Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

Standing in front of the robbery cave again, Zuo Yan watched them hurrying back and forth, and sighed from time to time.

Yang Zi couldn't bear it anymore, "Are you going to make a poem?"

Zuo Yandao blinked, "No."

Yang Zidao, "Aren't people in ancient times like this? After a few sighs, a poem comes out. It is said that they are all suffocated."

Zuo Yan was a little sad when he heard it, and he could only save a pile of farmyard manure if he was asked to hold back for a year.

Gu Zheng said beside him, "Give me the light."

Zuo Yan handed it over.

"Ugh……"

Yang Zi really couldn't figure out why a group of people were working and one idle person was so depressed. Could it be that he disliked having nothing to do?

"How about you dig two shovels?"

Last time they left, they filled in the entrance of the robbery hole. This time they only need to dig out the entrance of the robbery hole, so they don't have to work hard to dig a second hole.

Zuo Yan looked at him quietly, "You guys dig my grave, just let me hand over the tools, but you still plan to let me do it myself?"

After these words, the air was suddenly a little silent, and everyone looked over.

He Zhiyang was so much like a living person that they usually forgot his identity.

The first time they dug a hole, the owner of the tomb was watching, with pale skin and black pupils, he sighed twice from time to time, and in the silent night, a creepy feeling came to his heart.

Gu Zheng looked at him with a half-smile, "Snacks are in the tent, no spicy food."

The sadness on Zuo Yan's face disappeared immediately, and he hugged Gu Zheng's face and took a sip.

Before leaving, he patted Yang Zi on the shoulder, "Dig whatever you want, you can live here for a long time, and you don't need to pay for the accommodation."

After speaking, he rushed to the tent.

Da Liu laughed beside him, "Yangzi, you are the first person in history to be invited by the owner of the tomb."

Yang Zi: ... Should he be honored?

The robbery hole was opened soon, and the group of them prepared their things, and as usual, one person stayed on it, and the rest went down.

After leaving the robbery cave, Zuo Yan took a look at his tomb in person.

Very simple.

This was his first impression, the inside was empty, there was nothing, even the coffin in the ear room was empty.

Someone who came here for the first time asked, "What kind of person would not put any funeral objects?"

Zuo Yan chewed on the candy, took the time to say, "Poor people."

The person who asked the question choked, and seemed to be right. The question is, can the poor build such a large tomb?

Zuo Yan: ...You control me.

Having been here once, he easily avoided the organs inside. Zuo Yan followed Gu Zheng honestly. Suddenly, the clicking sound stopped, and he became honest. The others were still a little uncomfortable.

Gu Zheng squeezed his fingers, "What's wrong."

Zuo Yan said, "It's close to the hometown."

Regardless of the mood of the people who heard it, Zuo Yan was very emotional, and then he took out a lollipop and continued to gnaw it.

Seeing Gu Zheng looking over, Zuo Yan took the candy out of his mouth, "Do you want to eat it?"

Gu Zheng glanced down at the candy stained with his saliva, pulled him over, and kissed him on that lip, Zuo Yan felt a soft object lick him.

"Look at your feet."

Zuo Yan smashed it, smashed his mouth, and continued to eat.

Every time they came down, they were tense, but this time they walked all the way, their minds were full of rattling movements.

By the way, Zuo Yan also generously gave each of them a candy, calling it a good name, since he came to his house, there is nothing to entertain, so let's treat you to a candy.

The structure of this tomb is a circle, so they have been walking around in circles since they got down. Zuo Yan was still interested in looking around. Although there was nothing to see, he couldn't control his novelty.

"It turns out that in ancient tombs, there were also wallpapers on the walls."

System: "...that's a carving."

Zuo Yan, "Is there any difference?"

The system thought about it, and it seemed that there was no difference.

The further you get to the main tomb at the back, the road becomes more and more difficult to walk, and the mechanism begins to get out of control.

Occasionally they would get lost, because the walls of the tomb would move by themselves, Zuo Yan didn't see any difference, so Gu Zheng said they had changed places.

Zuo Yan asked, "How do you know?"

Gu Zheng glanced at him, "Are the spicy duck wings delicious?"

Zuo Yan hurriedly looked at the ground and found a bone in the corner, which may have been accidentally dropped while eating, Zuo Yan picked it up with a tissue and stuffed it into a garbage bag.

Finally, they finally stood outside the door of the main tomb, and with the sound of the door opening, the familiar scene was gradually revealed in front of Zuo Yan.

A huge monster is carved on the top of the head, and the black eyes make people feel that countless bone worms will emerge from it in the next moment.

Yang Zi came here for the first time, turned around and said, "The walls are smooth, but the ground is carved with paintings. It's really unusual."

Gu Zheng said, "The smooth walls are for dealing with bone worms, pay attention to your feet and don't touch the organ."

Yang Zi likes to ponder these paintings and sculptures the most, so he squatted on the ground and looked at them for a while, then suddenly said: "This is a figure sculpture."

figure?

The others immediately looked down at their feet, but they didn't notice it when they came last time. The ground was just some ordinary lines.

But this time it was very clear. Looking at it from a distance, you can clearly see that there are indeed one pair after another of carvings on the ground.

The first is a baby, held aloft by a man in a large robe and a mask, who is bowed down by thousands of people.

In the second picture, the baby has turned into a toddler, and the masked person is holding a book and handing it to him.

In the third picture, the child has grown into a teenager, followed by 8 people carrying a heavy coffin, and the masked person is gone.

In the fourth picture, the boy is looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, holding a mask in his hand.

In the fifth picture, a thin figure wearing a mask stands on a high platform. When he raises his hand, thunderclouds gather in the sky, and the lightning is dazzling, enveloping people.

In the sixth picture, blood flows down the steps above the high platform, and finally drips into the jade bowl.

"The last time we came, there were some messy lines. How did it become like this?"

"Did you encounter some mechanism?"

Zuo Yan looked at the carvings of figures in toga robes and was a little lost in thought, a trace of complexity flashed in his downcast eyes.

Gu Zheng only noticed the last one, the blood that flowed down from the high platform, reddish and alluring in the gray.

"Brother He, is the person in this painting you?"

Zuo Yan said vaguely, "I don't know, but just look at the first picture, and I won't be so miserable after I die."

When this child was born, tens of thousands of people bowed down, and when he died, he didn't even give anything away. It's too picky.

Others think about it too.

Zhao Liu asked, "What does this last painting mean? That person is dead? Then what does this blood mean?"

Yang Zidao, "People in the past loved to fix these supernatural things, who knows what's going on."

When Zhao Liu walked over, he staggered a bit, Zuo Yan helped him up, and subconsciously looked into the eyes of the monster above his head.

Only then did I realize that the organization had changed.

Zuo Yan looked away, and saw Gu Zheng staring at him.

Zuo Yan bypassed the picture on the ground, and went over again, "Any clues?"

While talking, he picked up a piece of candy and handed it to his mouth.

Gu Zheng took it and stuffed it in his mouth, "Not yet."

Zuo Yan followed behind him, watching him take pictures in the coffin, Zuo Yan followed him out of curiosity.

There are also some strange words, but they are not the ones I saw before.

After the system explained to him, Zuo Yan looked at Gu Zheng and said, "I finally know why you asked me to bleed."

Why didn't he know that there was a picture drawn on the lid of his coffin!

The way to get out is actually drawn on it!

Gu Zheng obviously remembered the scene at that time, took his hand, and stroked the scar.

The person who cut the knife was merciless, and the scar clearly showed the determination of the owner.

Seeing this, Zuo Yan changed the subject, "These words seem to be different from what we saw before."

Most importantly, he didn't know it!

Gu Zheng said, "These two words should not be from the same era."

Could it be that this is really a stacked burial?

Then why does He Zhiyou remember so many things about that country?

Zuo Yan pretended to observe those words, and said, "Come out, system, and let's talk about life."

System: "If you're not here, please leave a message."

Zuo Yan, "Don't play dead, did you make this thing!"

Even if Gu Zheng knew the way to get out and knew that there was something wrong with his blood, it was impossible for him to immediately know which pattern on the ground it was!

What's more, "Which dead person have you ever seen draw the method of getting out of the tomb in such a bright place! It still uses characters from different eras!"

System: "... Otherwise, none of you will be able to get out."

Zuo Yan was furious, "You won't tell me directly!"

System: ...forgot.

Telling him is better than writing it on the coffin lid!No wonder Gu Zheng was so suspicious of him at the beginning.

There were only three words "problem" written on his face.

Zuo Yan took a deep breath, "Remember to repair your brain when you go back."

System: "Oh..."

"Boss! Look what this is!"

Yang Zi had been studying those paintings before, and finally he found something different.

Gu Zheng walked over and saw Yang Zi's hand pointing at the bowl in the last picture, "Boss, look here!"

In the center of the last picture, the blood has not yet dripped into the bowl, so why are there ripples in the bowl?

Zuo Yan didn't go over there to watch the excitement, but when everyone didn't notice, he pressed his fingertips on a certain point in the coffin.

The two sides of the jade pillow were opened silently, and a black mask appeared.