Mo Shang's voice was very flat, but it made Luo Qifeng feel terribly frightened.
"You mean, these mausoleum guards are sure that someone will come down to rob this tomb, so in order to avoid being shaken by shoveling blood and dirt, they purposely used blue bricks to hide this piece?"
That is to say, those people deliberately counted half-baked Feng Shui masters, where would they be counted, and deliberately made a deep pit to make everyone relax their vigilance to cover up the bloody soil.
Everyone was protecting the tomb from thieves, but they were afraid that the thieves would not enter the tomb.
Is there something here, waiting for others to release it? !
Such conjecture made the expressions of the four people except Mo Shang very ugly.
However, Luo Qi was only a little scared, and walked to the door of the tomb and reached out to touch it. The cold and slippery touch made her slightly startled who thought she could touch stone bricks.
"It's a whole piece of granite, it's not easy to fry."
"Young Master Luo, don't worry, as long as you know the thickness, I can blow up a tunnel for you." Yang Liang put down his backpack and took out the mine, tube, and explosives.
Mo Shang walked over, slightly bent his index finger and tapped on the stone slab.
"Thirty centimeters." After he finished speaking, he led Luo Qifeng back to the robber's cave.
After Yang Liang fiddled with it, at a fixed time, everyone ran to Luo Qifeng's side.
10, 9, 8...
Every second of waiting was slowed down by time, and everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, staring at the closed door without blinking.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, before Luo Qifeng could close his eyes, he was hugged into a cold embrace.
It wasn't until the dust gradually dispersed that Mo Shang let her go.
Under everyone's scrutinizing eyes, Luo Qifeng's ears blushed slightly.
"Let's go! Why are you still standing there!" He reprimanded angrily, and strode towards the half-person-high hole.
When everyone first came in, the world behind the door was still pitch black, but as the air rushed in, clusters of will-o'-the-wisps floated up, illuminating the dark tomb.
It should be more appropriate to say that this is an empty valley.
The front is full of large seas of red flowers, which is so beautiful that it makes people feel happy, but with the faint ghost fire, it looks extremely weird.
"It's so beautiful!" Han Yichen sighed from the side.
Luo Qifeng looked at him as if he had seen a ghost, "You think the hundreds of will-o'-the-wisps and the underworld butterfly are beautiful?!"
"What kind of butterfly, isn't that a flower?" Han Yichen came back to his senses and asked a little puzzled.
"The butterfly, just looks like a flower when it sleeps there quietly, but this thing grows from a large piece of carrion, if the dust that flies up and falls gets on the body, it will corrode people's skin in an instant." Although Luo Qifeng doesn't have much actual combat experience, his family is a family of Daedou that has been passed down from generation to generation after all, and most of this is the summary of experience.
This kind of thing has been encountered several times before, but it is not too dangerous, as long as it does not wake them up.
But with so many ghost butterflies, there are at least tens of thousands of dead bones underneath, right? !
Silently lamenting the worthlessness of ancient human life, they found an unremarkable circular single-plank bridge in the sea of butterfly flowers all over the sky.
This sea of flowers is huge, at least 100 meters, so if there is something wrong with the circular single-plank bridge in the middle of the road, it is impossible to rush back.