Fairyland, Big Problem

"Spirit Paradise, there is a big problem (

It is not difficult to find the "elevator entrance". The shaft for transporting materials cannot be just a lonely hole in the ground. There must be some measures to prevent water, wind and sand.

Therefore, the shaft is covered with a building similar to an arrow tower on the ground, and even if it collapses a little over the years, it can still be easily found.

【Not here. 】

The roof of the shaft where Leo Lu was located was blocked by the building collapsed and the rainwater leaked.

The mountain height of Genshan Guguan is about 40 meters, and the bottom channel is not ventilated. Once rainwater enters, it can only rely on infiltration to dry up.

I don't know how much stagnant water has accumulated over the years, and the smell is abnormal.

Dream eclipse is similar.

Fortunately, the ground below the shaft that Ball Mushroom is staring at is slightly higher, it looks dry, and the smell is so-so.

[Chief, I'll go down and have a look. 】

"Be careful."

[Oops——, so deep. 】

slap.

Oops, the ball mushroom fell into the bottom of the well nearly forty meters.

Grass + Poison, so you don't have to worry about poisoning.

Ball Mushroom feels the air flow in the underground material transportation channel.

[The air circulation is not large, so it's okay. 】

"Is there no standing water?"

Ball Mushroom squatted down, picked up the dust on the masonry floor, and could feel a slight dampness in his hands, that's all.

[There is no standing water, it can be said that it is relatively dry. 】

Professional tomb diggers have to throw a rope down so that they can escape when things are done.

Wen Jiu jumped directly into it.

"Leo Lu, do you have any clues?"

The waveguide let go and probed the surrounding emotions.

If it can evolve and the waveguide is strengthened to scan together with the objective environment, it will be amazing.

[Chief, no abnormality was found, only a few fragments of the remnant soul. 】

"It's also a clue."

In ancient times, there was still a funeral system, and the scale was not as large as Wen Jiu’s time before, but there was always a feeling of unwillingness and grievance.

For the time being, Leo Lu only felt a trace of the remaining soul, and walked in the direction it said.

The underground material transportation channel has large or small rooms for storage every few meters. The wooden door pointed to by Leo Road is located on a branch road to the east of the underground channel.

"anyone there?"

The sound of calling the door echoed in the silent underground passage. Wen Jiu stuck to the door and focused on listening to the movement in the room. Naturally, no one responded.

He lifted the cursed shovel against his shoulder, grabbed the crossbar on the door with one hand, and pulled it next to it.

The wooden structure of a thousand years ago can preserve its shape to this day, even in the underground with no air circulation, it is not easy, where can it withstand random pulling.

Wen Jiu only felt like he had pinched the outer layer of the biscuit, and his fingers were embedded in the wooden bars.

He flipped his fingers and threw the wooden bar aside, Wen Jiu kicked the door vigorously, and used the reaction force to jump back to distance himself.

After retreating to the corner of the passage, I watched the fallen wooden door with my elf friend on alert.

This action is purely due to the fact that you have read too many pirate novels. Every time you open any door in the tomb area, the thief may face an unimaginable organ.

There is no agency, but the death coffin is online.

match of major!

Mengmeng eclipse changed to synchronization, and called out the coffin of death.

[Wow, is this the principal's new home? I like. 】

"P in the new home, your home is underground?"

【Yes. 】

Wen Jiu was speechless and continued to enter the room.

It's a very ordinary small space, about ten square meters, and there are few sundries in the square, but there is one very conspicuous thing.

A heavily weathered mummy leaned out from the wall.

Hundreds of years ago, the abandoned ancient pass underground passage, the dark utility room, half of the mummified corpse embedded in the wall...

Wen Jiu subconsciously thought it was an evil thing, but he did not feel the fluctuation of evil spirit energy.

Leo Lu also said that there are only some residual emotions left, very little.

"What kind of torture is this?"

I thought it was a senior in the thief world, but seeing the shabby configuration and the skeleton wearing handcuffs, the original owner can basically be classified as a prisoner of war or a soldier who made mistakes in wartime.

Upon closer inspection, something was wrong. This man didn't climb out of the wall, but dug up the wall from the room and drilled in.

"He didn't want to dig through the mountain from the underground passage with the screwdriver in his hand?"

[Parkmaster, not a screwdriver. 】

The shadowy palm of the death coffin picked up the metal objects embedded in the wall.

There are some remnants of sawdust at the end of this piece of metal. I think there used to be a wooden handle, which had decayed into nothingness due to the erosion of the years.

The front end is a "V"-shaped blade that is too blunt to be used.

It is based on a very delicate carving, a bit like a seal carving knife, and it is carefully used.

Looking at the remnants of the cloth and some tools scattered on the ground, this person is not like a soldier, but more like a craftsman.

Speaking of craftsmen, Wen Jiu came to the spirit.

It is definitely not the fortifications that require craftsmen to carve carefully, but the Tomb of General Youyuan!

The craftsman was not sealed in the tomb together to keep it secret, but when he escaped, he was caught by the soldiers and locked up in an underground warehouse to die.

Finally want to dig to survive?

Doubt in his heart, Wen Jiu silently muttered to rest in peace, and pulled the mummy out of the wall.

boom--

The earth and stone collapsed, revealing a passage that was only one meter in length.

Channels are empty behind and connected to other channels.

"I know."

In order to prevent leaks, the craftsmen responsible for building the tombs of the emperors will be buried deep underground together with the tombs.

How can these first-class craftsmen sit still? Occasionally someone will build an escape channel after the mausoleum is closed in the process of building the mausoleum~www.readwn.com~ The craftsmen who have not escaped will not have the book " After the Earth Opens."

Even if the craftsman is caught, he knows the general orientation of the escape route he built, which is exactly one meter away from the locked room.

Digging a wall and digging soil with just a chisel is really hard, but it is not impossible.

It's a pity that he was tortured too much. After digging out the passage, he got stuck in the wall and died of exhaustion.

As the battle situation changed, the army of Genshan Guguan was transferred, and the craftsman who was locked in the branch room of the underground material transportation channel was also forgotten.

Instead, he inadvertently pointed out the way to Wen Jiu.

"Thank you senior."

Receiving the favor, Wen Jiu made a special trip to transport the mummified body out of the underground passage. After finding a hill and burying it in the ground, he returned to the passage again.

After confirming that there is air in it, the little ones, Oops, and Leoru head over first.

The coffin of the God of Death will definitely not be able to enter, so he has to put it away first, and Wen Jiu crawls in.

After drilling through a one-meter-long hole, the space suddenly opened up.

The new passage is actually two meters high, more than enough for two or three people in parallel, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, in the shape of a triangle.

Looking left and right, there are occasional metal utensils scattered on the ground, most of which are rusted to the point where it is impossible to recognize their original appearance.

The tools that are still in good condition are nothing more than pickaxes, saw blades, chisels and the like, which can definitely be the masterpiece of the tomb maker.

It can be seen that they made use of the cracks in the rocks formed under natural conditions and built them artificially.

"But...where to go?"

The terrain is ups and downs, and it is impossible to judge the correct range, and there is no emotion of the remnant soul to give Leoru a reference direction.

[President, this way. 】

The shadowy palm of the death coffin pointed to the depths of the passage.

"Why where?"

【the feeling of home. 】

"Uh…"