"Tan Cheng, what's going on inside?"

The empty space of thousands of years did not become popular because of the entry of more than a dozen people at this moment. The end of the question echoed in the empty space, but Tan Cheng's answer was not heard until the end.

No stone sinks...

"Tan Cheng?" Wu Hai climbed up the wooden ladder and yelled tentatively towards the front again, but still didn't get a single answer, holding up the lamp, the front seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, and the light of the searchlight was illuminated A few meters ahead, but he couldn't see the other end of the rope, Wu Hai's heart tightened, and he hurried down the stairs.

"Pull the rope! I'm afraid something has happened to Tan Cheng!"

The few people who had been holding on to the rope looked at each other and quickly pulled the rope back.

Zhang Jun realized something was wrong the moment he pulled the rope

The rope collapsed straight, but it didn't take any effort to pull it back, like...like...

"There's no one there!!"

He Xing screamed in horror, dropped the rope, hugged his head and crouched down trembling.

Zhang Jun saw that Ye didn't look at He Xing, and pulled the rope faster, but the hemp rope was pulled back in about ten seconds, and there were only irregular disconnection marks on the other end, but no Tan Cheng...

Tan Cheng looked up at the white jade gate plaque, and the only ink characters made Tan Cheng's thoughts abound.

The ancient emperors would name the emperors who lived after their death according to their own wishes. According to legend, the door plaque of Qin Shihuang's underground palace was written with the words "Longevity Palace". The eternal life and immortality that Qin Shihuang pursued throughout his life could not be achieved , you will naturally want it after death, and many archaeologists still believe this.

And the imperial mausoleum in front of him only wrote a word in ink. If the jade pendant he picked up really belonged to the owner of the tomb, then the name of the owner of the tomb might really be Su Jingmo.

One of the ink characters was used on the door plaque. Tan Cheng guessed that the owner of the tomb might be a person who loves writing and ink. Of course, only one word from his own name was used as the door plaque, which may mean that the owner of the tomb is a very selfish person...

There are two tall white marble stone gates, and there is a crack about five centimeters wide between the gates. Tan Cheng took a flashlight and shone into the gap, and what he saw was a tall white stone tablet.With the light of the flashlight, Tan Cheng looked along the crack of the door from top to bottom. Tan Cheng, who couldn't find the door bolt, tentatively pushed the stone door but failed to push it a little.

Tan Cheng squatted down and carefully observed the ground with the light. He found that the ground behind the door was higher than here. This should be the door-lifting tool of the tomb. This method of door-lifting stone robbers appeared in the Han Dynasty, and it was in the back room. At the east end of the doorway, a small rectangular groove was dug on the slate floor in the middle of the threshold, and a copper door lifter, a device relying on gravity, was originally placed in the groove.The door-jacking tool is rectangular. The back end of the tool is heavy with lead, and the middle part runs across a circular shaft.When the door is closed from the inside to the outside, the front end of the door pusher is pressed down and passes through. After closing, the front end of the door pusher naturally tilts up again to withstand the double leaves and cannot be pushed open from the outside to the inside.

The tomb of Liu Sheng, King Jing of Zhongshan, used this kind of door top device. If this tomb is from that era, according to the style of that era, a small rectangular groove was cut on the top of the doorway near the lintel on the left and right sides. A similar device was used to support the upper parts of the two doors, but the wooden tenons have rotted away.

It is absolutely impossible to open the door of this tomb by one's own strength. He stood up and was about to go back when the white marble door beside him suddenly creaked.

Thinking that the stone gate was about to collapse, Tan Cheng hurriedly hid aside, but unexpectedly the stone gate opened little by little...

Because there was a door lifter against it, the stone door that was squeezed back made a rumbling sound, and the stone floor in front of it was broken due to the lifting of the door lifter buried under it.

He stared blankly at what was happening in front of him. In such a strange situation, he should have fled away, but Tan Cheng stared blankly at what was slowly revealed in front of him...

I can't help but step forward step by step, stepping into the side of the stone gate, I can't see clearly through the crack of the door, but now I can see clearly,

Unlike the completely white area outside the gate of the underground palace, the entrance is a deep corridor. The Yanyu Pavilion has been repaired on both sides of the corridor. The pavilion has maintained its original appearance until now. Tan Cheng estimated that it should be built of stone.Approaching the pavilion, many of the bricks and tiles on the pavilion fell from the top of the pavilion due to the passage of time, and at the end connecting the Yanyu Pavilion, Tan Cheng only saw a row of scattered bricks and tiles. the promenade...

The round and smooth top of the tomb is full of exquisite murals. Raising the searchlight in his hand, Tan Cheng clearly saw the scrolls painted on the walls of the tomb. The westernmost part was filled with rolling horses and horses. The lifelike streets, the prosperity of the imperial city, the green mountains and green waters in the south, and the ice and snow in the north...

This, this simply describes the current state of society at that time!

I took the camera and hurriedly took pictures. This kind of mural that has been buried deep in the ground for thousands of years and has not been in contact with the outside world will soon lose its color once it comes into contact with the outside air.

This is the most beautiful tomb that Tan Cheng has ever seen...

Stepping forward step by step, Tan Cheng's full attention was on the coffin at the end of the corridor...

It seemed that he didn't see the treasures hidden in the east and west ear chambers, nor did he see the fifteen golden lamps carved with dragons and phoenixes next to the sarcophagus. Tan Cheng just approached the white marble sarcophagus step by step.

Who are you, is history really wrong, to cover up your dynasty...

The sarcophagus was nearly one meter high, and the wooden frame on which the sarcophagus was placed underneath had long since decayed. Tan Cheng looked at the beautiful landscape carved on the side of the sarcophagus, and slowly stepped up the stone steps.

A lot of pearls and precious stones were scattered on the stone steps, which should have been scattered when they were stolen.

The tomb was robbed and excavated. The jade pendant he picked up might be belonging to the owner of the tomb. Tan Cheng squeezed the jade pendant tightly and walked towards the sarcophagus.

The edge of the sarcophagus was not sealed tightly. Tan Cheng guessed that after the tomb robbers pried open the sarcophagus to take away the belongings of the owner of the tomb, they closed it at will. The bones of the owner of the tomb may have rotted away, but they don’t know what else can be left behind. Seal , Jade carving is fine, just tell him who this is.

As if he had made up his mind, Tan Cheng took a deep breath, raised his hand and slowly pushed the sarcophagus away.

However, at that moment, Tan Cheng almost forgot to breathe...

The long dark hair was pulled up, and the exquisite crown could not cover the full forehead of the person in front of him, with deep eyebrows, high nose bridge, and thin lips that looked a little pale without blood, but it did not weaken the majesty of his body.

Tan Cheng could imagine that this man would be extremely handsome when he opened his eyes.

As if in response to what he was thinking, the tightly closed eyes slowly opened, the crooked peach blossom eyes were smiling, the black eyes were like a bank of ink that was too thick to melt, like the bright first quarter moon in the night sky .

At this moment, the moderately thick lips had a dazzling smile, which made people fall into it if they were not careful. Tan Cheng held his breath and stared at it... and didn't want to let it go...

he……

But in the next moment, Tan Cheng suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly escaped from the sarcophagus, but before he could escape two steps, he was overturned to the ground by the force from behind.

Before he could get up in time, the ghost stepped on Tan Cheng's face.

"Is it you who woke me up?"

"What, what?"

"Oh, my ears are not very good, then..."

"Tan Cheng!!"

Before he finished speaking, a dozen or so people poured into the gate of the underground palace. Su Jingmo moved away the foot that was stepping on Tan Cheng's face, and sneered: "Take them out, or they will die."

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