Knocking on the wooden board on the ground, the echo "Dong Dong Dong" sounded, indicating that there was indeed an independent space below. The wood here is naturally the best cypress, and if you want to drill a hole without damaging the structure of the entire tomb chamber, it's better to let Chaozi do it.

  Although they claimed to be blasting experts, explosives were useless here. Any slight deviation could cause the snow-covered coffin chamber that had slept for thousands of years to collapse instantly, and they would also be buried here forever.

  Let everything return to the primitive society, and the three of them began to dig with knives. The fame of this snow-white jade was not blown out of proportion. With their hands holding what could be called special military daggers, one slash would leave only a shallow scratch.

  Two soldiers and a Taoist priest have now all become carpenters, and the original pit is gradually sinking down under their painstaking efforts. If an antique dealer were to see this now, he would surely curse these three for being reckless with precious things - who would dare use a knife to dig a hole in a nanmu tree? Isn't this just crazy?

  Two hours later, when the three people's sweat drops were about to form a puddle on the floor, Zhuo Xiong "slammed" down with a knife and finally pierced through...

  "Finally, Wen Bin Ge!"

  Zha Wenbin bowed his head and shone a strong light into the knife eye with a flashlight. A snow-white beam of light went straight into the underground world, but this knife eye was really too small. The ruthless darkness swallowed up these lights in an instant.

  "Put in some more effort and dig it open a bit more."

  Taking advantage of the break in work, Zhuo Xiong asked: "Didn't you say that all the passages here are moving? So much time has passed, and the corresponding part under our floor should have moved too. How can we be sure that going down from here will lead to the tomb chamber?"

  Cha Wenbin said: "You can dig, the nine palaces are the foundation, although the grid is constantly moving, but the eight gates linked below are always aligned, the palace is moving, and the door is also moving."

  Chaozi then simply used his foot to kick, the military leather boots had a good effect, that is, they were hard! This little guy's fierce momentum was not at all inferior to the pockmarked face, "thud thud" a few kicks in a row, and he really managed to kick out a big hole.

  When that hole was constantly expanding, when it could hold one person entering, the project that had consumed nearly three hours of work by three people finally came to an end.

  "Brrr!" This was the first word spoken by Zhang Wenbin after he poked his head in, and it seemed that the air here had not been circulated with the outside world for a long time. A cold air rushed towards him, making the pores on his skin constrict, and his scalp stood up straight, even though his face was still dripping with sweat just now.

  "You two follow me from behind, don't get lost no matter what. When we get down there, don't touch anything randomly and don't speak out of turn. If something happens, try to communicate with gestures as much as possible. Each of you has one life talisman, remember the old rule and put it in your own pocket." After handing over the talismans, Cha Wenbin was the first to jump down.

  If the winter in the north is cold, then it can be described as extremely cold here. As soon as he landed, Zha Wenbin felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. A chill that seemed to emanate from the shadows instantly enveloped him, and even his fingers lost their previous dexterity in an instant.

  "Hiss......" He took a deep breath, and his gums immediately felt a surge of sour pain, a chill that couldn't be described in words!

  Three people stood in this underground world, the distance to the ceiling was only about one and a half times their height. They hadn't started walking yet, but they were all shivering with cold. The flashlight shone out, illuminating only the warm air they exhaled, which instantly condensed into a misty fog, and then froze into ice flowers that fell onto their lips.

  "What the hell is this place, it's going to freeze us to death!" Chaozi had also rolled around on the snowy plateau and was considered relatively cold-resistant, but this situation where people could be frozen stiff would only occasionally occur on the grasslands on a deep winter night when the northwest wind blows.

  "Shut up!" Zhang Wenbin rebuked in a low and severe tone, he didn't know how to react, standing in this cold world, but feeling a faint warmth in his chest that made him feel slightly better. He subconsciously touched it, only to find the sun wheel, metal that would only get colder in such a low-temperature climate.

  "Follow me, watch your step and the surroundings." Zhang Wenbin said in a low voice, made a forward gesture, and then the three of them started to move forward cautiously.

  Perhaps the mud on the ground had already been frozen, and when stepped on, it made a "gela, gela" sound. In this quiet environment, it seemed extremely eerie. Only this sound kept reminding each other that they were the only living creatures here.

  This place is said to be a road, but it's not really. It's a flat area about the size of a coffin, with white pebbles of similar shapes and sizes scattered all over it. The pebbles are arranged in lines that lead to the center, like a grid. And they are now standing between two rows of pebbles.

  Four diagonal lines divide this roughly coffin-sized platform into eight equal parts, each of which should correspond to one of the eight doors. The central intersection point is where they need to go, because not far from the center position there is a crystal clear thing shining brightly. It's like having a huge diamond on a desolate rocky beach beckoning you, and people will instinctively determine that it's the target.

  Zha Wenbin pointed to the middle, made a gesture of continuing forward, and walked over here. The distance was about 30 meters, and if they sprinted, it would probably take only a few seconds. But this seemingly within-reach path had led them into an endless abyss.

  He had not taken three steps when Cha Wenbin stopped, Hou's Chaozi thought he had found something and poked his head out, with just one glance, he saw the person he most wanted to see in this life: his mother!

  He Yichao's mother, also known as Wang Furen, the woman buried by Cha Wenbin on the slope of Wangzhuang Mountain. At this time, she was smiling and waving at him with her hand not far from Chaozi, holding his favorite osmanthus cake.

  In the past, Mrs. Wang would always go to her hometown of Wangzhuang with Old He during the Mid-Autumn Festival, where there were plenty of osmanthus flowers. The old lady would collect many flowers and bring them back home to dry and grind into powder, then personally make osmanthus cakes for He Yichao. During his years serving in Tibet, she never fell behind, always making some to mail to him so he could taste the flavor of home. This familiar yet warm fragrance had not been smelled since Mrs. Wang passed away, but now that strong osmanthus scent almost overwhelmed Chaozi, intoxicating him completely.

  Zhuo Xiong saw that both of them had no movement, he didn't dare to be careless, so he poked Su Zhe's back and asked him what was wrong.

  He didn't react at first, so he poked him again. Chaozi slowly turned his head and smiled at him, but it was a very ugly smile. At some point, he had a plate-sized snow wolf spider in his hand, and half of the spider's body was gone. Chaozi's mouth was constantly chewing something, making "chomping" sounds, but when Zhuo Xiong saw the spider legs occasionally exposed on the edge of Chaozi's lips, he was completely stunned...

  "Wen Bin, he's gone crazy!" Zhuo Xiong hastily went to check Wen Bin's back, but no matter how hard he shook him, Wen Bin didn't react at all. Zhuo Xiong's heart racing, he violently pulled Wen Bin's body back and forth, and the distorted face almost made Zhuo Xiong's soul flee: Wen Bin's seven orifices were all bleeding, especially under his bulging eyes, which were as big as light bulbs, two rows of blood tears slowly falling down.

  Cha Wenbin once said that this is a dead spot, so it's definitely not as calm as it looks. It's just that no one expected the danger to come so quickly.

  Zhuo Xiong's first reaction was that both of them had been hit, and he had to think of a way to drag them out. From here to the entrance where they came down was only a few steps away, and it had to be done quickly. He slapped away the half-dead wolf spider in Chaozi's hand, dragged him back, and as soon as he took a step back, he felt a hand slapping his shoulder from behind.

  "Who?" Zhāo Xióng didn't turn his head, but shouted loudly, and the hand immediately disappeared again. Just as he was about to drag Chāo Zǐ again, another hand landed on his shoulder, this time he could clearly feel the strength of the hand grasping him and the cold temperature emanating from the palm.

  "Ghost on the shoulder" was the first phrase that came to Zuo Xiong's mind. Growing up at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he had heard his fair share of strange stories. It is said that there are three lanterns of life on a person's body, located on both shoulders and the top of the head, which are also known as the "life lanterns". If you're walking alone on a deserted road and suddenly feel someone tapping your shoulder from behind, if they tap your left shoulder and you turn right, the lantern on your right side will instantly go out. If they tap your right shoulder and you turn left, the lantern on your left side will instantly go out. The three life lanterns complement each other, and as long as one of them is extinguished, it's likely that you'll become a substitute for the thing that tapped your shoulder. The only thing you can do is ignore it and not look back, let it be, as long as the lantern doesn't go out, it's something you can't help.

  Zhuo Xiong took a deep breath, still pinning his own shoulder with one hand, and retreated backwards with Chaozi. After retreating another step, he felt that there was a hand on both of his shoulders, and an enormous force was holding him back, trying to pull him around. He knew that if he turned his head this time, he would definitely die...

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