate him. This man has the pride of a soldier, but he is a friend.

We continued to rest for a while, then left the tomb and continued to walk forward.

We found that there was no stone door between this tomb and the tomb in front, but was completely opened.

Walking through this door, we found that the tomb chamber seemed to be bigger, with steps one by one in front of us, all the way up. There are thick bluestone railings on both sides of the stone steps.

Standing in front of the stone steps, we all stopped. The steps are very easy to set up mechanisms in the ancient tomb. We dare not step on them rashly, so as not to fall into the mechanisms of the ancients.

I looked at the second uncle next to me, "Uncle II, can I step on this step? Will there be mechanisms?"

Uncle Er squatted down, touched the steps, and then looked at Wen Mo with an inquiring look. Wen Mo also squatted down, carefully checked the stone steps, and then stood up, "Everyone follows me and try to keep quiet."

We nodded quickly. Wen Mo has been a man who knew him from the beginning, and now, although we have not had any deep friendship, but for some reason, he can feel safe with others. Moreover, in the things he has experienced with him, he has almost no mistakes. He seems to know many things, but with his age, it is not easy to reach the same level as Uncle Second. However, from his actions just now, it can be seen that Uncle Second seems to be asking for his opinions. Who is this person? I have asked this question countless times, but no one can give me an answer. I don’t believe that Uncle Second knows nothing about Wen Mo, and he must be hiding something from me. When I go out here, I will definitely have a good chat with him!

Wen Mo walked in the front, we followed one by one, he walked, we stopped, and we stopped even when he stopped. In short, strictly follow Wen Mo's route, Yuanxiao and I still have some understanding of Wen Mo's abilities. We know that now is not the time to be innovative and show off. Maybe we will always stand here!

We followed Wenmo to the top of the stone steps and arrived at an open space. Everything was safe and sound. We looked around and found that in front of us, there were some upward stone steps not far away, and on both sides of us was a circular platform. The architectural shape here was probably like the round hill of the Temple of Heaven.

Yuanxiao looked around and then walked away tentatively, "It seems that there is no mechanism for this. Are we too careful?"

The second uncle looked at Lantern Festival coldly, "There is no mechanism? If you had let you go on that road just now, you might have been lying down several times!"

Yuanxiao curled her lips disapprovingly, "Uncle Second, what you said is serious, is it true or false?"

Uncle Er didn't say anything, looked around and found a pottery jar under the railing. Uncle Er reached out to pick it up, looked at the bottom, looked at the pattern, and then clicked some parts.

I don't understand, "Uncle II, what are you doing?"

The second uncle looked at us, "Let me see if this clay pot is worth it."

We still don't quite understand, "What does it mean?"

Uncle Er was not answering us, and reached out to push the pot and let it roll down towards the stone steps. We only heard a series of "dangdang" sounds. The pot rolled from the top of the stone steps to the ground, and finally stopped there.

Just when we were not sure about it, we only heard a whoosh, and then a scene that made us extremely scared happened. We saw countless small arrows flying from the bluestone railings on both sides.

These small arrows were densely filled with stone steps, which made me sweat. If we were just doing it rashly, or if someone took the wrong route, I think our best ending is to be able to crawl out.

The second uncle patted the stunned trio of Xiaobai, namely Yuanxiao, and Zhou Cheng, "How is it? Many things are not as simple as you imagined. Do you think you think you think you think? It's not like this many times."

I looked at the stone steps behind me and nodded, "Uncle Second, your tongue twister is quite reasonable. But how did Wenmo see it?" I said, looking at Wenmo.

Wen Mo pointed to the bluestone railing next to him, "You must have not noticed the typical ground crossbow mechanism of the Qin and Han dynasties. In fact, the number of bluestone railings on the left and right is different. There are seven on the left, eight on the right, seven on the left, eight on the left, four on the right, three on the left, four on the horizontal, one on the vertical, one on the vertical, and two on the vertical, and then one on the back, and then the compass direction can basically determine the route."

I was a little confused when I heard this, but after looking at the more confused Lantern Festival and Zhou Cheng next to me, I felt that I was still good.

Uncle Er smiled as he looked at us, "These things cannot be learned in a short while. If you have the opportunity to study more related ancient books in the future."

"However, I don't understand," I asked my second uncle, "If this ancient tomb would be closed, what is the reason for the cracking method of this mechanism? Why not directly build it to touch the mechanism no matter where it is stepped on? It saves us from taking advantage of loopholes."

The second uncle shook his hand, "Actually, the ancient tomb is closed and no longer opened, but there are also very special situations, such as migration, joint burial, etc. At this time, you need to open the ancient tomb again without leaving a route to crack the mechanism, which is also very troublesome, so most of the ancient tombs can only know the methods, and they can crack it."

Before the second uncle could finish his words, Wen Mo suddenly made a ban on voice gesture. I wanted to ask him more. He raised his hand and pointed to the darkness of the platform next to him...
Chapter completed!