C41 The true way of survival

In the darkness, Wang Qian turned on his flashlight and lit up the passage, illuminating the expressions of despair on Zhou Shen and Han Feilin's faces.

"Damn it, that bastard!" Zhou Shen smashed the wall, but it was to no avail, and could only apologize to the monk: "Junior brother, I have let you down."

The monk was angry as well, but he said honestly, "It's alright, Senior Brother, this is not what you want. "I was already satisfied when you didn't stand on their side."

"Of course, I'm your senior brother, I won't sell you to anyone!" Damn it, I never would have thought that after being out there for so many years, I would end up in the hands of a bastard like Liu Hao! " Zhou Shen could not swallow his anger, but he could not do anything.

"Are we dead for sure?" The oldest but weakest Han Feilin muttered.

"Not necessarily." At this time, Wang Qian's answer gave rise to hope.

"Brother Qian, you have a way?" Monk always had complete trust in Wang Qian, because he knew what Wang Qian could do.

Wang Qian shook his head, and said: "There is no way, but don't you realize, we have been in here for so long, besides the escape route being blocked, there are no other mechanisms activated?"

"Isn't this a trap? Let's suffocate to death or starve to death here!" Zhou Shen heaved a long sigh.

"Maybe there's a way out?" Wang Qian was not someone who would sit still and wait for death to occur. Fortunately, Zhou Shen and the others were not either.

There was no need to discuss. Since the path of retreat was already blocked, the few of them held onto the mindset of testing it out as they groped their way deeper into the depths.

His speed was not fast. After all, even such a narrow space would not be able to speed up. But as he walked, Wang Qian could not help but reveal a happy expression: "The road has widened!"

Not only that, there were even carvings on the walls. These patterns were not meaningless, but rather a kind of decoration, distinguishing this road from the others.

In other words, there was no need to carve these patterns in the first place. But precisely because this road was unusual, it had to be dignified and noble.

"Could it be that this is the way to the main tomb?" Han Feilin cried out in surprise and joy, because he already saw that the walls on both sides were actually embedded with oil lamps. Of course, these lamps had already been extinguished a thousand years ago.

The truth would eventually come to light, because it was no longer crowded. The few of them walked side by side, and the road continued to widen.

After walking like this for half an hour, they finally arrived at a wide tomb. Zhou Shen could not hold back and shouted, "This is a path to survival, we have reached the main tomb! Ha ha, that idiot Liu Hao, has probably been killed by mechanisms by now! "

"Quick, quickly look around to see if there is anything valuable!" After feeling excited, Zhou Shen quickly went to search everywhere.

This tomb chamber was very large, with a total of nearly five hundred one-story houses. There was only a coffin here, but it was a stone coffin.

What was astonishing was that the sarcophagus was actually one with the tomb. It was not carved and brought in, but directly carved from the stone of the tomb.

The sarcophagus was right in the middle, yes, it was in the middle, standing straight like a stone tablet.

Wang Qian was not in a hurry to find the so-called treasure, but instead, approached the coffin that was standing, unconsciously stroking the exquisite patterns on the coffin's lid.

In the complex pattern, an ancient text was written: "I may be dead, but I shall be the pillar of heaven and earth!"

A man who refused to fall even when he was dead must have been an overlord when he was alive.

"Found it, found it!" Just then, Zhou Shen called out in surprise.

Wang Qian walked over, passing by many terracotta soldiers. Of course, these terracotta soldiers were not made of terracotta soldiers. They were not as lifelike as the terracotta soldiers, and most of them were incomplete. They were not made out of burning, but also carved from stone.

As long as one was able to carefully analyze the situation, one would be able to tell that these terracotta soldiers were arranged in a formation. They stood behind the sarcophagus, like soldiers awaiting orders.

The treasure that Zhou Shen was talking about was right behind the terracotta soldier, in a small room that was dug out.

There were a few wooden boxes inside the room. They had been corroded into scraps, revealing the contents inside.

There were jewelry, weapons, calligraphy and paintings from that era, as well as some strange things. However, due to the fact that the era was very old and did not go through any maintenance, most of them were corroded and of poor quality.

Zhou Shen held onto a blanket that was missing a foot, and said painfully: "Damn, what a pity, if all these things were to be kept unharmed, we would not be able to spend them all in our lives."

On the contrary, Wang Qian thought it was worth it, "If all of them are completely fine, then it would actually be worthless. "Just pick the ones with good looks and bring them. We still have to leave the mountain."

The items here weighed at least a few hundred pounds, it was really inconvenient to bring everything out.

Zhou Shen also understood this principle, so he could only painfully start rummaging through the books, bringing along all the good things that were easy to carry but also able to be sold at a high price. Han Feilin also started to rummage through, but it seemed like he was not very interested in the tools, he only held onto a few incomplete ancient books and paintings, and studied them carefully.

"Sigh." But because these things were easy to rot, and one could not even see the words on it, Han Feilin could only sigh.

"Monk, come and help me with something." Wang Qian only took a few glances before losing interest. His main goal in this business was not these antiques.

Bringing the monk to the sarcophagus, Wang Qian muttered to himself: "Normally, the most precious things would be things that belong to the dead …"

The two of them pushed the lid away. The lid was made of some unknown material and it was attached to the stone coffin. However, because it had lost its function due to the passage of time, it was easily taken down by the two of them.

After removing the lid, he revealed the true appearance of the coffin.

The tomb lord had long since brushed his sleeves, leaving not even his bones behind. Aside from a disgusting and strange smell, most of the other things in the sarcophagus had turned to dust.

"Brother Qian, there's nothing here." The monk was vexed.

"Look around." However, Wang Qian did not give up, he endured the nausea and used his bare hands to pry open the black and grey objects, and before long, he came across a hard object from the pile of disgusting things.

Wang Qian immediately took it out and wiped off the dirt on the monk's clothes.

The monk also had no time to complain. He looked at the thing in Wang Qian's hand and asked in confusion, "Bell?"

That's right, Wang Qian held a bell in his hand. Normally, there was a pair of bells, but this one was alone.

The bell was dark gold in color and it should have been made of copper, so there was no sound when it shook.

However, when he held the bell in his hand and heard the faint, dull sound of the bell, Wang Qian had a strange feeling.

This is...

He, who was slightly tired, suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy. He felt that he could run another ten kilometers of marathon in a single breath. In the blink of an eye, all of the anxiety and anxiety in the tomb was gone. His heart was as calm as water, and not a single ripple could be seen on his face.

It seemed like this thing had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. Wang Qian immediately confirmed. However, seeing how the monk's gaze was still somewhat cloudy, he knew that the bell could only be affected by the carrier.

There were many ways to pacify the gods, and there were many records of them in the Pure Yang Infinite Technique. Whether it was the medicine or the Heart Meridian, Wang Qian could change the method he used. Originally, this thing should not have any effect on him. However, a light suddenly flashed through Wang Qian's mind, and he secretly put the bell into his pocket.

The monk stared at him and laughed. Naturally, he did not say anything.

At this time, Zhou Shen walked over with a bag on his back, and smiled: "Alright, I've finally picked out a few that aren't bad. "But I'm guessing there's still some good stuff here, let's …"

Before his voice fell, Zhou Shen suddenly staggered, and the entire tomb chamber began to shake with a loud explosion.