Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

The road in the mountains is not easy to walk. It may be that there was an autumn rain some time ago, and the ground under your feet is slippery. If you are not careful, you may fall over. The green pines and cypresses are planted on the mountain. The trees are tall and straight, like thousands Soldiers generally guard this Yanyang Mountain.

The huge white human-shaped stone on the top of the head was under the moonlight, and the sound of spring water ding-dong sounded in his ears. Qiao Leting turned his head and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a gurgling stream not far away, and the moonlight sprinkled on it. On the top, it looks like a cloak of a goddess who fell to the world.

The two cripples and Huang Laolai in front of me didn't know what to say in a low voice, and suddenly let out a burst of laughter. Qiao Leting saw that Huang Zishan beside him seemed to curl his lips, as if he was disgusted with the behavior of only allowing state officials to set fire very dissatisfied.

Qiao Leting shook his head and smiled silently, followed behind these people silently, he extracted as much information as possible from what Huang Zishan said just now to judge whether the son mentioned by the general in the mirror is the Emperor Chen Xi, But the information is still limited, he can actually find out the general's identity before looking for clues to the young master, but he can't see what the general looks like, how to judge?

Duke Huan of Qi was called Prince Xiaobai before he ascended the throne. It seems normal to refer to these princes as princes.

Qiao Leting sighed, so there is still a great hope that Emperor Chenxi will be the son, but even if he is the son of the general, where should he find his soul?Shouldn't a person be reincarnated after death, or that Emperor Chenxi didn't die?

It's been more than 2000 years, so it's a bit unreasonable that it hasn't died yet.

Qiao Leting was worried as he walked. Although the mirrors used to send him to various bizarre places, it was the first time he had done such a thing as breaking into someone's private house. He read many novels about tomb robbers when he was free in college. At least, he still has a vague impression of the various strange beasts that appeared in it, but he didn't remember a single word of the sixteen-character Yin-Yang Fengshui Jue, or the Qimen Nine-character Art. It is estimated that it is still wandering down the mountain.

The silver moon gradually rises from the sky to the sky, Yanyang Mountain under the moonlight penetrates into the sky, and stars are falling on the night, they have climbed from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside at this time, Huang Laolai got a little impatient, stopped and sat together On the rock, he unscrewed the thermos bottle and took a sip of water, then asked, "Old Ma, how long do we have to look for it?"

The old horse turned around twice, watched the golden needle on the compass turn a few times, then stopped, raised his head and stared, "I'm afraid I have to find this vacant seat at the top of the mountain."

Huang Laolai gave a fuck, and several people sat down together and rested for less than 5 minutes before continuing to climb towards the top of the mountain.

After climbing for more than an hour, Huang Zishan gradually lost his strength. Qiao Leting couldn't see it and kindly gave him a hand. Huang Zishan grabbed Qiao Leting's big mouth and panted, "You are quite fat, and your physical strength is good."

Qiao Leting nodded, and said in response: "It's okay, it's okay, how about I help you carry the first aid kit behind you?"

Huang Zishan rejected Qiao Leting's kindness, waved his hand and said, "No need, I can do it myself."

Huzi, who was walking in front, turned his head and glanced at Huang Zishan, "I guess it will take three or four hours to climb. You keep up. If you fall behind, no one cares about you."

Huang Zishan glared at Huzi angrily, and shouted, "Shut up!"

Huzi ignored Huang Zishan's words, stopped and waited for him to walk over, and directly took off the backpack on his back, carried it on his body, then silently followed behind Huang Laolai in front of him without saying a word .

Huang Zishan snorted, but didn't say anything else. The group of people quickened their pace and headed towards the top of the mountain.

As the altitude got higher and higher, the surrounding temperature also became lower and lower. Qiao Leting wore a white short-sleeve inside and a thin gray sweater outside. Because of the large amount of exercise, he didn't feel cold.

"It's almost here." The golden needle on the compass in the old horse's hand stopped turning, and he finally stopped. Qiao Leting took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. They climbed five times in this climb. Hours, wait a little longer and maybe catch up with the sunrise.

Huang Laolai asked aloud, "It's here, are you sure?"

The old horse nodded, held up the lamp and walked around, "Take out all the tools."

"Are we really going down?" Li Hui asked worriedly.

Huang Laolai made the decision without hesitation, and said to the young men, "Dig!"

Qiao Leting had never worked in this line of work, so he could only stand aside and watch the actions of these people. They cooperated very well. The four young men held heavy shovels, picks, lifting shovels and other tools in their hands, and they dug out shallow holes in a few minutes. one layer.

The three elders were analyzing the situation inside. According to what the old horse said, the Yanyang Mausoleum has seven floors in legend, which are divided into the front hall, the underworld and the side hall. The coffin of Emperor Yanyang is placed in the underworld. It is very likely that it is in the bottom three floors, and the funerary objects are all in the side hall, probably also at the bottom.

The four young men dug for a long time. Seeing that the east was white and faintly glowing red, Huzi finally straightened up and crawled out of the pit, shouting: "It's done! It's done!"

Huang Laolai knocked on Huzi's head and said angrily, "Slow down, the zongzi inside jumped out and ate you."

"Run out?" Huzi sneered, shook the pickaxe in his hand, and said, "If he dares to run out, I'll beat him to death with the pickaxe!"

Immediately afterwards, several young people climbed out of the pit one by one.

"Why don't you kill me?" Huang Zishu muttered beside him.

Qiao Leting silently gave Huzi a thumbs up, and what he said was quite like when he was fighting ghosts.

After they rested for a while, Er Liezi said, "Huzi and Baquan go in first to have a look inside, if there is no problem, we will go down."

Huzi responded, and Liu Hui took out a rope from his bag and tied it around the waists of the two people. If something happened after going down, the two of them only needed to call out, and the people outside would immediately pull them out.

After about 20 minutes, the two of them came out from below in a disheveled state, and said, "It's dark and nothing inside, Uncle Ma, are you sure this is Emperor Chenxi's mausoleum?"

Uncle Ma didn't answer Huzi's words, and said to the people around him, "Since there is no problem, let's go down, if I can get one or two things out of it this time, I will never come out to do such a bad job for the rest of my life. "

Several people got into the dug holes one by one. Qiao Leting had never done this job. Uncle Ma said that he was deliberately let him walk in the middle to protect him. The tunnel was dark and damp, and the walls on both sides were sticky. The sound of people's footsteps.

After walking a few steps, a huge rumbling sound came from behind, like dozens of tons of gunpowder exploded behind him, shaking the mountain for a while, and the soil above the tunnel fell with a clatter, and the group of people's faces were pale and tense. He lay prone on the ground and moved forward, not daring to make a sound.

When the loud noise stopped, Hu Zi, who was walking at the back, got up, turned around and ran towards the direction of the sound.

"Uncle Ma," Hu Zi came back shortly after, and he brought back some bad news, "The entrance we came in was sealed."

"Sealed?" Uncle Ma was taken aback for a moment, his expression became heavy under the light.

"Yeah, the whole thing collapsed."

"I have to find another way out," Uncle Ma sighed. He has been in this business for most of his life, and this is not the first time he has encountered such a thing. There should be other outlets."

As soon as Uncle Ma's words fell, they saw a light blue will-o'-the-wisp suddenly lit up in the distance, and a stone gate appeared in front of their eyes, which was the real entrance to the underground palace.

Several people quickened their pace and hurried forward. When they got closer, they realized that there were two slaves made of copper kneeling beside the stone gate, with their heads bowed and candles held high.

The two slaves were lifelike, with respectful expressions, as if they were poured by living people. Qiao Leting touched them curiously, and the touch felt as if they had touched someone's cold skin. Qiao Leting quickly withdrew his hands and pretended nothing happened. Happens generally looked away.

All kinds of jagged rocks protrude from the walls around the two sides of the stone gate, and there are extremely hideous grimaces drawn on the stones, which seem to jump out under the cover of the blue fire.

Huzi and the others were trying to open the stone door in front of them with tools, but the stone door still didn't move after knocking for a long time. If the door couldn't be opened, most of them would starve to death here.

Qiao Leting also stepped forward to touch the stone door, hoping to find the mechanism to open the door from the sesame seeds, but he couldn't find the mechanism, but was scratched by the metal fragments in the middle of the stone door. A shallow opening came out.

"Don't make trouble, just stay and go." Hu Zi pushed Qiao Leting aside, and continued to work hard with his head down.

No one noticed that the blood on Qiao Leting's finger touched the stone door. The metal on the stone door gave off a slight golden light, which was not conspicuous under the lighting. The golden light traveled quickly on the stone door. Its trajectory looked like An ancient and mysterious totem.

Just when everyone was overwhelmed and didn't know what to do, there was another loud noise, and the stone gate shook, and then rose slowly, and the scene inside the stone gate came into their eyes.