At this moment, the sky was approaching twilight, but when the rumbling pit emerged, there was a wellhead size. The little carpenter looked down and saw that it was dark inside, several times darker than the sky. Such a bottomless place seemed to suck in the hearts and souls.

Is this the entrance to the tomb of Miao King?

The little carpenter was shocked to see it, and at this time, the tiger's horn walked behind him, pushed his shoulder, and shouted, "Why are you standing there? Go down, explore the way."

When the little carpenter, who was originally a little confused, subconsciously looked around and found that everyone looked at him with some bad eyes.

Obviously, these people are not good people.

However, he was actually confused about what was going on here and had no idea how to proceed.

After all, he is a carpenter, not a professional and matching master.

At this time, Miao Nv Baolan stood up to help him rescue: "This kind of closed place that is always closed, the breath inside is turbid, and people may not be able to enter. Let the bamboo rats explore the way first."

After saying that, she waved her hand and someone immediately brought a bamboo cage, opened it, and a brown-gray bamboo rat jumped out from it. The little beast was quite big, like a fat rabbit that had passed the winter, round, with needle hair on its head and sharp claws. After leaving the bamboo cage, it did not escape, but kept sucking its pink nose and looking left and right.

The guy holding the cage bent his right thumb and index finger, put it in his mouth, whistled, sucked his mouth again, and squeaked a few times. The bamboo rat received the order, turned around and crawled down towards the dark entrance.

Someone carried a special kerosene lamp to shine downwards, but saw the hole facing vertically downward, about one meter deep. The well-trained bamboo rat was very fast, reaching the bottom in a few seconds, and then drilling forward.

After waiting for a while, the bamboo rat reappeared in the vertical hole, squeaked twice, and climbed up again.

The guy holding the cage checked the bamboo rat he had been tamed. The thing was covered in dust and was stained with water, but he was in good spirits. Obviously, there was no problem with the air inside.

After these are confirmed, you have to go down the cave to find the tomb.

Wu Banxian came here, but he didn't go down. He bowed to Zhang Qiming and said, Brother Zhang, I wish you a victory and a full return.

Zhang Qiming, the hunchbacked old man, has a close relationship with him. Needless to say, he stretched out his hand and said he wanted to.

Everyone was about to go down the hole, and the little carpenter walked forward. Baolan untied him and stuffed him an iron lamp. This thing looked like a Western product, with kerosene in its belly and glass covering it outside. It was very sealed. It only needs to be facing upwards to ensure the light source - this thing is definitely not cheap, and Zhang Qiming and his group obviously spent a lot of effort to find the tomb.

The hole was more than ten feet high, and these people prepared ropes, hung the little carpenter's waist and drooped it down. When his feet landed on the ground, the little carpenter's feet stepped into a puddle.

He was wearing black cloth shoes and was soaked in an instant, and felt very uncomfortable. However, he was greeted by him, and he hurriedly untied the rope around him, lifted the oil lamp to look around, and found that the bottom of the hole was not spacious, and the accumulated water reached his ankle. Half a meter on the front, there was a very narrow and narrow corridor that could allow one person to crawl and barely move forward.

The little carpenter brought the lamp to the corridor and looked carefully. He found that it was very long inside, and the light could not reach the end, and he could see the artificial traces here.

Here, it should be the passageway to the tomb of Miao King, who was the ancestor who was specially reserved.

As he was thinking, he heard a bold voice coming from above: "Boy, I'm so damn, get out of here."

The little carpenter didn't know what was going on, so he subconsciously stood by the wall. Then he heard a "thump" and someone jumped down. The water at the bottom of the hole was splashed, and the little carpenter's back became soaked.

He was a little angry, turned around and saw the tiger pussy appearing at the bottom of the hole, and then smiled at him, "Boy, my master said, let me keep staring at you, don't think about playing tricks, as long as there is anything wrong with you - I'm a damn, I will twist your neck directly, without hesitation, do you know?"

People are the slaughter and I am the fish. The little carpenter can do nothing except smile bitterly.

He had no idea about the tomb of King Miao, nor had he heard from his master Lu Da. However, now people use his life to threaten him. What else can he do besides obeying others?

Taking a deep breath, the little carpenter pointed to the corridor in front of him and said, "Maybe you are entering from here, right?"

Zhang Qiming had heard of the tomb of King Miao and must have known some information, so the little carpenter wanted to hear the opinions of the tiger's pussy, but he never thought that this reckless man spread his hands and said, "Don't ask me, you should do whatever you should do, I'm only responsible for staring at you."

The little carpenter had no choice but to put the oil lamp into the corridor, then supported it with his hands and began to crawl in.

This narrow corridor is half a meter away from the bottom of the cave, so naturally it is not that damp. You can still see traces of stone support around it, but it is too narrow. The little carpenter stretched the oil lamp forward and moved forward bit by bit. It was very difficult. It's fine. There is a reckless man behind him who kept poking the little carpenter's butt and then urged: "Hurry up, I'm dama, don't think of playing tricks, do you know..."

The little carpenter was already a little bored, and now he heard it even more annoyed. He couldn't help but reply: "If you want to go out quickly, let's quit, come forward?"

After hearing this, the reckless man said directly: "How can that be? If I encounter a mechanism, wouldn't I have to die first?"

The little carpenter said, "Then shut up. As you said, if you die, you will be able to kill me if you urge me again..."

When others took the initiative, their momentum increased. After hearing this, the tiger pussy opened his mouth and stopped talking.

He also knew that if he wanted to get into it, he had to rely on the little carpenter.

Even if a little carpenter knows nothing, it is good to use it to pay for a life when the crisis comes.

So the corridor fell into a relatively quiet state. The little carpenter crawled in front and the tiger was behind him. The rest of the people followed one after another. For a moment, the narrow corridor was filled with breathing, moving sounds and rubbing the stone walls.

The little carpenter crawled forward regardless of the back, about a few feet long. The corridor became wider and there was no need to crawl. He could half-squat and the duck walked forward.

He walked carefully, and suddenly something was stepping on his feet. With a click, the little carpenter moved the oil lamp down and saw a gray-white bone. When he looked to the side, he actually saw a black skull. He screamed in fear: "Ah..."

"What's wrong?"

The tiger pussy squeezed forward, glanced at it, and couldn't help but laugh: "Damn it, I've been dead for a long time, what are you calling?"

After saying that, he said to the person behind him: "It's okay, it's just a skull, he's just making a fuss."

The little carpenter ignored him, took a step back, squatted down, carefully studied the broken bone and the remains scattered around him, and then said: "This is not an ordinary bone remains. This person should have been poisoned when he died. Look at this bone, it is much darker than the remains that died normally."

Hu asked: "What does this mean?"

The little carpenter searched and took out a cluster of iron from the corner, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then said, "This man died in the mechanism of the tomb, that is, from now on, we have to be more careful."

He shone to the mountain wall next to him and soon found three inconspicuous slots.

The iron cluster shot out from here.

After careful examination, the little carpenter's confidence increased a lot. He didn't care whether the tiger was willing to listen or not. He said: "Pipe arrows and spring darts, this thing is the unique skill of Luban craftsmen. When fully sealed, it will not change for hundreds of years and can maintain sufficient lethality..."

These were all told by Lu Da and he saw it with his own eyes. For some reason, the little carpenter was not only not afraid, but also became more excited.

This is the territory of craftsmen.

He continued to move forward. Although he was cautious, the space was wider and the speed was much faster. Instead, the tiger pussy, who had been urging him to keep hesitating and kept asking him to slow down and don't worry.

After walking for more than ten feet, the little carpenter took the lead in a hanging hole. Compared to the corridor just now, it was still quite wide. After the little carpenter walked in, he looked at it and pointed out three possible places where there were mechanisms. After letting the tiger's horn mark, he pulled out the relief sculptures that looked like outside on the gray wall.

The relief is still the size of a palm, the main body is a saw, plus the abstract lines of the ink bucket.

At this time, Zhang Qiming also rushed to the hanging hole, took a look, and said to the little carpenter: "Let's unscrew it."

The little carpenter dared not disobey his orders. After twisting, the wall on the left suddenly cracked and another corridor appeared. However, the height of the corridor was quite good and could accommodate people walking normally and there was no need to continue climbing.

He walked forward consciously, while the tiger's horn followed closely behind.

Walking through this corridor, he came to a small patio. The little carpenter looked up at his head and felt that the upper part was empty and he didn't know where to go. However, the wind blew in, which meant that this place was not closed. Then, he once again found the relief of the saw and the ink bucket in the small patio.

Although the master did not talk to the little carpenter about the internal affairs of Luban Buddhism, the little carpenter felt that this thing was most likely a symbol of Luban Buddhism or a totem symbol.

Twisting the relief again, a stone door slowly moved away. The little carpenter stopped and shone the oil lamp forward, but saw a rather wide stone chamber.

In the middle of the stone chamber, there was a huge sarcophagus.

Could this be the main acupoint in the tomb of King Miao?
Chapter completed!