"Wait a minute, I can't trust you.
Who knows if you have a trap in there?"
Dachun shouted and pointed at the dark hole.
The bald man paused and said in a deep voice: "What should I do so that you can believe me?"
"Haha, eat the gold.
If you eat the gold, I will believe you."
Dachun winked at me, turned to the bald man and said.
"What gold?"
the bald man asked doubtfully.
"Don't fucking pretend to be stupid with me, you don't know what gold is," Dachun pointed at the bald man's nose and cursed.
"Gold comes out" I have to give Dachun a thumbs up.
This idea is quite good.
Once the bald man swallows the gold, it will be meat on the chopping board for us to rub.
Jinzi reluctantly climbed out, with golden wings on top.
You can also see traces of imperceptible cracks.
The injury from the battle with the human-faced owl yesterday has not healed yet.
Seeing Jin Zi, the bald man shrank his eyes, then nodded and said: "Okay" and he actually agreed.
Neither Dachun nor I expected it.
It was incredible that he actually agreed.
I knew exactly what this meant.
He was putting his life and death in my hands.
"Go, gold" I was stunned for a moment.
He immediately came to his senses and ordered.
The gold flew over, and the bald man stiffened, allowing the gold to penetrate through his nostrils.
"This time, can you believe me?"
The bald man calmed down for nearly a minute before returning to normal and asked calmly.
"I believe" Dachun nodded, expressing his belief.
"Then let's go" The bald man pointed at the entrance of the cave, led the way, and walked in first.
I paused and followed, but I still felt a little uneasy.
The bald man agreed so readily.
At this point, it stands to reason that nothing could go wrong.
I exhaled, relieved myself, and followed in.
It's pretty much what I expected.
It's said to be a cave, but it's actually a city built in the heart of the mountain.
It extends in all directions, and square houses are located here without hesitation.
If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that these square houses form an inverted Bagua figure, and the center part is exactly the pattern of a yin and yang fish.
The two interlaced yin and yang fish are the two leading to the underground. channel.
After walking in the city for nearly twenty minutes, the bald man stopped in front of the crescent-shaped passage and stared at the entrance diagonally downward.
"Hey, what is this place?"
Dachun watched all the way, and his curiosity reached the extreme.
He asked immediately after stopping.
It’s not just Dachun, it’s the same for me.
In fact, these square stone houses are not houses at all, but tombs.
These tombs are all in the same format, less than three meters high, four meters wide, and about five meters front to back.
Two adjacent tombs are about ten meters apart.
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There are no walls, no tombstones, just such lonely tombs.
Every step I take here, I can feel a pair of eyes looking at us through the tombs.
"Emperor's Tomb" The bald man stared at the passage for a long time and uttered three words.
"Emperor's Tomb" Dachun murmured and asked again: "You mean there is an emperor buried underneath?"
The bald man nodded and said nothing again.
"That's not right.
How can there be any emperor in Yunnan?"
Dachun scratched his head and asked doubtfully.
Seeing that the bald man didn't answer, Dachun counted on his fingers, "Yunnan was called Dian Kingdom in ancient times, and it was also called Dali Kingdom, but at that time, it was at most a king, not a king."
"The closer we are, the traitor Wu Sangui will be the emperor."
Dachun continued to count down in chronological order.
"Could it be Wu Sangui?"
Count it to the end.
Dachun raised his head and asked again.
"no" The bald man shook his head and continued to look at the passage, with no intention of going down.
There are only a few people who can be called kings of God.
I vaguely have the answer in my heart, but I don’t know if it is as I expected.
"It's Emperor Yongli, and this is his burial ground."
The bald man didn't know what he was thinking of, and his voice was gloomy, as if it was forced out of his throat.
"That's the last emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty who was strangled to death by Wu Sangui."
Dachun asked in surprise.
"That's right" The bald man nodded again, raised his leg and stepped downward.
The three of us looked at each other.
He quickly followed.
This is actually the tomb of Emperor Yongli, which is a bit beyond my expectation, but I remember that the historical records indicate that the tomb of Emperor Yongli is not here.
Considering the situation of Emperor Yongli back then, how could anyone help him build such a tomb?
Judging from the scale of the tomb, the manpower and material resources required are astronomical.
Especially Emperor Yongli, he was an emperor of the last days and he was already dead.
How could anyone help him build such a tomb?
Even the Palace of Hell could not have had such a big force back then.
The Palace of Hell back then was only a medium-sized force and had not yet taken power.
It is possible to build such a tomb in Yunnan.
There is only one person with such strength, and that is Wu Sangui, the king of Yunnan at that time.
However, I don’t understand how a prince from the Qing Dynasty could build such a mausoleum for the last emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty.
"Hey, tell me what's going on here" Dachun followed.
He was still asking endless questions.
This time, it wasn't Sister Shiliu who signaled, it was purely driven by Dachun's own curiosity.
"You'll understand in a moment" The bald man paused, replied coldly, and then continued walking inside.
The underground passage is a standard mausoleum model.
It was built entirely according to the palace model of that year.
After going down, a passage goes straight forward, only fifty meters away, and it is a small square.
Going forward, it is a meeting hall.
Behind the main hall is a small garden.
Behind the garden are two main halls standing side by side.
One is the main tomb, which is the tomb of Emperor Yongli, and the other is the tomb of Emperor Yongli's main palace empress.
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It was obvious that this was not the first time for the bald man to come down.
He was familiar with the road and did not encounter any trouble along the way.
He went straight to the main tomb chamber.
In the main tomb, an ice coffin was placed in the center, and wisps of cold air filled the entire tomb.
Inside the translucent ice coffin, lay a lifelike corpse.
"This is the body of Emperor Yongli" Dachun pointed blankly at the body in the ice coffin, still a little unbelievable.
The bald man nodded, indicating that it was the body of Emperor Yongli.
"That's not right.
Wu Sangui himself died without a burial place, how could he still keep Emperor Yongli safe?"
Dachun shook his head, his face full of doubts, "It was such a mess back then, how did you protect this place, and why did Wu Sangui get such a corpse?"
Dachun kept asking questions like a barrage of questions.
His questions were also my questions.
According to normal development, Wu Sangui should have been instigated by the Palace of Hell to create this place, and I can see it now.
The dragon veins here have long been abolished, and there are no dragon veins at all.
I can't figure out why the Palace of Hell put such a corpse here, and the Palace of Hell had been here once twenty years ago.
That time they seemed to have done nothing except nearly annihilating the Mampang people.
And I can see that not only the King of Hell is involved here, but my cheap junior brother Zhang Shoudeng is also involved, as is the bald man.
He is obviously a middleman, representing both my junior brother and the official power.
The bald man turned his head, his face expressionless, but there was a heaviness emanating from his body.
"Hurry up and say it quickly."
Dachun became inexplicably irritable, spinning around in circles, holding the black iron sword and waving it non-stop.
"Big Spring" My heart skipped a beat, he was in something wrong, as if he was possessed, and his eyes became blood red.
"ah" Dachun was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned blood red again.
"Rebellion against you" Sister Pomegranate glared, stepped forward and pinched his ear, twisted it around, and gave a sharp shout.
Dachun's expression finally recovered.
Then without saying anything, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood at the iron sword.
This made him feel much better.
"What the hell are you doing?"
I stared at the bald man and yelled
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