We just squatted in a corner, sitting for about six or seven hours. We didn't just sit, and chatted for a few moments, and finally heard a little movement in the wall in front.

For a moment, the four of us stood up together, and I lay on the wall, with my ears erected, and my whole body was very tense.

"The voice of someone talking should be Mr. Qian and his team!" My eyes lit up instantly. It was not a waste of waiting for such a long time, but it was finally here!

However, when the voices on the other side seemed to be very loud, it sounded like only three or five people were talking.

I guess seven or eight people are left. The danger of this tomb is beyond imagination. On the night I disappeared, I still don’t know how many people had the same fate.

Of course, I am not too worried. In this industry, the number of people is not too large. If the masters of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger are there, even if the number of people is small, they will have the ability to open a tripod.

I have no doubts about whether Mr. Qian and his team can open the agency and successfully join us. In this industry alone, according to Mr. Qian's reputation, all these masters found are genuine.

Especially the hidden dragon, who has the ability to rely on the ears to distinguish the direction of the mechanism, so he looks for the mechanism. Even if some masters are described in books passed down from my ancestors, few people can surpass this.

As expected, it didn't take long, accompanied by a crisp sound of mechanism, the stone wall in front of us slowly lifted off.

The legs of eight people can be seen in the section leaking under the stone wall.

When the stone wall completely rose, the faces of the eight people opposite were completely revealed, and they completely appeared in my eyes.

Mr. Qian, Wu Cheng, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Zuo Yun, Zhang Yu, Tan Hui, Chen Dianjue.

All eight people were masters. The moment I saw them, I breathed a sigh of relief. Although the forty people who came to the tomb, with the four of us, only twelve of us were left, it can be said that the team retained most of its strength.

When Mr. Qian and the others saw us, they were stunned.

"Why are you here?" Old Qian and the others looked a little embarrassed and spoke a little weakly. It seemed that the journey was very difficult.

In comparison, we really don’t know if we are lucky or bad, but we can actually be considered safe here.

"Old Qian, that's it..."

The four of us explained briefly, and Mr. Qian and his friends immediately fell on the bronze tripod in front of us.

"You mean, there may be a corpse of King Yan Zhao in this tripod, and this is the core of King Yan Zhao's tomb?" Old Qian frowned, as if muttering to himself.

"No, we have seen the structural diagram of the cemetery in another stone chamber before. It should be far from the middle of the area, and there is no exquisite mechanism."

"According to the scale and complexity of the tomb, if this is the core, it would be too simple, and the tripod in front of me would probably not be equipped with any clever mechanism." Zanglong held up his glasses and stared at the bronze tripod in front of him.

Actually, to be honest, I also think it seems a bit simpler, but there is no reason why what is said on the cover of the tripod is fake.

According to the energy of the tomb owner, it is too easy to create some deadly mechanisms in this tomb. What is the intention to write these lies on the tripod?

"Stop talking so much nonsense. Open the cauldron and take a look, and everything will be clear?" The person next to me was a little impatient.

My face instantly condensed. When I came to this tomb, it was necessary to open the tripod for whatever purpose. However, I must not be hasty. Everything must be prepared before opening the tripod.

"Wait, let's finish this tripod first, and then decide." Mr. Qian made a gesture of silence, took out a strong flashlight from his pocket, and then turned off the mine lamp helmet on his head.

The beaming of the strong light flashlight is stronger than that of the mining lamp helmet and is more portable, suitable for looking at the details of some antiques.

The other few people were also veterans, and they were familiar with this survey. Several people surrounded the big cauldron and swept them one by one.

I found a corner and sat halfway. Such a large cauldron, coupled with the careful and careful scanning of these masters, I guess it would be impossible to complete it in a while, but the conclusion I came to was definitely not comparable to that of a half-baked guy like me.

"This tripod is a bit unusual, the craftsmanship is too high, and the purity of the composite metal inside is not like the product of that era. Even in modern times, it is difficult to release it."

"It can be judged by the echo of the knocking sound that the cauldron wall is very thick. It looks like such a large cauldron, and the things that can be stored in it should be slightly larger than ordinary coffins."

"There was no sound of a close fault knocking inside, which means that even if it was a mechanism in the cauldron, it would definitely not be a large mechanism."

"Judging by the structural space, there should be only one mechanism to open the tripod."

"There is a piece of the legs in the lower right corner of the tripod. The vibration of the edge knocking cannot be conveyed, so it should be where the mechanism is."

After a moment, Zanglong pushed down his glasses.

When the others heard the words of Zanglong, they nodded in agreement.

"Since that's the case, let's make a little adjustment and open the cauldron to take a look!" Old Qian narrowed his eyes and stared at the cauldron in front of him, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

I swallowed, held my hand on the corner of the wall, half-squatted, and pulled out a knife.

This knife is an ordinary watermelon knife, but it looks like a magical weapon in your hand, and I feel much more at ease.

I don’t know what is in the bronze tripod, but it must be extremely dangerous.

There is nothing simple in this tomb!

"Okay." The others responded and took out all kinds of tools from their bags one by one.

Some are exorcist, some are tools for opening coffins, and alcohol.

"Hu." I watched Zanglong breathe a long sigh of relief, and slowly supported one hand on the place of the tripod's legs.

From what I saw, to be honest, I really didn't see anything special about this tripod leg.

There has been no checking before, there is no empty sound, and there is no room for pressing. It should not be the place where the mechanism is activated at all.
Chapter completed!