Shunzi also expressed his opinion: "No matter what, I have to send Boss Wu, I must follow him."

The fat man raised his hand to surrender to the three of us: "You two are engaged in personality cults. I am the only one who is isolated. I am unlucky. Then you can do whatever you say. At worst, you can die together."

Pan Zi said: "Let's go to the direction of the mark first. If it is wrong, then look back and be careful in everything."

We nodded and agreed. I understood very well. Anyway, no matter how good we are in discussions here, it is useless. Wherever we go and how we go now depends on luck.

So he got up, Pan Zi pulled out a folded pathfinder similar to a blind stick, and while knocking on the ground, we walked towards the direction where the symbols were engraved.

I was extremely careful all the way. I was actually very tired of this kind of place where I couldn’t walk peacefully, but Is there any way? Since I have come here, I can’t miss this step, otherwise the hardships I had before would be in vain.

I thought I would spend at least half an hour in this tomb passage, but unexpectedly, this tomb passage was extremely short, less than 200 meters, and suddenly became wider, and a huge earth jade gate appeared at the end.

I recognized this at a glance that this was the gate of the Nether Palace, because the tomb door at the entrance of the tomb passage would not use such good stone. The lower half of the door had been blown away, revealing a big hole. It was obvious that someone had entered, and I don’t know if it was Aning and the others or others.

I was secretly happy in my heart. We were still on the right path. Behind the door is the core part of the entire underground palace. Many classic tomb structures immediately emerged in my mind. Although this is the Dongxia Imperial Tomb, it was built by the Han people. I believe there is not much difference from the tombs in the Central Plains. What will you see after entering? I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I don't know what the coffin of the Wannu King Land looks like and whether there are coffins burying around me.

There are probably mechanisms in the jade door of the tomb. The stone walls on both sides are likely to be empty, filled with poisonous stone powder. Moreover, such mechanisms often have no way to crack them, because the tomb does not plan to open again after the tomb is level. Even if you are a craftsman who designs this door, you can't get in after closing it.

However, this door has been blown up like this, and it is estimated that some organs have been destroyed. There is no need to worry about this. We bent down and entered the tomb behind the door. The fat man was cautious and started to fire up the cold fireworks to increase the lighting force. We can see the layout of the tomb immediately after a while.

The moment the cold fireworks lit up, we saw a suffocating scene appearing in front of us. No one expected that they would see such a scene, and they almost stood there frozen and could not move.

The height and width of this tomb chamber are nearly ten times lower than the burial wine room I just saw. Four giant columns full of relief stand in the four corners of the tomb chamber. There are many things piled up on the ground of the tomb chamber. When the cold fireworks lit up, we found that they were gold and silver vessels, gems, glasses, pearls and jades like hills. When our flashlights shine, it was filled with brilliance, which was simply impossible to look at.

"My grandpa--" The fat man's eyes were bigger than those of a cow, and his face was twisted.

I was also shocked and could hardly stand. Pan Zi murmured: "What am I saying? The Jurchen treasury and the annual offerings of the Southern Song Dynasty. I'm not wrong."

After being involved in this journey for so long, all I saw were broken copper and iron. I thought I could not escape my fate this time. I didn’t expect that there would be so many treasures in the imperial tomb of this small border and weak country. Could it be that as Pan Zi said, all the treasures after the Great Jin Dynasty destroyed the country were buried here? That was not a problem of getting rich. You can eat the things here for a lifetime.

The fat man wanted to roll into the pile of gold and silverware. I had the urge to roll up, but I still had a trace of rationality in my heart. He held the fat man and told him not to be proud. Many tomb goldware sprayed with poison. When he rolled inside, he was poisoned to death. It was so stupid. It was best not to touch these things.

But I grabbed the fat man, but didn't hold Pan Zi. He had already rushed into the pile of goldware, grabbed a handful of goldware, and looked at it in a daze. The reflected golden light made his face look golden and tremble all over. Then he let go of his hand, and the things fell from the cracks of his fingers, making a sound of metal hitting.

I saw that Pan Zi was safe after grabbing a few handfuls. I knew that the gold weapon was not poisonous, so I felt relieved and couldn't help but go up and grab it. The heavy feeling almost made me laugh out loud. I don't know who said it. Human beings' love for gold has been written into the genes and has become an innate and irresistible instinct. He is really fucking right.

Even if I do, although I am hypocritical on the surface, the throbbing of seeing gold is sent from my heart. I can't even deceive myself. I like these things.

A few people forgot everything at once. We ran into the pile, picked up a pile of things, then ran into the pile, took out a headband full of gems and looked carefully. These things are all the best. As long as one is put in the museum, it is the treasure of the museum. Now there are so many here, so I can just take it. It doesn’t feel a pity to step on it casually.

The fat man had already started to put things into his bag. He poured out all his equipment and didn't want anything. He stuffed it hard into the bag, stuffed it all, but felt something was wrong, poured out all of it, stuffing other things, and making meaningless sounds while filling it.

But soon we all discovered that no matter how we pretended, we could not take away the treasure. If we bumped into these, we would immediately find that something better and more precious appeared under him. After pretending to be more precious, we found that the authentic product that we had never seen before. We had no idea how to start.

I was crazy for a long time, and I knew that we were exhausted and people calmed down from extreme excitement. Then I felt something was wrong, why did I hear Shunzi's voice after I came in?

I wiped the sweat from my head. I stood up from the pile of jewelry and shone it around with a flashlight. I saw Shunzi standing on a pile of goldware and didn't know what he was looking at.

I walked over and asked him what he was doing. Are he not excited to see this gold?

He didn't say anything, but pointed below. I shone the flashlight along his flashlight and found that in the middle of several piles of goldware, countless treasures surrounded the ground. There were actually several people curled up inside, motionless, as if they were dead.

I was shocked immediately, and the excitement I had just disappeared suddenly, and I had goose bumps.

The fat man and Pan Zi saw that Shunzi and I were standing there, thinking that we had discovered something again, so they rushed over and saw that there were a few rice dumplings, and they were also surprised.

We walked down the depression in the pile of goldware, held the flashlight in the backhand, and took a closer look, and found that it was indeed a dead person, and it had been dead for a while. The skin of the corpse was frozen and dehydrated into orange-shaped skin. But strangely, the people were wearing rotten tweed coats, modern people's clothes, and there were a few rotten old-fashioned marching bags around us.

The fat man said strangely: "What's going on? Who are these people? Our colleagues?"

I shook my head, put on my gloves and flipped through those people's backpacks and clothes. This outfit should have been more popular lichens in the 1980s and 1990s. Now, people in their forties and fifties in the rural areas of the Northeast can also wear them. We have seen many such half-grown old men in Yingshan Village. Judging from the degree of decay, these people should have died here for five to twenty years.

Pan Zi asked: "Can it be the herb collector or hunter from Changbai Mountain who accidentally entered here and could not get out and die?"

"Impossible." I pulled open the clothes of a corpse. It was a female corpse. I looked at the ears of the female corpse, with old-fashioned ground earrings hanging on it and a watch on my hand. It had already rusted. "Look, this is a plum blossom watch, an old style. Even if the market-level local people didn't have it, this female corpse was quite big, not like people from the countryside."

"Will that be the lost tourists from the 1980s?" Pan Zi asked again, "The mark we followed along the way was engraved by them?"

I shook my head. It was impossible for them to carve the mark because I have seen that mark in the underwater tomb. It must have been carved by relevant people, either Anning or the other, or the oil bottle. It is possible that tourists are lost, but if they are really lost, they can get lost to such a place? The underground palace tomb passage, without considerable courage, ordinary people dare not go down.

However, if this woman has a little background, such as the child of a leader, or has some contact with local bureaucrats, she may have a great influence in the local area. Shunzi is quite in her grade. She might hear it at that time and want to turn around and ask him if there have been any sensational disappearance accidents here in the past five to twenty years.

When he turned around, Shunzi did not run down with us, and still stayed on the pile of goldware, with a very stiff expression.

I thought to myself, was Shunzi also got hit on the tongue of the corpse like a fat man, and didn't see anything on his neck? I saw that he was still trembling and felt something was wrong.

The fat man said to him, "What's wrong? Are you afraid of death? Why didn't you see you just now?"

Shunzi ignored the fat man and walked down step by step with heavy steps. Before coming to one of the corpses, he squatted down and I found that he was so nervous that he was almost about to fall.

Suddenly I thought of what happened.

The fat man wanted to go and pat him, so I stopped the fat man and waved his hand to him. The fat man asked me softly: "What's wrong with him? I'm possessed evil?"

I shook my head. If I guessed correctly, these corpses might have been mentioned by Shunzi and I. His father brought into Changbai Mountain's team ten years ago, and the corpse that Shunzi looked at now might be his father, so he acted so nervously.

Unexpectedly, I really gave him the information and followed us to find his father's body...

But is this a coincidence or something? Has the team of ten years been mistakenly entering here? Or is there any other hidden information we don’t know?

Shunzi did not cry at the end. After a moment of excitement, the man relaxed and respectfully sorted his father's hair. However, the body was severely dehydrated and his hair fell down as soon as he touched it. After finally sorting it out, his father also turned into Ge You. I know that this kid must still feel uncomfortable. Maybe he still had the luck of his father still alive for ten years. Now that the luck is shattered, people can be said to be relaxed or despaired.

Fatty and Pan Zi didn't know what was going on, but they were inexplicably watching and were sweating coldly. I simply told Fatty Pan Zi what I guessed, and I believe I was right.

The fat man also shed tears after hearing this and said, "My old man has gone too early, and has committed a revolution in the country for a lifetime, and finally he has been labeled as a counter-revolutionary. I can understand your mood, but people always have to think about it in a better way. If you can meet again in ten years, God will take care of you. Please be more careful."

When the fat man cried, Pan Zi's eyes were wet. He agreed that you all have dads. I have never seen my dad. The third master has always been like my dad, and now he has not yet known his life or death.

I hurriedly said, "You are sick, Shunzi didn't cry, you two joined in the fun. Let's see why they died here."
Chapter completed!