The tomb was not as big as expected because it was carved out of the mountain.
It was surrounded by protruding mountain wall gravels with a layer of fine moss hanging on them.
It was still very wet in some places.
The ground was neatly inlaid with bluestone slabs.
It was obvious that a lot of effort had been wasted to make the entire tomb look a bit more like a present.
There is a stone table placed in the center of the tomb.
The table is almost three meters long and one meter wide.
In front of this long table is a raised platform, about 20 centimeters above the ground, with a golden top.
It was like a layer of gold powder was applied on it.
Placed on it was a golden throne, and just as Luo Yang said, sitting on the throne was a person.
Because the distance was too far, I couldn't see clearly who the figure was.
Maybe King Y of Shang had the precedent of King Mu of Zhou.
As long as the body was preserved in a fun way, it was okay even without entering the coffin.
I looked at the figure.
At a glance, I wanted to take a step forward to see clearly.
But as soon as I took a step, I felt like I stepped on something under my feet.
I screamed inwardly that it was broken.
I must have stepped on some mechanism.
However, it was too late at this time.
I only heard a whirring sound, and something similar to the sound on the side.
The iron bars that looked like prison cells popped out from one side and hit a few of us like cannonballs.
I glanced at it and saw that there were no iron spikes on the fence, which made me feel a little relieved.
I immediately put my hands in front of me to resist, and Gu Xinlie and others also made the same move.
But I still underestimated the force of the fence popping up.
The iron fence weighing hundreds of kilograms hit the palms of several of us hard and knocked us upside down.
I fell to the ground, couldn't hold my breath, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
It took me a long time to regain my composure.
The blow was not light.
My hands were bruised.
It was hard to imagine how powerful this mechanism was.
I squinted my eyes, twisted my neck, and got up from the ground.
Looking carefully at the ground in front of us, we found that on this road, there were no fewer than dozens of such traps, all arranged secretly on the ground.
Perhaps this first iron fence was just a warning to us.
If There are sharp iron thorns on it, or it may be smeared with poison.
The consequences can be said to be difficult to estimate.
Taking a deep breath, I told everyone what I saw, and then walked forward cautiously, asking them to follow me.
The traps on the ground were arranged in no order, so I had to observe them carefully with my eyes. , can you find some clues, otherwise you will only know that you have fallen into a trap if you step on it.
I have to say that King Shang Y was very clever at this.
When most people saw a figure sitting on the throne, their first thought was to rush up to see what was going on.
Their eyes would definitely be aimed at the front instead of focusing on the ground.
Along the way, the luckiest person may hit one or two, but the unlucky person may hit them all.
If you step on an ordinary iron fence without iron thorns, you may be shot on the ground in pain for a while, but if you step on a trap with poisonous iron thorns, or you may lie down again when you fall, I've fallen into a trap, so I should really be sorry.
You are not far from death I moved forward cautiously, for fear of making any mistakes.
I licked my lips, leaned sideways against the mountain wall next to me, and moved forward bit by bit.
It took about ten minutes before I was completely free.
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When I walked out of the trap area, my back was already wet with cold sweat.
"Damn, it's not King Shang Y."
Wang Jianggan squatted on the ground, glanced at the person on the throne, and said aloud.
I was speechless and stared at the figure on the throne.
This man was wearing a black dragon suit.
He had a thin body and an imperial crown on his head.
He put his hands on the handle of the throne and lowered his head.
Can't see his face clearly.
Her long black hair hangs down on her shoulders, and a short silver chain hangs by her feet.
Is this person actually King Y of Shang?
I glanced around and saw no coffin.
At least there was no coffin in our sight.
Maybe it was hidden, maybe there was no coffin.
I walked forward, wanting to raise this man's head to see if he looked like King Shang Y, but before I could take two steps, I was stopped by Luoyang.
"No."
Luoyang shook his head at me.
"What's wrong?"
I looked at Luoyang and asked.
She looked at me and didn't say anything for a long time, so she let go of her hand.
She just kept staring at the person on the throne without saying a word.
I took two steps forward and gave Gu Xinlie and the others a signal to be careful and prepare to take action.
Then I walked towards the throne in front.
When I walked to the throne, I suddenly felt a fragrance coming from my nose.
This fragrance was very light, a bit like the fragrance of flowers.
I rubbed my nose, pulled the hair of the corpse with my palms, and stood sideways next to him.
Then I exerted force on my arm and pulled it back, and the face appeared in front of me.
I took a closer look and couldn't help but My pupils shrank, and before I could speak, I saw several crossbow arrows shoot out from the man's mouth and eye sockets, and pierced my face.
I took a few steps back, but no matter how fast I went, I could pass the crossbow arrows.
Just when I was about to be hit, I suddenly bent over and hit an iron plate bridge, and the three crossbow arrows scraped the tip of my nose.
There was a sound of shooting into the mountain wall behind me.
It was so critical that I almost died here.
"It's dangerous."
I slapped my palm on the ground and stood up, snorting coldly.
As expected of the King of Shang, he was really sinister and sinister in his actions.
That corpse had no shame at all.
As soon as I saw his face, I knew he was cheating, but the speed at which the crossbow arrows were fired was so fast that I even There was no time to talk.
I pulled out the Great Xia Longque from my waist, walked carefully to the corpse, and thrust the knife into his belly.
With a pop, the Great Xia Longque seemed to have encountered some obstacle inside the body, but with a forceful blow The top penetrated completely.
It seemed that the mechanism of the crossbow was completely destroyed by me.
Then I pulled the corpse off the throne and threw it aside casually.
The golden throne was actually engraved with several unfamiliar oracle bone inscriptions.
I called Luoyang and asked her to come over and take a look.
"When the day awakens from its long sleep."
Luoyang looked at the oracle bone inscription, then looked up at me after a long time and said.
"Is it possible that King Y of Shang was not dead when he woke up from his long sleep?"
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I lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked anxiously.
"No way.
After all, thousands of years have passed.
If you are still alive, you have become a monster."
Chen Changsheng scratched his head and said a little weirdly.
Luoyang glared at him, and then snorted coldly, which scared the guy and immediately shrank his head and gave himself a big mouth.
The identity of Luoyang is not very well known to others now, but Gu Xinlie and Wang Jiangqian should have guessed it to some extent.
As for Ji Chengxue's identity, it is almost as public as the family.
But as far as the world of coffin touching is concerned, this kind of thing is not a rare event.
There are red-robed ghosts like Ji Chengxue in some aristocratic families, but there is only one like Luoyang.
After all, Luoyang is not a ghost, but a living ancient person.
"Do you still know the secret about King Y of Shang?"
I looked like Luoyang and asked aloud.
"I have said everything that needs to be said, and you are almost all clear about it.
I am not very clear about the rest.
After all, he was the king of the Shang Dynasty, far away from my dynasty.
What I heard about the Shang Dynasty You told me about King Y at that time."
Luoyang looked at me and said softly, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.
She really tried her best.
I stood up and scratched my hair vigorously, cursing in my heart, this damn King of Shang Y, has been dead for thousands of years and now he is still playing riddles with me.
"Brother Gu, go with Zijian to see if there are any secret doors around.
I don't believe there is no coffin here.
Jiang Gan, you are responsible for arranging the traps in front.
I'm afraid if there is danger soon, it will be a constraint for us. .
Xiaohei, you are responsible for checking if there is any way out around here.
I mean a slightly thinner mountain wall.
We will go out directly after the matter is over."
I took a long drag on the cigarette, then stood up and said to everyone.
Chen Changsheng wasn't angry when he saw that I didn't give him a task.
He was humming a song with a wine gourd in his hand, looking like he was carefree and in need of a beating.
"This corpse is just a puppet.
If there is any secret, I can only talk to the corpse of King Shang Y now.
The Wu family has been staring at this tomb for decades.
It is absolutely impossible to follow a person just for some gold and silver treasures.
A piece of Guixi, the position of Qijia is worth much more than this."
I squinted my eyes, took the last puff of my cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt away.
What I am thinking about now is why the Wu family is eyeing this tomb.
Obviously the Wu family knows that this tomb is the tomb of King Y of Shang, otherwise they would not have abandoned the name of the Qi family to occupy this tomb.
If you don't leave it in the tomb, there must be some big secret hidden in this tomb.
And this secret is more tempting than the title of Seven Family.
I don’t believe that just a ghost seal can make the Wu family so crazy, nor do I believe that it is other gold, silver, jewelry or one or two burial weapons.
None of them are reasons or excuses.
But what exactly is this secret?
I scratched my head.
I couldn't figure out why the Wu family gave up their position as the Seventh Family, which they had held for who knows how many years.
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Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, the corpse I threw out spoke something forced out of its throat.
"The king is awake
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