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"Since it's an empty hall, should we go in and have a look?" Baili Pangpang glanced into the hall curiously.

"I'm afraid we must go in."

An Qingyu removed the scarlet door in his hand, frowned and said, "This door seems to be locked from the outside, and it can't be opened from the inside at all."

"Can't open it?"

Li Deyang glanced at the thin An Qingyu, walked to the door with some disbelief, yanked the door a few times, and found that it was not moving at all, so he couldn't help but said suspiciously: "It shouldn't be, when I just pushed the door, it was very easy .”

Cao Yuan sighed, and slowly swept the light of the flashlight across the hall, "If you can't open the door, then go in and have a look, and find other ways to get out."

The four of them stepped forward, observed their surroundings vigilantly, and began to move towards the hall little by little.

The front end of the hall was empty, except for a few thick giant pillars, there was nothing, until entering the center of the hall, a giant gilt carved throne appeared.

This throne is at least 30 meters high, and with the carved back of the chair, the overall height is almost more than 70 meters. If the ceiling of this hall is not high enough, this chair alone may break through the roof.

Baili Pangpang looked at the giant throne in front of him little by little with the beam of the flashlight, and couldn't help but say:

"Isn't this chair too big?"

"This is the seat of the ghosts and gods guarding this heavenly palace. It is normal for ghosts and gods to be big. It is estimated that the chair of Emperor Fengdu is bigger than this." Cao Yuan explained.

He turned his head and saw An Qingyu was lowering his head, as if he was thinking about something.

"What are you thinking?" Cao Yuan walked to his side.

An Qingyu pushed his glasses, "Do you still remember the blue-gray wall we saw when we came in?"

"remember."

"One thing, I don't quite understand." An Qingyu thought about it and said, "If this is the legendary Fengdu, why is there a wall built by the Han Dynasty outside Fengdu?"

When Cao Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but froze in place.

"The existence of Fengdu must have been longer than the Han Dynasty. Since they built a wall outside, it means that someone in the Han Dynasty must have discovered the existence of Fengdu. At that time, it would take a lot of manpower to build such a large city wall underground. and materials, the most important thing is that such a large project has not left any traces in the history books..."

An Qingyu shook her head, "I don't understand why they would do this."

Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, "Could it be that a certain emperor reached some kind of contract with Fengdu in order to pursue eternal life?"

"It's possible, but if so, why build a wall?" An Qingyu asked suspiciously, "If the emperor wants to ask for longevity, shouldn't he offer some tribute? Building such a wall there is like ...as if I was afraid that something would escape from Fengdu."

"Run out..." Cao Yuan pondered for a moment, "Could it be some kind of 'mystery'? No, no, the 'mystery' should have appeared after the fog fell a hundred years ago, and the time is wrong."

An Qingyu frowned when she heard this, "Why do you think there is no 'mystery' before the fog falls?"

"If the 'mystery' appeared before the fog fell, and there were no night watchmen, then Great Xia would have been in a mess long ago." Cao Yuan said as a matter of course.

An Qingyu gave him a meaningful look, "But before the fog falls...we have God."

Cao Yuan froze in place, with shock in his eyes, "You mean, the 'mystery' might have existed before the mist fell, and the reason why Daxia did not fall into turmoil is because there are gods in the dark bless?"

An Qingyu nodded, "This is just my personal guess. After all, there is no evidence to show that there was a 'mystery' before the fog fell."

Cao Yuan glanced at the huge seat and sighed.

"Anyway, that city wall is indeed a bit strange...but it's a top priority, let's find a way to leave first."

The four of them bypassed the seats and followed the side aisle directly to the back of the main hall. It was a wider space, but there were more furnishings here than in the front hall.

A bed, a table, and a black bookshelf full of files, and even some burnt antiques in the corner.

"This is the bedroom?" Baili Chubby asked suspiciously.

"...This is called the sleeping palace." Cao Yuan rolled his eyes, "If I'm not wrong, this should be the sleeping palace of ghosts and gods guarding this heavenly palace."

"Is God going to sleep too?"

"..."

Cao Yuan directly ignored Baili Pangpang's question, and silently stepped forward to observe with a flashlight.

Although these furnishings look very ordinary, it is from the perspective of gods. In the eyes of Cao Yuan and others, these furniture are all huge, especially the bed, which is almost as big as two football fields. I don't know how long it will take to search this room.

Baili Pangpang was still seriously thinking about whether the gods should sleep or not. An Qingyu had already walked to the bottom of the bookshelf and scanned the names of the files one by one with a flashlight.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a file.

A few silk threads shot out from his palm, and he shook and tugged at the edge of the file, pulling it hard, and took it off the top of the bookshelf.

"What is this?" Li Deyang came over suspiciously.

An Qingyu spread the file on the ground, quickly scanned the words on it, and was slightly taken aback.

He looked up at Cao Yuan who was also coming, and said slowly:

"I think, I see where that wall came from..."

……

Lin Qiye quickly moved towards the direction where the voice came while avoiding the paper figurine soldiers along the way.

Fortunately, Baili Pangpang and others have already lured most of the paper figurines away, and the journey has been smooth, except for the cold wind blowing around, there is no other abnormality.

Although Lin Qiye couldn't see them, after communicating with the owner of the house just now, he could already guess that the cold wind that blows from time to time was actually some ghosts that he couldn't see.

Soon, he saw the plump and collapsed house in Baili, which was also the direction from which the sound came from just now, but now this place is empty.

"Which direction are they going?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, looked at the route when he came, and his eyes followed the road under his feet, extending to the distance...

There, black palaces stood majestically.

Is it the palace left by ghosts and gods?

Lin Qiye only hesitated for a moment, then walked towards those standing palaces. Judging from the route, Baili Pangpang and others must have entered one of the palaces.