"Maybe this piece of painting is more precious, so the tomb robbers want to poach it?" Xie Ke asked.

"This painting is indeed very precious, it is a national treasure-level cultural relic, but its preciousness is reflected in its view as a whole. Just poaching such a piece cannot reflect its value." Yang Hao said in contemplation.

"Maybe..." Fu Ying stopped talking.

"Miss Fu, maybe what?" Hengqi asked.

"What the tomb robbers value is not the value of its cultural relics as cultural relics, but commercial profit. That is to say, whether the cultural relics can bring wealth to themselves after they are stolen. Everything they do is based on whether they can be converted into wealth. Therefore, they poached these three paintings, which are definitely not just for collection, or for selling them in the antique market. These three paintings must have unusual meanings, such as revealing clues to something, or opening the password of a certain mechanism, or even, they are some kind of map."

"It's very likely!" Heng Qi said suddenly.

"The paintings of these three tombs are different, and the meanings are also different. I guess they have to be taken as a whole to see what their meaning is." Yang Hao said thoughtfully.

"But it doesn't make sense that they have taken those three paints now." Heng Qi said.

"What do you mean? Why is it meaningless when they get the treasure?" Xie Ke asked back.

"Have they gone out here now? Have you forgotten how the man from Charlie disappeared? Have you forgotten that Miss Fu's mother refused to turn against her face and wanted to stop Miss Fu from entering here? Can those who come here still go out?" Heng Qi sneered.

"Yes, I forgot that there is a bloody Rakshasa here..." Xie Ke's expression suddenly became depressed.

"Yes, they definitely haven't left this ancient tomb! But we have searched all three burial tombs and couldn't even find a ghost. Where will they be?" Huang Paopu also shook his head and said.

"Then there is only one place." Hengqi, Xie Ke and others looked at a place at the same time.

Yes, now only the main tomb room is left.

"Brother Yang, I'll just go alone. You and Brother Zhou and others will retreat outside first." Fu Ying turned to look at Yang Hao and said.

"Yingying, have you forgotten our previous agreement?" Yang Hao also turned to look at Fu Ying.

"Okay..." Facing Yang Hao's resolute eyes, Fu Ying knew that she could not resist him.

More than ten minutes later, everyone had arrived in front of the main tomb.

The tomb door stone of the main tomb chamber also rose to the top, and the tomb door was like a monster with a huge mouth, waiting for the prey to be sent into its mouth.

There was both darkness and quietness inside the door, as if the breath that had been covered with billions of years was still stuck in the tomb and did not dissipate at all.

Fu Ying picked up "Xiaofei" and "Dragon Gopher" here, but these two things could no longer be moved. All their components looked so intact, but their electricity seemed to have been permanently cut off and could no longer be restored.

"Can it be repaired?" Yang Hao asked.

Fu Ying shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion and anxiety: "No. Because they are not broken at all, there is no need to repair them. But their batteries are like they have been drained, without a little power."

"Is it because of some sudden and intense discharge that caused these two things to run out of power at once?" Heng Qi asked.

Fu Ying nodded and said, "Yes."

"What exactly did it use up their electricity?" Xie Ke also tilted his head.

"No need to guess, it must be a ghost!" Huang Pao said, stubbing his nostrils.

"This incident is indeed incredible. This shows that there is supernatural power in this world. This supernatural power is God. We should believe in God. If we believe in Him, we will be saved!" Charlie also expressed his feelings.

At this time, Fu Ying suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, folded her hands together, and put them in her chest, her beautiful eyes closed slightly, and she looked at her expression, as if she had entered a state of "entering meditation". It seemed that she had sensed something again, and she wanted to establish communication with this kind of induction...

Yang Hao and others were next to them to protect Fu Ying, waiting for her to wake up from entering into meditation.

In order to save electricity, almost everyone turned off the flashlight and only lighted it up occasionally to observe the surrounding situation.

So everyone was almost completely in the darkness.

In the bustling city, darkness is nothing, because you can feel that everyone is by your side. But in this deep underground tomb, you may not be able to stand it if you stay for a moment. The gloomy and deserted atmosphere in the tomb cannot be understood by anyone who has experienced it personally.

Suddenly, the sound of "scratch" like some object scratching the ground came from the darkness, and then a "squeak" scream came into everyone's ears.

"What the hell?" Huang Paopao screamed in terrifyingly, and flashlight shook over there.

However, what he saw was just a mouse. The mouse lived in the darkness and probably had never seen anyone, so he didn't know how to be afraid. At this time, he stopped at the foot of the wall on the left side of the tomb passage, and his eyes looked at Huang Paopuo. Its body was also very fat, about four or five kilograms.

What did this mouse eat to grow so big? There is nothing else in this ancient tomb, only corpses! Could it be that this mouse eats dead human flesh and grows so big?

"Huang Paopu, this mouse is not afraid of you. You are the mouse's eyes, and it is also the mouse's eyes. You two are perfect match!" Xie Ke sneered.

Huang Paopu said in anger, "This dead mouse, look at me kill it!" He immediately raised the pseudo-Sden, loaded a magazine, opened the security, pushed the bullet and loaded it. The muzzle aimed at the mouse, and his fingers hooked to the trigger...

"Brother Huang, don't shoot!" Fu Ying suddenly opened her eyes and shouted loudly.

"What?" Huang Paopao was frightened, his fingers hung in the air, and he didn't hook them.

"Someone of this mouse has done something, which is also one of the restrictions in the tomb!" Fu Ying said in a slowdown.

"What? This mouse is also a ban?" Hengqi and Xie Ke were stunned.

Yang Hao stared at a shiny thing under the mouse's belly and said, "Is that thing?"

"Yes, that is a bead made of two bronze balls, called 'Wuxin Ling', which is a magic weapon used by ancient Feng Shui masters to lay bans! It is actually equivalent to an alarm device. If it is touched, it will bring serious consequences!" While Fu Ying said this, her face also became quite serious. Obviously, the situation is very serious!

"So, this mouse was actually raised by Feng Shui masters in this tomb?" Heng Qi scratched his head and said.

At this time, the mouse had stopped looking at Huang Paopuo, dragging his fat body slowly into the main tomb...

Xie Ke subconsciously exclaimed: "It's going to run!"

Huang Paopu was frightened by Xie Ke and suddenly hooked the bullet: "Dadada..."

A string of bullets was shot out from his pseudo-Sten muzzle. His marksmanship was very smelly, but for some reason, he just hit the mouse in the stomach and was hitting the "Wuxin Bell"!

With a "pang bang", the "Wuxin Bell" was smashed into pieces, and the bronze shell splashed into all directions like a broken balloon. At the same time, a green mist quickly spread out. What's even more strange is that there was a terrible "sheep" sound in the fog, just like a woman with a child urinating the child, but it was much screaming and it was quite harsh, which showed that its decibels were quite large!

"It sounds so ugly!" Hengqi, Xie Ke, and Charlie hurriedly covered their ears. Huang Paopu stood there like a fool, as if he didn't know what he had done just now?

Yang Hao kept holding the double-tube hand gun in his hand calmly. He seemed to have expected such a thing to happen. All he was thinking about now was how to deal with the upcoming things.

Fu Ying seemed to be stunned, even her consciousness paused. It seemed that she had never expected that such a situation would appear in front of her. But she was not particularly worried. She also understood that some things would not be avoided when they must happen.

The mouse was obviously not killed. At this moment, it had escaped into the main tomb, with only a pool of dark red blood left on the ground. The green mist was gradually dissipating, and the screaming sound became much smaller.

A few minutes later, the "sheep" finally stopped and the green mist completely dissipated.

Hengqi, Xie Ke, including Charlie, all showed his weapons and pushed the bullets into the black hole. The muzzle pointed directly into the main tomb chamber. As long as a living thing appeared in the main tomb chamber, no matter what it was, they would be beaten into powder!

But they waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

"What? The Blood Rakshasa did not wake up?" Heng Qi and Xie Ke looked at each other.

Huang Paopu also stuttered: "Is this alarm device...has it been lost and has failed?"

Fu Ying frowned slightly and planned to walk into the main tomb room. But Yang Hao stopped her: "Yingying, don't go, it must be inside!"

Fu Ying bit her lip and said, "But this is also the key to uncovering all the mysteries. I have already sensed that my father and brother Shrimp Skin, brother Farmer and others may be inside, and maybe Charlie's friends..."

"But, this bloody Rakshasa..." Yang Hao hesitated.

He is not a timid person. If it were three years ago, he wouldn't even frown, so he had already entered. But now, he had to worry. What he was worried about was that perhaps his current ability would not be enough to protect Fu Ying and his companions. So choosing to retreat, gain strong aid, or come back after being prepared enough may be the best strategy.
Chapter completed!