Tomb robber: No more pretending, I am Faqiu Tianguan

To be honest, Jiang Nan was not interested in the contents of the two remaining coffins on the floor of the household.

The coffin is sunken, and the sarcophagus is buried in the mutilated body of the third life.

One missing legs, one missing sternum.

A small number of them lie quietly in this ghost coffin.

However, for the sake of safety, Jiangnan still decided to burn Ya.

After all, the tentacles of the ghost coffin have appeared in the ghost coffin, maybe there will be some kind of moth with those two bodies.

All the remaining solid fuel was used, and a raging fire relieved thousands of worries.

The sarcophagus could not be thrown into the fire entirely, so it could only be opened and the remains of the missing legs inside were thrown into it.

Of course, these dirty and tiring jobs are all fat people contributing.

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“Jiang Ye, then what should we do now?”

“We’ve been going round and round here, and we don’t see any passage to the next level.”

Letting the fire ignite next to him, several people wearing gas masks to isolate the smell of burning, Huba Yi said with some worry.

It has been a long time since they entered the Heavenly Palace and then dived to the Hades Hall, and during this period, several people have not rested.

At this time, a trace of exhaustion has inevitably appeared in the mental state.

“No way? Then make a way for him! ”

Jiang Nan grinned and pointed to the ceiling above the heads of several people and said.

King Xian is not a fool, and naturally he will not leave a passage to the real tomb.

Even the shadow bones below, several people did not see the passage, completely smashed out by the heavy mass of the bronze rafters.

Saying that, Jiang Nan has jumped up.

Grasping the remaining half of the chain of the ceiling with one hand, his figure is like a flexible monkey, constantly climbing upward.

Finally, Jiang Nan grabbed the copper ring embedded in the ceiling to fix his figure.

At the same time, the black gold treasure knife in his hand stabbed its roots into the ceiling.

What bluestone, what tomb brick, under the blade of the extremely sharp black gold treasure knife, it is simply no better than tofu!

Poof~

In the astonished gazes of the three, the black gold treasure knife in Jiang Nan’s hand had already drawn a circle with a diameter of about half a meter on the ceiling.

At the same time, Jiang Nan’s figure fell, grabbing the end of the chain.

Bang!!!

Suddenly exerted force, and dragged the entire ceiling down!

When he landed, a spirit in Jiangnan turned over and dodged the falling stones.

“No, isn’t the passage coming out?”

Jiang Nan collected the knife dashingly, lit a cigarette, and took a sip of beauty.

Mr. Zhou said that the road is always made by people!

This sentence… It seems that Da may indeed be what Mr. Zhou said, right? Jiang Nan can’t remember exactly.

But it doesn’t matter, Mr. Zhou is undecided.

“.. Jiang Ye, what else can I say? ”

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The fat man and Huba silently gave a thumbs up and praised.

After all, such a violent way of opening the “door” is indeed simple and rude to the extreme, but unfortunately, they can’t learn it.

Several people did not ink, directly threw out the flying tiger claws, hooked the “door” opened by Jiangnan, and climbed up in turn.

At a cursory glance, it is a large artificially constructed circular void.

The diameter of the large hollow is about ten meters, and there is a spiraling dirt slope winding up.

Seeing this scene, the four people knew in their hearts that the end of the soil slope should be the real mausoleum of the king.

Even if King Xian died, he still had to put himself at the highest place in the Yin Palace, and his dedication to immortal immortality was really enough.

Huba was the last to climb up and couldn’t help but complain.

This layer is deeper than the layer, and if this horse does not understand a little Taoist knowledge, he really cannot find the tomb of the king.

The ring wall is surrounded by large-scale colorful murals, all of which are eclectic of Han Yi colors and religious colors, and the wind of the king and the ethereal illusion of the immortal path coexist.

This is a style of painting that has never been passed down to later generations.

At a close distance, it is even more breathtaking, and the mural style that fully expresses the ambition of the king is enough to prove that the real tomb is not far away.

Before they knew it, the four of them had already walked up the steps along the dirt slope and had reached the highest point of the hollow.

After turning a corner, the end was blocked by a white stone wall.

On closer inspection, a white woman was painted on the wall in front of her.

“Hey!”

Just when Huba and the others looked at this “painting” and wondered whether it would be the wife of the virtuous king, Jiang Nan suddenly grinned.

“Hey!?”

The three looked at Jiang Nan with a confused expression.

I saw Jiang Nan suddenly take out his black gold treasure knife, and in the doubtful eyes of the three, he stabbed the woman fiercely to “paint”

Jiang Nan’s force was so great that it tore the air, and faintly seemed to make a harsh sound.

Hallucinations?

No, not an illusion!

It’s really remembering the mournful screams of women!

Without waiting for Jiangnan’s black gold treasure knife to stab the woman, the wall in front of him suddenly collapsed, and a black shadow emerged from it, sensitively dodging this knife.

Fortunately, several people reacted quickly and quickly dodged this black shadow.

Looking at it, the black shadow rolling down the dirt slope between them was the woman “painting” just now!

“Lying groove, really fake, this mother-in-law actually cheated the corpse? Or did it pop out of the wall? ”

The AK in the fat man’s hand subconsciously pointed to the woman.

The corpse is not terrible, what is terrifying is that if Jiang Nan had not noticed it in advance, I am afraid that when everyone commented on the woman’s “painting”, they were suddenly attacked, which is called horror!

If you can’t prevent it, it’s hard to guarantee that there will be no casualties.

“Corpse? No! ”

“When this woman was alive, she was made into a corpse by the king of sacrifice, and she did not die in the true sense of the word.”

Jiang Nan looked at the swelling woman below and snorted softly.

He knew all too well what the hell was going to do.

With a flip of his hand, he took out the unused propane injector from his backpack and aimed it at the woman’s figure.

“good-bye！”

After a friendly farewell, Jiang Nan chuckled and decisively pulled the flamethrower.

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