The Western Zhou-style tomb was remodeled by Li Chunfeng, but Luo Chen believed that someone as proud as Li Chunfeng would definitely not do such a thing.

Moreover, this hidden tomb is not suitable for men to sleep forever.

After walking around the coffin, Luo Chen finally discovered the pattern of the mechanism.

At one end of the coffin, there is a cylindrical slot. After sensing it with his fingers, Luo Chen looked at the fat man who was staring at the coffin.

"Fatty, where's the pen?"

"Here, Master Luo, is the coffin about to be opened?"

"Would you like to light a candle?"

Looking at Fatty's excited face, Luo Chen was really helpless, but Jin Ya seemed a little timid.

"Stop it, fat man!"

"There are so many dangers along the way, what if there is a female zongzi?"

"It's been quite a few years since the Western Zhou Dynasty. If it's really a female rice dumpling, why don't we explain it?"

On the contrary, the third bomber said nonchalantly: "You are so worried, don't you have extra explosives?"

"Furthermore, Master Luo will leave it alone, if there are any female zongzi, they will have to be trampled on!"

"That's right, I said Lord Jin, you still don't believe our Lord Luo's ability?"

When the fat man talked about the zongzi, he showed a nonchalant expression, and then winked at the bomb boy.

"What are you doing stepping on your feet? It would be nice to have a female rice dumpling or something under your body!"

Seeing that what the fat man said was completely off track, Luo Chen was also the first and the second, so he hurriedly stopped it.

"Fatty man, stop talking nonsense about you washing your hair!"

But who would have thought that Fatty became even more excited when he heard that washing his hair, and there was a bit of lust between his brows: "Master Luo, it's all the same, all the same!"

"Same ball!"

Could it be the same? Luo Chen was so angry that his eyes turned black. One hot spring and one ice water, it's the same.

It’s okay to alternate it once in a while, but it won’t freeze if you stick it in the ice all the time!

"Grandfather, what do you say is different?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing!"

It's all to blame for this fat man, what's not good to talk about, nothing special about ice and fire, for a moment Luo Chen forgot that there was a foreign girl who had never received Chinese education since she was a child.

At the moment, he could only give Fatty a vicious glance, and changed the subject in embarrassment.

Shirley's question interrupted the words of the old drivers, and the only woman present spoke, and everyone could only stop this esoteric topic.

The eyes continued to return to the previous coffin. There was a disc-shaped bronze plate on the coffin inlaid with gold and jade, and there was just a slot in the center of the bronze plate.

Luo Chen reached out and put the writing brush of unknown material on it, the writing brush and the bronze plate fit perfectly, just right.

Sensing the operation of the mechanism with two fingers, Luo Chen turned the disk lightly, and when it turned to one place, a gap was suddenly opened above the bronze disk.

A gold piece about the size of a palm popped out.

Luo Chen felt that there was nothing abnormal around him, so he felt relieved, and slapped the fat man's fat hand that was stretching towards the gold piece with a slap.

Under the fat man's resentful gaze, he picked up the gold piece and looked carefully. It turned out that the regular script of the Tang Dynasty was engraved on the gold piece.

This Li Chunfeng not only remodeled the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, but also so boldly remodeled the coffin of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Such painstaking efforts made Luo Chen a little puzzled, the pupil of the delusion opened instantly, and the small characters on the gold plate instantly became clear.

But when he saw the first sentence at the beginning, Luo Chen was shocked.

"Brother Luo! Seeing words as faces, Chunfeng has lived up to your trust!"

"The things are intact, and they are returned to their original owners!"

Looking at the few short sentences on the gold plate, Luo Chen was puzzled, could it be that he had told Li Chunfeng something?
This is too ridiculous!

But when Luo Chen thought of his Lady Queen, he couldn't accept what he saw in front of him.

While thinking about it, the walls in all directions suddenly began to tremble, and one after another hidden compartments opened on the walls.

"Ah! Master Jin, let me pinch it, this is not a dream!"

The fat man looked back and forth at the eight walls, his saliva was about to flow out, and he wished he could fly over with his wings.

Jin Ya also looked at the many treasures around him and swallowed a few times, his eyes were almost closed.

"Get rich, Master Hu, Master Fat, any of these are priceless treasures!"

Rao Yijinya has been in the antique business for so many years, but he has never seen so many precious treasures.

All kinds of rare treasures, such as Buddha statues, jade, and hidden compartments neatly placed on the eight walls, the fat man looked around and couldn't help his heart's pursuit of treasures any longer.

He wanted to rush up as soon as he trotted, but unfortunately, Luo Chen poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"Fatty, those things, don't move!"

Looking at the structural specifications in the tomb, and the eight walls with treasures in front of him, Luo Chen already had some calculations in his mind.

"Little Hu, do you see anything?"

"Master Luo, is this Jiugong gossip?"

Xiao Hu looked at the surrounding structures seriously, and even took out a compass from his pocket.

But the little nonsense is right. The tomb is built with a round sky and eight walls different from ordinary tombs. It is obviously the nine palaces and eight trigrams in metaphysics.

The eight trigrams in the nine palaces and eight trigrams correspond to the eight walls, forming eight gates.

Qiankun Xunzhen and Kanli Gendui in the eight trigrams, and Xiusheng hurt Du in the eight gates, and Jingshi was startled, and cooperated accordingly.

"Is it possible to get out after finding the door of life, Master Luo!"

"Of course not. Li Chunfeng is pedantic about heaven and man. How could the mechanism he arranged be so simple?"

Luo Chen, who was sensing with two fingers on the wall, looked back at the crowd: "The eight gates are formed by the evolution of the nine palaces and eight trigrams."

"Only by finding the true sequence and mobilizing the dark artifacts on the wall can we decipher the mechanism left by this generation of master Li Chunfeng."

Listening to Luo Chen's on-site teaching, everyone couldn't help showing sudden expressions, only Fatty never cared about these things.

In the words of the fat man.

"Fatty, I'm just a frontrunner. I'll fight wherever Master Luo tells me to. You guys are better off doing these mind-boggling things!"

"Master Luo, just tell me how to do it. I can't understand those fat people because of my limited brain capacity!"

Looking at the picture of the fat man, I don't know how to do it, and I don't want to do it, Xiao Hu secretly patted his forehead, and then a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in his head.

"One wears nine shoes, two and four are shoulders, three are left and seven are right, six and eight are feet, and five are in the middle palace!"

"I see, Master Luo, I understand!"

Seeing that Xiao Hu finally came to his senses, Luo Chen showed a hint of relief, sure enough, Comrade Xiao Hu is much more reliable than Fatty, who is not enterprising.

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