This time the three of them sat in the same car, Xu Menglu suddenly turned on her phone and looked back happily, "Brother Shen, Brother Zhao sent a message, how about you, did you receive the message from Brother Zhao?"

Shen Mo took out his phone, and there were more than a dozen unread messages on it.

I was thinking of replying, but when I saw the excitedly jumping fingers of the girl in front of me, I put it on hold for now.

When they got to the place, a group of people came out.

The potholes I saw yesterday have changed drastically. The vegetation on the ground has been overturned, and the soft soil has become the size of a house. I didn’t see it. Such a big project.

A group of people went down, except that the ground was uneven due to excavation, that is called open terrain.

Shen Mo walked behind, and a few finely broken rocks rolled down with his footsteps.

He doesn't understand the problem of digging, but the potholes he sees now are different from those in the past, because the tunnels on both sides are rotating up. May I ask who's excavator uses a drill bit, or the giant type? The drill bit, one drilled to the bottom.

What's more special is that this kind of drill is drilled in the opposite direction, the bottom is big and the top is small.

Mr. Liang, who was walking in front, turned his head and asked: "Elder Jiang, the azimuths dug at Weishi, Shen, You, Xu, and Hai are the longitudes and latitudes of E104 and N37, because we excavated from top to bottom, logically speaking, the longitude and latitude should be The difference will not be too big, but now..." Mr. Liang asked Mao Dongmin, "The current latitude and longitude are E106 and N38.38."

"Master, are we riding a rocket?" After finishing speaking, the leopard yelled, looked up, and could see the entrance. He couldn't imagine that he had walked thousands of kilometers like this .

Concluded: "The instrument must be broken."

Liang Kaohsiung laughed.

Shen Mo looked back at Jiang Lingling, who was completely indifferent to these words.

Mo Mo suddenly had an idea, it wasn't that the coffin face was indifferent, but did he not understand what latitude and longitude were at all?

Everyone walked forward again, the road under their feet was already dark, and they took out their flashlights one by one. This feeling of silence began to frighten, and every time the lights dimmed, it seemed as if they had entered a strange world.

In a panic, he leaned his hands on the wall. The soil here was soft and wet, and he could touch a little bit of rotting vegetation in the soil, which made him feel a little relieved.

Liang Gaoxiong shouted in front: "Everyone, be careful, there will be a pile of ceramics in front of you later, be careful not to step on the shards."

I heard on the road just now that excavators dug up a pile of ceramics. Tonghu Grassland used to be the fortress of the North Road of the ancient Silk Road. The battlefield and the ruins of the ancient trading city, so it is not surprising to find a pile of ceramics, but you should go to the Cultural Relics Administration, what is the matter with calling them here.

Before Silence, he was still noncommittal when he heard what the leopard said, but now he knows it.There is indeed a problem with the bottom of this pit.

Mao Dongmin has been holding something like a dashboard in front of him. At this time, he said while walking: "38.39...38.40...38.41...38.42..."

Silent didn't know what this meant, but it was a little creepy to hear.

Even Xu Menglu knew how to calculate distances in latitude and longitude. When she heard the changes in degrees on the instrument, she was so scared that she went straight to the direction of Silence, because she knew...anyone might not protect her at a critical moment, but Silence would not...

Suddenly, there was a "pop" in the darkness, and Xu Menglu screamed in fright.Immediately afterwards, the voice of the leopard was heard.

"What, what did I kick?"

The leopard hit the light on the ground and let out a "huh".

Mo Mo saw what it was not far from him, and saw a huge shadow cast on the ground by the light yellow beam of light, with arcs and handles, like a person holding a huge sphere... Move your eyes up, that Is it a dark brown... scoop?

"Fuck, who threw the ladle here? It's so immoral... Don't tell me that this ladle is also an antique..." Leopard held it in his hand, and saw that the ladle was filled with deep and shallow patterns. After playing in this way, a crisp "click" sound was heard, and the wooden ladle broke.

At this time, Mao Dongmin in front has already counted to 38.48.

Liang Gaoxiong's voice sounded in the darkness.

"Here we are, the latitude and longitude of the Xixia Emperor's Mausoleum."

These words made Jiang Lingling raise his eyelids.

When he saw the dark brown ceramic bottles in the interspersed lights, his eyes obviously widened.

Mo Mo grabbed Jiang Lingbi's hand and asked, "Coffin face, what have you thought of?"

When this man appeared, others didn't pay attention to it. They just paid attention when Liang Gaoxiong asked him. They thought he was dumb, but they didn't expect to speak now.

"There is a formation here." Jiang Lingling's words attracted everyone's attention, but Shen Mo felt a lot of pressure, because half of the people cast their eyes on his face, waiting for him to speak.

The coffin face just lowered its head, looking at the hands that the two of them clasped, Mo Mo reacted and quickly let go.

Jiang Lingling glanced at him, said nothing, and walked forward.

The crowd quickly followed.

The pile of ceramics is really a pile of ceramics. Except for the eight intact ceramic pots, the others are all half-broken or completely broken ceramics. You bend down and pick up a piece. It is covered with mud and you can’t see the original appearance. up.

Mao Dongmin analyzed the porcelain pots: “It’s coral red pastels, gold-painted ware, landscape pictures of scenic spots, and ceramics from the Qing Dynasty. Basically, it still retains the legacy of the Qianlong Dynasty. It should be ceramics left over from the previous stage of the Jiaqing Dynasty... ..."

Shen Mo poked his head to look at the other ceramic bottles, all of which were stuffed with mud, presumably someone put them here and buried them.

Suddenly, Xu Menglu let out a scream.

"It's moving... it's moving inside..."

This scream shocked everyone, and a man in a leather jacket pulled out a gun and fired a burst.

"Don't touch that ceramic!" Liang Gaoxiong shouted, it was too late.

The ceramic jar beside Xu Menglu was smashed, and a centipede's body was hanging crookedly on the bottom of the jar.

Shen Mo felt the force dragging behind him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Gaoxiong running to the side of the ceramic pot, looking at the destroyed object with heartache.

"Impossible," Jinbao murmured in his ear, "As for an antique from the Qing Dynasty, Mr. Liang is famously rich, so it's unlikely that all the money will be donated..."

Shen Mo didn't want to pay attention to this muscular fool, and walked away from the seven ceramic jars.

The guide rubbed his hands together, "Let's go..."

Mao Dongmin looked up at the other party, wondering why the guide was so timid.

In fact, it’s not that the guide is timid, it’s just that the Xixia Imperial Mausoleum has a detached position in the hearts of Xixia people, and this place is full of weirdness. If the change in latitude and longitude at the beginning can also be said to be the underground magnetic attraction that caused the instrument to fail, So now, this little brother also said that it is a formation...

Mao Dongmin was in high spirits because of his career.

"Didn't there be a legend about the little lama throwing the copper pot in the East Lake? It seems that the abnormal function of connectivity can indeed be produced in the underground. What's the matter with this formation? Is there someone who wants to pass through this connection? Is it related to the location of the imperial tomb?" This is just a guess, but it is well-founded and very reasonable.

If someone really did such a thing in the first place, then the existence of the paradox is no longer a coincidence.

Silently looked at Mr. Liang, thinking: Are so many people looking for the imperial mausoleum for similar reasons?

"It's different." Jiang Lingling said suddenly, then turned his head in silence.

Everyone looked over.

"Each hexagram governs the 24 mountains, each hexagram governs the three mountains, the Qian hexagram governs the three mountains of Xuganhai, the Kan hexagram governs the three mountains of Renzigui, the Gen hexagram governs the three mountains of Chou Genyin, the dragon veins hide the mountains, the waterways lead to sand, and the eight bones are buried. Borrow."

Needless to say whose luck was borrowed, everyone was shocked.

Liang Gaoxiong has ordered to dig under the eight porcelain vases.

This time it was even more extraordinary, actually digging out cold bones from under the eight porcelain vases.

Now the guide really wants to cry. It’s fine to dig out such a weird hole. It’s an antique after all. Now that even the corpses have been dug out, who knows if this is fucking murder.

"Elder Jiang, you said that this formation was borrowed from the luck of the emperor of the imperial tomb. Since the luck can be passed, does that mean that the strange land of the imperial tomb we saw in the desert is actually due to this formation? Is there some kind of refraction that produces the effect? ​​The reason why everyone fell into the imperial mausoleum paradox proves that the existence of this paradox is indeed man-made?" Liang Gaoxiong looked eager.

Jiang Lingling remained silent.

Liang Gaoxiong didn't care, he said excitedly: "As long as this formation is activated, then we will definitely be able to enter that paradoxical domain..."

Liang Kaohsiung's eagerness did not infect some people. He silently watched the crowd on the sidelines, and Jinbao looked unreasonable. He only felt that this boss was always philanthropic and had too much faith, which caused his brain to not work well.

Liang Gaoxiong rushed over excitedly, "Elder Jiang, I know you know, what are the conditions for activating this formation?"

In fact, not to mention Liang Gaoxiong, although most of the people present felt unbelievable when they heard the activation of the formation, they thought that this formation was a formation that diverted the luck of the emperor. Let alone the truth, it sounded very auspicious , It is also a good thing to be successful.

Both the guide and the excavator looked at the gloomy man and the handsome college student with emotion.

Silence shut up and acted dumb for a while, isn't he sick and rushing into the strange world?It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not, it sounds like that anyway, luck?Sorry, he really doesn't need this kind of thing now.

He felt that his luck was pretty good.

As if he knew what the young man was thinking, Liang Gaoxiong smiled kindly, and straightened his clothes.

"Xiao Shen, do you know whose turn it is to enter the Paradoxical Realm this time?"

Silently, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Xu Menglu cried softly from behind.

"Brother Shen, yes, I'm sorry..."

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