Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 304 Inside the Mausoleum
From a rough look, the stone sculptures in this open space are distributed in disorder, but if you look down from above, you can see that these stone sculptures take the huge human head stone sculpture as the core, corresponding to the stars in the sky, forming a mysterious formation.

The evil spirit pervading this open space that makes everyone extremely uncomfortable is related to it.

It is a very clever formation. Of course, the "smartness" of this formation is only relative to this world.

Yang Shouting walked to the front of the stone sheep and placed his hand on the right horn of the stone sheep.

The horn seemed to be a whole with the stone sheep, but when Yang Shouting pulled it hard, he saw that the horn suddenly bent.

rumbling...

There was a sudden vibration above the ground, making the scene suddenly a little unusual.

Huang Zicheng, Yang Kai, Shi Kaixun and the soldiers all clenched their guns and looked at the ground warily.

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, and he obviously noticed that the positions of all the sculptures had moved slightly, which made the sinister atmosphere that enveloped the place a bit stronger.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sculpture in the shape of a human head.

Originally, only half of the human head was exposed in the air, but at this time, with the vibration of the ground, it rose up from the ground, and appeared on the ground together with half of the body in just a few seconds.

Time has left mottled marks on this sculpture, making its face blurred, but there is a strange magic in those eyes.

"Why do I feel like it's looking at me?" A young soldier flinched.

Yang Kai also stared at the sculpture, thinking of many legends about Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum.

And Yang Shouting was already kneeling on the ground facing the halfling sculpture, praying quickly and reverently.

Huang Zicheng turned his attention to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu knew what the other party meant.

He waved his hand and said lightly, "It's okay."

On this sculpture, he felt a power similar to Anusbi's divine power, but the two powers were not exactly the same.

Qiao Mu moved to the side of Yang Shouting.

On the ground, a two-meter-wide crack appeared.

The crack was seven or eight meters long, extending along the stone sheep in front of Yang Shouting to the halfling sculpture.

There was darkness beneath the crack, and even the light from the outside could not penetrate.

More than half of the sun had sunk below the horizon, and there was a sticky smell in the air, which came out from the crack.

Many soldiers turned pale.

Huang Zicheng dodged his eyes and took a few steps closer to Qiao Mu. Shi Kaixun's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

Only Yang Kai had fanaticism in his eyes.

"If you disturb Qin Shihuang, all of us will die!" Yang Shouting got up and looked back at Qiao Mu.

There is a strange complexity in his eyes.

Qiao Mu felt some thoughts in his heart through his "telepathy" ability.

"Lead the way." Qiao Mu said.

He could foresee that the danger inside would not pose any threat to him, but having a Pathfinder would always avoid a lot of trouble.

Yang Shouting took a long breath and his face became firm.

"I hope I can see her again before being buried." Yang Shouting held this thought in his heart, and at this moment he was no longer so afraid of death.

He took a step forward, closed his eyes, and jumped into the crack.

Qiao Mu shifted his gaze to Huang Zicheng.

"Jump from here?" Huang Zicheng saw that Yang Shouting didn't even make a sound after jumping into the crack, he couldn't help showing hesitation on his face.

"I'll come first." Yang Kai came forward first.

He suppressed the eagerness on his face, and jumped down from the crack, still without making a sound.

That pitch-black crack, like a devil's mouth protruding from hell, devoured everything silently.

Huang Zicheng knew he couldn't hide, so he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Seeing that their leader had entered it, others also entered it one after another.

Qiao Mu vaguely guessed that there should be no danger inside for the time being, and he actually had his own plan to let these people leave first.

After the last soldier disappeared, he repositioned the portal of the tavern using his own location as coordinates.

After paying the time-space coin, a light flashed in front of him, and the time-space gate appeared.

Qiao Mu stepped into the gate of time and space, and when he came out again, there was an extra black book in his hand.

The book reflected a dazzling black awn in the afterglow of dusk, and there were ancient Egyptian monks' words on it, which were the four words "Black Book of the Dead".

Qiao Mu held the "Black Book of the Dead" in his arms, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know whether this thing was useful to Qin Shihuang, but he didn't mind giving it a try.

"From the perspective of the principle of "The Black Book of the Dead", the problem of awakening will not be too big." Qiao Mu let out a light breath.

After getting the book, Qiao Mu raised his leg and stepped into the dark crack.

The moment the arbor disappeared from the crack, the last ray of the sun also disappeared, a cold wind blew from the surrounding woods, and a strange light flashed faintly in the eyes of the halfling sculpture.

Below the crack, there was silence.

Huang Zicheng and the others had already lit the torches, and only then did they realize that everyone was on a stone platform.

The stone platform was covered with vines, which intercepted every falling person in mid-air, so no sound could be made.

It's just that after the torches illuminated the surroundings, everyone felt a chill.

On that stone platform, there were piles of corpses, which creaked when stepped on.

Fortunately, most of these people are experienced soldiers, and they are not too afraid of such an environment.

In this case, the tree drifts down from the air.

Compared with the embarrassment of other people, Qiao Mu's movements are elegant, which makes those who see Qiao Mu display this method for the first time look strange.

"Mr. Qiao." Huang Zicheng hurriedly walked to the side of Qiao Mu, as if he could find a sense of security in this way.

In fact, he was not small in courage. Every officer in the Wei Guojun was not a man of paper. Huang Zicheng participated in many battles and killed some enemies.

It's just that when he got here, he always felt a kind of aura, as if someone was secretly peeping at him.

He has an instinctive fear of this supernatural power.

Qiao Mu ignored Huang Zicheng, but looked at Yang Shouting.

The nearly seventy-year-old old man stood in place, looking forward through the torch, and the flickering fire light interlaced the light and dark on his face.

He seemed to have noticed Qiao Mu's gaze, turned his head and nodded towards Qiao Mu, took the torch from Yang Kai's hand, walked seven or eight steps forward, and brought the torch close to a stone trough slanted above.

call……

A burst of light flickered, and everyone discovered that a flame was actually burning in the stone trough.

The flame quickly spun around, making the entire underground space bright.

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, and it was only at this time that he noticed that the stone trough circled the ground completely, and there should be something like kerosene in it.

The flames spread toward the distance, seemingly endless.

Ten minutes later, the entire underground space became as bright as day.

(End of this chapter)