"Well... no, no, it's pretty good. Marry, why not? Where can I find such a good wife? Register when I go back! Don't worry, we will definitely go back alive. The Minggui in the tomb of Hu of Qin Dynasty belongs to us!" Wushuang hugged Lan Caidie even tighter. He should really cherish the woman in his arms. (                                                                                 �

"Grandma, it must be the one who was just now. When I catch him, I will break him up!" Yun Qiang said as he took off the hunting rifle behind him, and the bullets were pressed into the gun hall.

"Let's go slowly. This time, I think there will be some explanations in this second tomb passage." Wushuang did not dare to let these two young men walk in front again, but instead ordered Yun Qiang's rear, Lan Caidie and Professor to walk in the middle.

The light of the Wolf Eye flashlight is very concentrated, shooting about a hundred meters. If the dazzling light shines directly on the human eyes, it will probably be blinded in a few minutes. But even so, after the dazzling light of the Wolf Eye shoots out, the beam will soon be swallowed by the boundless darkness in the end.

In the empty tomb passage, the footsteps of the four people echoed, and they themselves were numb, not knowing whether the footsteps were their own or something.

This tomb passage still extends endlessly, almost the same as the first tomb passage they entered. As people walk in an environment for a long time, their physical strength and mental energy will be consumed to varying degrees.

"I think you can't get out of this way? It's like a bottomless pit. Have we overlooked some clues?" Wushuang stopped.

"Shaokui, I think we will become numb after we have been walking for too long. In fact, this tomb passage has become different, but we have not discovered it. Don't you think that since we came in through the copper door, the corpse-eating rats following behind us have disappeared?" Professor Monalou reminded him.

Wushuang looked up and there was no sound at the top of the dark cave wall. Although the big guys moved very quickly, they were too big and they could make noise everywhere they went. Moreover, the smell of corpse on their bodies could not be hidden at all.

"It's different, sir? Maybe we're right. You guys seem to have something around you." Yun Qiang said in a loud voice. Then he rushed up with a hunting rifle.

Wushuang looked at the distance and said, "Oh, there seemed to be an altar in the tomb passage in front. Although the outline of the altar is still clear, the red carpet on the altar has already hung down to the ground. The carpet is blood-red and blood-red, which makes people dizzy.

"Qianzi is back!" Wushuang called out to the rash man.

The three of them quickly followed. The altar in front of them was very high. They stood in front of the altar and had something on it. They were stepping on the big blood-red carpet, which was furry and soft.

"Stay here and don't move." Wushuang asked the other three to stay and wait for him, but he stepped onto the stone steps leading to the altar step by step with his double blades in his hand.

He slowly stepped onto the altar. On the altar was a complete blood-red carpet, and in the middle was a golden three-legged cauldron. How big is this cauldron? It is five or six meters high. Just the bottom foot is as big as a human head.

On the blood-red carpet, flame-shaped totems appeared in several corners, which correspond to the three-legged giant tripod in the middle.

"It's so big! If the stewed meat is definitely fragrant!" Wushuang muttered.

"Ah? Have meat to eat? Oh, I'm starving to death." Yun Qiang heard that there was meat, and followed from below. He saw the three-legged giant tripod. He said in surprise: "My goodness, my god, this is worth it, right? My man, can't the golden one be pure gold? Is it necessary to get it done, so I'll have hope for the next life?"

"Well, then you can carry it back to me." Wushuang glared at him. "Professor, come up and take a look, and you have a major discovery."

Professor Monalou had been impatient and ran faster than Lan Caidian in three steps. After rushing up, he pushed the big wide-brimmed glasses, for fear that he would be careful enough.

"Oh, pure gold! This... this is a giant weapon used by ethnic minorities to sacrifice to heaven in ancient times!"

"Is there any explanation?" Wushuang asked him.

"Your three bottoms correspond to heaven, earth and man. If you look carefully at the paintings engraved on the golden tripod, they are all scenes of ancient mermaid shepherds. In addition, these totems represent the awe of ancient ethnic minorities for the holy fire. People believe that fire was given to mortals by God."

Gududu...gududu... there was a sound from the huge golden cauldron, as if it was boiling boiling water.

Everyone took two steps back together, alerting the giant cauldron. The water in the giant cauldron was gone, and the scarlet viscous liquid spread down from the mouth of the cauldron. In an instant, the fishy smell overflowed.

"It's blood! Go down quickly! This bronze tripod is strange!" Wushuang shouted, and the others quickly supported Professor Monalou and ran down. He also said while running, "National Treasure, National Treasure! Never damage it!

"Professor, wait for me!" Wushuang turned around and shouted, then rushed up in a few steps. He was agile, stepped on the edges and corners at the bottom of the giant cauldron, and rushed up the mat. He lay on the giant cauldron and looked inside, and was shocked.

The huge three-legged golden tripod was filled with blood. The blood was already bubbling constantly. Moreover, something seemed to be squirming in the blood, and the blood was rushing up from the bottom of the golden tripod.

With a thud, a black shadow suddenly burst out of the blood. The thing was round and like a sphere, as big as a human head. After rushing up for two or three meters, it fell heavily, causing blood to splatter.

After it fell, it aroused a lot of blood splashed out from it, like water ripples. He quickly raised his arm to block it.

"Damn, what's the point of doing this?"

Before he could react, a terrifying cry came from the blood of the golden tripod, and he looked down again... My God, I didn't have that person's head just now. It was a bloody head. There seemed to be something hanging under the head. The thing below was pulling it down little by little. The person's head roared angrily, as if he wanted to struggle out, and the thing below just didn't let him come out.

The head soaked in blood was already blurred, the skin on his face was rotten, and the heat was tortured with blisters. It was still thicker. He stared with his eyes wide, his eyes were rolling in his sockets. He opened his mouth and actually stuck out his tongue to push the thing down with his tongue.
Chapter completed!