Wang Zan and Yuan Fu may not know why. Although their fathers had a very good relationship, they were not happy with each other after they came here. They looked very good, but when they saw this face, they couldn't help but want to get angry.

Since the two entered the tomb of the King of Northern Meng, they have been walking one after another, and no one wants to communicate with anyone.

When he reached the fork in the road, Xiang Que thought for a moment, he turned to the right. The tomb he and Professor Wang Xiaobei and Zhao walked through last night were all burial objects. He didn't find anything before he finished walking. He wanted to change another one when he came in again this time.

"Why don't you go there?" Yuan Fu asked without moving.

Wang Zan said without looking back: "I have already walked yesterday, so I can't go back today, otherwise I'd just waste my time and I didn't find anything there."

"That's because you didn't find anything. The result might be different if you change someone," Yuan Fu said naturally.

Wang Zan couldn't pause and said helplessly: "There was a professor of archaeology and history who came in with me yesterday. If it was a blind person and didn't notice it, it was understandable, but it was naturally unlikely that both of them were blind. Miss, can we not waste time for nothing? If you have to leave that, I don't care, then I will definitely not pass."

After Wang Zan said that, he turned his head and left. Yuan Fu, who was behind him, bit Xiaobai's teeth, stomped her feet and followed her, muttering in her mouth: "This person really feels good enough to feel good about himself."

Wang Zan walked a few steps forward and arrived at the area where Cao Yang and the others encountered the corpse turtle yesterday. There was still a tuft of insect ashes left on the ground.

Wang Zan reached out and picked up the traces of dust and leaned against his nose and frowned. He smelled it twice. A small amount of yin energy penetrated into his head. The person suddenly shuddered. The corpse turtle was burned to death. There was still yin energy left in the worm ashes. It is conceivable how domineering the insect was before it died.

"Puff" Wang Zan blew away the insect ashes in one mouthful, stood up and continued walking forward. Suddenly, Yuan Fu, who was following behind, suddenly stepped up and grabbed his shoulder. Wang Zan turned his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"If you don't want to die, go slowly."

"What does it mean?" Wang Zan asked with a frown.

Yuan Fu took out a sachet from her pants pocket, opened it and took out a crystal clear jade pendant from it. Wang Zan obviously felt that the jade not only had a good texture, but also quite talkative.

Yuan Fu said, "This is what my mother asked me for on Lantau Island before. It can be worn by a monk on the mountain for more than 40 years. The monk told my mother at that time that this piece of jade is very spiritual and can turn good and bad luck after being worn for a long time. He said that when you wear it on your body, you will obviously feel very cold, that is, disaster may come soon, so... either you or me, we must be careful."

Wang Zan was stunned. He was speechless. Look at him, how old he had just taken out a bell and a jade pendant, which were all rare good things.

But when he looked at himself again in a blink of an eye, he was silent and tears. There was a nine-eyed Dzi bead on his body, but it was given to him by Chen Sansui. Now he was wearing it on Bai Pu's neck, and he had nothing left. Walking in the world was so bare.

"Your jade is very accurate?" Wang Zan asked with a frown.

Yuan Fu stopped quarreling with him this time and said, "Once I drove away by myself. It was raining heavily. The jade was worn on my neck and suddenly it felt very cold. So I subconsciously pulled over and parked the car, then turned around and returned along the same route. The next day I checked it out. A bridge in front of the road I was walking was washed away by the river. The time was basically the same as when I went there."

After hearing what she said, Wang Zan believed it very much and didn't think anything was incredible. If jade is well-raised, it would be very spiritual. It would be impossible to say that every piece can predict good or bad luck. However, if it is really worn by a Taoist monk for a long time, it will indeed have unexpected effects.

"We have to be careful..." Wang Zan nodded cautiously. In addition to the corpse turtle in the tomb, there should be another danger here, which is what Wang Xiaobei mentioned twice, looking at him in the dark night.

But it is quite strange that, except for Wang Xiaobei, none of him, Professor Zhao, Cao Yang and others have seen these eyes. If he hadn't known Wang Xiaobei very well, he would have to say whether he could believe it or not.

Then the two continued to walk along the tomb passage, but this time they didn't walk one by one, one by one, but walked shoulder to shoulder.

"Why does it feel a little wrong?" Yuan Fu frowned and said in confusion: "Although this is the first time I have entered this kind of ancient tomb, I have heard of it and learned about it before. This is different from what I imagined."

Wang Zan also nodded and said, "I feel this way. Normally, there should be a tomb chamber after the tomb door is opened. There shouldn't be such a long tomb passage. We have been walking for almost twenty minutes since we came in. Although it was delayed a little in the middle, it felt like from the distance that we should have walked at least five or six hundred meters away. The tomb passage is a bit tilted downward and the angle is not very large. But if you calculate, I guess there must be a few dozen meters deep underground."

Wang Zan and Yuan Fu thought this was very wrong. When he was chatting with Wang Tianyang in Lingnan, he also asked something about the lieutenant of the gold-touching lieutenant and searching for dragons to point acupoints. It is absolutely abnormal to dig such a tomb passage that is so long and has a depth of dozens of meters. Unless it is two kinds of tombs like Qin Shihuang or Wu Zetian, ordinary ancients would not have the ability to create such a huge project.

Yu Man, the King of Northern Meng, was a king who was hunted and down, and he had to think about how to save his life. Then there would definitely be no possibility of such a big fight. Such a vast tomb group could not be built by 180 people, and it would require at least thousands of thousands of labor.
Chapter completed!