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Fatty: "It sounds like the Imperial Master is really unlucky. Everything has happened to her. She is also a woman. She is very powerful. Her followers are also very loyal."

Wu Xie looked at the murals and sighed: "It was indeed difficult for women in ancient times. It was rare for her to disguise herself as a man and reach the status of a national master. However, why are there so many things with human heads and snake bodies on the murals?"

"Queen Mother of the West?" Xiaohua asked doubtfully.

"No. Look at this -" Wuxie pointed to a pair of wing-like things on the shoulders with a human head and a snake body.

"Does it symbolize something?"

The fat man couldn't understand it because he had no research on the murals. He urged: "Let's go quickly. Fatty, my scalp feels numb just by looking at it."

Walking all the way to the end of the corridor, there are such species carved on the walls on both sides, and you feel like you are being watched.

There is a tomb door on the front with bloody handprints on it, and blood stains on the ground flowing from it.

Wuxie pushed the stone door, it was very heavy, or it could not be pushed at all.

Brother: "It's blocked from the inside."

Wu Xie looked at him and saw that he was frowning, apparently not being easy to deal with.

Xiaohua studied for a long time but couldn't open it: "Yes, it's closed from the inside."

in?

Wuxie thought in his mind that there was indeed a way to seal the tomb in the tomb. The tomb door usually opens towards the inside. If there are two top stones holding up the two doors, then the tomb door cannot be opened.

Wuxie asked the younger brother: "Are you guessing that there is a door stone blocking the door?"

He nodded, almost certain. "It can be broken, but it takes time."

Wuxie: "Then we can only change the road. If there is a way, don't waste time. Just go back to the fork in the road we just left."

The fat man patted the dry mud off his body and said, "Let's go, stop grinding."

Returning to the intersection, Wuxie walked up to the younger brother and took the lead, saying to him, "Don't worry, I'm very promising."

The younger brother didn't stop him and followed silently.

The fat man snorted: "You can pull it, why are you growing? Are you picking up corpses through the air?"

Wuxie didn't answer his words and looked at both sides of the corridor.

The corridor here is longer and wider than the left. There are steps all the way up. There is an oil lamp on the third step and symmetrical human figurines on both sides.

On the walls on both sides are carvings depicting female imperial advisors discussing and making suggestions, as if peeping and observing from a third party's perspective. During this period, there are annual sacrifices and activities.

The [-]-meter-long sculpture, although colorless, is still lifelike. This is a big project.

Xiaohuadao: "This Imperial Master is not simple, or her followers are not simple. You see, this corridor is on a slope. In the mural that Wuxie just talked about, the owner of the tomb has an upright coffin, which means that this is to be ascended. Immortal."

Wuxie: "We have been walking upwards since we climbed the mud slope."

"I really want to be promoted to immortality," the fat man muttered from behind.

After climbing all the way up, I got a little tired halfway and suggested taking a break: "I just counted, this half has nearly five hundred steps, so the whole road has one thousand steps."

"How come there isn't even a coffin in this passage?" The fat man asked doubtfully: "If I hadn't known that it was in the tomb, I would have doubted that Fatty was visiting someone's house. Innocent, are you in luck?"

Wuxie sneered: "When have I ever been so unlucky? Isn't it my fault every time I escape from death? In the past, it was just a coincidence to raise corpses. Don't put everything on me."

Fatty: "Without your credit, we wouldn't have had to escape from death at all. We would have just dug a hole and left. We wouldn't have left empty-handed every time."

"Stop pretending, you have already taken the ice jade on the table."

The fat man chuckled and touched the bag with some understanding.