Poison Tongue System: Host, your head is a little green

Enter this castle-like tomb.

Qiao Zhen and the others were like curious babies, looking at this place for a while, and then looking there for a while.

After this simple operation, it makes people a little tangled, even a little confused.

"Uncle Wu, these are all incomprehensible totems, and there's nothing special about them!"

"You said... What's the point of us staying here?"

Shao Fei's excitement at the beginning was quickly worn away.

Patience is a good thing, but when it's all gone, there's no joy to be had!
"Oh, be serious, be careful!"

"If you want to develop in this line of work, you must use your eyes as a camera, record everything you see, and analyze it in your brain simultaneously!"

"If you can't even do this, you won't be able to go far in this line of work in the future!"

Shao Fei was a little confused when he heard the sound.

He looked at Qiao Zhen beside him. Qiao Zhen was his guiding light. He had always hoped that he could follow him, but Qiao Zhen really had too many things to do. If he couldn't find an opportunity, I'm afraid...

"okay, I get it!"

Shao Fei took a deep breath, and he pushed aside the vines and looked at them seriously.

This time, everyone started to get serious.

And they also walked in front of one of the tomb walls at the same time.

The few of them pulled the vines off the wall of the tomb, with doubts and astonishment in their eyes.

"This, this is..."

"A comic strip?"

Yes, Shao Fei was a little confused.

This thing looks like a comic book, and I feel that there is something special about it. In other words, although many of the murals on it have faded, this kind of painting that only leaves lines does have a bit of a comic book flavor.

"Oh, it's so interesting!"

"In my opinion, this thing should describe the life of the tomb owner. The content and lines on it all indicate what kind of person the tomb owner was in life, and... look at the battle scenes in this place. These weapons are all from the Stone Age, even if there are some metal weapons, there is no such thing as a sword!"

"So I guess, this should be the tomb of a tribal lord. It's just that the tribal lord is not that simple. After all, he can use this special method to make such a tomb. This...is no small feat!"

"But……"

Qiao Zhen pointed to a corner suspiciously: "But look at it, it's weird up here, this place... looks like a dragon, and this dragon looks a little weird!"

"Accordingly, the dragons in the ancient totem culture should be like snakes, but... the dragons here are a bit like Tanglong!"

"You say, this place...is there any historical disorder?"

Hearing Qiao Zhen's words, Uncle Wu also frowned.

This... is indeed a bit strange, how many problems there are, or how many troubles there are, I don't know at all!

"If you want to know the answer, you have to find it in these murals!"

Uncle Wu said: "Let's go and see where the owner of the tomb is, maybe the owner of the tomb will tell us!"

After Fifth Uncle's words fell, Pei Ying who was at the side couldn't help shivering.

"He, can he tell us?" Pei Ying asked suspiciously.

Qiao Zhen rolled his eyes: "This is an adjective, why think so much?"

"Let's go, I guess there should be a second floor in this place, after all, from the outside, this place is more than this height!"

After Qiao Zhen's words fell, Fifth Uncle and the others immediately put on a gesture.

There was a bit of helplessness in their eyes, as if they had some thoughts about it.

"Heh, what's in here?" Uncle Wu sneered, "I feel like we're being led by the nose!"

Uncle Wu is not joking, the current situation really feels like being led by the nose.

Just like the picture in front of you, who would have imagined that there are so many troubles inside, there are no so-called stairs on the way to the second floor, but a slightly inclined slope, all the way forward, Soon I found the second floor.

"This place...is nothing special!"

Shao Fei pulled off the vine next to him.

He had thought that there was no danger in this place, or that there was no trouble at all.

But when her eyes fell on the wall not far away, she found that there was something strange on the wall.

That's right, these are a bunch of weapons, and these weapons look black and black, as if made of black iron, and... this thing actually has a bit of a cold glow.

"This is... black iron?"

Fifth Uncle picked up a weapon and widened his eyes.

Although black iron appeared in the Warring States period, only top blacksmiths could find this kind of metal, and to forge a black iron sword, a lot of materials are needed.

In the past, Youdao was a catty of black iron and half a city.

The original one catty is now 16 taels, but this is also worth a lot!

However, the traces of this place should be before the Warring States period. Who is it that can have such advanced and powerful abilities?

And to create the hundreds of black iron weapons in front of him, how many black irons does this person have to own?

It can be said that if these weapons are passed down, each one can be called a magic weapon.

"Black iron weapons?" Pei Ying looked surprised: "Xiao Wu, didn't you tell me before that black iron weapons are very valuable?"

"Tell me back, this thing is hard to come by?"

"What's the situation now, this place is like a cold arsenal, full of black iron weapons, this..."

Uncle Wu rolled his eyes at Pei Ying: "I said that, but can you guarantee that no one in this world can collect these black iron weapons?"

"Besides, this thing... I don't know what to say, it's worth a lot anyway!"

You must know that Uncle Wu has been hunting treasures for so many years, and he only has two black iron weapons in his hands.

One of them was the nine-section long whip in Pei Ying's hand.

But now, there are so many black iron weapons at this moment, how can Uncle Wu explain this, how can he understand it?

"Not much to say, anyway... you guys look at this thing, I don't think it's that simple!"

"And look at the weapons in this place. In the pre-Warring States period, there were black iron axes. This is not ordinary!"

After Fifth Uncle's words fell, everyone became vigilant. Their eyes were full of doubts, and they didn't know what was wrong here, or... what was special about it.