Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

Hei Xiazi took off his bag and said, "Wow, this Queen Mother of the West is really powerful. Is this to prevent others from bringing weapons into the hall? That's great!"

Xie Yuchen frowned: "Fire can demagnetize, but we don't have a torch, it will take forever to burn with a lighter."

Hei Xia Zi looked at Xie Yuchen, smiled, and took out a torch from his bag in a somewhat obscene manner.

Xie Yuchen was somewhat shocked and a little disgusted: "Oh my god, what era is this? There are still people who bring torches to tombs?"

Hei Xiazi disagreed and said, "What do you know? The most plain and simple things are the most useful. Isn't that what's happening now?"

Xie Yuchen choked. After all, it was indeed the case now…

Chi Jue walked forward indifferently. Hei Xia Zi was stunned just after he lit the torch: "How come you are okay? Don't you need to burn it? Just having fire will be fine?"

Chi Jue was a little speechless: "All my things are made of silver and gold, of course it's okay."

Hei Xiazi's eyes sparkled, but Xie Yuchen slapped his head and said, "Demaxing it quickly!"

Hei Xiazi swallowed his saliva and shrank his neck: "Okay, okay~"

The steel needle was briefly demagnetized after being burned by the torch. The few people came to the end of the passage and saw a big door.

Xie Yuchen: "Lao Qi, where are you going?"

Hei Xiazi waved his hand and walked to the corner: "People have three urgent things~"

Xie Yuchen felt helpless. He shouldn't have asked this question.

"Hey! Come and see." The black bear who was not far away shouted to the others.

The three of them looked at each other, no one wanted to go over, and finally Xie Yuchen sighed.

"What? I'm not interested in watching you pee."

Hei Xia Zi sneered: "I, Hei Ye, am indeed the son of destiny. I can find the trap even with this."

Xie Yuchen looked at a spot on the ground that was obviously wet and different in color from other places, and there was a small hole in the upper left corner.

Xie Yuchen was extremely disgusted: "Are there no other mechanisms? This... you come?"

"Tsk! You're just being pretentious. Watch out."

Hei Xia Zi rubbed his hands and stretched out his fingers to probe into the hole.

Hei Xia Zi touched it, looked up at Xie Yuchen, and curled his lips: "Got it."

Then the door next to Cheng Liang slowly opened.

Hei Xiazi took out his hand and took the water from Xie Yuchen.

Xie Yuchen threw it to him and immediately stepped back: "Don't touch me."

Hei Xia Zi was somewhat helpless and washed his hands with water: "It's rude and wasteful!"

When the few people entered the hall, the door was closed instantly. The hall could be seen to the edge at a glance. There were some murals painted above the door. In the whole hall, there was only one high staircase, and there was a cliff below the staircase.

Cheng Liang narrowed his eyes, feeling something was wrong: "This Queen Mother of the West Palace is really a place where you can only come but not leave. After you pass a place, the door closes."

Hei Xiazi suddenly saw a pot of water in front of the stairs, with a note at the bottom of the pot: "Wash your hands?"

Xie Yuchen snorted and thought of Wu Sanxing: "Sure enough, they are the same kind of people."

Hei Xiazi smiled and said, "What do you know? Great minds think alike."

Cheng Liang ignored the farce and glanced at the mural above: "Is this the Queen Mother of the West and... King Mu of Zhou?"

Xie Yuchen also nodded and walked over: "Looking at the clothes and the scene, it's probably true."

Cheng Liang looked at the ancient characters on the mural and translated them for everyone: "King Mu of Zhou came to ask the Queen Mother of the West for the elixir of immortality."

Xie Yuchen looked at the mural and felt something was wrong: "Does the Queen Mother of the West think that King Zhou Mu is more like a person she likes? That's right, they do have a relationship. Li Shangyin wrote in his poem:

The mother of Yaochi opens the window, and the song of Huangzhu moves the earth with sorrow. The eight steeds travel 30,000 miles a day, why doesn't King Mu come back?

It is also recorded in the Chronicles of Emperor Mu.”

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The author has something to say. Those who are interested can take a look at the incident between King Mu of Zhou and the Queen Mother of the West.

Don't argue with me, because since I wrote it, I must have checked it, including how rich the small flowers in the front are, how many pieces the fan has, and how long the umbrella should be. I checked all of them and then made some changes based on them, so if you argue with me, you are right.