How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"There seems to be no problem in the front!"

Just when Yang Zhao and others were burning the body of Master Guanshan.

The trio of Ye Cheng, Chen Bu, and Li Cen also gradually explored.

After discovering the white skeleton, the three of them walked straight into the depths, entering the front hall and even the middle hall.

However, after Li Cen reminded them that the Guanshan Taibao might have plans, Ye Cheng and Chen Bu did not act rashly, but rather let the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft detect them first.

In the darkness, the reconnaissance plane made a slight buzzing sound and flew around the front hall and the middle hall, but failed to enter the back hall and the two side halls because there were white marble doors closed in those places.

Despite this, the footage captured by the drone showed that there was no dangerous situation.

"Shopkeeper Li, let me tell you, are you too careful? Leave quickly. I don't think anything will happen."

The oppressive and hypoxic environment made Chen Bu unable to bear it any longer. He put away the display screen and stood up indifferently.

Li Cen looked a little embarrassed.

He also didn't expect that there were all kinds of deadly traps outside the underground palace door, but after entering the underground palace, he would be so peaceful?

I still wanted to give some advice, but seeing that the drone didn't see the problem, it was really a bit of a slap in the face.

He had no choice but to stand up and follow Ye Cheng and Chen Bu.

"Mr. Ye, Officer Chen, although we didn't see any weapons, we still need to be careful. After all, those tomb robbers have not entered the underground palace long ago. We are likely to encounter them head-on..."

As soon as he said this, Chen Bu, who had just taken two steps carelessly, felt excited in his heart.

Hey, yeah!

The day before yesterday, it was he and Lao Fu who followed the mechanized brigade to encircle and suppress the tomb robbers.

According to the interrogation of those caught.

Among the people who exploded the Deling Underground Palace, besides Yang Zhao and Hu Jiuer from Yingjiang, there was also a guy named Chen Wentian.

This Chen Wentian is not an ordinary person. I heard that he is the chairman of Changsheng Group, a Fortune 500 company.

In fact, it is one of the Wen family's many money laundering gloves.

He also has another identity, he seems to be the leader of Xieling, and he has recruited a large group of green forest heroes.

Under his leadership, at least three to four hundred people entered the underground palace the day before yesterday.

But now...

After some drone reconnaissance, no one could be seen!

Where have all these people gone?

Chen Bu's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously touched the automatic rifle, leaning against the corner and moving slowly.

"Maybe most of those people are dead."

However, Ye Cheng was too lazy to take out his weapon and still walked at the front. He had already passed the front hall and arrived at the middle hall.

The front hall was empty and a bit clean.

After passing through the front hall, which is more than ten meters long, you enter the middle hall.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, there were some things placed here.

The so-called middle hall, to put it bluntly, is the place where the Ming Emperor handled official business after his death.

Although it is a bit nonsense, the scale of the entire underground palace is almost exactly the same as that of the Forbidden City, only it is reduced countless times.

Here are two white marble thrones, as well as five offerings and everlasting lanterns in dragon vats.

The throne is the throne of Tianqi Emperor Zhu Youxiao and his queen Zhang Yan, but all the ever-burning lamps in front of the throne have been extinguished.

Ye Cheng glanced at it casually, lost interest, and walked straight in one direction.

"died?"

Chen Bu, who was following Ye Cheng, was stunned for a moment. Before he could realize what was going on, he saw Ye Cheng push open the white marble door to the right of the three of them.

call……

The entire right side hall door is open.

A strong and extremely bloody smell immediately emerged.

Chen Bu held up his flashlight and took a quick look. He almost vomited out all the breakfast he had eaten before going to the tomb.

But I saw that this side hall was full of blood, almost stained red with blood.

As soon as the stone door was pushed open, a lot of blood even flowed out along the corridor into the middle hall.

After shining the flashlight on the dome again, the three of them were speechless.

He is indeed dead!

About three to four hundred corpses were hung precariously on the nine-meter-high dome.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and there were many blood drops dripping down.

Ye Cheng and Li Cen's faces turned a little pale. They understood that this was the masterpiece of the Jingling Armor of Nine Deaths, and they could still endure it.

If they hadn't broken the formation outside, everyone inside would have died.

"Uh...uh...uh..."

But Chen Bu couldn't bear it anymore.

Niang Xipi.

This is the first time in his life that he has seen so many mutilated corpses.

There were even a few heads still lying in a pool of blood, staring at him with unblinking eyes.

He turned around and vomited, and Old Fu's scolding came from the earphones.

"Chen'er, what are you vomiting? Can you please don't embarrass our national security team?"

Chen Bu vomited and wiped his tears.

"Director Fu, I can't help it! Didn't you see? That thing killed so many people. Compared with them, we only had three people die before. We are so lucky..."

There was silence in the headphones.

Through the drone footage, everyone outside could clearly see the tragedy in the right side hall, and once again felt the horror of the Nine Death Jingling Armor.

If Ye Cheng hadn't sacrificed his life to trap him, no one would have been able to enter the Deling Underground Palace, let alone leave.

But there was no sympathy from anyone.

Since he dared to do things like tomb robbing, he deserved to die.

"Can you please wait for me to vomit? Quickly look for the corpses of Yang Zhao, Hu Jiuer, and Chen Wentian."

"If they died, we would all be relieved."

Seeing Chen Bu vomiting non-stop, the old man urged him helplessly.

If these people are dead, it proves that the important things in the underground palace have not been stolen.

"Damn! Director Fu, why don't you use a drone to look for them? Let me use a flashlight to look at them one by one."

Chen Bu angrily said, "I'll kill you because I don't want to take another look at the right side hall."

"There's no need to look for it. About seven or eight people who survived have all gone to the side."

Ye Cheng suddenly spoke, holding a flashlight and shining it on the ground.

Only then did everyone notice that the ground in the middle hall was also covered with bloody and messy footprints.

Apparently someone had escaped and stayed in the nave for a while.

Where did you go?

The footprints showed that some people stopped in front of the white marble door leading to the apse, and more footprints walked towards the left side hall.

Li Cen and Chen Bu immediately became cautious and cautiously approached the left side hall.

But I saw that there was also a white marble door here, but this time I pushed the door but it didn't open.

"Nine Palace Chihu Lock!"

Li Cen narrowed his eyes and looked at the thing on the door of the right side hall, which was exactly the same as the left side hall.

But the right side was opened by someone, and the left side seemed to have never been opened...

Do not!

There was blood on it.

It means someone opened it and then locked it back.

"Mr. Ye! They are all hiding in here!"

Li Cen said in a deep voice, with a fierce expression on his face.

In fact, from the beginning, he and his master Feng Shiwen hated this group of tomb robbers.

If they hadn't blown up Deling rashly, An would not have had the official archaeological operation it has today.

Li Cen really wanted to find these guys immediately and kill them one by one.

"Nine palaces and tiger locks?"

Ye Cheng did not come over, but still watched from a distance with a flashlight.

"Shopkeeper Li, this is something you specialize in mountain viewing, right? Can you open it?"

Li Cen nodded confidently: "Of course you can! Give me five minutes, no... just three minutes."

As he said that, Li Cen asked Chen Bu to shine the flashlight for him while he turned the button on it.

Under Li Cen's operation, the mechanism latches were pushed open one by one.

Chen Bu suddenly looked nervous, watching the movements of shopkeeper Li's hands.

He understood that once he opened the door of the left side hall, he would probably encounter Yang Zhao and others head-on.

By then, a fierce fight is about to break out!

Including people watching the live broadcast outside the underground palace, they also raised their hearts.

No one knows what crisis the three people in the tomb will face.

Ye Cheng was also busy opening the door here.

He looked at the left side hall in confusion, and then walked towards the door of the back hall.

Questions arose in my mind.

According to common sense, if all the funerary objects are not placed next to the coffin in the apse, why would those people go to the left side hall to toss around?

Since the war god Zhu Qizhen abolished the burial system, the left and right side halls should have been idle.

Could it be that some of them know more about the layout of the underground palace, or even know where those extraterrestrial objects are placed?

Ye Cheng stopped in front of the white marble door of the apse, looking up at the tall and simple door, silent.

He suddenly felt something inexplicably touched in his heart.

I don’t know why, after entering the underground palace.

Everything here didn't feel like a tomb to him, let alone an imperial mausoleum.

And like a... home?

This feeling made Ye Cheng feel dumbfounded. Who would call this place home?

However, judging from the fact that no agencies were ambushing the front hall or the middle hall, it felt like home.

After all, who would install so many vicious devices at home?

I just don’t know, who is the owner of this house?

Zhu Youxiao?

It seems like it's not him anymore.

Ye Cheng looked at the Nine-Palace Chihu Lock on the white marble door of the apse. His hands were itchy and he couldn't help but want to open it, so as to see the true identity of the tomb owner as soon as possible.

But as soon as he put his hand up, his whole body was shocked.

But next to Jiugong Chihusuo, someone actually wrote a long poem?

诗？

What a poem!

Ye Cheng recognized it at a glance and found it to be a Tang poem.

And in terms of handwriting, it was actually the same as Zhang Yanchuan's handwriting that he had seen in Feng Shiwen's house.

What does this mean?

The explanation was indeed written by Feng Lixin, the last Guanshan Taibao.

What is he going to tell me?

Ye Cheng's mind was agitated and he subconsciously read out the content of the poem.

"Fei Guang Fei Guang, please give me a glass of wine..."

I just read a sentence.

Click!

The Nine Palace Chihu Lock on the left side hall was completely unlocked by Li Cen.

The two looked at each other and pushed open the door together.

Squeak button...

"Brother (Mr. Ye)! The door is open!"

Chen Bu and Li Cen shouted in surprise and ran to the side hall in excitement.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to stop reading this long poem, turned his head subconsciously, and narrowed his eyes.

But after the door of the left side hall was opened, a large and strange cold fragrance filled the air.

The aroma instantly enveloped the three of them, making them dizzy.

In the midst of dizziness, he finally saw clearly what was going on in the side hall.

Yang Zhao and others were all present, shivering around a coffin.