the last priest

Old Wang was still a little afraid of that dementor grass, such a wicked thing, he really didn't want to get close to it, and after hearing what Wen Bin said, he had an idea in his heart: Didn't Wen Bin die once, even if he wasn't breathing? No heartbeat, why wasn't he attracted by this dementor grass?

Seeing that the complexion on Cha Wenbin's face is not bad, he doesn't look like someone who came back from the palace of the king of hell. This old king really doesn't understand him. The only thing I should be thankful for is that I don't have him , I will not be able to walk in here.

Chaozi felt that something was wrong, so he stopped Cha Wenbin and said, "In that narrow space, no one can turn over. If we encounter snowy tarantulas again, we won't be able to use our skills if there are too many people. It's easy. Accidentally injure my own people, after all, I can't guarantee whether there is a second or third one inside. If this is their nest, wouldn't it be called a nest of them? So I'll go up first to have a look and deal with this thing , I have experience."

Cha Wenbin really doesn't want to let these two daredevils have anything to do, but what Chaozi said is indeed reasonable. Since ancient times, there will be some strange creatures in many tombs. For example, many ancient tombs will escape from the inside when they are opened A black cat or a big snake.No one can tell how these things got into those seemingly closed ancient tombs, what they eat after they go in, or how many years these things have lived in.As described in those ancient legends, such creatures are collectively called guardians.

If you stay in an evil place for a long time, these things will also follow the evil, this is what they do subtly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Cha Wenbin still agreed with Chaozi's suggestion, "But it's settled, this time we must be careful, don't rush forward, and be careful in doing things. We will wait for your news."

Taking the gun in his hand after lying down, Chaozi climbed up again.

Returning to the edge of the depression again, Chaozi pricked up his ears and listened for a while. He was very afraid that a tarantula would rush out of his face. This thing not only came and went silently, but also moved extremely fast. Hit the trick.

There was still the wreckage left by the tarantula just now in the gap, and the scattered meat paste made Chaozi feel very disgusted, but this time he was determined to show it once.

This depression is also in the shape of a rectangle. This coffin is far from being as simple as it looks from the outside, because Chaozi discovered that it is not a simple box for holding a coffin. No one would design such a complicated coffin.

In Chaozi's past archaeological memory, the outer coffin is actually the outer coffin that is set outside the main coffin. The main functions in the early days were sealing, waterproofing and anti-theft.Later, in the mausoleums of some royal families, the outer coffins were built to be larger and the materials became more and more refined. With the original function preserved, it gradually became a symbol of the thick burial style.The larger the outer coffin, the higher the status, which is why these truck-sized outer coffins are now available.But all the outer coffins are the same, the inside must be hollow and used to place the coffin. The more sophisticated ones will have a second layer of coffins, and the most will have five or six layers, but the volume will be much smaller than the outermost one.

And this outer coffin has only a small rectangular depression left on the top. Judging from the length and width, it seems that it can just fit a coffin, but now it is empty, and the corners are full of spiders. This must be the snow coffin just now. Territory Tarantula Dun.

Chaozi is squatting in this depression at the moment, and directly above his head is the hole he just drilled into.He tried to knock on the wooden board below with his hand, "Boom boom boom", it was empty!When he got here, he had no other choice. Could it be that he was going to explode?

Withdrawing outside again, Chaozi conveyed to them the difficulties he had encountered. Cha Wenbin decided to go up to have a look first. He always felt that the depression Chaozi mentioned must not be that simple.

In this gap, Pharaoh and Hengroulian couldn't squeeze in, because they were too tall, so they had to stay outside to support Chaozi. Cha Wenbin and Zhuo Xiong came to Chaozi's side.

After entering this place, the first thing Cha Wenbin paid attention to was not the depression, he was quite interested in the cave above his head.

"Have you ever gone in?"

Chaozi pointed his flashlight at the dark hole and replied: "I hid in when I came in just now, but I didn't go inside, it's on this hole."

This hole does not look natural at all. Just from the entrance of the hole, there are obvious traces of artificial excavation. The first word that pops out of Cha Wenbin's mind is: Stealing the hole!

But if this is really a robbery hole, then the tomb robbers are really awesome. They are all solid granite. They have at least 20 meters from the bottom to the top. If they want to cut through a granite with a vertical depth of 20 meters , It is extremely unimaginable to rely on artificial power alone.

Leaving this question behind, he turned his gaze back to the outer coffin, and soon Cha Wenbin discovered the strangeness. The wood of the board under his feet was a little different from the outer coffin, but another kind of precious wood: gold Silk nanmu!

It is very rare for a coffin to be made of two materials of wood. Chinese people pay attention to one and end up with the same, and there is no reason to switch to another kind of wood.And seeing that this project is so vast, there will be no shortage of such a small piece of wood, although the golden nanmu is also very precious.

"The bottom here is empty." Chaozi reminded.

"Empty?" Zha Wenbin became interested. He also has a certain understanding of the structure of the tomb. A Taoist priest will inevitably have to deal with this thing.If you think this place is a sitting tomb, according to such specifications, then there is really one thing missing: the tomb passage!

He found that since the death seat came down, a small road climbed down, leading directly to the coffin, and there were no burial objects. This is extremely abnormal in a tomb of this level. Inside, let alone this kind of imperial class.In terms of this piece of golden nanmu alone, judging from the grain of the board, it is at least a thousand years old, so it is worth a lot if you take it out.

Zha Wenbin took a spotlight to observe the place carefully. At this time, he really missed Lao Wang a little. If this old fox was around, he might be able to find out the way right away. After all, he had dealt too much with the ancient tomb.

There were spiders everywhere in this depression, so Cha Wenbin muttered: "You two clean it up."

Chaozi stuck out his tongue, and Zhuo Xiong grabbed them casually. Some spiders were very old, covered in dust and looked like torn cotton wool, and the two of them pulled a lot.

"There are so many spiders, new and old, is there more than one in this place?" Zhuo Xiong asked.

Chaozi said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter how many there are, they will be served by bullets when they come." The two were chattering, when Chaozi suddenly let out a "huh".

"What the hell, why can't I pull these few strands?"

What he was talking about was the group of spiders he had in the northwest corner. No matter how hard he held it in his hand, he couldn't pull it out, as if it was fixed.

The silk produced by this snowy tarantula is not as fragile as ordinary spiders, but rather strong. It is estimated that it is definitely a first-class material for weaving climbing ropes.But the spider knot has a rule, that is, choose the corner of the triangle to pull it in, which makes it stronger and relatively easier to climb from one end to the other.

Zha Wenbin was still studying the layout here, and didn't pay attention to it, but Zhuo Xiong went over to take a look, and he immediately discovered the problem with a strong spotlight.

"Brother Wenbin, come and have a look, this spider is fresh, and it seems to have stuck in from the cracks in the board!"

Zha Wenbin saw that it was indeed the case. This was a spider from the New Territories. On the end connected to the floor, there was even undried mucus!

"I see, this is the gate of the tomb!" Cha Wenbin suddenly realized, and he had to say that the design of this tomb was very ingenious. It used a method that subverted the tradition. With an idea, he immediately went out to find Lao Wang. Introduced the situation inside.

Lao Wang was also very surprised when he heard what Cha Wenbin said. If the piece of golden nanmu they saw was really the door of the tomb, it means that they haven't entered the tomb at all, and the so-called coffin is the real one. grave!

"The tomb within the tomb!" The two said in unison.

Lao Wang nodded and said: "According to what you said, then this huge and indestructible snow cypress is regarded as two functions, that is, as a coffin and as a tomb. And the golden nanmu is the one that really leads to the main body. The tomb door of the tomb, open it and then the tomb passage, through the tomb passage, it is possible to enter the real main tomb chamber, I have to say, this is the most luxurious tomb I have ever seen. So many sherbets are used, in In the eyes of the owner of the tomb, it is just a tomb wall used for laying bricks, God knows what kind of scene it will be inside, I am looking forward to it!"

This also solved the first question in their minds, why this tomb has such a huge coffin, which is completely beyond common sense. Now it seems that this is just an outer wall carefully designed by the owner of the tomb.

Returning to the depression, Cha Wenbin told Chaozi to get ready to break through the door. There were spiders down there, and there might be snowy tarantulas waiting.

Chaozi quickly used a knife to carve the position to be blasted on the wooden board. In this underground world full of snow cypress, the value of golden nanmu is just a broken board.

After putting down the medicine, when they all retreated outside, there was a muffled "boom" inside, followed by the sound of wood falling and hitting, Zha Wenbin knew that the door of the tomb was finally opened. . . . . .