But these dolls are all white and delicate ceramics, each of which is lifelike and has a delicate posture.

The smooth big white face was covered with two red pieces, which looked like a festive ceramic doll. Of course, the expressions on these people's faces looked really festive.

Their clothes are uniform and ordinary. If calculated according to the logic of living people, they are a bit like ordinary cleaning servants or maids.

However, this does not mean that the ceramic dolls are of ordinary quality. On the contrary, even if the clothes are gray, they look clean and tidy, with saturated colors, and lifelike details. Even the curve of the swing of the clothes is truly restored.

Mr. Zhu said: "Actually, these things are worth a lot of money. Each one is well preserved and is at the peak of craftsmanship at that time. However, it is too heavy and too difficult to take action, so your grandfather and I didn't move."

"It's also a blessing that you didn't move." Zhu Yang said.

"What's wrong with good girl?" Mr. Zhu asked.

Zhu Yang suddenly smiled: "Don't you think these dolls are too new? They have been buried for hundreds or thousands of years. If nothing unexpected happens, you will be the ones who have visited during this period, including grandpa and uncle Ying."

"You shouldn't have the leisure and leisure at that time. You'd help clean these dolls before leaving?"

"Even if you are so idle, more than ten years have passed." As he said that, Zhu Yang looked at one of the female dolls. His eyes on that little bit should have been inorganic, but at this moment it seemed to be looking at Zhu Yang.

"It seems that in order to receive us guests, they have carefully cleaned up and are rude to avoid being in front of others. The host is also a very decent person."

After Zhu Yang finished speaking, Mr. Zhu and his team were aware of this situation and took a closer look, they found that the ceramic dolls were too clean and fresh.

Then Dabao exclaimed: "Move, the clothes are moving."

Several people looked in the sound and a gust of wind blew through the passage. The clothes on the surface of the ceramic doll really swung with the breeze.

It is like the ripples caused by falling leaves falling on the lake surface. Although it is subtle, it is absolutely clearly visible.

Zhu Yang was several meters away from Dabao, but it did not prevent her from reacting. She swung the rope in her hand and rolled him away from the doll just now.

At the same time, a white light flashed, and it was just in front of the big treasure who was being pulled away.

The attack was so sharp that it cut off Dabao's forehead and hair. Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a pair of ceramic scissors on the doll's hand.

Not only that one, other puppets also show tools of different shapes on their hands.

Yes, it can only be called a tool, and it is inappropriate to say that weapons are.

These tools also represent their identities during their lifetime, including those who use kitchen knives, brooms, and thick needles. In short, they are all professional props for those who use maids.

However, these props seem ordinary, but their moves are fierce and specialize in attacking people's heads.

"Pick up the stones and break them." Uncle Ying said hurriedly.

Because these dolls use the most basic physical attack, Uncle Ying cannot find a method at once. The most efficient way is to destroy them.

When Dabao and Erbao heard this, he quickly moved the stone and smashed it onto a ceramic doll that was already approaching.

With a "bang", the two of them were numb in their hands, but they failed to break the doll, only breaking a layer of skin on the surface.

"Master, these are all solid."

There were a lot of dolls in the entire tomb. Zhu Yang turned around and kicked a few dolls close to her, and then he saw Uncle Ying being entangled by several dolls.

Although Mr. Zhu has low military strength, his experience in fighting back when he was young has made him rich in experience in seeking profit and avoiding harm.

I don’t know how he did it, but there were no dolls to pester him. When Zhu Yang looked over, he was also looking at Zhu Yang, and quickly waved to her and let her go.

Zhu Yang ignored it because Dabao was already stuck by two dolls.

Then the third doll, the one who had scissors before, pulled out his tongue and used the scissors to cut it off.

Zhu Yang instantly came to Dabao, kicked the doll away with one foot, and then grabbed the two who clamped Dabao and kowtowed each other.

Her head was smashed to pieces by two solid dolls.

really!

Zhu Yang observed it and found that the reason why these dolls attacked people's heads was not because they wanted to kill them with high efficiency.

If that happens, you don’t have to put up a big treasure and do this in one go.

They attack human mouths from beginning to end, or in other words, they are obsessed with human tongues.

"Uncle Ying, point at his mouth and hit him." Zhu Yang shouted.

Uncle Ying did not hesitate when he heard this. The copper coin sword in his hand moved from the original route and came from his forehead to the position of his mouth.

The magical ceramic doll, which was as hard as a rock before and was hard to smash even the stone, was hit in the mouth and had a crisp sound.

The doll took a step back, her face was beaten to pieces along her mouth, and suddenly she opened her mouth and let out a shrill scream, and then her whole person shattered inch by inch.

It was broken into a posture that could not be pieced together for a while.

As expected, it worked. Seeing this, Dabao Erbao and Master Zhu naturally copied it. The mouth was even more fragile than expected, and there was no need for any hard weapons.

The adult man's fists can be broken directly, and miserable whistles come one after another.

When the last ceramic doll was broken, Zhu Yang squatted down and pushed away its head. Seeing that the doll's mouth was indeed engraved with a talisman.

Uncle Ying obviously knew this better than her, and couldn't help but sigh again: "It's true that there are treasures everywhere. Few people can drive this trick so flexible at the same time. The other party's spell has lasted for thousands of years and its power has not diminished."

Zhu Yangqi said: "Then why are you standing there? Quickly expand it. This is not only related to the countless inheritances that have been broken into Xuanmen, but also the discovery of intangible cultural heritage."

"Hurry, Dabao and Second Baby, prepare paper and pen for your master."

"oh oh!"

Uncle Ying: "..."

Well, I finally understand how Miss Zhu's cultivation is so high at such a young age. He is far from being able to absorb the spirit of omnipresent.

Uncle Ying was naturally not pretentious and quickly spread the rune down. Zhu Yang only helped him by the side, and she didn't understand. It would be better to ask Uncle Ying to study it before asking.

When Mr. Zhu saw Zhu Yang's spirit of not leaving the empty space, he instead twisted his beard and smiled with relief, feeling that there were successors in his family.

After digging the runes, the few people set out to the second floor.

Because of previous experience, Mr. Zhu no longer dares to say that there is no movement in the previous layers, and he is always careful.

The passage to the second floor is the hanging stone steps. The entire abyss appears in front of you. If you throw a stone down, you will not hear the echo. It can be seen how deep the cemetery is.

The second floor does not have a wide tomb chamber like the first floor, it is a long and dangerous suspension bridge.

The wooden boards on the suspension bridge looked severely corroded. Zhu Yang suspected that he would have a hole when he stepped on it, and then fell directly into the abyss.

"Strange, the last time I came to these bridges, the corrosion was not so serious." Mr. Zhu said: "At that time, the wooden boards were as hard as black iron as the stumps on them. It was only a dozen years ago. Logically speaking, ordinary trees were like that, so there shouldn't be --"

Zhu Yang pointed to the iron chain handrails on both sides of the suspension bridge: "Compared with the suspension bridge, the handrails look too new."

"Anyway, be careful." Uncle Ying said, and then borrowed the black donkey hoof from Mr. Zhu's back box.

Throwing directly at the bridge deck, there was no spontaneous combustion or corrosion, but as they saw, the wooden boards were decaying.

The black donkey's hooves were smashed with a little force when they hit them, and they actually smashed one piece directly.

Fortunately, those wooden boards were fixed with iron chains. Even if all the wooden boards were drained, people could still step on the horizontal chains, but it was absolutely impossible to be stable.

"I'll go first! Uncle Ying, please break the back." Zhu Yang said, then inserted the torch into a rope joint on the shoulder behind his back.

She gently stepped on the wooden board and stepped on the fixed direction of the iron chain, so that even if the wooden board collapsed, she would land on the iron chain.

Then, holding the iron chain handrails on both sides, although they had to be careful, they could walk smoothly.

Seeing this, the people behind him followed carefully one after another.

This suspension bridge is very long, and it is visually estimated to be at least 200 meters. This distance is meaningless to Zhu Yang. She has at least dozens of ways to pass through in an instant.

But it’s different for Uncle Ying and the others. She walked steadily in front, and her attention was actually all behind.

At first, they were still peaceful, but when they were halfway through, the second baby suddenly shouted.

"My hand!"

Zhu Yang passed the treasure in front of him and Master Zhu, and saw his hand suddenly being wrapped in iron chains.

The originally cold inorganic chains were like they came alive, jamming Erbao's fingers one by one.

Because of the decay of the wooden board, everyone tightly crossed the bridge, carefully grasping the chain handrail, and there was no room for them to evade.

The second baby was caught and was standing upright.

Then Zhu Yang heard a crackling sound. She looked back and found that from the other end of the bridge, sharp blades began to appear in the gap between the chains, and dominoes closed one by one.

The speed was so fast that he passed by Zhuyang immediately. If his fingers had not been pulled out when he passed by the second treasure, then he would only have the fate of being cut off by Qigen.

Zhu Yang had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately passed through Dabao and Master Zhu and jumped in the direction of Erbao, shouting: "Release the railing with your hands."

Before she finished speaking, she jumped to Erbao, and slashed at the chain railing with a knife, barely cutting off the trend when Erbao's finger was only two squares away.

However, the suspension bridge, which was originally not very stable, was even more shaky because of the fracture of the railing.

But they had seen the evil of the railing, and they could no longer catch it, so the five of them stopped in the middle of the suspension bridge and did not dare to move.

Fortunately, the bottom of the wooden board is also made of iron chains, so the bridge will not break in an instant.

"Don't hold the handrail, go forward!" Uncle Ying said immediately.

"I'm afraid it's too late." As soon as Zhu Yang finished speaking, the suspension bridge shook violently.

It’s not that I can stand firm without grasping the handrail. The wooden boards quickly broke and fell from the end that first came in. The exposed iron chains were still the same as those that had just reacted.

A sharp blade appeared in the middle, and each button was like opening and closing the mouth. I waited for someone to help me, and then I rolled up the hand gate and broke my fingers.

Uncle Ying quickly took out a piece of talisman paper and recited a mantra: "Stay!"

The whole bridge, which was made of finger-cutting swords, stopped moving, but Uncle Ying was sweating profusely: "Run over quickly."

At this moment, I didn't care about the stability. I stepped on the distance between the iron chains and ran to the other side quickly.

Seeing that Uncle Ying, who was running at the end, was getting more and more unable to hold on, Zhu Yang quickly threw out the rope and rolled him over.

At the same time, the knife was drawn to cut off the iron cable suspension bridge, and the final counterattack fell into the abyss, making it so dark that it was hard to see clearly.
To be continued...