I'm not a drama god

"What is the emperor hiding?"

Hearing this, everyone frowned and their eyes were filled with confusion.

Buzz buzz—!

The shaking of the earth became stronger and stronger, as if something was approaching here quickly. Zhu Zhong had no time to think about it, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Whatever, it should be safe... I'll go down first!"

Without saying a word, he crawled into the crack in the ground. After he disappeared, the other children swarmed in. Fortunately, they were small in stature, so it was no problem for them to crawl into the crack.

"Brother Xiao Li, are we going in?" A Qian asked in a low voice.

"Go in." The young man in hemp clothes said without hesitation, "Since there are words below, it means someone has been there before, so it's relatively safe. Besides, this place is too open, and those two killers will definitely chase us. It's better to hide below than to be exposed on the ground..."

While the two were talking, the other children had already gone inside, leaving only the two of them and a mummy lying dead on the desolate land.

The young man in hemp clothes did not go down directly. Instead, he walked to the cart and tried hard to push the cart down... But after pushing for a long time, he still found it difficult to push it.

At this moment, the mummy, who had been lying silently for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and made a "pause" gesture.

"Stop, I can get off by myself." The mummy was a little helpless.

“Thank you for your hard work.” The young man in hemp clothes smiled embarrassedly, “It’s my fault that I’m too weak to push you…”

The mummy did not respond to him, but slowly got out of the car and walked towards the crack. His steps were heavy, and every step he took left a shallow footprint on the rock.

"This... um... senior... since you are alive, why are you pretending to be dead?" The young man in hemp clothes couldn't help but ask.

"As long as I'm alive, people will come to talk to me, and I don't like talking." The mummy said sullenly.

"..."

It's a reason I never imagined.

"Then let me talk to you. Are you very...troubled?" The young man in hemp clothes asked tentatively.

The mummy hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"sorry."

"..." Half a minute later, "It's okay."

"..."

"Then I will ask you one last question. After that, I will not talk to you anymore." The young man in hemp clothes stopped in front of the crack in the ground. "What... is your name?"

The mummy slowly squatted down in front of the crack in the ground, as if it hadn't heard the words of the young man in hemp clothes, and measured the size of the crack with its hands...

Just when the hemp-clothed boy thought that he was not going to respond to him,

A small voice came from under the bandage:

"Jiang Xiaohua."

The young man in hemp clothes was stunned.

Because the sound was too soft, the young man in hemp clothes thought he had heard it wrong, but after careful identification, he found that it was indeed the sound made by the mummy... His expression was a little surprised.

Jiang Xiaohua...

This name sounds like a girl's nickname, but the mummy's voice is obviously that of a man... I can only say that it is very impressive.

After saying this name, the mummy slid down from the crack in the ground without saying anything else. His speed was so fast that it seemed as if saying his own name was an extremely shameful thing!

The young man in hemp clothes was stunned for a long time, then finally came to his senses, hugged A Qian and followed closely, sliding down from the crack in the ground.

There was a strong feeling of weightlessness, accompanied by the pain of a hard object pressing against his back. The young man in hemp clothes fell in the darkness for a moment, and then the surroundings seemed to suddenly become clear. Even Asahi's screams echoed in the emptiness.

Then, he and Asa fell headfirst onto something soft and rolled to the side...

The young man in sackcloth clothes got up in a daze and found that the person who had been cushioning his butt was none other than the mummy-like Jiang Xiaohua...who was lying straight on the ground, motionless, like a stiff stone thrown down by him.

The fall of these three people did not attract the attention of others. At this moment, Zhu Zhong and others' eyes were all on the huge stone pillars around them.

This place looked like some kind of abandoned ruins, with majestic stone pillars standing silently in the darkness. Looking around, there were nearly a hundred of them, but almost all of them were broken and incomplete...

The young man in sackcloth clothes climbed up, walked to the nearest stone pillar, and gently brushed the dust off the surface with his hand. On it was a magnificent stone sculpture.

"……dragon?"

The young man in hemp clothes rubbed the dragon scales on the stone pillars with his fingertips, surprise appeared in his eyes. Although these stone pillars were incomplete, one could occasionally see the five claws of a dragon flying in the clouds.

What exactly is this place?

The hemp-clothed boy looked around and soon found the first boy who went down. The wall he mentioned...

Rather than a wall, it is more like a large, broken stone slab, like a magnificent plaque that was placed right above the palace gate in ancient times. It has been broken into two pieces and sunk into the soil. Only the word "Emperor" and the word "Hidden" can be seen clearly.

"We are too close to the crack in the ground. If the two killers catch up with us, they will still be able to see us."

"Let's go inside."

After a brief discussion, everyone walked deeper along the giant pillars. Perhaps it was because of these giant dragon-shaped pillars, or the giant plaque that was obviously made by humans, that made them feel a little more at ease.

The hemp-clothed boy lied that he was tired, and asked four or five other boys to help push the cart. With their full efforts, they finally moved the cart forward little by little...

Everyone walked carefully through this underground space, but the deeper they went, the less light there was, and the surroundings were as dark as an abyss.

Fortunately, there was a smart girl among the crowd. She pulled out the black stone hairpin from her long black hair, broke it into two pieces, and then rubbed them together a few times, which actually produced faint sparks...

She used the spark to light the expensive-looking spices around her waist, then wrapped them in her outer clothes and wrapped them around a piece of wood, making a simple torch.

Among the people present, no one had such experience and knowledge. Seeing the girl's smooth operation, they were a little dazed for a moment... Even the boy in hemp clothes looked at her in surprise for a long time and remembered the girl's dark and ordinary face deeply.

The group moved forward along the way, walking deeper into the underground space, praying that this would lead to another unknown exit, so that they could get rid of the two vicious and brutal killers...

During this time, the young man in hemp clothes deliberately counted the giant pillars around him and found that there were exactly ninety-nine of them, no more and no less.

"There is a door ahead!" said a sharp-eyed boy, pointing ahead.

At the end of the ninety-nine dragon-shaped pillars was a huge dusty stone door. Due to the limited light from the torches, the crowd could not see its entire appearance at all...

But for some reason, an indescribable feeling arose in everyone's heart at this moment, as if they were being looked down upon by something indifferently. They were terrified and some even felt weak in their hands and feet and almost knelt down in front of the door.