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Chapter 340: The Lady of the State

"Of course, it's bragging about my brilliant and brilliant life."

Chen Wangshu said without hesitation.

She died too urgently and did not write the epitaph in advance. Otherwise, she would definitely have to engrave it on the tombstone, "Please beauties, don't be polite to come here..."

After thinking about this, I felt that I was going to open the palace at the King of Hell. I really underestimated the officials in the underworld.

"No!" Fang Aotian shook his head, "After so many years of carving, who has owed him money and has not paid it back."

Chen Wangshu squirted out with a slap, and Yan Jue on the side could not hide his smile.

God fucked the debt list on his tomb door!

"My grandfather said that if one day our family is poor, or if the booklet is lost, the villain refuses to admit the account and cheats, let's go to his tomb and add a copy, and call those puppies to open your eyes and remember them! A long memory!"

Chen Wangshu gave a thumbs up and looked at the tomb door.

The tomb gate is bare and can't even find a mechanism. However, it doesn't matter, because there is a big hole in the tomb gate that just happened to be passed by one person.

The tomb robbers in later generations directly used explosives to blow up the door. Duke Hu himself was explosives.

Fang Aotian looked at him and just stepped apart to drill in, but Yan Jue pulled him away.

Chen Wangshu's heart tightened, and he jumped back, and saw a huge snake head drilling out of the hole.

Fang Aotian took a look and sat on the ground, "Prince, what kind of crow's mouth are you? Fang was almost eaten by a snake!"

Chen Wangshu didn't care about her at this moment. Yan Jue had already drawn his sword and stabbed towards the big snake.

But the sword stabbed the snake in front of the eyes, but put it down again.

I saw the snake spitting out a letter obediently, with big black bean-like eyes, watery. It closed its mouth and stared at Yan Jue obediently and looked again and again.

Chen Wangshu felt that if the snake had an expression, it would be aggrieved.

Damn! Could it be that this male vixen can even be dizzy even by snakes! Then they are not easy to fight Qi? Is it easy to ask Yan Jue to put it on the city tower and dance a sword dance. Wouldn't all the enemy troops beneath his fur pants!

The snake saw Yan Jue withdraw his sword, rolling around the ground, then twisted his head and swam quickly to the side.

This was the first time Yan Jue saw such a scene. He turned his head unnaturally and waved to Chen Wangshu.

Sure enough, as soon as I turned around, I saw Chen Wangshu's joking eyes.

"I don't know when you learned to tame animals."

Yan Jue shook his head, "Maybe this snake has a Taoist practice and knows that it is not my opponent. We have been here for a long time, and there is no water or food. We have to find the way out as soon as possible."

Chen Wangshu nodded and put away his temper.

This tomb is a one-way street, and they can only move forward, not backward.

As soon as I walked into the tomb, the lights in the tomb seemed to have heard the sound and were sensed, and they lit up one by one.

That's right, one by one.

Chen Wangshu and Yan Jue looked at each other. This is not the first time they have seen this scene.

I have also seen lights like eyeballs in the tomb of the Muxiang tribe.

The cemetery was quiet, and even the sound of the wind was inaudible.

"Good guy, if I'm not mistaken, this tomb is definitely not Chen Chao's tomb. Look at this kind of golden cake. Now we all use gold ingots, and almost no one uses such things."

"There is also this flower crown, which is very luxurious. The pearls on it are accumulated into the shape of peony flowers. We Chen people like simple and elegant. Even if we wear a hairpin, we will not be like this, just like we have the entire garden on our heads."

"Such valuable thing was thrown casually at the entrance. How rich is this tomb owner?"

Chen Wangshu glanced at the flower crown and the dazzling array of gold and silver. Although he was moved, it was not the time to get the money. If he found a way out, wouldn’t these things be all hers?

"There are eight doors in total, which one should we go in?"

Chen Wangshu raised his hand and pointed to the door.

This tomb is like a large living room with eight doors leading to different places.

"Look for it, see if there is any mark." Yan Jue said, holding Chen Wangshu, one by one, checking the past. Unlike the bare gates outside, there are dazzling patterns on the six gates here.

"Sure enough, it's on the sixth door." Chen Wang looked at it and waved to Yan Jue.

Yan Jue immediately walked over and gently pushed it with the hilt of the sword.

The door that looked extremely thick was pushed open like a layer of foam board.

Fang Aotian, who was still admiring the treasure, took a look and rushed up, followed Chen Wangshu and Yan Jue, and walked into the door.

This place is not so much a tomb chamber as it is a woman's boudoir.

"The girl once lived here." Chen Wangshu said, pointing to the painting hanging on the wall.

Chen Wangshu had seen several paintings among girls, but this painting was not only her, but also Duke Hu Guo.

The one on the top was the girl and Duke Hu, facing each other with swords, looking like they turned against each other.

The girl was holding a green snake in her hand and looked at Duke Hu coldly. Duke Hu was holding a spear in his hand, leaving only a figure behind, and his expression was not visible.

But even though he had only one back, Chen Wangshu felt as if he could see his sadness.

She raised her head and looked at Yan Jue. He looked at the painting, feeling a little stunning.

She walked up and gently pulled Yan Jue's sleeve.

"The table here is not dusty at all. Obviously, it has been wiped recently, and the bedding and bedding have been used. Your father should have lived here before."

Yan Jue came to his senses and looked at the bed.

Duke Hu Guo was a rough man who had little maids on weekdays, so he could fold quilts. The brocade quilt, which had been many years, was thrown aside in a random manner.

The cage next to it was also open, and it was empty and there was nothing.

Chen Wangshu looked around and found that the tomb was not big. She walked around and finished reading it, but she did not find the new mechanism.

Fang Aotian, who followed in, was anxious. He walked to the door and reached out to sting. The door that was originally very light now seemed to have become a real stone door, and it didn't move at all.

"We seem to be unable to get out. If we were outside, we could still kill the snake and eat meat, and it would be over."

Chen Wangshu frowned, and suddenly a flash of inspiration walked towards the painting.

"Did you see this painting move? Although it is very subtle, it moves for a while. Behind the painting, there is wind. If there is wind, it means that the back is empty."

Yan Jue's eyes were delighted, and walked over and pulled Chen Wangshu behind him. He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the painting off.

I saw several circular patterns behind the painting.

Yan Jue walked forward and flew his fingers. After a while, the few circles that were originally separated were merged together and formed a new pattern.

The last time Chen Wangshu saw him, he saw him turn those few peace locks into keys.
Chapter completed!
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