A small iron door is half-open and half-closed on the west side.

Compared with this tomb that is so huge that it can almost be called vast, this tomb door is obviously very shabby. It is hidden silently in the corner, so that it took us a lot of effort and a whole journey.

The circle finally found its location.

Outside the tomb door is a tomb passage paved with stamped carved bricks. It is about the width of two or three adults walking side by side. This is relatively wide among the tomb passages. It is obviously a bit over the limit, but in the Western Regions this kind of

In this place, I guess no one would care about this.

The tomb passage is extremely long. I put my ear against the tomb wall opposite and tapped lightly with my fingers. The movement coming from inside told me that there was nothing behind the curtain wall.

In other words, opposite this tomb for secondary burials, there should be an extremely huge tomb that is symmetrical to each other. Not surprisingly, it is also a tomb for secondary burials, but the ones sleeping in it are other people from the Anxi Protectorate. Maybe

They were handymen in the Duhu Mansion, or some common people from the Tang Dynasty who were willing to go underground.

Walking along the tomb passage, not long after, an iron door appeared on the left hand side. This was the other tomb door leading from the burial chamber. The tomb door was also ajar, so I pushed it open and took a look inside.

As expected, it was densely packed and neatly filled with coffins, but there was nothing inside the coffins, as the people had long since resurrected and left.

We didn’t stay here too long, we just took a look and then moved forward again. Not long after, two iron gates appeared on both sides of the tomb passage, one on the left and one on the right. There were iron ropes hanging on the two iron gates.

These are the left and right ear chambers.

There should be some burial items placed inside. There are no living people, so naturally no one will break in. It makes sense that the tomb door should be kept intact.

The iron rope that was wrapped around the padlock tomb door was already rusty. Brother Kitao smashed it with a hammer, and the situation in the two ear chambers was clear at a glance.

There is a pair of armor placed in the ear room on the left, but the armor has long been damaged. It seems that it should have been used by the tomb owner during his lifetime.

This tomb is of such high standard that it is most likely the tomb of the Protector named Zhu.

I have seen this man before. He is white and fat, like a scribe, but he is actually a master of wielding the Mo Sword. I heard from Li Zhen that Wushuang inherited the Mo Sword of the magical general Li Siye, and even let Wushuang play with it after getting drunk.

After a few moves, he said that Wushuang Mo Dao was not using it correctly and relied entirely on brute force, but the momentum was not coming out. He even personally gave Wushuang some pointers, which benefited Wushuang a lot.

At this time, Wushuang entered the tomb where this man was buried. He looked back and forth eagerly, but did not see the shadow of Mo Dao among the swords, guns, swords and halberds buried with him, so he doubted whether this tomb was that of Zhu.

Brother Yaozi slapped him in the face and said with a smile that Mo Dao was buried with Mo Dao. Only Li Siye, a great Mo Dao general, was qualified to make an exception. Ordinary people were not allowed to be buried with Mo Dao. I guess now except

In our generation, no one has ever seen Mo Dao in a serious state, and some of the guessed restoration pictures are wrong.

Only then did Wushuang give up.

As for the other ear room, some daily necessities were buried with it.

There were tables, chairs, benches, pottery and other things, and even grains and paper figures, etc. They were stuffed to the brim, but most of them were rotted into dregs.

We walked around the two ear chambers and found nothing of value. We retreated disappointed and continued walking along the tomb passage.

Strangely enough, ever since I crossed the ear chamber, I've been feeling more and more wrong.

That is a feeling that is difficult to express in words.

It is a kind of rejection written in genes.

Just like when a person sees densely packed bugs, his scalp will be numb, and trypophobia will break out directly. This so-called symptom, to be honest, the bugs in ancient times were extremely huge and very lethal, which brought great harm to the ancestors.

Extremely painful memories, when those things appear overwhelmingly, often represent death. This fear is directly engraved in genes, making people seek good luck and avoid disaster.

Or, just like when people see blue food, they feel nauseated and have no appetite at all. This is because the color blue is often associated with poison in nature. After the ancestors suffered losses, they directly engraved this memory into their genes.

Here, passed down from generation to generation.

What I felt at this time was a similar feeling, an extreme rejection, unwilling to move forward. Every time I took a step forward, my soul was trembling, as if the memory engraved in my genes was urging me to stop quickly.

Similar.

"No, it feels too weird here!"

Li Jianglong pulled the collar of her clothes and shook her. Her condition was obviously more serious. Her legs were shaking constantly, and the clothes on her back were soaked with sweat. He pulled the collar of her clothes and shook them to dissipate heat and cool down. He said, "It's so uncomfortable."

"Every time I take a step forward, I feel like I'm about to die. I can't stand it anymore and I can't breathe."

She is not the only one who feels this way, everyone has similar feelings.

However, because she is just an ordinary person, not a cultivator, her resistance in this area is relatively poor, so she reacted the most.

I stopped, called my master and the others, and asked them to help me protect the Dharma. At the same time, I filled the air with energy, trying to find the source of this uneasiness.

As he watched, the area covered by the energy was completely black and lifeless.

Soon, I found the reason - ley lines!

The ley lines here have deteriorated rapidly.

Although the situation of the earth's veins had been deteriorating with the approach to the execution ground of the man behind the scenes, this deterioration was gradual. This time it was different, it was almost a sudden deterioration like a fault.

I saw that the underground was dark and devoid of any life. The earth veins suddenly became extremely wide, almost seven or eight times as wide as before, but the earth energy inside became thinner and thinner. It could be said that the energy was like a gossamer.

If you are not careful, you can hardly notice the existence of earth energy.

Needless to say, our uneasiness and discomfort must have originated from the sudden deterioration of the leyline condition.

The earth nourishes all things, and people rely on the land under their feet to survive. When the veins dry up and die, people, as the primates of all things, will naturally have instinctive fear. Just like on the eve of an earthquake, many creatures can feel the uneasiness and then avoid it.

As I watched, I saw that the earth veins that suddenly became extremely wide gathered together and converged in one direction.

Immediately, I opened my eyes and whispered: "We are very, very close to the magic field where the man drained the earth veins, probably... no more than five hundred meters!"

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Chapter completed!